The immortal tiger roared and said hello, and as soon as it came up, it was a chain of extremely poisonous tiger claws, which surprised many people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ma Chao scratched the back of his head and pointed to the two masters who were fighting together:

"Fellow Daoists, is the pace of the master duel so fast now?"

Zhang Yadong also frowned and said:

"In the past, the masters fought the method, and the two sides were quite thoughtful before the fight, and then first talk about their own experience of the way of heaven, and then talk about the way of the world. But this ...... How did they just start fighting?"

At this time, Fu Yuxin said one of the few reasonable words in his life:

"If there is still hatred in your heart, then there is actually no difference between the metaphysical masters and the ruffians who have made a fight, as the saying goes, there is no killing without buying and selling......

Well, although what he said at the end was a little sour.

The tiger claws of the tiger roared without even touching the corners of the old road's clothes, and the old man, who looked weak, just twisted his waist, stretched his legs again, and got out of the claw shadows in the sky. He stood in the distance independently, his wilted beard was blown messily in the mountain wind, and he was a bit of a nobleman.

"It's still the same sentence, Tiger Roaring Heavenly Daoist, your Dao is too low, it's better to change your family's high Dao to come out and talk to the old Dao!"

But Lao Dao's words undoubtedly angered Tiger Roaring even more, and he roared and pounced towards Lao Dao again. But no matter how hard his tiger claws were and how fierce his moves were, Lao Dao just twisted his waist and stretched his legs, and dodged all his attacks. Although Lao Dao didn't fight back, Hu Xiaotian couldn't even touch the corners of people's clothes, and he was very faceless.

And among the colleagues present, there are not no masters. There was an older Izuma Immortal who frowned and thought for a while, and then exclaimed:

"Tiger roars...... Ten years ago, there was a bloody case in Linji, and many people were killed because of it, and the third master Hu gathered soldiers and horses, and took more than ten immortals who were the highest in the entire Northeast Dao to Lingji to search for half a month, and this is the culprit ...... caught."

After being reminded by this colleague, other colleagues also remembered:

"Yes, yes! Back then, everyone was spreading that this Tiger Roaring Heaven was not an immortal of the righteous path, but an immortal family who cultivated evil paths, so his mana was a little more powerful than that of the righteous path immortal! I heard that he had been good all these years, and he still didn't know where to go, so I didn't expect him to go up to the hall of Mr. Xiashan......

There was also a fellow practitioner next to him who pouted and said:

"Mr. Xiashan's hall is not a tall place, and the immortal family who cultivates the evil path and returns to the right path finally goes to his hall at least eighty percent!"

Okay, it turns out that Mr. Xiashan can rank among the Horse Immortals in the entire Northeast, and the combat effectiveness is at the forefront because he has sheltered these Outer Five Path Immortals who have cultivated evil ways and have great mana. I think that this Tiger Roar is in his hall, and he is specialized in fighting with others.

But even the Tiger Roaring Sky that had caused a lot of trouble in Lin Ji and forced the third master to personally take someone to clean it up, his tiger claws never touched the old way from beginning to end.

So Tiger Roar was furious.

"Ahhh

After saying that, the Tiger Roaring Sky Tiger Claw struck twice in succession, and then retreated. Lao Dao was just dodging him from beginning to end, so he didn't stop Lao Dao when he retreated.

After the tiger roared back, the five hearts to the sky sat on the ground. To be honest, this Tiger Roaring Sky is not like an immortal family at all, he is a living bandit at all. The characteristics of the immortal family's self-cultivation are more reflected in Hei Ye than in him. If it weren't for the fact that some fellow Daoist recognized him as an immortal, I would have thought that the evil god had gone up to Mr. Xiashan's body.

Tiger Roar sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a hand we didn't recognize. The abilities of the immortals are different, but there are always commonalities in the same clan of Huhuang, white, willow and gray. But few of them can understand the skills of these Outer Five Path Immortal Families. After all, there are very few people who are willing to seek skin with the tiger, and most of them still worship the Zhengwulu Immortal family in peace.

Zhang Yadong squinted his eyes, looked at Tiger Xiaotian's hand, and spit out two words from his mouth:

"Ghost ......"

I don't know how he understands it, but Zhang Yadong is right!

Tiger roared and looked up to the sky and shouted:

"Wow,, give it to me!"

With a long roar, more than a dozen ghosts covered in green light gathered from all directions, bringing a cold and fishy wind.

The glaucoma ghost curled up on my shoulders and said to me:

"Boy, each of these ghosts is no worse than the Yin soldiers we faced before. ”

Legend has it that a person who is bitten to death by a tiger will not be reincarnated after death, but will become a ghost and help the tiger to catch people and eat them. And because the ghosts are all killed horizontally, and they absorb the bloody breath of the tiger, it is difficult to deal with the ghosts, and the ferocity is no worse than that of ordinary evil ghosts. Of course, the ghost of the tiger roaring is naturally extraordinary.

And more than a dozen ghosts pounced on the old road together, and some of our fellow Daoists exclaimed.

"It's over, it's over, the old way is dead, this time both the master and apprentice are here......"

"My old immortal said that these ghosts have formed a formation, and no one can deal with them......"

“…… Where is this still an immortal technique, this is simply a demonic method!"

However, Hu Xiaotian glared at him and said that he was a fellow Dao method, and the person didn't say a word.

And more than a dozen ghosts can really tear people to pieces.

When the old Taoist priest saw more than a dozen ghosts rushing towards him together, he laughed instead of anger:

"If you keep punching and kicking me, I really don't have anything to say hello to, but since you let the ghost go, then don't blame me!"

After speaking, Lao Dao didn't dodge or dodge, and took out something from his sleeve, which was a small copper basin with no patterns on it.

Lao Dao put the copper basin on the ground, then squatted down, and took out two handfuls of yellow paper from the other sleeve - yes, the yellow paper burned in the grave, not the newspaper. He shook the yellow paper in his two hands, and the paper burned on its own.

Lao Dao put the burning yellow paper into the copper basin, and the firelight illuminated his face, just as the fire of the burning paper also illuminated the face of the dead Zhang Mingchao.

"Alas, dust to dust, earth to earth, ghosts to the underworld, yellow paper leads to the road, go ......"

After Lao Dao finished saying these words, the handful of yellow paper he had just lit happened to turn into paper ashes. Lao Dao was not afraid of being hot, so he grabbed a handful of paper ashes and threw it towards the ghosts.

I hurriedly let the Qingguang Ghost open my eyes, and then I saw that the handful of paper ashes raised by Lao Dao had turned into a large handful of dark money, and there was a faint light on these dark money.

After the money touched the ghost, it stuck to the ghost, and a few pieces of money stuck to the ghost as if it weighed a thousand catties, and the ghost couldn't move.

Lao Dao raised another handful of paper ashes and sighed:

"Let's get on the road......"

Then from the dark money he raised this time, two ghosts came out, and they took away more than a dozen ghosts very skillfully.