Xu Youcai clearly sent the words to my ears sentence by sentence, making me feel that he was not going to fight, but to die.

He was obviously full of confidence on the wooden table before, but now he has changed his appearance, and he must have noticed that this Maoshan Ghost Dao is stronger than him.

Seeing that Xu Youcai's eyes began to redden, I shook my head and said:

"Master, you won't lose......"

Xu Youcai didn't care about me anymore, and resolutely turned around to look at Maoshan Ghost Road.

"Where?"

Ghost Dao was very patient, so he leaned against the door of the ancestral hall, he turned his head to look at the ancestral hall, and said with a grin:

"Your ancestral hall is good, right here, outside me, inside you. ”

Xu Youcai nodded solemnly, and then walked directly to the long table and stood in the center.

Ghost Dao stared at Xu Youcai and smiled, and walked out of the courtyard in accordance with the rules.

At this time, Xu Youcai had already buried his head and began to sort out his magic weapons.

He didn't even raise his head, and said to me indifferently:

"Go to the back room and bring me the magic box under the bed. ”

Finally there was something to do, and I hurried obediently and briskly to the back room.

The back room is where Xu Youcai lives, it is very simple and narrow, I squatted down and buried my head to look under the bed, but found it empty, where is there a magic box?

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, so I quickly stood up.

At this point, the door to the back room was slammed shut.

Despite my anxious rush as fast as I could, the door was locked from the outside.

Anxious and puzzled, I knocked on the door and shouted:

"Master, what are you going to do?"

However, I only saw Xu Youcai's back through the crack in the door.

He resolutely walked in front of his altar and solemnly put on the robe and robe that he didn't often wear.

After everything was ready, Xu Youcai took the lead in picking up a large handful of glutinous rice mixed with white noodles, and threw it on the table with his raised hand.

With the white flour that had not yet fallen, Xu Youcai had words in his mouth, and several stacks of charms were bounced up in the air by the slapping table, and instantly spontaneously combusted without fire, "Oop, Oo, ......" A few sounds, like burning bullets, shot out of the courtyard.

I only heard the sound of "boom, boom, ......boom" outside the courtyard, and then all the candles in the ancestral hall were extinguished.

At the moment when the ancestral hall darkened, a white-robed imp, holding a sharp long knife, rushed to Xu Youcai again.

Xu Youcai was not in a hurry, calmly grabbed a black net from the altar, and quickly raised his hand to spread it at the moment when the little ghost rushed over.

The little ghost rushed into the black net, although his face was distorted and he let out a fierce scream, he still rushed towards Xu Youcai with a long knife.

Seeing this, Xu Youcai first jumped up, stepped on the altar, opened the long knife with a peachwood sword, and then spilled a bowl of chicken blood.

Suddenly, the sound of "zila la" sounded, and the little ghost emitted violent black smoke all over his body, and fell to the ground like a fish that had just been caught, shaking constantly.

Xu Youcai showed no mercy, offered a spell with his backhand, and lit a flame with a slight pinch.

He threw the charm at the white-clothed imp, and it suddenly burned like alcohol on fire.

I heard the Maoshan ghost road outside the door shouting:

"You're so cruel, dare you kill my little ghost?"

Xu Youcai stared at the outside of the courtyard with resolute eyes, and said indifferently:

"Evil sect crooked, dare to talk about cruelty? I killed it today to free it!"

Although I couldn't see the situation outside the courtyard, I could feel that the old man was already angry, and he said again and again:

"Good, good, good...... You...... Good!"

I don't know how to cast the magic of the old way of Maoshan I saw Xu Youcai's eyes suddenly widen, and he slapped a stack of charms from the long table again as if he was facing a great enemy.

When the spell flew up, it had already spontaneously combusted in the air, and Xu Youcai used the peachwood sword to pass along the center of the spell, and in an instant, the peachwood sword turned into a fire sword.

Slightly because it was inconvenient to perform behind the long table, Xu Youcai jumped up and jumped to the front of the long table.

At this moment, I saw the blue handwriting charm floating in mid-air.

This seems to be what Maoshan Ghost Dao is good at, just like Xu Youcai is good at fire talismans.

At first, two floodlight charms floated in, and then, one after the other, the speed became faster and faster.

I even felt the old man standing outside the courtyard, writing with his fingers.

Xu Youcai used the peachwood sword wearing the fire talisman to keep dancing and transferring his body.

Every time he blocked a blue light spell, his arm trembled, sparks flew everywhere, and after blocking five or six spells in a row, I clearly saw that the hand he was holding the sword was already bleeding along the tiger's mouth.

A wave of nearly twenty blue light spells, although they were all blocked by Xu Youcai, the hand holding the sword was already blurred with flesh and blood.

And the old road of Maoshan outside the courtyard has not stopped attacking, and he once again drove the two white-clothed imps.

This time the imps were different from before, and when they rushed in, they seemed to be surrounded by many spirits whose faces could not be seen clearly.

I heard the whole ancestral hall crying wolf in an instant, as if I had entered hell, and all kinds of screams were incessant, and people were disturbed to hear it.

Xu Youcai's thin body stood straight in the center of the ancestral hall.

He didn't dodge, nor did he go to the altar to get the magic weapon again, but stared at the courtyard and sneered, then gritted his teeth and said:

"The souls of tens of thousands of imps have been ruined by you like this, damn it!

As the last word was finished, Xu Youcai violently lifted his robe, only to see that a large group of charms had been hidden in front of his body and stomach.

These charms formed a circle on his chest, and when he looked closely, they were still gently rotating along his dantian.

After only a second of exposure, these talismans suddenly burst into flames, and Xu Youcai's entire upper body was covered by the flames of the talismans, and now it was more of a fireball than a fire talisman.

The old man outside the courtyard hurriedly shouted:

"We are all cultivators, but we all have our own aspirations, so why bother you to die?"

As soon as Lao Dao finished speaking, he saw that Xu Youcai was like a *, and suddenly "boom!", making a strong explosion sound.

I just felt a wave of heat coming, and even though I was hiding in the house, I was shaken back.

In addition to the burning sensation outside the body, countless screams came from the ears, and the screams soon stopped abruptly and fell into silence.

I clutched my arm that had fallen to the ground and struggled to get up.

At this time, the door of the inner room was cracked, and I stepped forward, kicked the door to pieces, and then bent down and hurried to the ancestral hall.

When I looked up, I was stunned......

The ancestral hall was in shambles, all the idols had collapsed, the ground was littered with broken debris, and by the light of the fire, I saw a cloud of black smoke in the air, drifting towards the roof.

I held the ring knife and walked slowly to the ancestral hall, and shouted in pain in my heart:

"Master?"

No one in the ancestral hall answered me, but behind me, some movement outside the courtyard came to my ears.

I turned my head and found a man covered in burnt cloth and unkempt like a madman, standing up with a peachwood sword......