A tall figure came out of the gray mist that shrouded the valley, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I said how did the Red Devil and his treasure suddenly run out like they lost their souls, it turned out that you stinky Taoist priests did it." ”

Behind him, the second, the third...... The fifteenth figure, two or three breaths, a total of sixteen people walked out. Sixteen people, tall, short, fat and thin, wearing a gray cloth Tang costume, their faces were dark, and their skin was blue.

Most of the young people of the disciples' generation stood up with a "brush", bent their bows and arrows, and faced the sixteen uninvited guests.

In the gossip array

Lao Cheng chanted the mantra and cooperated with the immortal family in his body, his left hand supported the right hand holding the sword trick, and the sword trick was pointed out at the ghost baby, and his right foot stomped on the ground, and he shouted: "Fixed!" ”

The delirious ghost baby was imprisoned by his magic, and he stood still, being hit by the attacks of the other people's talismans, peachwood swords, etc., and rolled on the ground several times with a croak, and there were more scorch marks and flesh wounds on his head and body.

The Qingfeng sword in Daoist Yi's hand pierced into the back of the evil cultivator for less than half a minute before it was stuck by the bone, and the remaining force pushed it to a stagger, and the evil cultivator staggered two steps and stood firmly, and just wanted to turn around, the several runes and runic arrows that others came one after another and all hit his back.

The evil cultivator's figure was blown up two steps forward again, and a muffled snort came out of his throat, and the skin on his back was opened, and a lot of dark red blood flowed out, almost supporting the ground with his hands, but he was able to stand firmly. In just a few moments, the blood flowing from the wound on his back became extremely viscous, sealing the wound like a blood scab, and it had an excellent effect of stopping bleeding and healing.

"Hehehe, good, good, good!" After being hit by several people, the evil cultivator also came to his senses and said in a hoarse voice. Coughed lightly, lowered his head and wiped a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and moved his gaze to the ground a few meters to the left, where the ghost baby frog lay like a frog, staring at the few people who had attacked it just now, baring its fangs and making a low whirring sound.

Aren't you dead yet? Everyone's faces became even heavier, and their hands kept moving, and there was no time to wait, and the attacks that were ready again were sent out one after another.

At this time, how could the evil cultivator not know that he had fallen into the trap, and while dodging in embarrassment, he saw that there were many people on the other side, and formed a situation of encirclement between himself and the ghost baby, and he was unprepared for the attack, and his side was at a disadvantage, and he felt that the power of yin in his body seemed to be suppressed by something, even the ghost baby, the fierce flame was not as good as usual.

However, he is not afraid!

Looking at a gap and jumping a few steps away, the evil cultivator opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of blood-red mist, and his claws took turns to quickly slash through the mist, and the blood-colored mist actually shrank strangely and quickly until it disappeared, all of which were adsorbed on his ten nails, and the original black nails became red, and the tip of each nail swallowed a bright red blood line more than two inches long, like a sword.

The corners of his mouth showed a bit of hideousness, and he attacked the nearest Yi Daoist in a posture similar to that of an eagle claw hand, "Then try my blood demon claws." ”

Before the person arrived, it already made people feel a thick bloody breath rushing to their faces, and the smell made people feel tight, and Yi Daoshi's heart sank, and this person's claw wind also contained yin and poisonous gas!

Daoist Yi took a half step back with his left foot, silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and flicked his fingers with his left hand on the Qingfeng sword, the sword body made a soft sound, and the evil cultivator just pounced, and Daoist Yi did not touch him, so that the Qingfeng swordsmanship with flexible birth method swirled with it.

The blood demon claws of the evil cultivator were bloody and fierce, and they could hardly leave Daoist Yi's eyes, throat, and lower yin. It's just that he is limited by his body, although he moves quickly, his sharpness is only his claws and his ability to spray blood-colored poisonous mist, and his strength and explosiveness are not very strong.

Taking advantage of the fight between the evil cultivator and the Yi Daoist, the others exchanged a few glances with each other, and it was very tacitly agreed that the two of them would be left to contain the ghost baby, and the rest of the people would attack the evil cultivator together, and solve one first.

For a while, fire talismans, hidden weapons, talisman arrows, etc. attacked the evil cultivator one after another, and the evil cultivator did not dare to slack off, and jumped on tiptoe, leaning back, avoiding most of the attacks, and scolded in a low voice: "Shameless! ”

Immediately, the evil cultivator also started a body fight, but there were too many opponents, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to defeat four hands, and they are frequently hit.

Outside the gossip array

Seeing that the fight had already started over there, the sixteen people strode towards the Bagua Array.

"Attack!" Master Fan, who was in charge of guarding the formation, shouted, and reached out to grab a handful of dark red, sand-like things from a jar on the altar and scattered them on the fire outside, and the flames of the pyre "boomed" from yellow-red to orange-red.

At the same time, the sound of ......a bowstring was mixed with a few gunshots, and more than a dozen runic arrows mixed with the steel balls and iron nails of the shotgun blasted towards the gray-clothed men.

The gray-clothed man hurriedly used his arms to protect his eyes, retreated and scattered, they practiced with the help of corpse qi and yin qi with secret methods, the defense of skin and flesh was very high, and they were not injured, but those arrows were easy to dodge, and the steel balls and iron nails sprayed from the shotgun still hurt when they hit the body.

There was also the red flame, I don't know what the Taoist priest sprinkled into it, not only the fire was dazzling, but it was also hot and painful when it shone on the skin.

The corner of the evil cultivator's eyes paid attention to the situation outside the formation, and when he saw this, his brows furrowed, his lips moved slightly, and he let out a strange whistle.

The ghost baby on the other side heard the whistle and suddenly jumped away from the two people who were holding it back and preventing it from rescuing the evil cultivators, stretched out his neck and opened his mouth to the sky, "Ya~Ya~Ya~......" and shouted loudly, the voice was extremely poignant.

The monks present suddenly felt a sharp pain in their brains and couldn't think, and those who were almost skilled had nosebleeds, and covered their ears and squatted on the ground with painful faces.

Daoist Yi held back the discomfort in his head, recited the mantra silently, pinched the magic trick in his hand and slapped it on the altar, and the flames of the eight oil lamps representing the Bagua Array suddenly became higher and brighter.

"Uh~! Ahem, ahem! "The ghost baby seems to have been choked by something, and he can't scream.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monks had not fully recovered their senses, the evil cultivator dodged to the ghost baby, bent down and lifted it up with one hand, and turned around and ran in the direction of the valley.

He underestimated the Daomen Bagua Array, less than four meters away from the boundary of the Bagua Array, and he felt that the air around him was like a flowing river, and the momentum around him was deflected, and the closer he got to the boundary of the formation, the greater the resistance he received.

He tried to change directions several times in succession, but as soon as he approached the altar, he involuntarily turned around, he stopped, it seemed that the formation was not broken, and he and the ghost baby couldn't get out.

"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and break the formation. The evil cultivator yelled at the sixteen people outside the formation, and after speaking, he put the ghost baby in his hand back to the ground, "Go, let them mess up." ”

The ghost baby opened its big mouth, kicked its limbs and pounced on a person who had beaten it, and the Buddha dust in that person's hand shook and pulled it from top to bottom, and the white silk of Buddha dust turned into a white shadow, bringing the unique light sound of a long object crossing the air at high speed.

The ghost baby let out a strange scream, and suddenly fell to the ground halfway, and while avoiding the Buddha dust, it quickly drilled through the man's crotch.