When the rain girl heard the old way's evaluation, her heart was hot.

Can an old lady become an NB character?

Wei Shaoyu nodded, he didn't understand anything about Taoism.

came to the Fang market at the foot of the mountain, and a few people had a good meal.

Then several people returned to the Valley of the Ghost King.

But as soon as he returned to the valley, he found that the sound of fighting was heard in the valley.

Wei Shaoyu and the others hurriedly ran over.

At this time, the valley was already in chaos. All kinds of demons and ghosts are beaten into a pot of porridge.

The ghosts and the terrible howls were intertwined, and it became a battlefield like Shura's purgatory.

Huge ghost cars slammed back and forth in the sky, and hideous demons tore each other's arms and heads off each other.

Wei Shaoyu and the others went straight through the battlefield and ran towards the courtyard of the wine swallowing boy and others.

By this time, it was clear that the area had been hit hard by the war, and the entire sky had darkened, with strong winds howling and torrential rain and hail rolling down at the same time.

Lao Dao hurriedly played a spell, forming a translucent protective shield to protect Wei Shaoyu and the others.

"Dao Immortal!"

At this time, a figure who was fighting in the sky jumped down quickly and landed beside Lao Dao, it was the Star Bear Boy.

"What's going on??"

Lao Dao hurriedly asked.

"It's the Weasel, he's been found, we found news of him outside, the Ibaraki boy went outside to catch him, he got the news, and he actually came back first and wanted revenge!"

The Star Bear Boy hurriedly explained.

Sure enough, in the wind in mid-air, a huge ghost was fighting a monstrous ghost.

The phantom wore an ugly mask, and its body resembled that of a very bloated woman, but its form was more like a pile of marshmallows.

It's a bit ethereal.

And the hideous demon opposite him was obviously the true body of Jiu Tun.

At this time, the wine swallowing boy was controlling a huge gourd, and ten black bone balls the size of a human head erupted from this gourd, and I don't know what it was refined.

But the ball was powerful, and every impact carried a tremendous amount of force and speed. The scythe didn't seem to dare to carry it at all.

However, although the ancient bridge was very strong, there was no way to hurt the sickle, and the body of the sickle was as slippery as a loach, especially in the wind, and it was like a fish in water.

And the attack of the sickle should not be underestimated, hundreds of invisible wind blades were frantically cutting in the wind, and several huge wounds had already appeared on the gourd of the wine swallowing boy and his body. These blades are formless, but they are very powerful.

"It's the power of the Mixed Yuan Bead. ”

Lao Dao could feel that the attack of this sickle contained the terrifying power of the Mixed Yuan Bead.

Originally, the Mixed Yuan Bead was just an ordinary magic weapon.

The Dao Sect Ancestor sealed the power of the law into the Mixed Yuan Bead. No one can use the power in it, only the secret art of the Dao Gate.

But the Mixed Yuan Bead is still a magic weapon with very strong mana. The Weasel had apparently found some means to control the mana of the Mixed Orb.

"Scythe, hand over the Mixed Yuan Bead, spare you from death!"

Lao Dao shouted.

Wei Shaoyu frowned for a while, this old way is too blind.

Isn't it very simple to kill and grab it?

At this time, the scythe in mid-air suddenly turned down and withdrew from the battle circle with the drunken boy.

"Mixed Yuan Pearl, it turned out to be for Mixed Yuan Pearl! Huaxia Daoist, you want to snatch my Mixed Yuan Pearl, right?"

The voice of the scythe is eerie, sometimes shrill and sometimes hoarse and low, in a process of constant gradation, as if it were not a human voice.

Obviously, they originally called here, and they didn't know that they were looking for them because they knew it was the Mixed Yuan Zhu, and they only thought that it was the Ibaraki boy who was looking for their trouble.

"Your Mixed Yuan Bead, Mixed Yuan Bead is the treasure of my Dao Sect, how did it become yours?"

Lao Dao said angrily.

"The treasure of the Daomen??ridiculous! This is the sacred object that our weasel has passed down from generation to generation, and it is the totem of the sickle! How did it become the treasure of your Daomen? You are not qualified to covet our treasure!"

As he spoke, Lian Weasel's words were murderous, and he seemed to be a little unable to accept Lao Dao's questioning of the origin of their mixed Yuan Zhu.

"It's another self-defeating thing, I'll let you understand today whose treasure it is!"

The star bear boy said with some concern:

"Dao Immortal, please respectfully invite Grandpa Zhong, as long as Grandpa Zhong is here, the Weasel must not be an opponent, and we can't beat the Weasel in the wind. ”

"Hmph, you Master Zhong doesn't care about the wind, you can't beat him in the wind, I'll stop his wind!"

Lao Dao shouted violently, and then his hands quickly sealed, and he shouted loudly in his mouth:

"Liuding Liujia, listen to my edict, Zhenwu will stop the wind and thunder hide, decide!"

Rumble!

After Lao Dao shouted, twelve figures appeared in the sky in an instant, and only appeared for a few tenths of a second like a thunderbolt, but Wei Shaoyu vaguely saw it.

It should be six men and six women.

Each of the twelve people made a strange gesture.

At first glance, the wind between heaven and earth slowly stopped, and the rain, thunder, and storm suddenly quieted down, and the speed was shocking.

Almost instantly, the scythe in mid-air screamed.

"What!? How is this possible!"

The shape of the sickle has appeared, no longer as illusory and hazy as a marshmallow, but into a bloated youkai flying in the air.

He desperately manipulated the Wind Blade to attack, but there was no wind around him, let alone the Wind Blade.

At this time, the scythe did not hesitate any longer, turned around and was about to run, but there was no wind, and he was really slow enough.

was swallowed back by the wine behind him.

"I want to run!"

The wine swallowed the scythe's feet and neck, and slammed into the boulder of the courtyard, and suddenly he fell like a dead dog, and exploded on the ground.

His bloated body spread out, and dozens of small monsters the size of a human head ran out of it.

These pocket monsters look like foxes, with heads, tails and bodies, and they are lying on the ground one by one.

In the arms of one of them, he held a large golden bead.

"Bring it!"

Lao Dao saw this golden bead at a glance, it was the mixed yuan bead!

"Give it back! That's mine!"

The little scythe holding the beads, like a child who has been robbed of a lollipop, jumped to his feet and screamed.

"Do you want me to trample him to death?"

The drunken boy asked at Lao Dao.

"No, without the Mixed Yuan Bead, they won't be harmful. And isn't the sickle a kind of Fulu monster in your country? Killing the Fulu youkai will cost you a long life, so let's let them go. ”

After all, Lao Dao is still very kind. And he just got back the mixed yuan beads, and he was in a good mood.

Fulu monster, folded life?

Wei Shaoyu quipped: "Master Dao, you are a feudal superstition." ”

Old Dao: "............"