After speaking, this old man jumped forward, and then began to pinch his fingers again, and a wave of mana fluctuated faintly on him.

Meng Chuan didn't make a move immediately, if he really wanted to do it, he could easily pinch this old way to death when the other party pinched his intuition.

Meng Chuan was just curious, this old method claimed to be Maoshan Yimai, but the spell of Maoshan Yimai was not so third-rate at all, obviously he deceived Yang Junhao and did not tell the truth.

Moreover, this person's spell looks quite familiar to him, and it seems to be somewhat similar to the Ma Xian lineage, but he can't confirm it yet.

Let's just see what kind of means he has, and then guess where this person cultivated the spell from.

As Lao Dao finished pinching his fingers, he immediately pointed at Meng Chuan, and drank lightly in his mouth.

Meng Chuan felt a spiritual power rush from his fingertips towards him, the same method as the one he used to deal with the bodyguard just now, it was a technique that could control people's hearts and minds, as long as they were hit, they could make people hallucinate.

It can be seen that this old Taoist seems to be especially good at this kind of illusion technique, but this kind of technique can only fool people, to put it bluntly, it is just a show.

This old Dao doesn't even seem to have entered the Dao, he is not a grandmaster at all, what he is performing is this kind of technique that does not use the table, Meng Chuan did not even deliberately resist, as soon as this spiritual power entered the body, it was automatically dissolved by the blood qi.

A spell that Lao Dao sent out with great effort was like a spring breeze, making Meng Chuan's bangs and the corners of his clothes swing slightly, and then there was no reaction.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and there was a hint of embarrassment in the quiet.

Meng Chuan looked at Lao Dao coldly, and spit out two words in his mouth mockingly: "That's it?"

"Hiss......"

Lao Dao couldn't help but gasp, and said in his heart that it was really strange! This kid obviously fell for his own mind-controlling illusion, why did his own spell hit him, and immediately like a mud cow entering the sea and no movement?

It stands to reason that the spell should have established a connection with his own divine consciousness, and when the time comes, this stinky boy will be a piece of fish meat in his hand, and he can pinch it as much as he wants.

Lao Dao sensed that something was wrong, and he originally wanted to use his illusion to make Meng Chuan do all kinds of indecent things, so that he would lose face. Now it seems that this person has a certain resistance to the magic of controlling the mind and creating illusions.

This kid doesn't

Simple! The old man rolled his eyes and decided to take a different approach.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Dao's clothes were blown up by Dao Dao's spiritual power, and he didn't know when a yellowed talisman paper appeared in his hand, pinched it between his middle finger and index finger, put it in the center of his eyebrows, and recited a mantra in his mouth at the same time.

"Accumulating yang is the sky, accumulating yin is the earth, yin is quiet and yang is restless, yang gives birth to yin and grows, yang kills yin and hides ......"

A jerky incantation muttered out of his mouth, and the rune paper immediately burst into flames, turning into two flames, one red and one white, intertwined together, faintly forming a yin and yang Taiji pattern.

These methods evoked Meng Chuan's memories, and he immediately thought of the first demon he had met after his rebirth—that was Huang Daxian who had been cultivating for decades.

That Wong Tai Sin had used a similar technique when he fought with him, using rune paper to transform a large fireball, which was quite lethal.

It's just that Wong Tai Sin was a demon wearing human skin at that time, so the flame controlled was very pure, and it was triggered by demon power.

The old Dao in front of him can control two flames at the same time, which means that he can have both human and demon powers.

As a result, the origin of this person is also clear.

Another disciple of the Horse Immortal.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but be helpless, this Wuzhen also had multiple sects of cultivation, how could he be on a par with the disciples of the Ma Immortal in a few days, and he could meet him wherever he went?

The mana of Huang Daxian back then was not under this old way, and was pressed and rubbed on the ground by Meng Chuan. And nearly a year has passed, and Meng Chuan is no longer the Meng Chuan of the year, and his strength has already soared several notches.

The flames on Lao Dao's fingertips burned bigger and bigger, and the heat wave from the raging flames baked the air, and Yang Junhao and Yang Cai's foreheads began to sweat, if this fireball was bigger, I was afraid that even the ceiling of the hotel would be burned.

"Stinky boy, I'll see how you solve this trick!" Lao Dao was full of confidence, and he was about to use this fireball to smash at Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan still didn't move, took a breath, and exhaled it like blowing out a candle.

"Whew!"

The huge air flow blew, and the blazing fireball on the tip of the old Dao's finger flickered slightly, and then extinguished it immediately, and it seemed to be even more unbearable than the faint candle flame.

"That's it?" Meng Chuan repeated the two words just now, almost laughing out loud: "Master, please be serious, don't always make this bells and whistles, children play things." ”

Lao Dao saw that he was doing his best

Zhan's spell was blown out by Meng Chuan in one breath, and his eyes were about to pop out.

Only half of the rune paper in his hand was left, but no matter how much he poured his mana into this rune paper, this old Taoist could no longer burn it.

Lao Dao secretly burst out with a foul language in his heart, and when he looked at Meng Chuan again, he knew in his heart that this person was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface, I am afraid that he really has great mana!

Did you kick the iron plate today?

Lao Dao's face was cloudy, and Meng Chuan smiled when he saw this, and asked, "What's the matter?"

These words are simply putting the old man's face on the ground and slamming on his feet and spitting out phlegm! He was so old that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he decided to show his housekeeping skills, and said with a glaring eyeball: "Don't deceive people too much, you stinky boy!"

"Do you think you will be able to be arrogant in front of the poor road in two clicks? Since you insist on looking for death, then I will also fulfill you!"

"If my true skills are revealed, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to beg for mercy!"

"I can't ask for it. Meng Chuan spread his hands and said.

Meng Chuan's indifferent appearance made Lao Dao angry, and he simply turned his heart and cast a spell again, this time he decided to take out his housekeeping skills - invite the gods to come up and invite the horse immortals he worshipped.

There is a divine connection between the horse fairy and the horse disciples, this old way closed his eyes tightly, and soon he had a heart with the horse fairy, and was ready to invite the god to come up.

In fact, this old Taoist Horse Immortal is a yellow horse disciple who has been cultivating for more than two hundred years, but at this time, that yellow skin has already been on the body of other horse immortals, so he can only ask other horse immortals to come to help his own disciple.

I don't have any opinion on this, after all, the magic power of the horse fairy is high, and it is not easy to deal with a stinky boy?

When the Horse Immortal came to take over the management of Lao Dao's body, this Lao Dao couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart, because he felt that the Horse Immortal who came this time was even stronger than the yellow skin of his apprentice.

With the upper body of Ma Xian, the body of this old Taoist has gradually changed, this change is the same as when Ma Daxian invited the gods to go to the upper body before, the whole person's neck extends to a meter long, looking down on everyone, almost hitting the ceiling.

Yang Cai was almost frightened and fainted, and Yang Jianhao also retreated again and again, protecting Yang Cai behind him.