"Clear ...... Breeze old road...... Is that you? How do you know that it was Poor Dao who killed Zhang Tuanlian and Sun Jiang's family...... How do you know......" Qingxu Dao Elder looked at the small black whirlwind around him in horror.

However, the little Daoist didn't speak again, or the Qingfeng Daoist didn't want to pay attention to any of the Qingxu Daoist's words at all, but was just bent on killing him and avenging those who died innocently and tragically at his hands.

The little Taoist priest closed his mouth and stopped speaking, the black qi all over his body rolled endlessly around his body, and the small black whirlwind around him, when he rotated, drove the whirring wind, rolling the weeds and gravel in the broken temple into the air again, and for a while, the wind roared, like a ghost crying and crying, and the cold breath instantly drummed around the broken temple.

Qingxu Daoist grabbed Weng Chai 's arm, his body trembled violently, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Weng Chai is the ghost trick used by the Qingfeng Old Dao, if the poor Dao is not injured, he will definitely not be afraid of the Qingfeng Old Dao, but the injury is too serious at this time, and the innate body protection can not be exerted, so it depends on the old brother Weng Chai to help the old brother......

Weng Chai's time to pay attention to this Qingxu Dao at this moment, the gusts of yin wind rushing towards him, are the dead souls, the evil ghosts who crawled out of the hell and the netherworld to ask for their lives, but seeing Weng Chai's pair of broken eyebrows tightly locked, the muscles on his black shiny face trembled slightly, and his dark eyes were deeply filled with fear.

The little Taoist priest who was surrounded by black qi was still approaching Weng Chai and Qingxu Daoist step by step, Weng Chai looked around at the black whirlwind that kept spinning for a week, and finally his eyes were still locked on the little Taoist priest who was full of black gas.

Weng Chai knew very well in his heart that the reason why the little Taoist priest was able to summon so many yin souls to ask for his life was because the little Taoist priest was controlled by the Qingfeng Taoist who was talking about it, as long as the little Taoist's head was twisted off, this cloud of yin wind would dissipate, and this spell would also form a backlash, once this Dao method was cracked, all the yin souls would be entangled in the person who cast the spell, and they would never die.

Thinking of this, a sneer hung on the corner of Weng Chai's mouth, and he pulled out a scimitar from his back, like a black whirlwind, and rushed towards the little Taoist priest who was surrounded by black gas, which was quite fast, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and in an instant, he arrived at the little Taoist's side, and slashed at the little Taoist's neck with a swing, the little Taoist did not dodge, and suddenly stretched out his hand, shot out a black gas, and hit Weng Chai in the chest, Weng Chai's machete had not yet fallen, I saw that the black gas hit him, this black gas is a yin and evil gas, and it is naturally unbearable to hit people, Weng Chai flashed, dodged the black gas, and then did not wait for a moment to stop, and cut the head of the little Taoist priest again, although the little Taoist priest was expressionless and could not see, but he was controlled by the Qingfeng Dao long, although it was only a vague shadow, but he could still distinguish the trajectory of his actions, and the Qingfeng Dao held his breath and concentrated, poured all his mental power into the little Taoist's body, and pinched a few fingers in a row, causing the little Taoist to throw out a thicker black qi from his hand. K*^s^*