Seeing Caichun Sanren holding a peach wood sword again, biting his fingers and drawing talismans, and finally spending time tying the tip of his tongue and spraying blood on the peach wood sword, Li Jiangnan had no other mood except speechless.

This guy's procedure for casting talismans is complicated. The key is that the speed of preparing talismans is too slow. If you face a strong enemy, at this speed of casting spells, it is very likely that any spell has been killed by the strong enemy before it can be cast.

After all, the enemy will not give you the chance to cast spells.

This is also the reason why Li Jiangnan could draw talismans and cast spells when he had not improved his skills in the past, but he did not use this method to defeat the enemy in the battle.

Li Jiangnan could see that this guy named Caichun Sanren had just "entered to the Tao", which means he had just reached the point where he could cast magic. If Li Jiangnan came to draw talismans and spells, he didn't need to be so long-winded. He didn't need a peach wood sword or bite the tip of his tongue and vomited blood. He just used a cinnabar pen on yellow paper and combined with the spell to quickly form a spell.

Of course, this is something that Li Jiangnan can only do after he has improved his skills. If it were in the past, Li Jiangnan would not be much faster than this guy named Caichun Sanren.

Li Jiangnan did not stop him, but watched Caichun Sanren spit out blood, draw a spell, and then smiled proudly there.

Maybe Caichun San people thought that being able to drive talismans was already as profound as an immortal, but he didn't know that if Li Jiangnan had the intention just now, he could beat him forever and never use the spell.

"Boy, come on!"

"Let you see, my master's Taoism!" Cai Chunsanren smiled grimly. Looking at Li Jiangnan's eyes, it was like a jackal saw a rabbit, and it seemed that he had completely eaten him.

"Tell me, what Taoism?" Li Jiangnan said lightly, and he was unrestless, and even hugged his hands leisurely in front of his chest.

He wanted to see what kind of reputation could be played by this evil way that jumped up and down.

"Boy, you're dead!"

Before Caichun Sanren could speak, the few Taoist priests in the blue in the distance had already pointed fingers and started scolding without fear.

"Master Caichun will use the eight evil-gathering techniques to summon evil spirits, bite your flesh, drink your blood, and finally let your soul be destroyed and you will never be reborn!"

"If you are smart, kneel down and beg for mercy from Caichun Sanren!"

Several Taoist priests in blue became arrogant and showed their domineering and contemptuous faces.

"Come on, let me see how powerful your magic is..." Li Jiangnan smiled coldly, ignoring those little minions at all.

Seeing that he could still laugh, Caichun Sanren secretly caught fire, "Things that don't shed tears without seeing the coffin, I will let you see the Eight Gangs of Evils!"

Li Jiangnan naturally knew the so-called Eight Gate Collection Curse, which was nothing more than using talismans to gather the eight corrupt corpses' ghosts to achieve the purpose of detaining the enemy's souls. This can only be considered a despicable path for monks who have entered the Tao.

“Duh!”

I saw that Caichun Sanren had already jumped to the altar, stepped on his left foot, pinched his skills in one hand, and held a sword in the other hand, staring at Li Jiangnan in a sinister manner, muttering something in his mouth.

In an instant, the wind blew on the flat ground.

Caichun Sanren's red robe began to swell, fluttering with the wind, and the moonlight in the sky became more and more dimming. The floating clouds wandering in the night sky seemed to be pulled into the vortex by some kind of strange power, and actually gathered on the altar and rotated rapidly.

The eight coffins placed in the eight gates around the altar had already roared faintly, as if they were from the distant hell, wisps and strands coming out.

“Duh!”

Caichun Sanren stepped on his left foot again, and at the same time, the peach wood sword picked up the talisman paper and waved it up. In an instant, the roar from the Jiuyou Underworld became shrill and clear. Straws of black mist visible to the naked eye rushed out of the eight coffins, gathering above Caichun Sanren's peach wood sword pointed to the sky, surrounding the talisman paper, forming a rolling and changing black fog ball.

In the fog ball, there seemed to be faces howling in pain, trying to rush out of the round fog, but no matter how hard it is, it cannot rush out.

"Look! Master Caichun's eight evil-gathering techniques have indeed summoned a grudge!"

A Taoist priest in blue pointed at the black mist ball and shouted excitedly.

Someone knelt down in a hurry and kowtowed, his eyes lit up: "My teacher has great supernatural powers and can be called the world's number one immortal master!"

"Today I have seen my teacher's magical skills, and my disciples are amazed!"

Several other Taoist priests in blue also kowtowed and shouted: "Master Caichun, his magic power is boundless..."

When Caichunsan saw that all the disciples were kneeling down and worshiping, he was so proud that he couldn't help but stand on the altar and laughed wildly.

At this moment, Qi Feng was completely scared.

She watched Cai Chunsan, dressed in red, standing on the high ground of the altar, laughing wildly while still being able to control the strange black fog ball. Among the rolling fog ball, twisted faces screamed even more shrill, as if they were about to break through the constraints and bite them. Her delicate body trembled and her whole body was furrowed.

Cai Chunsanren suddenly changed his face, looked at Li Jiangnan, and said slanderously: "Ignorance child, I have seen my master's magical powers, are you afraid?"

His cold and domineering look was like a majestic god, looking down at the ants on the ground.

Li Jiangnan held his hands and smiled coldly.

"Okay, I won't cry until I see the coffin!"

"I will release these ghosts and taste your blood and flesh!"

Caichun Sanren suddenly pinched the magic trick, and his beard was angry and pointed at the black fog. The black fog trembled, and several human faces broke free from the shackles of the black fog, roared fiercely, and slowly drifted towards Li Jiangnan.

Seeing the evil ghost rushing out, the Taoist priests in blue screamed, all of whom thought Li Jiangnan was doomed.

"Li Jiangnan, run away quickly, those ghosts will kill you..." Qi Feng trembled all over, his voice trembling with anxiety.

"I'm afraid? You're the only little guy?" Li Jiangnan laughed.

He smiled and shook his head, "I thought you were so capable, but I just had a few innocent little ghosts. With your ability, I'm afraid that even the ghost soldiers could not be summoned?"

"Okay, I'll teach you what talisman art is, what is summoning art..."

He strode to the table, slapped the cinnabar, and drew a few quick strokes on the yellow paper. Then, in the horror and puzzled eyes of everyone, he silently recited the formula, picked up the talisman paper and waved it casually, and calmly spit out two words:

"Thunder come!"

There was a loud bang in Kerala, and a blue lightning flash fell from the sky in an instant!

Thunder exploded, the sky and the earth shook, and the night was like daylight.

He held lightning in his hand, like a god, looking down on all directions!
Chapter completed!