Momentum matters.

Even if this demonic power is already empty, it can't be admitted!

Little Black Jiaojing is a good interpretation, what is called hard!

The-for-tat confrontation with Wu Zhi was exchanged for Wu Zhi's more crazy attack.

"Black goblin, I want your body to be as hard as your mouth. Wu Zhi laughed.

Xiao Heijiao was so angry that her nostrils smoked, and she jumped to her feet and said, "I warn you so much, I'm not a black goblin!"

Wu Zhi said disappreciably: "Then what are you?"

"I'm not a thing?"

Poor little black girl, a tendon brain really can't stand the toss, and the little black girl who is extremely angry wants to overdraw her demonic power.

Fortunately, Yuan Daozi stopped him in time on the side and said, "Xiao Hei, don't be fooled, can't you see that this guy is deliberately provoking you again?"

Xiao Hei Jiaojing's black face was lame, and a ball of fire was pressed in his heart and there was nowhere to release, and Xiao Hei Jiaojing said in a deep voice: "Daochang Yuan, I'm so uncomfortable, if I don't beat him, I can't get this breath." ”

Yuan Daozi looked at Zhao Xian'er on the other side again, this girl couldn't last long, so she had to sigh and said: "Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, this guy is too evil, we can't stop it." ”

"Old Yuan, what do you mean, let them go?" Zhao Xian'er didn't agree.

Xiao Hei Jiaojing also shook her head and said, "No, how can you let them go!"

Yuan Daozi said helplessly: "Don't be here two of you, take advantage of the fact that the demon power has not been completely used up, hurry up and run away." ”

Zhao Xian'er and the little black spirit had a look on their faces that they could not be killed, as goblins, they were still a little proud and self-respecting, and the word "escape" did not exist in their dictionary.

"No, you have to run away by yourself!"

Zhao Xian'er and Xiao Hei Jiaojing showed a resolute attitude, forcing Yuan Daozi to stay and fight for his life.

"Well, since you want to mess around, then I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman. After Yuan Daozi sighed, he forcibly operated the Inner Dan that had just formed in his body, mobilized the true qi in his body, and prepared to fight for his life with these guys from the Northern Witch Sect.

The eight witch gods are still strong, and Wu Zhi is even more confident.

It's a wonderful feeling to turn the frustration against Xu Feng into a domineering sense of oppression.

"Do you want to fight for your life, hehe, that sect leader will fulfill you!" Wu Zhi raised his hands, and the eight witch gods received the order, and soon rushed towards Yuan Daozi, Zhao Xian'er, and Xiao Heijiaojing.

Wu Zhi also played several evil spirits, wanting to quickly resolve the battle.

Yuan Daozi stood in front of him with a gossip bronze mirror, silently reciting the Daomen mantra in his mouth, and the true qi on his body quickly formed a barrier in front of him to resist the evil qi.

Evil Qi and True Qi collide in mid-air, and neither of them obeys the other, eroding each other. Melt.

The end result is, of course, the stronger side wins.

Yuan Daozi's internal strength cultivation is a little worse than Wu Zhi's, and the power of true qi is naturally worse than the power of evil qi.

All the true qi was melted by the evil qi, and the evil qi rushed and hit Yuan Daozi directly in the chest.

Yuan Daozi's body was hit hard, his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, if Yuan Daozi hadn't pressed it hard, this blood would have spurted out.

The head can be broken and the blood can be shed, and the face cannot be lost.

Yuan Daozi held on to death, but internal injuries were inevitable.

Xiao Hei Jiaojing stretched out her hand to support Yuan Daozi, and as soon as her hand touched Yuan Daozi's body, she found something unusual, Yuan Daozi's body was cold and piercing, and there were two forces strung in his body.

Xiao Hei Jiaojing said nervously: "Daoist Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Daozi said stiffly: "Xiao Hei, don't be quiet, I was injured and also hit by evil qi, this guy is very strong, you can't fight him, let's hurry up and escape." ”

"Daoist Yuan, you're here again, run away with a hammer, and you're done. Xiao Heijiao chattered.

Wu Zhi's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said shyly: "Hehe, don't die, stinky Taoist priest, you have an evil qi on your body, if you don't want to die, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy." ”

"Hmph, don't think about it, you want me to kneel and beg for mercy, you dream!" Yuan Daozi replied stiffly, and he also made a decision in his heart.

It's a big deal that the spirit is out of the body, and he fights with Wu Zhi to break the net.

"Yes, beat him, who is afraid of whom!" Xiao Hei Jiaojing and Zhao Xian'er said in unison.

Wu Zhi smiled cruelly: "Okay, since you are all in such a hurry to reincarnate, then okay, I will send you on the road." ”

"Give it to me!"

The eight witch gods rushed up, and several evil qi rushed to their faces.

"Woohoo!"

Just when the scene was precarious, there was a sound of pneumatic and sword roaring behind him, and more than a dozen sword qi flew in the void, dissolving the evil qi that Wu Zhi had hit.

The eight witch gods were also temporarily forced back by the rain of swords in the sky.

"What's going on?" Xiao Hei Jiaojing and Zhao Xian'er asked as they looked up at the sword rain in the sky.

Yuan Daozi frowned and said: "Qi leads to sword movement, this is the immortal cultivation kung fu in the world." ”

"A cultivator in the world?" Wu Zhi also frowned, these heavenly sword rains brought him great pressure.

Although Wu Zhi is conceited, he is not arrogant and ignorant, and he can dissolve his evil spirit, and these people who come must not be low.

If the cultivators in the human world actually come in greedily, then this matter is tricky.

After Wu Zhi weighed it in his heart, he quickly made a decision, leaving Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, and it was important to slip away first.

As for finding the Daomen to settle accounts, let's talk about it later!

Wuzhi is all the hope of the Northern Witch Sect, it doesn't matter if the elders are dead, it doesn't matter if the eight generals of the Qilin are all hung up, just go back and recruit troops.

What Wu Zhi cares about is how to lead the Northern Witch Sect to the top.

Wu Zhi's figure turned into a cloud of black qi and quickly disappeared in everyone's eyes.

"Hey, fuck, that stinky shameless guy actually ran away. Xiao Heijiao scolded with a tiger face, he was still waiting to arrest Wu Zhi and hang him.

Zhao Xian'er swept her eyes and said, "Pull it down, if this guy doesn't run, you still expect to beat him?"

As soon as Wu Zhi ran, no one gave orders, and the eight witch gods became headless flies with no one to command.

The cultivators who arrived later unleashed a few more sword qi and forced the witch god back, leaving eight corpses on the ground with broken bones and meridians.

Yuan Daozi turned to look at the dozens of human cultivators who came, and politely arched his hand: "Thank you for saving you for your righteousness!"

Xiao Hei Jiaojing and Zhao Xian'er also arched their hands politely, looking at these dozens of people with curious eyes.

"You're welcome, I'm here to help Xu Feng. Murong Youhai and Long Chenfei responded politely.

Yuan Daozi was suddenly shocked and said, "Do you know Uncle Zu?"

"This Dao Master, the Ancestor Uncle you are talking about is Xu Feng?" Long Chenfei asked in surprise.

A middle-aged Taoist priest in his forties calls a young man Uncle Zushi, which is really unbelievable.