Just when Xiao Huangmao was secretly anxious in his heart and wanted to step forward to destroy the formation of the Ling Xuzi Dao Chief, suddenly the sky changed greatly, the wind blew suddenly, and the dark clouds attacked, covering the bright moon! The Taoist priest was dancing with a sword and casting spells outside the array, and there were words in his mouth, seeing that the sky was suddenly changing, and the dark road was not good, he hurriedly said to the lame man: "It seems that the poor Dao underestimated the Taoism of this thing!" Hurry back to the house and take shelter! Seeing this, Zhang lame said in a panic: "Dao Chief, are you saying that even you can't accept her?" Didn't you already trap her with the fairy rope? Dao Chief, hurry up and disperse her ghost! What are you waiting for? Will she wait for her to break free from the fairy rope and come out to harm me? ”

Ling Xuzi said: "Although the poor Dao has fixed it, once the dark clouds cover the moon, the immortal rope will lose its mana, and she will soon break free!" Please go back! Poor Dao will do his best! Let's go back! When Zhang lame heard that it was so dangerous, he said, "That's good, then please ask the Taoist chief!" After saying that, he hurriedly ran away with his tail between his legs. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

Seeing this, Xiao Huangmao was secretly happy in his heart, it seems that Sister Yue'e is even more powerful than that Taoist priest! But he still quietly ran to a corner of the Tai Chi Bagua Array, the dark clouds covered the moon and he couldn't see his five fingers, no one could see anyone, he just needed to remove those ghost talismans, wouldn't Sister Yue'e be able to come out effortlessly! But just as he was about to touch it and remove it, the Taoist priest spit fire with a spirit talisman and shouted: "Who is doing it and wants to break my formation?" "A flaming spirit rune flew towards Little Yellow Fur like a cannonball! Li Yue'e saw that it was Xiao Huangmao who was helping her, and she was about to be hit by the Taoist priest's spirit talisman, and in a hurry, she broke free from the immortal rope earlier than expected! I saw Li Yue'e flashing her figure, hurriedly pushed away the little yellow hair, and was accidentally hit by the spirit rune, screaming, and white smoke came out of the seven orifices!

It turned out that Ling Xuozi Dao Chang was also in a hurry to use a spirit talisman wrapped in chicken blood to beat people, used to fix his hands and feet, but he didn't expect to hurt the female ghost by mistake! Li Yue'e turned around and stared at Ling Xuzi Daoist with sharp eyes, turning into two Li Yue'e in an instant!

The little yellow hair blinked his eyes, could he be dazzled? Why is it that Sister Yue'e was seriously injured for herself, but it was she who was dazzled?

Ling Xuzi Dao Elder couldn't figure it out, why did this chicken blood talisman boost her strength? Or was this thing supposed to be a doppelganger?

The two Li Yue'e didn't seem to move, but they appeared in front of Ling Xuzi Dao Leader in the blink of an eye! Daoist Ling Xuozi and those two Li Yue'e were intertwined and fighting, and the little yellow hair was dazzled!

At this moment, all the lit spirit runes were blown out by a gust of cold wind, and nothing could be seen! Then I heard a muffled sound, as if someone had struck the stick hard!

After that, there was no sound!

After a while, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moon once again released light in the sky, but where was there still a trace of Sister Yue'e and Daoist Ling Xuzi in front of him! The little yellow-haired fart searched around, shouted a few times "Dao Chief", and shouted a few more "Sister Yue'e", but the only thing that responded to him was his own voice echoing in the night sky!

Is this Sister Yue'e winning or the stinky Taoist winning? Or is it a lose-lose situation? What's the end of this when it's all gone? Little Yellow Hair can't think of it even if he wants to break his head! Now homeless, he walks around the village, not knowing where he belongs.