After the flying saucer captured the entire sect, I became very popular among the stars.

The doctor snorted coldly and held his left hand in front of his chest. A stream of blue-black spiritual power emerged in his palm, and the black hole halo appeared again, protecting him in front of him.

Chu Yao had never seen this kind of magic before. It was neither immortal, demon, good or evil, nor heretical, nor was it among the Five Elements. It was difficult to figure out.

"There are actually spiritual weapons. It seems that you are a fish that slipped through the net of some civilization that cultivates immortals..."

The doctor looked confident and had time to chat with Chu Yao.

But this purple light suddenly dispersed when it was about to hit the black hole, turning into dozens of black ghosts that turned sharply in mid-air, turned into sharp black daggers, bypassed the black hole and hit the doctor's body directly.

At the same time, Chu Yao stamped his right foot hard, and a wave of earth and rocks began to roll up on the floor. The ground continued to rise and crack, depriving the doctor of his foothold.

The real Zihuang Sword has long been ready in the sky. If it doesn't move, it will move like thunder. It will send out an impact from the sky like a divine thunder from the sky.

Attacks from three directions came at the same time, and the doctor's shaking figure looked a little embarrassed, as if there was no way to retreat.

But his body suddenly lit up, and the blood vessels under his skin seemed to be glowing. The familiar halo reappeared, and his figure disappeared on the spot and appeared on the other side of the room.

The doctor's chest was heaving and he was panting. It seemed that this move consumed him a lot.

"We're fighting, do you still have time to chat?"

Compared with him, Chu Yao seemed to be at ease. The sword light and ghost shadow turned in the air and flew towards him again.

She waved her right hand, and dozens of soul-collecting knives condensed instantly, turning into countless arrows together with the previous ghosts, and the arrows whistled like the wind.

If Chu Yao can only exert 20% of Chu Yao's full strength during the foundation building stage, she can already reach nearly 50% after recovering to the golden elixir!

Those ghostly arrows did not stop after landing on the doctor's side, but turned into various strange things and struck at him.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, some even turned into a faint hanging ghost, sticking out their tongues and wrapping them around his neck.

What is ghost law? What we are talking about is the word "crafty"!

Tricky and changeable, impermanent, hurting the enemy in unpredictable ways, killing people invisibly, this is the essence of the ghost sect's Taoism!

The Chu ballads of the Jindan period already have the style of the Yuanying in the past.

The doctor's figure looked even more embarrassed and panicked. There were some injuries on his body and his white coat was in tatters.

He dodged left and right under various attacks, summoning a black hole for defense from time to time, but the black hole was extremely small, and it only took four or five soul-collecting knives to completely collapse it.

"Now, who's the rat?"

Old God Chu Yao was there, with his arms folded across his chest, hovering in mid-air and looking down, like a complete villain.

At the same time, she also saw something strange about the doctor's cultivation.

This person is not a real golden elixir, at least not like a golden elixir that has survived the thunder tribulation. His magic power seems to come from the weird spiritual blood flowing throughout his body. This spiritual blood has transformed the doctor's body, giving him a power comparable to that of a golden elixir. Ability.

As for that weird spell, it was probably thanks to this strange blood.

At this moment, the doctor was forced into a blind corner. After knocking out a ghost with the black hole in his hand, he roared in the direction of the "doll":

"Number 13!"

The tentacle monster trembled and seemed a little reluctant, but it still launched an attack under the doctor's order.

Several tentacles as thick as buckets twisted towards Chu Yao.

Huh, I should have been on guard against this move from you!

Chu Yao had been secretly staring at the tentacle monster for a long time. He calmly took out the wooden fan from the storage bag. Under the strong wind, the few remaining tentacles turned into fragments all over the sky.

The moment she was on guard against the tentacles, the doctor caught the flaw. He used all his spiritual power to teleport to Chu Yao's side instantly, and took out a delicate instrument shaped like a round mirror in his hand.

The moment she saw this thing, Chu Yao felt chills all over her body. She felt a suffocating danger!

However, she did not panic. Facing the unknown weapon in the opponent's hand, she showed her signature ghostly smile.

The doctor didn't understand what she was laughing at, but he just used the weapon in his hand with all his strength, and a blue cone-shaped light pillar instantly enveloped Chu Yao.

However, just as the light beam shot out, Chu Yao in front of him turned into a bunch of ghosts and disappeared.

"What..." The doctor was surprised.

"Are you underestimating me?" Chu Yao's voice came from behind him, and the spiritual power turned into complex lines in the palm of his hand, and the purple light flourished!

"Netherworld Palm!"

With a scream, the majestic spiritual power hit the doctor's back like an overwhelming force, and a yin force that penetrated into the bone marrow surged through his body.

The doctor's body trembled violently, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was thrown dozens of meters away like a kite with a broken string, and hit the wall hard, with gravel flying.

At the same time, the weapon in his hand was also knocked away. Chu Yao reached out and took it in his hand.

If you succeed with one move, how can you not take advantage of the victory and pursue it?

"Xiao Zi!"

"Hey!"

A ball of black and purple light burst out of the body, carrying a billowing force of coldness, and rushed straight towards the doctor, about to give the final blow!

This battle was extremely fast, with Chu Yao suppressing him throughout the whole process, and the other party had no room to fight back.

How can the combat experience of Yuanying monks be comparable to that of fake elixir monks who have become monks halfway?

Just when Xiao Zi was about to arrive in front of the doctor, Chu Yao suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Several crystalline threads suddenly appeared in the air, extending from all directions, forming a large net in front of the doctor.

If Chu Yao’s spiritual consciousness hadn’t been paying attention at all times, there would have been no way of discovering it!

With a thought in her mind, Xiao Zi turned around quickly and wandered around Chu Yao.

"My friend has been watching the battle for a long time, why don't you show up and talk about it?" Chu Yao said quietly.

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure appeared between the two of them.

Unlike when the Doctor appeared, his appearance was silent, as if he appeared out of thin air.

This person is wearing a neat formal suit and a mask on his head, with a big hand pulling the puppet with silk threads.

"Chu Dao is a friendly means." The man's fingers were spread out, and the end of the silk thread was at his fingertips.

"Send your name."

Chu Yao crossed his arms across his chest, seemingly relaxed, but in fact he stared cautiously at the blood guest who suddenly arrived.

She noticed the title in the other person's mouth and didn't know what he meant.

"The second-level leader of the blood alliance, the executioner. You can call me the puppet master."

The puppet master nodded slightly to Chu Yao, and then glanced at the doctor lightly: "'Doctor' has received the punishment he deserves. Fellow Daoist Chu, can you give me some face and stop for now? There is no enmity between us."

Chu Yao wanted to complain about who the hell are you?

"Why do you call me fellow Taoist?" Chu Yao asked back.

"What do you call monks if you don't call them Taoists?" The puppet master said and stopped, but the silk thread in his hand was not taken back.