"That's really the case!" Zhang Ming couldn't help but gasp: "This old way is really bad! Not only did he feed the ginseng fruit with a living person, but he also made a puppet from a living person...... How many people have this old way harmed!"

"It's a pity that you met me today!" Zhang Ming sneered: "Count you unlucky!"

After the six-eared macaque narrowly dodged a heavy blow from the old way, he began to try to manipulate these unjust souls—that mantra really worked, and these unjust souls really accepted the control of his mind! Zhang Ming himself couldn't believe it: "There won't be fraud, right?"

But the effect is indeed real, and it is by no means illusory! The six-eared macaque was immediately ecstatic: "If you can really control these unjust souls, you can easily break this high-level immortal in front of you! And if it can be used by me...... My level ......"

Thinking of this, the six-eared macaque almost burst out laughing, and he immediately pulled the unjust soul to his side with his mind as quickly as he could—he really pulled out the old man's body at once, along with the illusory ginseng fruit!

"Huh?" Lao Dao, who was attacking with all his might, was startled and quickly looked at his lower abdomen.

Perhaps it was too unexpected for him to react for a moment. Taking advantage of this gap, the six-eared macaque silently recited the mantra, and his mind was running with all his might, and in an instant, he put all the unjust souls and ginseng fruits into his lower abdomen!

"Ahh But the power of his mind plummeted! so low that he could no longer compete with the six-eared macaque.

This made it very easy for the six-eared macaque to cut off his mental power with a single sword!

"Huh?" The six-eared macaque didn't expect it to be so easy, and thought it would be an unusually fierce scramble: "Why did his mental power suddenly become so weak? Could it be because he didn't have these unjust souls and ginseng fruits?"

This really made the six-eared macaque guess correctly -- Lao Dao suddenly not only lost his mana, but also his level dropped greatly! As soon as he dropped below the "fairyland"! At this time, he even lost the spirit of a "great immortal" in his eyes, and could only look at the six-eared macaque with a weak gaze.

"Oh!" the six-eared macaque now understood everything - it turned out that this old way had not reached the "fairyland" at all, but relied on these unjust souls and ginseng fruits to make himself have the mana of the "fairyland"!

Lao Dao no longer had the majesty he had just had, he looked up at the six-eared macaque, his body involuntarily retreating, his face full of fear - he had completely given up using the power of his mind. The power of his mind is too small and too small compared to a great immortal like a six-eared macaque!

Suddenly, Lao Dao turned around sharply and ran desperately. But his speed at this time is too slow, too slow!

The six-eared macaque was so easy now, in stark contrast to the moment he had just fought for his life - he only had to move lightly to catch it. Holding it in your hand is like holding a chicken! Even the six-eared macaque itself can't accept it, just now it was so powerful and terrifying, how can it be like this in the blink of an eye!

"That's not right!" The six-eared macaque suddenly gasped: "Didn't he pretend to be like this on purpose?" and then attacked me...... Thinking of this, the six-eared macaque hurriedly threw away the old way.

Lao Dao was "released", he glanced at the six-eared macaque strangely, although he didn't understand the reason, but he still instinctively fled quickly.

"Hmm, that's not right!" the six-eared macaque stepped forward and grabbed it again, and then with a hard hand in his hand, Lao Dao's shoulder bone suddenly shattered!

The pain made Lao Dao howl like a pig.

"Hmm-" Now the six-eared macaque is relieved - the old way has indeed lost its level!

"Great Immortal spare life...... Lao Dao trembled in the hands of the six-eared macaque, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Where's the antidote?" asked the six-eared macaque.

"What antidote?oh, here, in ......" Lao Dao raised his eyes and looked at the six-eared macaque: "If I can hand over the antidote, can Daxian spare my life?"

"Hmm-" The six-eared macaque nodded, "What do I want your life for?"

"Okay, thank you!" Lao Dao hurriedly thanked him, and then his heart moved, and a small bottle flew out of his bag and floated in front of him.

The six-eared macaque looked at the vial, and paid attention to the old way—he had to guard against the old way of playing "tricks".

Lao Dao smiled helplessly.

The six-eared macaque eliminated the divine thoughts left by the old Tao on the vial, and deepened his thoughts into it, and the six-eared macaque's face suddenly changed - there was only one pill in the bottle!

"You're fooling me?" the six-eared macaque glared at Lao Dao, his eyes sharp.

Lao Dao shuddered all over, and hurriedly pleaded: "I only have this one pill for this medicine!"

"Nonsense!" the six-eared macaque shouted, "How can you only dispense one pill?"

"It's true!" Lao Dao was anxious: "This medicine is very difficult to match, and it will be very good if you can match this pill......" Lao Dao was hoarse and tried his best to confess.

The six-eared macaque sneered: "One pill can't spare your life!"

Lao Dao was even more trembling: "Daxian, you said okay, as long as I take out the antidote, you can spare my life! Poor Dao only has one pill, I will give it all to you!"

"Do you really only have one?" As soon as the six-eared macaque grabbed the old Taoist Heavenly Spirit, he had to perform the technique of "soul searching".

"Ahh

"Oh?" this was a bit of a surprise to the six-eared macaque, and he immediately sneered, "Then I'll try!" said as he cast a spell.

"Great Immortal, wait!" Lao Dao saw that a trick didn't work, so he was even more anxious and afraid, and he hurriedly made another move: "If you forcibly search for souls, I will blow up my body, so that you can't get anything!"

"Oh?" the six-eared macaque smiled again, "Do you still have the guts?"

"Yes!" Lao Dao's eyes were firm: "The suffering of soul searching, the poor Dao can't stand it! One pill, although it is not much, but it is enough to save one person! Why should the great immortal be so embarrassed by the poor Dao?"

"You've hurt so many people, but you've only let me save one?"

"Those who have buried the roots of the tree have long since become wasted! Even if they are untied, they are still wasted! This antidote should be used for those who have not fed the roots!" he glanced at the six-eared macaque with the rest of his eyes.

"Oh-" The six-eared macaque sought an antidote, but in fact, it was only to save one person, Yu'er. Who knows if the other people are good or bad?

Thinking of this, the six-eared macaque let go of his hand slightly: "Okay, I'll believe you once! If this medicine can't be used, I will never spare you!"

"Don't worry, I'll vouch for my life!" Old Dao kowtowed to the six-eared macaque and ran away.

"Let the tiger return to the mountain?" Zhang Ming stared at the disappearing back of Lao Dao, and shook his head gently: "Is it a big mistake to let this person go?" Then, he shook his head again: "This person's mana has lost a lot, what else is there to scruple about?"