Shulong Daojun

The flying rocks all stopped abruptly, halting their momentum before falling to the ground.

Lin Shu was also forced to reveal himself, but unlike Chang Geng, Bi Lan and others, his body was surrounded by divine light and his magic robes flowed around him, and he did not feel uncomfortable.

He Baifan was shocked to find that someone was so bold as to do such a thing.

He then shook his head and chuckled, saying disdainfully, "Utterly foolish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped his waist drum, and killing intent suddenly arose from all directions. The sound waves transformed into several sharp swords, which he swiftly slashed at Lin Shu with a wave of his hand.

Lin Shu remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic; all of this was exactly what he had anticipated.

"Brother Chang Geng." He called out softly, raised his hand and pointed, the divine light dispelling the sharp sword. He flicked his sleeves and acted as if nothing had happened.

Upon hearing this, Chang Geng quickly gathered his strength to suppress his surging blood and shouted, "Fellow Daoists, attack together at once!"

With that, he stepped down, and the ground cracked open, the rocks transforming into countless spikes that pierced towards He Baifan.

Bi Lan and the others also unleashed their own spells, which flew from all directions and descended upon He Baifan.

He Baifan thought for a moment and realized that the letter was just bait to distract him so that Chang Geng and the others could take advantage of the situation.

At that moment, he struck the waist drum three times, and the sound waves transformed into a long knife, a sharp sword, and a heavy hammer, which fell on Lin Shu's head, body, and legs respectively.

His gaze then shifted to the incoming Taoist magic.

The Scale Book is nothing to fear. Even if it launches a sneak attack, it will be right under our noses and will not succeed at all.

However, it's troublesome that these people are working together.

He Baifan immediately unleashed his full magical power.

He slapped the waist drum, and the drumbeats continued, the sound waves rising like the ocean tide, powerful and fierce, swallowing all the magic from all directions.

At that moment, Lin Shu's eyes sharpened, and his divine light swept across the room. He then turned and flicked his sleeves toward the Taoist who was beating the drum.

The next instant, Qingmin flew down.

The dragon's body suddenly grew to a gigantic size, its ten-zhang-long form pressing down and completely covering the entire group of drumming Taoists.

The moment it landed, the dragon's tail lashed out violently, sweeping away the remaining Taoist priest and the large drum in front of him.

The dragon's body shrank dramatically, becoming as small as an ant, and it disappeared into a crevice in the rocky ground.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Qingmin didn't try to do too much, and He Baifan didn't even have time to react.

When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but shout angrily, "Damn you, you little thief! How dare you try to trick me!"

Only then did he realize that the azure dragon was the real weapon, and the others were just a facade.

But why is there a blue dragon here?

Without a second thought, he immediately struck the waist drum, the sound waves transforming into eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, spears, halberds, and daggers, which he used to slash, cut, stab, or defend, blocking the Taoist techniques that Chang Geng and the others used again.

Even if one is occasionally careless and gets hit by a Taoist spell, the clear light flowing around one's body, like a thin layer of magic robe, will dissipate the spell, so it won't cause any harm.

He single-handedly fought against the combined forces of seven righteous gods and held his own for a time.

Lin Shu arrived shortly afterward.

After Qingmin swept away the drummer, he went up and knocked them unconscious one by one, leaving the others to be investigated later.

Those few who resisted fiercely were killed with a single blow, their souls returning to the Western Paradise.

Upon arrival, Lin Shu saw Chang Geng and the others working together to contend with He Baifan.

Four of them provided cover while the other three took turns using their Taoist arts to focus their attacks on He Baifan's chest, attempting to break through the clear light surrounding him.

Although it had some effect, it only dimmed the light slightly and never truly harmed He Baifan.

At this moment, Chang Geng saw Lin Shu arrive and was delighted. He leaned closer and whispered, "Young friend, I still need to borrow your Taoist arts to have any chance of capturing this fiend."

Lin Shu nodded slightly: "Leave it to me."

Having said that, he turned his gaze and waited for the right opportunity.

This Pure Spirit Body is indeed somewhat troublesome, but Divine Light is the original technique nurtured by the Mysterious Female Method, and it has its own way of restraining it.

Moreover, he only needed to break through a corner of the light, rather than completely dissolve it, which was not a difficult task.

As for how to succeed, he already had a plan in mind.

Lin Shu exchanged a few words with Chang Geng, then spoke the same words to Bi Lan, finally whispering, "I beg the divine help of Bi Lan."

Bi Lan raised her eyebrows and smiled with a nod.

With a flick of her slender finger, she summoned the water radiance, which then spun into two streams.

One of them condensed into a tornado and rolled into the sky above He Baifan.

One of them condenses into a wide curtain of water, reflecting a cool and serene face.

Chang Geng understood, looked around, found a scorching hot rock slab, and immediately unleashed his magic, waving his sleeves.

Then, the waterspout collided with the rock slab, spewing out a large cloud of white mist that enveloped He Baifan and the rocky ground below.

Without hesitation, Lin Shu concealed his aura, darted forward, and instantly disappeared into the mist.

In the fog, He Baifan, carrying a waist drum, stood attentively on guard.

Seeing the white mist rise suddenly, he pondered for a moment and knew what Lin Shu and the others were up to.

They simply wanted to use the fog as cover to launch a surprise attack.

"It's not that easy."

As he was thinking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a blurry figure appearing in the mist on his left, with a tall and straight posture, as if about to make a move.

He Baifan immediately sneered, "You little thief, trying to trick me again? You're clearly on the left, but you're actually on the right!"

Before he finished speaking, he clapped his hand on the waist drum, and the sound wave transformed into a decapitation blade, slashing down fiercely to the right.

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A curtain of water broke open with a sound, turning into flowing water that splashed onto the rocky ground, creating a faint white mist.

He Baifan was startled, as if realizing something, and suddenly turned his head to look to the left.

Unexpectedly, that figure was also a water curtain, reflecting Lin Shu's smiling face.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Are you looking for me, He Baifan?"

As the white mist dissipated, dozens of water curtains appeared on the rocky ground, each reflecting Lin Shu's face.

He Baifan felt a chill in his heart, realizing that something terrible was about to happen.

Before he could react, Lin Shu had already made his move.

With a gentle touch of his hand, a divine light descended, and the waist drum shattered, scattering fragments of wood and bark everywhere.

Furthermore, the divine light struck He Baifan squarely on the back.

In an instant, the clear light on He Baifan's body suddenly intensified, clashing with the divine light.

In less than half a breath, half of the divine light was dissipated, but the remaining force still sent him flying forward several steps, staggering and kneeling on the ground.

Looking at his back, his Taoist robe was torn, revealing a patch of charred, blackened flesh about a foot in size.

Upon seeing this, Chang Geng, Bi Lan, and the others were overjoyed and immediately used their respective magical techniques, such as ice spikes, lightning strikes, and azure flames, to bombard the scorched area.

Although Qingling Dao Body was strong, a hole had been opened here, and the power of the Dao technique penetrated straight in. He Baifan screamed in agony, having no time to dodge.

Before long, he was gone, clearly having lost most of his life.

Before Chang Geng and the others could ask any questions, He Baifan suddenly knelt down and begged for mercy, saying, "Lord Zheng Shen, spare my life!"

All of this was ordered to me by Lu Xu, a disciple of the Yan Kang lineage of the Demonic Sect. Destroying the earth's veins was to guide the turbid energy to surge out from the ground.

The wicked man was momentarily blinded by evil spirits and tempted by the wicked man's elixir, which led him to commit such a wrong act.

"Spare me, spare me!"

After saying this, He Baifan bowed his head and kowtowed, but a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu secretly pondered the matter of the Yan Kang lineage.

Just then, Xuan Yin Mountain suddenly split open—