Chapter 79 Chapter 79 - "The City God is my ancestor, it turns out that I am the Nth generation of gods"

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Black and White Wuchang stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold Yin energy lingering around his body. He looked at the old Taoist in front of him with a sinister look, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Old Taoist, are you the one who used the evil evil to dye luck and disrupted the order of yin and yang?"

Now it was the old Taoist's turn to swallow his saliva. Even though he looked like he was only over seventy years old, he had actually lived for nearly two hundred years. He had been practicing for many years and thought he had some abilities. However, facing the famous black and white impermanence, all the confidence in his heart disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, there is only one thought left in my mind - run, try your best to escape!

The old Taoist was also very decisive and did not act sloppily. When he saw something was not going well, a burst of dazzling blood mist suddenly erupted all over his body, and he actually directly used the blood escape technique that destroyed his foundation.

"Want to run away?" When Hei Wuchang and Fan Wujiu saw this, a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his tone full of disdain, "If I let an old guy like you escape, wouldn't it mean that Brother Bai and I would be completely embarrassed?"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Wujiu suddenly waved the mourning stick in his hand, and an invisible barrier instantly spread out, firmly covering the space with a radius of 500 meters.

Lao Dao, who had just entered the Blood Escape state and was about to break through the mist and escape, suddenly bumped into the invisible barrier. With a muffled "bang" sound, his whole body was ejected by the barrier and fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out. Most of the blood mist dissipated in an instant, and his breath became much weaker.

But the old man still didn't give up. He jumped up suddenly, took out a lot of messy things from his arms, and threw them towards the barrier, but it was still of no use.

Bai Wuchang and Xie Bian stood with their hands behind their hands, watching all this with an indifferent expression, and said in a calm tone: "Old Hei, stop playing around. Judge Zhong is still in the underworld waiting for us to return to life. Don't waste time with this old guy."

Fan Wu Jiu nodded and was about to step forward, but at this moment, the old Taoist's eyes suddenly turned red and he let out a shrill roar. The aura around him suddenly surged. Then, there was a loud "bang" and he actually self-destructed.

A violent explosion sounded, air waves swept around, and dust flew up. Wu Jiang stood not far away, completely dumbfounded, and subconsciously uttered a curse word:

"Damn! Is this old guy crazy? In order not to go to the underworld to be tortured, he actually blew himself up and would rather die?"

He never expected that this old Taoist would be so cruel. He would rather be in pieces than in ruins...

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