"Master, come in."

The ironclad men were first stained with blood, and after killing one weasel, more weasels jumped up and tore at their bodies.

Inside the ox cart, Song Changqing, who was holding the cart board tightly, couldn't help shouting when he saw this scene.

These weasels have become a climate, and there are countless of them, as if they are driven by some kind of force, and they are extremely fierce.

The red mist grew thicker and thicker, and the smell of blood mixed with the sinister aura was disgusting, and it was obvious that it was not caused by a dead cow.

In the dim light, I saw a pair of eyes shining red all around.

'Squeak squeak! ’

In the shrill howls one after another, the body of the car was slammed into a 'clang' sound.

The person who had previously said that he was going to get out of the car to kill the weasel was shrunk in the car at this time, trembling, gritting his teeth and not daring to say a word.

There are so many weasels that they seem to be killed endlessly!

A wave of palm lightning struck down, killing a dozen or so, and more weasels rushed up with the corpses of their companions.

Even if Daoist Song specializes in overcoming demons and evils, he still shows a bit of embarrassment in front of these weasels.

He grabbed a 'squeaky' weasel that crawled up to his arm, threw it to the ground, and then shook his body, dodged the pounce of a weasel, and dodged into the ox cart.

The body of the car shook violently because of his entry, and the two bronze armor soldiers at the door quickly occupied his vacated position and guarded the car door.

With the sound of 'crackling', Song Daochang took out a handful of copper coins from the cloth pocket on his waist and spread them in the palm of his left hand.

There were seven copper coins, and they were arranged in vertical rows with a movement of his palm.

"Master—"

When Song Changqing saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Are you using this thing?" ”

The old Taoist priest ignored him, but bit the middle finger of his right hand, and put his index finger together, and slashed the blood along the seven copper coins in a row.

The moment the blood touched the copper coin, it disappeared.

Song Daochang stretched out his hand and emptied the copper coins arranged in vertical rows, and drank lightly in his mouth:

"Up!"

As soon as his words fell, the copper coin flashed with red light, and the originally scattered copper coin suddenly turned into a copper coin sword, suspended vertically in the air.

This mysterious scene amazed everyone in the car, and before everyone could speak, the sword flew out along the door of the car and hung above their heads!

As soon as the sword hung up, it instantly bloomed with dazzling light, and that light turned into countless sword lights, slashing down.

The screams of the weasels were incessant, and many of them died in an instant.

But this sword seemed to consume a lot of the old Taoist's spiritual power, and as soon as this sword light came out, his breath seemed to decay a lot, and he ruthlessly took out several bottles of medicine from the pocket on his waist, and swallowed it into his stomach without looking at it.

With this sword, the pressure on the Taoist priest was instantly much less.

The faces of the people in the car who were originally nervous also looked a lot better, and they all praised and praised: "Immortal Chang is really a fairy spell." ”

Song Qingxiao's eyes fell on the cloth pocket that the old Taoist priest hung on his waist, he should have been prepared for the trip to Shen Zhuang, before going out, she noticed that Song Daochang's pocket was very full, and now it was still on the way to Shen Zhuang, but it had been emptied for most of it.

After taking the pill, Song Daochang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and before he had time to breathe and meditate, he immediately opened his eyes.

"These weasels aren't quite right."

His voice was a little hoarse, and it was already quite difficult for him to use the essence blood to drive the spell several times, and there was a bit of exhaustion in his voice:

"Even if an ordinary weasel cultivates into a spirit, it is impossible for him to be so powerful."

These are already different from ordinary monsters, the key is that there are a lot of them, which makes the old Taoist priest tired of dealing with them.

Weasels hold grudges, and if they provoke one, they will be retaliated against.

But at this time, it seems that not only does it seem to provoke a litter, but it seems to have poked all the weasel dens within a radius of 100 miles nearby!

It stands to reason that even if these things are difficult, as long as they use thunder to deter them, as soon as the number of dead and wounded is large, they will naturally be forced back, in order to find an opportunity to retaliate in the future.

But the old Taoist priest first ordered beans to form soldiers, and then used charms to expel them, not only failed to make them retreat, but seemed to be even more crazy.

The bronze coin sword hung from the roof of the car, and it was infinitely powerful, but it did not deter them.

This abnormal situation made the old Taoist priest's face appear worried:

"There is a kind of yin qi in them, as if they are driven by some 'person'."

If this is the case, if you want to disperse the weasel pack, unless you find out the main messenger behind the scenes, the only way to do this is to kill all the weasels all over the mountains and fields here.

"We're still on our way to Shen Zhuang, if we are consumed a lot of mana here, after entering Shen Zhuang—"

Song Changqing grabbed the package in his arms and said with some concern.

"Alas-" His worries were also what Song Daochang was afraid of, and now when he heard this, he could only say: "So far, there is only one step and another step." ”

"We might as well go back."

Along the way, I met demons and ghosts one after another, although there was an old Taoist priest, but there were always people who couldn't help it and retreated again.

"How do you go back?"

Song Changqing glanced at him: "At this time, the way forward and backward has been blocked. ”

"By the time we got in the car, there was no way back." After he said this, he saw that the man was still a little unconvinced, and couldn't help but say: "If you don't believe it, you can get out of the car and take a look." ”

The weasel outside was fierce, and even the old Taoist priest was forced to retreat into the car, where did everyone dare to come out.

After a long silence, someone opened his mouth and asked:

"Are these demons brought by Aunt Wu?"

When you hear it now, you can taste it.

Without waiting for others to answer, the questioner said with a little unhappiness:

"Are they trying to trouble Aunt Wu? Or ......"

“……”

As soon as these words were asked, the faces of the others showed either apprehension or uneasiness, and there was a faint mixture of echoing looks.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The old Taoist priest glared at everyone and said coldly:

"Demons and demons themselves are resentful and harmful things, so how can there be any reason?"

As he spoke, the blood light on the copper coin sword had dimmed a lot, as if he couldn't stop the weasels.

The weasels, who had been forced back by the sword light, screamed and approached again, and there was a 'click' sound from all sides of the car, like countless claws climbing up the walls of the car and above their heads.

The talisman paper pasted by the old Taoist priest outside was torn by the weasels, the walls of the car were shaken vigorously, and the claws gripped the wooden planks of the carriage, making a scalp-tinging sound.

'Squeak-'

There was also a scratching sound from the bottom of the carriage, which seemed to be scraped into everyone's hearts.

"The Taoist ......"

Everyone screamed in fright, and they always felt that there were weasels everywhere underneath, behind them, and above their heads.

"Don't panic—"

The old Taoist priest forced his composure, stretched out his hand to appease everyone, and commanded the eldest apprentice in a deep voice: "Changqing, you get off with me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he touched the pocket on his waist again:

"I ......"

Before he could touch anything more, a slightly cool and soft palm pressed the back of his hand:

"I'll come."

The girl's soft voice came into everyone's ears, and Song Changqing, who answered after hearing the Taoist priest's words, was about to get up and get out of the car, but when he heard the girl's words, he was immediately stunned.

The old Taoist priest was also stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Song Qingxiao's face, but he saw that her expression was cold, and the coquettishness between her eyebrows and eyes was gone, and she seemed to have grown up a lot overnight, as if she had completely changed into a person.

"Qingxiao?" He first called, and when he reacted, his face sank, and he reprimanded:

"Nonsense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bottom of the carriage was hit hard by a force.

'Squeak-'

With a long chirp, several sharp claws cut through the thick layers of wood and seeped under the car.

With a piercing scratching sound, the long claws tore hard, and between the sawdust, a grinning weasel's head burrowed into the car.

The weasel's eyes glowed red, and blood foamed from his nose and mouth flew between his roar, and his expression was extremely hideous.

"Ahh

When everyone in the carriage saw its fierce appearance, they all screamed incessantly, and frantically retreated to dodge, for fear of being sprayed by the blood foam on the side of its mouth and infected with some yin qi.

Song Daochang's eyes froze, and when he was about to touch the rune paper again-

A slender palm reached over and grabbed the neck of the weasel that poked its head out in the palm of his hand.

Immediately after that, Song Qing's small palm shook it hard, without exerting spiritual power, only with physical strength, 'Bang! ’

Half of the weasel's head that she held in the palm of her hand was crushed by her, and the flesh burst out and sprayed all over the ground!

Flesh stained her long, white fingers red, and the weasel's cry came to an abrupt end.

As soon as she reached out, the body of the weasel, which was still twitching, fell down the huge hole that had been broken, and smashed into several of the weasels that surrounded her.

“……”

The crowd was frightened and frightened, and the screams followed.

And the weasel packs under the car, who were originally extremely irritable, I don't know if they were frightened by this, but they seemed to have some scruples, and they spun around under the car, not daring to get into the car like the previous companion.

Their scarlet eyes peered out through the big hole in the bottom of the carriage, and they let out a miserable howl as they circled around the weasel whose head had been pinched.

Song Qingxiao lowered her head, and in the dark environment, the periphery of her pupils turned into golden shadows.

The remnants of weasel blood slowly dripped down her palm—

'Tick! ’

Beads of blood rolled down and dripped on the body of the weasel she had pinched to death, and a strange scene ensued.

'Whoa'

I saw that the blood bead turned into dark red ice crystals in an instant, and with this drop of blood as the center, the chill spread rapidly, quickly enveloping the weasel's corpse.

The power of the ice system spread out, like a circle of ripples on the surface of the lake, and spread outward rapidly.

'Squeak squeak-'

The weasel pack let out a terrible scream, as if sensing a terrible killing intention, and began to retreat frantically.

But their speed is far less than the strength of the cold system, and wherever the cold goes, these weasel packs are frozen.

'Woohoo! ’

Ice and snow cover the walls of the car and forcibly lower the temperature here.

The icy power in the air dispelled the cold aura and froze the blood beads floating in the air.

The bronze coin sword hanging from the door of the oxcart was also covered with a layer of frost, and the power of the slash was weakened by a few points.

In the blink of an eye, the climbing, scratching, and screaming outside the carriage, as well as the sound of the bronze armored man versus the weasel summoned by Song Daochang, also quickly disappeared.

Everyone felt the temperature drop rapidly, as if it was winter after a while.

It was very quiet outside the car, and everyone in the car only saw that the red eyes disappeared under the pitch black car, but they didn't know what was going on.

Song Qingxiao released his divine sense, sensing that most of the weasel pack was killed by himself, and only a few were finally frightened and fled into the mountains and forests, so he slowly sat up straight, frowning and looking at his palm.

"Fa, what's going on?"

In the extreme silence, someone couldn't help but ask.

"Evergreen!"

When Daoist Song saw the scene where Song Qingxiao pinched the weasel to death, his face showed extreme surprise, but in an instant, he suppressed this expression, and then ordered the eldest apprentice:

"You guard the car door!"

He then glanced at the others around him:

"You all find something, get out of the car with me."

The voices outside suddenly disappeared, these weasels were extremely fierce, obviously it was impossible for them to retreat easily after killing only one cow after such a big battle.

These things are already sophisticated, and they are extremely cunning, maybe they are some kind of ghost idea.

In any case, you need to look around and come up with an idea.

"The Taoist ......"

Hearing his words, everyone was a little frightened, and their faces showed reluctance.

The old Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, and anger flashed in his eyes:

"Afraid of what? Although there are many of these things, they are beasts after all, and there are so many of us that we can kill them without magic. ”

Although Song Qingxiao's actions were abrupt, they also reminded the old Taoist priest that although these weasels have some Taoism, their cultivation of monsters is always different from that of humans, and humans have always surpassed them in terms of body shape and strength.

The old Taoist sensed the evil aura on their bodies, which greatly increased their strength, but if everyone worked together and fought back desperately, they might not be able to force them back.

He also had to retain his spiritual power so that he could deal with the ghosts and ghosts there after entering Shen Zhuang, and he must not sit still here.

"Even my disciples can kill this thing, why can't you?"

After Song Daochang finished scolding, although the others were afraid, they didn't dare to speak out.

There were no weapons in the carriage, so everyone had to take benches, wooden sticks and other things, and got off the train with Song Daochang in fear.

"Shhhh

Originally thinking that there would be a fierce battle after getting off the bus, these weasels may have deliberately pretended to lure everyone out of the car to sneak attack.

Everyone was ready, but they didn't expect that when they got out of the car, they saw that they were covered with ice!

Countless dense weasel corpses were frozen in ice and snow, resembling ice sculptures, lifelike.

The ice spread out for miles, frost formed on the blades of grass, and the corpses of cows crawling in the distance were frozen, and the blood mist in the air was dispelled.

Under the sudden drop in temperature, snow foam actually drifted.

"W-what's going on?"

Not only the people in the car, but even Song Daochang was taken aback when he saw this scene.

Although he also cultivated Taoism, there was too much difference between the realm and Song Qingxiao, and when she did it, the old Taoist priest didn't notice it at all.

The dozen or so summoned bronze armored people were also frozen, and there were several weasel corpses that had been frozen stiff.

Everyone stood in the snow, so cold that they stomped their feet and breathed, but they faintly felt a trace of joy for the rest of their lives.