Chapter 150: Little Dao Boy

In front of him is the boundary spilled by the chicken blood circle, and the green stiff seems to be very taboo there, so he rushes forward with all his strength and jumps directly in front of the two of us.

Midori raised his hands and pushed them towards the two of us, and I could almost see its sharp, dark green nails grazing the tip of my nose.

Tan Zhe had already taken out the Red Spine Scimitar from his backpack, and when he raised the knife to block it, the Red Spine Scimitar did not completely cut into it.

Zhao Fengkite's knife is a treasure, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is like cutting iron like mud, Tan Zhe has made enough effort to cut this knife, even if it is an iron plate, it must leave a scar.

"What the fuck, I'm afraid it's going to be a flying stiff!"

But it can't be! Although there is only a grade difference between the flying zombie and the green zombie, in terms of cultivation, the two cannot be compared at all.

Taking advantage of Tan Zhe's skill of drawing his knife, I flew up and kicked directly at the zombie.

This kick of mine is called Kuixing Kick Fight, but it is very particular, if my skills are more than ten years, this kick can cripple a green zombie.

But the green stiff only shook slightly. However, it was clearly completely enraged, and a sweep swept Tan Zhe and me down, and swept it sideways with its razor-sharp nails, and a tree the thickness of a bowl broke at the waist, revealing Bai Sensen's stubble.

The green zombie lifted the broken tree and smashed it at the two of us, and Tan Zhe and I threw ourselves on the ground with our heads in our hands, and there was no room for resistance at all.

I threw a few more yellow talismans at the green zombie, and the charm burst into flames on it, but after the smoke passed, the thing didn't do anything at all!

Tan Zhe shouted: "The two of us don't have enough skills, and the rune paper doesn't have the strength, it's not good!" Hurry up and ask the Black Tiger Soul Adjustment Banner and let your aunt and grandmother come out to help! ”

But last time, with the help of Zhao Fengkite, I was able to reluctantly command the aunt and grandmother, this time on my own, I'm afraid I can't control this old immortal!

Just then, a loud barking of a dog pierced through the darkness and came from deep in the woods.

It's Wangcai!

However, Wangcai was trapped in the chicken blood circle, separated from us by a layer of thick black mist, leaning up his neck and screaming, but he couldn't get out.

Green Zombie was only slightly stunned for a moment, and then pounced again. In a hurry, I took out the Black Tiger Soul Adjustment Flag. After the last time, Zhao Fengkite taught me the spells of "soul control" and "soul tuning".

Huang Fu Yin Mountain and Black Fu Yin Mountain are in the same vein, I have practiced several times according to Zhao Fengkite's teaching, and I feel that I can use spells freely, but I lack actual combat experience, and this time I also came out to save in danger.

The Black Tiger Soul Tuning Banner shook a few times in midair, and the runes dancing on the flag were like fierce beasts hidden in the darkness.

I could feel a thin wind revolving around the Black Tiger Soul Flag, as if it had the energy of a wandering soul to respond to it.

Green stiffness has become the climate, and ordinary ghosts can't help it. Unless it is the soul of a cultivator who has a path.

And this flag handed down by the Yinshan Sect is the world's most domineering magic weapon, as long as the mana of the banner is deep enough, no matter how high the cultivation is, it must be driven by it.

The original intention of sacrificing the Black Tiger Soul Tuning Flag was to try to control my aunt and grandmother's shot, after all, the last time I was at Zheng Jian's house, she had a soft whip that made the ghosts and monsters in the courtyard frightened and did not dare to go forward.

It's just that when I first entered the Daomen, my Taoism was really low, my aunt and grandmother hid in the dominoes and didn't move, and there was a yellow-clothed boy who was no more than five feet tall and revealed his true form under the Black Tiger Soul Tune.

The boy was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, holding a tattered whisk in his hand, and his face was childish.

I saw a helper, where do I care about adults and children, and with a wave of the command flag in my hand, I commanded the Taoist boys around me to fight with the green zombie.

Although that little Taoist boy is young, he still has some skills. Compared with his aunt and grandmother, he is naturally out of reach, but a whisk of dust is like a spiritual snake in his hand.

The green stiff was whipped twice from the front, and his emotions became more and more excited, the speed and strength of his hands went up a notch, and Xiao Daotong was kicked twice in the chest, and the dust was kicked away.

I saw that this child was really pitiful, and with a wave of the command flag in my hand, I put him into the Black Tiger Soul Adjustment Banner to take shelter, so that he would not lose his life.

Tan Zhe had already taken advantage of the gap to open a small hole in the chicken blood circle, and Wangcai "Wangwang" screamed and came out of the chicken blood circle.

Wangcai was originally a vicious dog from hell, and after coming out of the chicken blood circle, his two eyes actually glowed green, and his appearance was much more fierce than before.

The green stiff stood opposite and looked at Wangcai, who roared "whining", bluffing it into not daring to move forward.

After a long confrontation, Green Zombie and Wangcai finally fought together, and they screamed wildly, and the fight was inseparable.

It's just that Wangcai seems to have a slight advantage, and after more than a dozen rounds, this beast actually threw the green zombie to the ground.

Wangcai bit the neck of the green stiff with a big mouth flowing with salivation, and the green stiff trembled and didn't dare to move, looking at its appearance, he couldn't imagine its majestic appearance just now.

I said to Tan Zhe: "Have you noticed that Wangcai seems to have changed?"

We don't know what Wangcai has just experienced in the chicken blood circle, but we can easily see that Wangcai has changed and become fierce and domineering.

And the good intentions of my aunt and grandmother once again made me suspicious, from catching the hell dogs, to bothering Baal to let us walk the dogs, the purpose is to get today's prosperity, right?

It's just that I don't know, my aunt and grandmother have put so much effort into Wangcai, what does she want to do?

Before I had time to think about it, I suddenly felt a tremor of the Black Tiger Soul Tuning Banner in my hand. At the same time, it seemed that a mountain wind was blowing, and the thick black fog that surrounded the chicken blood circle was blown away at once.

There were more than a hundred and so black gases surging out like meteors, and not only us, but even Wangcai was stunned.

The circle of chicken blood is broken!

The chicken blood is just to the yang, and it is difficult for the evil ghosts in the enclosed circle to come out, but now that the fierce ghosts are out of the cage, it means that the chicken blood circle has been destroyed.

It was too late, and with a sharp howl, Wangcai seemed to have been punched hard by something, and it screamed so loudly that it fell from the green stiff body at once.

At the same time, countless demons poured up from all directions like a tidal wave. Tan Zhe and I didn't dare to slack off, and each raised his magic weapon to block, but fortunately, except for the one who had just attacked Wangcai, the rest of the Dao was still shallow and had no lethality.

And the green stiff that had just been overwhelmed by Wangcai suddenly rose up again and became entangled with Wangcai again.

I also took the opportunity to release the little Taoist boy in the Black Tiger Soul Adjustment Banner, and the little Taoist boy held the dust to protect me and Tan Zhe, but all the evil ghosts who dared to get close were dispersed by him with a whisk of dust!