Chapter 1813 (1/2)

With the strength of little childe and Lin Zichen, it is very unlikely that the two strong men in the early stage of the realm of creation want to hurt the strong men in the middle stage of the realm of creation. Even if they are geniuses and pay the price of injury, it is extremely inappropriate to force the old Taoist to this point.

The strong in the middle of the realm of creation, whether it is the realm or the real Qi in the body, are not comparable to them. But this time, the old Taoist was planted in the hands of Lin Zichen and the little childe.

If the old Taoist comes up and takes action quickly, Lin Zichen will turn around and run away without hesitation. Although he has great confidence in his own strength, he definitely feels that he has lived long enough to challenge the old Taoist priest in the middle of the realm of creation with his strength in the early stage of the realm of creation.

Lin Zichen knew that if he fought alone with the old Taoist, he could hurt the old Taoist at most, but the price he could pay was his own life. But with the little childe's participation, everything has changed. Although the little childe's strength is only at the beginning of the realm of creation, they are both geniuses. Their strength is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Two of China's most talented people gathered together to pit the old Taoist. He was proud enough.

A huge concentration cut appeared. This blow was undoubtedly the most powerful blow of Lin Zichen. No matter what the final result is, he will turn and run away after the blow. He knew that his attack could not kill the old Taoist priest, plus the young master's long gun.

What's more, in the dark, the dead moon must be watching all this coldly. If he sends another strong creator to stop them, they will die.

With a loud cry in his heart, he concentrated and cut out. The huge concentrated and cut down the old Taoist with the power of splitting Huashan Mountain. At the same time, the long gun in the little childe's hand was condensed. The gun tip had extremely sharp power, and even Lin Zichen was secretly frightened.

The sharpness of the gun tip made Lin Zichen look sideways. He believed that even the strong in the early days of fortune would be poked a hole by the gun.

Concentrate on chopping out. Lin Zichen doesn't care about the effect of concentrate chopping. Without hesitation, he broke the space and fled. The little childe is the same. He hurls his long gun fiercely and goes straight to the head of the old Taoist priest. At the same time, he follows Lin Zichen and leaves in the air.

The old Taoist saw a shot and a sword in the air. His face began to become serious. Even he must face up to such an attack, otherwise he must suffer.

When the Qi in the body was running, the old Taoist held out his hand, and a Tai Chi diagram appeared from the palm of his hand. The Tai Chi diagram was slowly rotating. During the rotation, a terrible thrust was generated.

This thrust is opposite to the attraction force just now, and after the compression of the old Taoist priest, the Taiji diagram is compressed in his own hands, which is more powerful.

With a burst of drink, the Tai Chi in the palm suddenly burst into a powerful force. That powerful force instantly melted the long gun and concentrated cutting, and even the surrounding space was knocked down by the power of the old Taoist priest.

The blue sky appeared again, and the old Taoist's face was a little ugly. His arms trembled gently. There was a hole in the forearm, and there was a deep wound from the palm to the big arm. The blood flowed out of his hand and kept dripping on the ground. Although his strength is higher than that of Lin Zichen and young childe, it's hard to take their full strength.

No matter Lin Zichen or young childe, they are all heroes of a generation. How can they be taken over so easily with their full attack?

A dark shadow appeared in front of the old Taoist. Looking at the crescent moon mask on his face, I knew that he was the dead moon.

”You failed.” The voice of the dead moon was cold. In his opinion, even if Lin Zichen and the little childe joined hands, they were only two people. It was only a matter of time for the old Taoist priest to press them to death.

But the two men ran away. Although they were injured, they were definitely slightly injured. This injury is nothing compared with serious injury.

”Hehe, I've seen countless geniuses since I entered the realm of creation, but only they can match them with demons.” The ugly color on his face disappeared and replaced by the calm of the past. The old Taoist looked at the dead moon and said with a smile, ”Lord, my mission has been achieved. Lin Zichen is hard to deal with. I hope you are careful.”

With that, the old Taoist no longer hesitated, arched his hand to the dead moon, then flashed and disappeared.

As the old Taoist said, he can only help the dead moon once. After one shot, he would no longer obey the orders of the dead moon and recover his freedom from then on.

Looking at the direction the old Taoist left, the dead moon was full of killing intention. He didn't expect that the old Taoist would miss, and he didn't expect that Lin Zichen and the young childe would pit the old Taoist so miserably.

Being wounded by two boys at the beginning of the realm of creation is the biggest insult to the old Taoist. Even the dead moon can feel the reluctance in the old Taoist's heart.

Think about it, even if Lin Zichen and young childe worked hard, the old Taoist would never be hurt so badly, but the two of them worked together to pit the old Taoist, so that the latter had to face up to their attack and didn't even have a chance to escape.