The spiritual power storm raged in the cramped room, and Song Zhong's years of hard work were ruined, and Bai Wanggui didn't raise his eyelids, and there was mockery on the corners of his lips. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't expect that there would still be such scum among the human Taoist priests now, refining magic weapons with unjust souls and sacrificing babies.

Song Zhong's eyes were red, his old nest was smashed and smashed, and he didn't even see who the enemy was, which made him anxious and angry.

"Master, are you okay?"

There was an anxious shout outside, and Song Zhong opened his mouth to answer, only to find that the entire room was in the enchantment.

This time he ran into a hard stubble, Song Zhong suppressed his anger and begged for mercy again: "Your Excellency, be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future, below is the disciple of the Blood Eagle Ancestor." If you hurt my gender, my ancestor will not give up! ”

At the time of life and death, Song Zhong raised the name of his grandfather in a vain attempt to scare off the enemy.

If you really count it, he is just the disciple of the Blood Eagle Ancestor, and he has never even seen the face of the ancestor, and now he is just bluffing.

This demon will kill himself if he commits many injustices, and he forgot to return to the original and didn't want to show up.

After hearing him mention the Blood Eagle Ancestor, he snorted and wrapped himself in a black robe.

"You are the apprentice of the Blood Eagle Ancestor?"

In Song Zhong's eyes, the black-robed man's voice was cold without a trace of temperature, and his body exuded a chilling majestic momentum.

The enemy has been under his nose for so long, and he didn't even notice it?!

The unfathomable depth of the black-robed man made Song Zhong tremble and fear in the depths of his soul.

The righteous family claims to be righteous, and before making a move, there will be a noise, and in the fight, there must be a trial in the end.

Song Zhong was not afraid of the Shangdaomen, but against the black-robed people who were both righteous and evil, he only felt that his life was under the control of the other party.

"Have you ever heard of the name of an ancestor? If Song has offended you, I am willing to come to the door to apologize and give a generous gift, and please show mercy to your subordinates. ”

Song Zhong can bend and stretch, apologize first without asking the reason, and his waist is about to break.

Bai Wanggui's smooth chin rose slightly, and his tone was slightly warmer: "It's an old man, I haven't seen you for many years, I don't know where the Blood Eagle Ancestor is?" ”

His tone really couldn't hear the joy and anger, and Song Zhong pondered and returned: "The ancestor is in retreat, and he will be able to come out in the next two years." If you are interested, you can leave your name, and Song will tell you. ”

A chuckle escaped from Bai Wanggui's lips, and the entire room was instantly enveloped in his aura.

It turned out to be a disciple of the Blood Eagle Ancestor, but I didn't expect that person to be full of evil, and he could still live until now, and he didn't know how many killings he had saved in his hands.

Intuition told Bai Wanggui that the Scattered Demon Pill might not be able to escape from the Blood Eagle Ancestor

Such a scum can't be left behind, and the new and old grudges that have lasted for hundreds of years should be put to an end.

The disciples and grandsons of the Blood Eagle Ancestor are not good people, and Bai Wanggui acted decisively and waved his hand towards Song Zhong.

Song Zhong was stunned, staring at the beads of his eyes and standing in place.

After only a moment's effort, Bai forgot to disappear, leaving only one sentence: "There is a wrong, there is a debtor, don't harm the innocent." ”

After he finished speaking, the entire room rolled up into a storm out of thin air, and countless unjust souls poured in from all directions, rushing towards Song Zhong.

The faces of the unjust souls were hideous, their limbs were mutilated, and their terrifying appearance made people's hearts palpitate, and they rushed to bite and tear Song Zhong.

The attack of the unjust soul did not leave a trace on Song Zhong's body, but his face became weaker and weaker, and his body turned blue and bled from his seven orifices.

In just a moment, Song Zhong's heart was cut off and he fell to the ground with a bang, knocking down a one-person-high blue and white porcelain vase.

Those unjust souls have no object of revenge, and they are about to disperse and make trouble.

A powerful aura suddenly surged, trapping them together, and the person who had just released them laughed: "Come where you come, go where you go, don't get involved in cause and effect." ”

As the words fell, these ghosts and ghosts slowly returned to their former appearance, and their souls gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

Bai Wanggui withdrew the ban and was about to leave, when Song Zhong's disciples and disciples broke into the door and saw him fall to the ground, one by one ghosts crying wolves, snorting and making phone calls.

His disciples and grandchildren are more or less stained with black gas, and their faces are also imprisoned, and retribution is probably just around the corner.

Bai Wanggui did not compete with the Heavenly Dao for merit, and when he flicked his sleeves and withdrew, a vast and small cry sounded.

He frowned and took two steps, his cry not only getting weaker and weaker, but also looking bad.

Seeing that death would hurt Tianhe if he didn't save him, Bai Wanggui sighed and took Hao Hao out of a small room.

Song Zhong is dead, and his spell naturally fails, but Hao Hao is too young to withstand this toss.

Bai Wanggui saw that his breath was dying, and he impatiently used his aura to nourish his body, Haohao's face became ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he no longer cried.

"Trouble."

He took Hao Hao back to the villa, put him on a chair with his aura, and went upstairs alone.

In the living room, Zhou Xinya, who had regained her senses, was crying beside her parents, reading Haohao in her mouth.

There was no more unjust spirits, and the lights came on again, and it was dim and yellow.

A group of people are injured and sick, and the hearts of people are particularly desolate.

Fu Yue didn't know how to comfort Zhou Xinya, and looked at the direction of the chair with a melancholy look, just witnessing the scene of the great change in life.

She stood up in shock and shouted, "Haohao is back." ”

Zhou Xinya, who was shedding blood and tears, rushed over as soon as she heard Fu Yue's words.

Sun Xuanqing, who was meditating cross-legged to recuperate, opened his eyes when he heard this, and said in a surprised voice: "Thank you for your help, Sun Xuanqing, a disciple of the Jinshan Sect, is grateful!" ”

Before Zhou Xinya suddenly returned to normal, Sun Xuanqing thought that there was something wrong with the demon Dao and was counterattacked.

Now that Haohao suddenly appeared, he realized that there was a master who helped him tonight, and while he was grateful for the righteousness of the master, he was ashamed in his heart.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother for the rest of their lives, one sad daughter's life, two injured little grandchildren, and when they were sad, they suddenly saw Haohao, and most of them were sick.

Hao Hao slept in Antian, Zhou Xinya didn't dare to approach, looked at him from a distance, and asked Sun Xuanqing for help: "Master, Hao Hao, what's wrong, why are you closing your eyes." ”

Concern is chaos, Hao Hao has no scars on his body, and his complexion is ruddy, but Zhou Xinya is worried that he will be hurt.

Sun Xuanqing got up, used his aura to probe Haohao's pulse, and said loudly: "The child is in good health, but he is asleep." ”

Mo said that Zhou Xinya and Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were full of gratitude, and even Fu Yue was very happy.

Good a child, who is willing to let him suffer.

"Today, I am fortunate to have a master's shot, if I am not mistaken, the people behind the scenes have been attacked by magic."

Zhou Xinya's eyes were full of fire, and she said with hatred: "This wicked person is too vicious, so I lost my mind and attacked my parents." It's not a pity for others to die, and I hate Cheng Peng even more for not hurting me enough, even the elderly and children. ”

When she was filled with righteous indignation, the room was a little heavier, and Zhou's father and Zhou's mother sneezed.

Chu Qi sat on the carpet, stroked the red leopard's head, and reminded softly: "Big sister, don't let the yin qi disperse, the old man and the child are weak." ”