While the others were observing, Ma Dao Chang had lined up six zombies. After doing it, he stabbed the angry Liu Laohan and motioned for him to speak.

"The old goblin who was killed by the sky, you can't become an immortal even if you cultivate for a few hundred years, listen clearly, you... Yes... No... Finish... Immortal! ”

Liu Laohan, who couldn't hold back for a long time, immediately jumped out and shouted at Huang Sangu, and laughed heartily after speaking.

Huang Sangu, who was cultivating under the moon, heard that a mouthful of blood spurted out, and her two small eyes stared back at Liu Laohan with hatred.

"Destroy my immortal path, destroy my cultivation, I want you to skin and extract your bones, refine your soul and burn your corpse, in order to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Hearing this weasel's words, Shang Biao was not surprised, if he had cultivated for so long, he hadn't even refined the transverse bone in his throat, it would be strange.

"Demons, when you are dying, you dare to speak wildly."

Holding a money sword, the horse chief jumped out from behind the rock.

"No wonder you can get rid of Xiao Si's possession, and dare to disrupt my cultivation, it turns out that you have a helper and are instigated by others. Creak! Grandma, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and today I just opened meat, and none of you can escape. ”

After the weasel finished speaking, he directly transformed into a human and let out a scream. Summoned by her, weasel responses were heard nearby.

"Since you have already cultivated into a human body, why do you still have to negotiate with Lao Liu."

Ma Daochang couldn't help but ask.

You must know that asking for a seal once is like turning over a coin, and what comes out is a word or a flower, and no one knows until the pardoner opens his mouth.

If you meet a sensible person, you would rather be unlucky in the future than provoke the destruction of the family of Daxian Lane.

If you encounter someone who doesn't know the inside story, most of them will not give it a pardon. After a hundred years of moon worship cultivation, just because of a fluttering word from others, it came to naught, just like the weasel in front of him.

Although the second time is helpful for cultivation, no demon would be so stupid and take such a risk. This old weasel is willing to do this, there is definitely something inside.

"This is what he owes me, he hunted tens of millions of my Huang family descendants in the first three lives, and killed my parents and brothers. Such a big cause and effect, just begging for a seal to make him unlucky, even if he is reincarnated ten times and a hundred times, he will not be able to repay this blood debt.

Little Taoist, this time grandma and I miscalculated, and you ruined a good thing. But if you dare to intervene in our grudge, even if you let you escape today, there will be Huang family members to help me recover this account in the future. ”

Huang Sangu's human form is a silver-haired old lady in gorgeous clothes, holding a carved lifelike weasel cane in her hand.

It also knew that Ma Daochang's mana was profound, and he could take him down before his cultivation was damaged, and now that he lost a hundred years of demon power, he would definitely not be able to keep him.

"It is the duty of my generation to do the right thing for heaven, and a demon like you who disturbs the world will be punished by everyone."

Even if he knew about the grudge between the weasel and Lao Liu, Ma Daochang was not ready to let it go. Taoism only cultivates this life, and the grievances of the previous life are not in his consideration.

Besides, if it is not my race, even if Liu Laohan has a grudge with a weasel in this life, when this kind of thing happens, Ma Daochang will still help. Just like in the original plot, he knew that it was the gambler who killed Ami, but he still sent Ami into reincarnation.

This is a matter of the position of being a human being, and since ancient times, demons and ghosts have not been opposed.

Ma Daochang wasted time listening to what the other party said about the grievances, naturally it was not in vain, and the zombies brought by him had quietly occupied six directions around him, and arranged the Six Elephants Demon Array.

Seeing that the formation had been formed, Ma Daochang stopped talking nonsense, and the money sword connected four or five spirit runes, aimed at the old lady who was transformed into a weasel, and flew over. The collision of real fire and demonic energy heralded the opening of the war.

Shang Biao and other actors are also waiting for them, and the key to their participation in the final battle is not victory or defeat, but how to survive the torrent of weasel all over the mountains.

Creak... chirping

A scream that resembled rats and was mixed with birdsong, came from afar, and black pressure poured up.

At a cursory glance, there were probably hundreds of weasels that arrived first, and these were ordinary weasels who had not yet opened their minds.

The size of a normal weasel was also the size of a normal weasel, and Shang Biao cut the weasel that pounced on him into two with a single sword, and the familiar stench hit again.

'Salary +1'

The sound of the theater's prompt made Shang Biao's eyes light up, but then he couldn't think about it. Stimulated by the smell of blood, more than a dozen weasels flew on him at the same time.

Shang Biao slashed with a knife as if retreating. Ma Dao Chang had already instructed them before that they could enter and hide after the formation was formed.

After entering the Six Elephants Demon Array, the flesh and blood on his body had been bitten and blurred, and his clothes were basically strips of rags.

These unwieldy weasels chased them to the front of the battle, but they were frightened back by the dark zombie's own evil power, and fled backwards as if they had encountered a natural enemy. When he got rid of the influence of the evil spirit, he turned around and ran back, just back and forth.

After Shang Biao, the other three who were also miserable also ran in. If the student girl hadn't been pulled by the yellow hair, she would have been eaten by the weasel a long time ago.

With a sigh of relief, Shang Biao dragged down the weasels who had been frightened and stupid by the threat of the formation. Then he took the initiative to walk out of the formation, and after a while, he came back with a weasel.

Huang Mao saw Shang Biao's approach, and said a few words to the student sister, and the two also learned from him to seduce the weasel back to get paid.

However, this trick did not work a few times, and three silver-tailed weasels twice the size of ordinary weasels rushed over. is the same as the one who possessed Liu Laohan before, and it is obviously a monster who has cultivated into a refinement.

As soon as the three sons arrived, Huang Sangu in the formation let out a smug smile. The reason why she didn't retreat and waited for the horse road chief fighting method was these few right-hand men, and the ants bit the elephant to death, and the descendants of this hundred years of reproduction are its dependence.

"Little Taoist, if there is any spell to use now, otherwise when my son breaks your formation, grandma will let you die without a place to be buried."

As soon as Huang Sangu's words were finished, Ma Daochang recited the magic in his mouth as she wished.

"A hundred qi chaos fills my shape, the lights are bright at a hurry, the sky is spinning and the earth is spreading the seven stars, and the sword slashes the demon to show its prestige!"

Stepping on the Seven Stars Gangbu, Ma Daochang bit the money sword that was dyed red with yellow on his fingertips, and the yin spirit instantly went out of his body and attached to the sword. The flying sword shot out, and the trajectory was not visible to the naked eye, and it directly exploded the weasel demon's head.

However, after the old lady's body was pierced by the flying sword, it turned into a cloud of smoke with a 'bang', and changed into a human again on the other side, leaving only a torn silver weasel skin in its place.

"Substitution of death!"

The flying sword returned, and the soul of Ma Dao returned to his body, and his face was pale and he said the spell used by Huang Sangu.

"Little Taoist, you really deserve to die~"

After Huang Sangu's appearance was even lower than just now, it was obvious that the death substitution technique was not so useful. The consumption of the substitution technique, coupled with the backlash of the failure to ask for sealing, its strength can't even play the fifth layer.