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Chapter 82

In fact, it doesn’t matter how Luo Gan thinks at this time. The real protagonists at this moment should be Zhao Xuan and Jier.

Compared to Zhao Xuan's dissatisfaction and serious expression, Jier seemed quite at this time. After all, although Zhao Xuan's strength is not bad, the strongest person he has ever contacted is just a monk in the Golden Pill stage. And Jier has long known how many monks in the Mahayana stage or even the Poxu stage have been dealing with.

"You can't continue like this anymore." Zhao Xuan thought to himself. The competition in momentum was already inferior. If it was not good for him like this, it would be possible to take the lead. Fortunately, he had thought before that people who dared to fight with him with just a wisp of divine consciousness must be very powerful in their lifetime, and the aura of simple competition must be stronger than him. It's just that he is unwilling to easily admit that his momentum is not as good as him.

This kind of battle is different from the ones playing with Luo Gan and the others just now. Yes, it's just a play. Although Luo Gan and the others may be very sad to know about it, for Zhao Xuan, just now it was just as optional as after-dinner exercise. Not to mention any moves, people who are focused will see that Zhao Xuan even stood there without moving even without moving.

Now that I am fighting Jill is the battle that really makes Zhao Xuan feel energetic. "Although I am a ghost now, this kind of battle is really exciting."

"Yellow Spring Ghost Claw."

Zhao Xuan's right hand suddenly stretched out forward, and countless wronged souls flew out of his hands and gathered into a huge claw in the air and flew straight towards Jill.

Listening to the unjust souls crying, Luo Gan couldn't help but think, "Are these monks killed by him? This resentment that soars into the sky can be felt clearly even if I am so far away."

Luo Gan was right. These unjust souls were indeed the monks who were killed by Zhao Xuan. In fact, until today, Zhao Xuan has only killed monks besides Qingyan Horse. He did not lie. As the former emperor here, he loved the descendants of his people very much. So far, no mortal has died at his hands. This is why many people in Shanma Town disagreed after hearing the warning from Taoist Yangmu, because they had never been hurt by Zhao Xuan.

The hatred of Zhao Xuan for the monks was not only a little bit. The Wei Kingdom back then also had some monks. Although it was not as large and quality as the current monks, it was also regarded as a guest of honor by Zhao Xuan at that time.

But what Zhao Xuan hated was that the ancestors of these monks drank the blood of the Great Wei and ate the meat of the Great Wei. When they needed their efforts, they all ran away overnight. If they had not run away at that time, they might not have been able to defend Bianliang with the power of the people of a city. But they actually did such a treacherous thing for their own safety. It is not a pity that Zhao Xuan hated these monks so much.

Over the past 20,000 years, countless monks have fallen at Zhao Xuan's feet. The power of this Huangquan ghost claw is also increasing.

Faced with the overwhelming unjust souls, Jill also stopped competing in momentum, and he had already made a profit. In this case, the person who took action first was already at a loss because he was easily countered by the enemy. Jill is a famous all-system Dharma Saint of the Great Six of Sean. Their methods are hard to imagine. Although they are just a divine thought now, here he can still enjoy the feeling of mastering power in his lifetime.

"Ghost. I've never heard of such things. But we, Sean 6, also have some skeletons, vampires and other things. I don't know if you are the same as them. Since that's the case, I'll use light magic to deal with you." Jill said to himself.

"Miracles of Holy Light."

With Jill's voice, the dazzling white light filled Luo Gan's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant. Although these white lights were not harmful to Luo Gan, he still subconsciously closed his eyes.

When Luo Gan couldn't see it, a human-shaped ball of light transformed from these white lights, rushing towards Zhao Xuan's yellow spring ghost claws like a tiger feeding on his body.

The white human-shaped light ball collided with countless wronged souls. It did not make a loud noise like the usual Luo Gan's magic and other monk's moves. Both were silently powered like two people who wrestled their arm.

Just as the first ray of sunshine in spring is melting winter snow, the white light ball is getting smaller and smaller, and the number of wronged souls is getting smaller and smaller. Zhao Xuan and Jill frowned at the same time, obviously not satisfied with this situation.

To be honest, both Zhao Xuan’s understanding of magic and Jill’s understanding of ghosts are almost zero, and the judgment of each other’s strength is only a rough estimate. Just like Luo Gan and the others could only judge that Yang Mu Taoist was a monk in the Tongzhi stage but could not accurately determine what level of his meridians he was. In this case, both of them had great confidence in themselves. They both believed that they could win the lead and gain an advantage in this attack, but the reality was... comparable.

This stalemate lasted for a long time, but slowly, Zhao Xuan's Yellow Spring Ghost Claw gradually gained the upper hand, suppressing Jill's holy light miracle.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xuan finally showed a smile on his face. It seems that the winner is still me. How do you deal with it now?

However, there was no sign of frustration on Jill's face. After all, the Miracle of Holy Light is not a powerful magic, but just used to deal with those filthy things. Now it is nothing more than proving that the guy in front of him is different from the undeads of Sean Great 6, and it will not shake Jill's confidence.

The light dissipated, and the remaining evil spirits continued to rush towards Jill.

Jill didn't even see it, and he threw a few blue wind blades away the weak Huangquan ghost claws.

"Test it to the end. I already know how good you are." Jill said expressionlessly.

"Is that true?" Zhao Xuan chuckled. After all, he had gained the advantage just now, "I think so too."

Seeing Zhao Xuan's appearance, Jill felt very upset, "Since you took action first, how about I'll be there this time?"

"Please." Zhao Xuan made a calm gesture, wanting to see what methods this guy has.

"Hey, boy." Seeing Zhao Xuan calmly looking, Jill suddenly called Luo Gan.

"What, what's the matter, teacher?" Luo Gan rubbed his eyes that were still a little uncomfortable after being exposed to the strong light.

Gil's blue eyes flashed, "Didn't you say I won't teach you any advanced magic? Let's watch my battle carefully and see how I use every magic."
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