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In an instant.

This sword energy traversed a distance of a thousand feet and appeared before Tu Long.

"Oh no!!"

Tu Long felt his hair stand on end; the sword light emanated a terrifying aura that sent chills down his spine.

He desperately increased his speed, trying to dodge this fatal blow.

However, it was too late.

The pure and clear sword energy pierced directly through the dragon-slaying man's head.

With a "whoosh," the sword light pierced through the body and landed on the distant church.

Boom! !

One hundred and twenty-eight zombies instantly turned to dust, and the ancient church collapsed with a crash.

"Are you..."

Tu Long looked on in astonishment, his body swelled, and he suddenly exploded.

Father Wu stood there dumbfounded, looking completely bewildered, and said:

"Has my Lord heard my prayer?"

Originally, I saw that Uncle Nine's fists were clenched, as if he was about to fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, the dragon slayer was instantly killed by a beam of light.

Who but God can subdue such evil spirits?

Uncle Nine glanced at Father Wu's devout expression, his eyes filled with tears of emotion, and couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous.

"I knew it was the Lord of Heaven, the Lord of Heaven! It was my junior brother who made the move!"

"Uncle Jiu, what did you say about pork chops?"

Uncle Nine: "..."

The two couldn't understand each other's language, and their conversations were completely nonsensical.

Uncle Nine stopped explaining and said, "God it is, then."

And at this time.

The faint evil energy condensed and transformed into a brand new "Dragon-Slaying Taoist Priest".

The Dragon-Slaying Taoist was panting heavily.

If he hadn't used the Heavenly Demon Substitute Death Technique from the Four Evils Techniques just now, he probably would have been completely destroyed by that sword!

Even so, Tu Long still looked horrified.

Looking towards the collapsed church in the distance, the blood-fiend marks on the more than one hundred zombies had completely disappeared.

This only means one outcome: they were all wiped out...

"It's really difficult..."

Tu Long touched his head. He felt a faint, sharp energy deep within his head, gradually shattering the blood energy within his body.

Under the suppression of this sharp aura, Tu Long's strength was greatly diminished.

It seems they can only perform at one percent of their potential.

With such strength, even his ninth uncle, a Taoist master, could suppress him.

"This person is truly unfathomable! Even after refining all the evil energy of the Three Fiends, I am still no match for him..."

Tu Long glanced at the sky with lingering fear, knowing that this place was not a good place to stay.

If they don't leave now, not only will they be unable to take revenge, but their crippled bodies will also perish here.

Having thought this through, Tu Long stopped dawdling, transformed into a wisp of mist, and drifted away.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Nine immediately stood up to try to stop him, throwing out yellow talismans, but to no avail.

While Tu Long was seriously injured, Uncle Nine also sustained some injuries.

Corroded by the blood-fiend energy and the yin energy, and having been injured in the fight with Tu Long, his injuries were not much better than Tu Long's.

……

On the ruins of the church.

A dark, shadowy figure quietly appeared.

"What a waste! Why did that kid have to come back at this crucial moment of all times!"

"Damn it! I've refined all the power of the Three Fiends, and I'm still no match for that brat!"

Tu Long gritted his teeth, almost going mad.

He took a deep breath and furtively looked towards the ancestral hall.

"Who would have thought that old man would take such a terrifying freak as his disciple..."

Fortunately, he didn't catch up with me. He probably never imagined that I would actually return to this church..."

Thinking of this, Tu Long's face showed a hint of pride.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Even if that kid racked his brains, he would never have imagined that he was still in a church.

"Oh? This is the burial plot you chose for yourself?"

A mocking laugh rang out behind Tu Long.

All of a sudden.

Tu Long's expression changed drastically, and he turned around instantly.

A young Taoist priest dressed in a black and white robe was looking at him with a smile.

"You...how are you...are you a human or a ghost?!"

Tu Long was visibly panicked, completely forgetting that he himself was a monster covered in ghostly energy, no longer human.

"Silly question."

Ning Chen slowly shook his head.

"If I had to give you an identity, I would say I am a disciple of Maoshan, the last disciple of Qingwei Daoist."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Tu Long stared intently at Ning Chen's youthful face.

"That old codger Qingwei... his Taoist magic is mediocre at best, but you..."

Even if I were to absorb all the power of the Three Killings, I would still be no match for you!

You can't be human...

He really wanted to ask Ning Chen what his background was, and whether he was an old monster who had cultivated for thousands of years.

"Heh, the little bit of evil energy you've refined is nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to the Three Fiends."

Uncle Nine also emerged from the ruins and said in a cold voice.

The evil energy in the Three Killings position is divided into two layers, inner and outer, with the outer layer being nothing more than a mixture of evil energy.

The inner layer is a vast expanse of pure Yin energy!

"Senior brother..."

Ning Chen glanced at Uncle Jiu, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

Hearing this,

The dragon-slaying man appeared frenzied.

"Hahaha! So that's how it is! So that's how it is!"

My greatest opportunity was hidden right here!

Seeing this, Uncle Nine smiled slightly.

"Junior brother, Tu Long seems to have gone mad."

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

He glared at Tu Long and saw the evil energy within his body suddenly begin to converge towards his internal organs.

Ghostly energy enters the heart, blood evil enters the lungs, yin evil enters the liver, demonic energy enters the spleen, and turbid energy enters the kidneys...

His body began to tremble, but his expression grew increasingly frantic.

A dangerous aura emanated from him...

"It's done, it's done... I've succeeded!"

The dragon slayer transformed into black mist and roared out, laughing incessantly in the air, his eyes sometimes filled with madness, sometimes with ferocity.

"If you won't let me have a good time, I'll make you all die with me!"