A small mirror flew out of the woods and shone over Cheng Mo.

The light of the small mirror enveloped Cheng Mo, and the remnant soul trapped in the light was frightened and panicked, and it was a mess around Cheng Mo.

A peachwood flying sword roared past, quickly slashing the few remnant souls trapped in the light.

The remnant souls who were lucky enough to escape the light were also frightened to run for their lives when they saw this situation, and they didn't dare to stay in place for a moment, and even the remnant souls around Uncle Scar's light ball were frightened and fled in a hurry.

Zhang Tianshi walked out of the woods and took the peachwood flying sword that flew back.

Cheng Mo squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhang Tianshi, and muttered, "Zhang Tianshi."

Uncle Scar accepted his Tai Chi light ball and exclaimed excitedly, "Master Zhang, are you okay?"

As soon as Zhang Tianshi put away his peachwood flying sword, he returned to his previous cynical expression.

"Hehe, you two guys are very fast, I'm fine, don't worry."

Uncle Scar hesitated for a moment and said, "The paper crane?"

Zhang Tianshi smiled, "At that time, I was drugged by them, thinking that I would never see you again, and it was too pitiful to die in this wilderness, so I planned to ask you to help me collect the body." ”

Due to the previous struggle, Cheng Mo was tightly strangled with the blood of the hundred-year-old tarantula tied to his body.

He said weakly: "Master Zhang, can you put us down first, I'm dying."

Zhang Tianshi smiled, "Hey, I'm busy reminiscing about the past, and I forgot about such an important thing." ”

Uncle Scar said, "Master Zhang, hurry up and help Cheng Mo solve it."

Zhang Tianshi walked to Cheng Mo's side, turned around and said: "A hundred years of tarantula blood, immortal locks, hey, this is a tricky problem, I have to study it carefully."

"I'm still studying a fart, I'm about to be strangled," Cheng Mo scolded in his heart.

The green tendons on his forehead bulged, and he said painfully: "Zhang Tianshi, please hurry up, you were drugged before, and your cultivation is so high, they must also use a hundred-year-old tarantula bloodline, or even a thousand-year-old tarantula bloodline to tie you, how did you untie yourself."

Zhang Tianshi lowered his head slightly, rolled his eyes and looked at Cheng Mo, like an old gentleman who was teaching had discovered the mischievous students in the class.

"How do you know if you're undercover?" Zhang Tianshi's sudden question almost shattered the glimmer of hope in front of Cheng Mo's eyes.

"Chicken feathers, when is it, why are you still playing with me," Cheng Mosheng had nothing to love, looking at the gray mist.

Uncle Scar said: "Zhang Tianshi, don't tease Cheng Mo anymore, hurry up and help him untie the blood of the tarantula."

Zhang Tianshi didn't pay any attention to what the two of them said, and immersed himself in his own thoughts.

"Hey, I was in a hurry, and I don't even remember how to untie this fairy lock."

Zhang Tianshi walked behind Cheng Mo and began to try to untie the "fairy lock".

Cheng Mo just breathed a sigh of relief, waiting for Zhang Tianshi to help him untie the so-called immortal lock, but what he didn't expect was that the blood of the tarantula tied to his body became tighter and tighter.

"Zhang Tianshi, I'm about to be strangled, remember to ask my brother to burn paper for me on Qingming Festival," Cheng Mo's eyes turned outward, and he was about to gasp, life and death were in an instant.

Suddenly, the hundred-year-old tarantula blood tied to What's body suddenly loosened, and Cheng Mo fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Zhang Tianshi muttered in his mouth, "I just said how could this be, it turned out that it was reversed, before, I was tied up, and the direction was reversed." Now to help you figure it out, it should be the other way around. ”

Seeing that Cheng Mo was fine, Zhang Tianshi walked behind Uncle Scar and wanted to help Uncle Scar unlock the "fairy lock".

Uncle Scar looked at Cheng Mo lying on the ground, "Zhang Tianshi, Cheng Mo is fine." ”

"Hehe, this kid is in good health, it's okay to be strangled like this."

Zhang Tianshi's hand was about to stretch out when a flaming flying sword stopped him.

"Fire Melting Daoist," Cheng Mo looked up at the few people who had come out of the woods.

Huorong Daoist clasped his fists and said loudly: "Zhang Tianshi, don't come to harm, last time I competed, thank you Zhang Tianshi's men for their mercy."

"It's you old monster playing with fire again," Zhang Tianshi knocked the flying sword of the Fire Melting Daoist to the ground.

The Fire Fusion Daoist stretched out his palm and took away the Flame Flying Sword.

Zhang Tianshi looked at the few people brought by the Fire Fusion Dao and said, "Hehe, you are playing with fire, you have brought so many people this time, it seems that you will not give up if you don't catch the old man." ”

"Haha, Heavenly Master Zhang, don't say that, we just want to invite you to be a guest," said the Fire Fusion Daoist.

After Cheng Mo came over, he looked at a few people, and finally set his eyes on Mrs. Ning Rong.

Mrs. Ning Rong coughed dryly twice and interrupted the conversation of the Huo Rong Daoist, "Huo Rong Dao Friend, you two old friends will not talk about it, please invite Zhang Tianshi back, there is time to chat." ”

Cheng Mo looked at Mrs. Ning Rong unwillingly, "Dumb mother-in-law." ”

Mrs. Ning Rong looked at Cheng Mo, "Boy, I told you, if you say goodbye, you will be an enemy." ”

Cheng Mo sat up slowly, "Okay, since the dumb mother-in-law commanded, then I have to obey." ”

"Poof."

Cheng Mo knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Mrs. Ning Rong, and then stood up strongly.

Huorong Daoist smiled, "Mrs. Ning Rong, since he is your beloved apprentice, why don't you take him in, why do you want the master and apprentice to meet each other." ”

"You ask him, is he willing?" Mrs. Ning Rong smiled.

"Offended," Cheng Mo touched the small thunderball and put it away again, jumped up, and sacrificed the paper talisman.

"Fire Charm."

"Exorcise evil spirits,

Protect your life.

Flame Junction,

Burn the barren.

Haste as a law. ”

After Cheng Mo finished reciting the incantation, a flame came out, and the flame didn't look like the strength of the layman's third-grade cultivation at all, but it looked like when he was still cultivating as a layman's second-grade.

Cheng Mo shouted, "Master Zhang, save Uncle Scar." ”

The Fire Melting Daoist laughed a few times, "Everyone retreats and plays with fire in front of the old man, and they can't do anything." ”

Cheng Mo had used the Fire Spell to deal with the Fire Melting Dao before, and his own Fire Fighting Technique was completely insignificant compared to him.

The Fire Melting Daoist quickly sacrificed the Flame Flag, and the paper talisman catalyzed, and the flames erupted.

The "fairy lock" tied to Uncle Scar's body was unfastened.

Seeing the raging flames rushing towards Cheng Mo, he was horrified in his eyes, and rushed out, and a pile of paper talismans came out like a curtain wall in front of Cheng Mo.

The flames met the paper runes, and their speed slowed down a lot, and Uncle Scar pulled Cheng Mo and retreated, and the powerful heat stream threw them to the ground.

Cheng Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, and in the face of the strongest attack of the master of the Taoist realm, the corners of Uncle Scar's mouth were also bloodshot.

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