"The south is my Taoist territory, and you beasts dare to spread wild here?!"

A familiar cold cheer echoed in the room, and when we heard it, our hearts fell to the ground, and we were saved!

"Alas, don't be so impulsive, little guy, this kind of waste is so easy for our Taoist disciples' hands?" I struggled to look in the direction of Lao Song, and saw a familiar figure standing beside Lao Song.

This person was wearing a black shroud similar to the King of the Tablet, a black hat on his head, and a thick layer of black mist on his face that made it difficult to see his appearance.

Only a pair of eyes could see clearly on his facial features, and bursts of terrible green light appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed Lao Song's right hand with the knife raised.

The four big characters on the hat are clear, the world is peaceful, who else can this be the eighth master?

"Welcome to the Eighth Master's Law Frame." Lao Song and his father bent down and said in unison.

The stele king froze suddenly, slowly let go of the hand that was grabbing my neck, and said with a sneer: "Eighth master, you are here, what kind of wind blew you up from the capital city?" ”

Hei Wuchang glanced at the Tablet King coldly, snorted angrily and scolded: "You really deceived me and there is no Taoist family? The south side is where you can go wild at will? ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the green light in the eighth master's eyes flickered, and the miserable blue eyes made people shudder at first sight.

Hearing this, the stele king's body trembled uncontrollably: "Eighth master, you are angry, we don't know that these people are your disciples, let's leave now!" ”

Without the restraint of the stele king, I sat on the ground and gasped for breath, which suffocated me.

For the first time, I felt that air was so precious, and the feeling of suffocation just now was still vivid, and death had been so close to me.

Is Old Song okay?!

"Old Song! Are you okay! I hurriedly stood up and ran to Lao Song's side a few steps, and after taking a closer look at him, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the eighth master grabbed Lao Song's hand at a critical moment, otherwise he would have become a Yang by now.

"How stupid are you?!" I frowned and scolded Lao Song, and when I heard me scolding him, Lao Song smiled honestly: "Fuck your uncle, your life is more important!" ”

This grandson is a stupid v, others will cut off their own hands with a knife when they say a word, isn't this stupid?

However, when I saw him smirking, I suddenly felt a sour feeling in my heart, this grandson is really not a thing!

"Don't talk so much, are you alright?" Old Song scratched his head and smiled.

I glanced at him angrily: "Nonsense, Lao Tzu is your brother Fan, how can there be anything?" ”

After greeting each other a few times, they turned their heads and turned on the onlooker mode.

Isn't the stele king quite good? Now we want to see if the stele king is powerful or the eighth master is powerful!

"Eighth master, you are angry, the little one knows that he is wrong." The stele king trembled and raised his hand to give himself two slaps, and inadvertently turned his head to look at him dumbfounded.

All the animals outside the door are gone, and the man in the black trench coat is gone, what's going on? Ran away?!

"Hehe, it seems that you don't have much courage, I ran away as soon as I came?" Hei Wuchang smiled disdainfully, the sarcastic look in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly and said: "Since you dare to come to the south to harm people at will, then it doesn't mean that we don't accept it?" ”

The king of the stele knelt on the ground with a thud, and he didn't dare to raise his head and kowtow vigorously, and kept begging for mercy in his mouth: "The eighth master spares his life, the eighth master spares his life!" This is all at the behest of the king! ”

"Fart! You dare to tell a lie in front of me?! That person is just an ordinary disciple, can he instruct your Wulu Immortal Family and you, the Tablet King?! The eighth master shouted, and it exploded in our ears like thunder.

When we heard this voice, we couldn't help but feel timid, and our legs were a little weak, worthy of being the eighth master, the four big words of peace in the world are not in vain.

"I'm telling the truth! Eighth master, please Mingjian! Being yelled at by the eighth master, the stele king was almost frightened and fainted, and he kowtowed and shouted again and again.

The eighth master sat on the main seat, stared at the stele king with gloomy eyes, and whispered: "You tell Lord Ben clearly from beginning to end, if there is a little fiction, I will definitely take you back to hell to enjoy a thousand years of punishment." ”

The Tablet King nodded tremblingly and told us about the origin of the man outside.

Although that person was a disciple, he was not a person who did good deeds and accumulated virtues.

This person's surname is Wang, his name is Boyuan, and his name sounds like a scholar, but this person is not a good thing at all.

It is in his nature to be ruthless, and killing people is commonplace.

This person is very famous in the three eastern provinces, and the hall of worship at home is much more powerful than that of ordinary disciples who go out of the horse, not only the five-way immortal family, but also the stele king Qingfeng Smoke Soul countless.

It should be easy to make money with such a big ability, but people don't like to do good deeds, and they can do a lot of things like stealing chickens and dogs.

This time, the customer spent 500,000 yuan to hire Six Fingers for his life, and he agreed without hesitation.

"How did you cross the mountain customs?"

Hearing this, my father was puzzled, this group of grandsons should not be able to cross the Shanhaiguan, and even if they come, their mana will be greatly reduced.

Shanhaiguan is like the boundary of a country, if you step on it, your mana will be greatly reduced, just like an ordinary beast.

This is a rule that has been handed down since ancient times, and it is also a rule that everyone acquiesces to, so many disciples who go out of the horse do not dare to bring the immortal family to the south in their lives.

"That disciple has a special method, he has a white jade box in his home, which is said to be a treasure handed down from the pre-Qin period." The stele king was silent for a while before he said intermittently: "Put our hall slip in the jade box and bring it over the Shanhaiguan Pass, and there will be no problem at all." ”

(Note: The hall enshrined in the home of the disciple of the horse is a must-have, and the names of the ancestors and immortals are written on it, which is similar to the ancestral brand immortal spectrum of our southern Taoism.) ）

"Is there a treasure that can protect you? No wonder you will be fine if you come out again after passing the Shanhai Pass. The eighth master nodded and continued to ask: "Aren't you afraid of Taoist priests?" This is the south side. ”

The king of the stele glanced at us and didn't speak, and only slowly said under the eighth master's questioning: "The current Taoist is not powerful, so we dare to cross the Shanhaiguan to come here." ”

The eighth master closed his eyes thoughtfully, and said to himself: "Alas, I didn't expect that today's Taoism has fallen to such a point, I don't know how Junfang will feel when he sees this scene, I think how majestic Taoism was at the beginning, and the evil spirits and demons in the world are all dissatisfied, but I didn't expect that now even a group of rabble will dare to go to the south to spread wild." ”

"Eighth master, can the little one go? I won't be coming to the south again! The king of the stele looked at the eighth master in a trembling manner.

"Let's go, let's go." The eighth master smiled and waved his hand at him.

As soon as he saw that the eighth master was angry, the stele king didn't dare to say more, so he quickly kowtowed a few times and turned around and ran.

We were just trying to stop the grandson from running away when we heard a piercing scream.

"Eighth master! Didn't you let me go!? The stele king looked at the mourning stick that came out of his belly and asked in a daze.

"When I say go, I'll send you away." The eighth master smiled coldly: "Since you dare to come to the south, then you should be prepared to die, and in my opinion, you have harmed a lot of people, and today I will beat you to the soul to eliminate harm for the people." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Tablet King turned into a puff of black smoke and slowly disappeared from the room.

"The south is not a place for you brutes to go wild."