"The blood of a martial arts master has such an effect!"

He Cheng raised his hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

One person is comparable to ten people, and the martial arts master is full of blood and energy, and he really has some backgrounds.

Compared with cultivating the Dao, it is more difficult to practice martial arts if you want to reach the realm of the Dao.

After Wang Sansheng was buried in blood and sent to He Cheng's mouth, his body also followed into the cloak.

This night, the Dao Masters who dared to leave overnight all suffered, and they were all intercepted and killed instantly, and they didn't even have a chance to ask Lin Jiu for help, who was close at hand.

……

"I said girl, you can't beat me, why don't you let me go, we're in a hurry......"

The meticulous middle-aged man wearing a green robe and combing his hair on his back smiled bitterly.

The apprentice of the little coat was puzzled: "Master, she is a female ghost."

How can a cultivator beg a female ghost for mercy and confession?

"Have you forgotten what we were going to do with the Maoshan faction this time?"

"Find a helper, get rid of the demons!"

"Why did you leave again?" The middle-aged man continued to ask.

The apprentice shook his head.

The middle-aged man sighed: "Because the Maoshan faction is too murderous, you see that head Shi Jian, as soon as he makes a move, dozens of ghosts will scatter!" Staying with them is not a sacrifice of my life! ”

"But what does this have to do with female ghosts?"

"Of course it matters, I can't beat her!"

The middle-aged man suddenly covered his mouth: "It's bad, it's all you stinky boy, I said I leaked my mouth!" ”

Although his realm is higher, his cultivation method pays attention to never killing, so he does not have a spell that can hurt people by fighting with people.

"If you continue to consume it, your uncle's plan will succeed and be born, and then the world will be in chaos!"

Yan Hong looked at the master and apprentice in front of her, and her attitude was resolute: "Tonight, neither of you two will want to leave"

Dong Xiaoyu went alone to intercept the low-level cultivators who left scattered, and Yan Hong was the only master alone, they had a clear division of labor, and Yan Hong didn't want to fail in her mission.

The apprentice grabbed a wad of yellow paper, tied a lunge and said, "Why don't you let me kill her, master!" ”

"Did you kill her?"

"This ......"

Can't go, can't fight, can't kill, the master and apprentice are in a dilemma.

"The host ......"

The two followed the female ghost's line of sight and found a bronze armored corpse walking slowly from far and near.

The two of them who were in a desperate situation were overjoyed to see Lai Stiff.

"Master? Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist, do you remember me? Let's hunt ghosts tonight! ”

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth were not completely hooked, his eyelids jumped, he quickly dragged his apprentice to hide back, and a big gun "swished" into the place where the two of them had just stood.

The gun tail is light/trembling!

"Whew, it's dangerous!" The master and apprentice patted their chests and gasped, and they were almost skewered with sugar gourds just now.

The gun is just a test first, and a punch in the back is a fatal move.

"Boom" Bronze Armor's left fist hit the ground, lifted up the dirt and gravel, and fell like rain in the sky!

"Master, this bronze armored corpse seems to be not your own person!"

"Nonsense, I can see it too!"

"What should I do?"

"Run!"

The bronze armor corpse is theoretically comparable to the master of refining the gods and reversing the void, and it is two whole realms stronger than him, the Tao can cure the evil, and the evil can also overcome the Tao!

He can't fight a female ghost, how dare he say that he fights the bronze armored corpse?

It's just that the bronze armored corpse in front of him is very flexible, and the jumping speed has the characteristics of stiffness, and the soles of his feet are like stepping on pulleys, and he rushes to them as soon as he kicks the ground.

Every punch is smashed, it must be a big move!

Fatigue dodged a few times, and the master and apprentice were exhausted and almost collapsed.

The middle-aged man held his knees and gasped and said, "Then there is no way, Amai, do you bring that thing?" ”

"What, master?" Amai was puzzled.

"Big cat hair!"

"Oh, here!" Amai took out a folded piece of yellow paper from his bag, opened the yellow paper, and there were a few yellow animal hairs neatly placed inside.

The middle-aged man grabbed the yellow hair and pressed it on his eyebrows: "Amai, draw his attention, let me ask the tiger to come up!" ”

"Okay master!"

Ah Mai knew that life and death were at stake, so he jumped left and right, scolding and scolding: "You brute! Brute! Come on! ”

scolded for more than ten seconds.

Syllable!

Amai didn't see how the zombie made a move, only to find that his chest hurt and flew out upside down, smashed to the ground, and vomited a large piece of red blood in his throat.

With him so slightly blocked, the middle-aged man barely finished half of the spell.

He Cheng didn't rush to make a move, but casually pulled out the big gun and put it on his shoulder and waited.

He didn't know the apprentice, but he knew this serious man with a back very well, Charlie Cao, known for his hateful well-dressed beast and the snob who was often teased.

The movies in which he appears are probably all obscene/trivial characters.

Just such a face was reciting a spell at this time, and the momentum was getting stronger and stronger, as if he had cast some kind of forbidden spell, how could He Cheng not be interested?

"Whew!"

A tiger roar roared out of his throat, and the tiger's voice was real, with a strong beast meaning.

Yan Hong heard the tiger's "ah" cry and disappeared.

There is an idiom "for the tiger", which literally means that the person who is eaten by the tiger will turn into a ghost for the tiger to drive, so the tiger is also regarded as having the ability to drive away ghosts.

The middle-aged man who had turned into a tiger had a pair of beast teeth longer than He Cheng's corpse teeth, roaring and rushing towards him!

The nails are like scissors, and the palms of the hands are slapped on He Cheng's body, like a wooden pillar hammer on the copper wall, clattering!

"I'm not afraid of a real tiger, how can I be afraid of you being a fake tiger?"

He Cheng kicked out, and the boot smashed the middle-aged man's jaw, kicking him away, rolling and falling to the ground.

"Master...... Master ......"

Amai collapsed to the ground, stunned at the master who was knocked away by one move.

I only heard the middle-aged man holding his broken chin and bleeding from his mouth: "I have not cultivated for more than 200 years, and I am afraid that I will not be able to escape now!" ”

After speaking, his head tilted and he lost his breath directly!

"It turned out to be a silver-like pewter head, which is useless"

He Cheng shook his head in disappointment, he thought that the other party was a master, but he didn't expect that one move would not succeed and return to the West.

But the appearance of the master and apprentice made He Cheng very concerned.

lived for more than 200 years, did not kill, and invited the tiger to come up, which reminded him of the plot of a certain movie.

The more he thought about it, the more he walked up to his apprentice Amai, groped for a while in his resentful gaze, and finally found a treasure map.

There are several pieces of information revealed on it: there is a big Buddha near Renjia Town, and there is a treasure in the palm of the big Buddha! It is necessary for those who were born in the year and month to get the treasure in their hands.

And it is very clearly indicated: black cat blood can break the obstruction method that covers the treasure.

Below is a detailed map, and it does not look that far from Renjiazhen.

""Magic High"!" He finally remembered the movie.

There is a sect that reincarnates the path of immortality, and if you release it, you can increase your longevity, and if you kill a living thing, you will reduce your longevity.

Mao Jian, the middle-aged man who had just been kicked to death by He Cheng, was the one who cultivated the way of immortality, doing good every day and never doing evil, so that he successfully lived to be more than two hundred years old.

However, his junior brother had a bad heart and used evil methods to kill people who were born when he was also born in the same year, and he could deprive him of his life!

"Demons!"

He also needs a thousand-year-old primordial god to be promoted to corpse armor, and no one can live for a thousand years in the era of the end of the law.

However, Mao Jian's sect cultivates the Dao of Immortality, and it should be easy to live for thousands of years.

"What a treasure map!"

To him, this picture is about a mysterious immortal sect, and it is indeed a treasure map!