"Haha...... A few of you old thieves are bald, relying on the fact that there are many of you, and you are bullied to the head of the poor road, aren't you just more than people? There aren't many poor people, but there are a few ghosts, do you see them? A few of them will be your end, and it won't be long before you will become poor murderous puppets like them, haha......"

The masked old man held the evil ghost trick in his hand, and a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he laughed uncontrollably.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Monk Huikong took a deep breath, and glanced at the seven or eight powerful ghosts and fierce spirits standing beside the masked old Tao, Rao is a monk like him who has cultivated so deeply, and his heart is also timid, a monk like him has already seen through life and death, death is a kind of relief for them, and they can ascend to the Western Elysium as soon as possible, but after death, their souls will be accepted into the evil ghost tricks, not into the six realms of reincarnation, and will consume their will, and they will be washed by the yin wind all day long, so that their souls will become extremely fierce, Becoming a murderous puppet manipulated by others, such a thing is absolutely unacceptable, once he is accepted into this evil trick, a lifetime of cultivation will be in vain.

Not only did Master Huikong show a frightened look, but Huiming and Huicong Monk were also startled, Lao Liu Tou had reminded Monk Huicong that the masked old Taoist had a demon trick in his hand, and he didn't take it to heart at that time, but he never thought that there were so many souls imprisoned in this evil ghost move, and they were all masters who had cultivated quite deeply in their lifetimes, and the three of them had only a slight upper hand in fighting the masked old Dao together, at this moment, This masked veteran suddenly released so many murderous helpers, how could they be the opponents of this masked veteran with just a few of them?

"Dao Chief...... Your sins are too deep, just kill people, why bother to imprison the souls of others, this is karma, after death will go to the infernal hell, suffer thousands of tortures, Buddhism has a cloud: put down the butcher's knife, stand on the ground to become a Buddha, you are too late to turn back now, the poor monk advises you to put down the butcher's knife in your hand earlier, do more good deeds, maybe you can offset part of the sins, after death, the soul will not suffer so much. ”

Monk Huikong clasped his hands together and said frankly and regretfully.

Lao Liu, who was not far away, also saw such a terrifying scene, his face turned pale with fright, and he didn't expect that this masked old devil trick would imprison so many fierce souls, so he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Just when Lao Liu was stunned, a hand suddenly put on Lao Liu's body, startling him, Lao Liu Tou turned around, and saw that Wu Feng had already gotten better, and at this moment he was looking at the masked Lao Dao and Huikong Monk and others not far away with a solemn face.

"Uncle Liu...... It seems that we are less ferocious today, this demon path is too powerful, and it is ten times more difficult to deal with than the Qingxu Demon Dao and Weng Chai combined. Wu Feng said with some despair.

"Yes." Old Liu Tou replied and sighed: "It seems that the old man is wrong, he shouldn't have let Master Huikong and them come, my old bones will die if they die, and I hurt them again today, I really shouldn't have it." ”

Wu Feng's hand grabbed Lao Liu's arm, and suddenly reached out and took out the Maoshan Emperor Bell and the corpse ruler, as well as a tight cloth bag wrapped in silk, and the corpse mirror obtained from the Qing Void Demon Dao, which were stuffed into Lao Liutou's hand.