The three of them suddenly made a mess, fighting like glue, the masked old Taoist still held the little ghost baby in his arms, he could only free one hand to fight the enemy, but he was not weak, he pulled out the dust in his arms, and danced out of a white shadow of flowers, covering the whole body, for a while, Huikong and Huiming, the two great monks, couldn't help this masked old way, faintly seemed to be a little difficult, it can be seen that the cultivation of this masked old way is deep, it is indeed shocking.

Helped Wu Feng and Lao Liu Tou to the side of the raised rock, and let the two of them sit down, Master Hui Cong glanced at the three people who were fighting very worriedly, and then said to the little monk Zen Xin on the side: "Apprentice, you are good to take care of these two donors, this demon Dao is evil, and his cultivation is not low, and he is worried that your two uncles are not his opponents, and he will help him in the past." ”

"Master, if you go, these two donors will take care of it." The little monk nodded and said.

"Hmm." Monk Huicong nodded, turned around to leave, at this time, the old Liu Tou on the side wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and reminded: "This master, there is also a demon trick on this demon road, I don't know how many powerful ghosts with extremely high Taoism have been banned, and the master must be careful to ......"

"Got it, thank you for reminding you, see that your injury is not light, stay here and don't move, the poor monk will come when he goes......"

As he spoke, Monk Huicong was already full of true energy, and his movements were like flying, and he ran to the masked old man in the blink of an eye, and the three great monks fought against the masked old man together.

As soon as he joined the battle group, the form was immediately reversed, and the masked old Taoist retreated again and again, during which the dust in the hands of the masked old Taoist was pumped on the body of the monk Huiming several times, and his monk's clothes were pulled into a strip of rags, oozing out the bloodstains of the Tao, and the monk Huiming seemed to be unaware, and the tiger and tiger who danced with the Zen staff in his hand were all greeted to the vital parts of the masked old Tao.

Lao Liu's cultivation is not very high, just now he reluctantly used the Taoist nine-character mantra to condense a barrier, resisting a sword talisman of the masked old Dao, and still part of the remaining strength hit Lao Liu's chest, this time it was really not light, Lao Liu's five organs were shocked, and he almost lost his life here.

However, there is something more serious than Lao Liu's injury, that is Wu Feng, the battle with Weng Chai almost exhausted all his true qi, and he was seriously injured by it, unable to do qi, just now resisted the sword talisman and reluctantly played a void spell, the true qi was basically completely exhausted, and the tingling pain from the dantian made Wu Feng only curl up behind the rock, his head just kept breaking out in a cold sweat, and he didn't even have the strength to snort.

Lao Liu Tou saw that the three big monks were fighting with the masked old Tao, and they also had the upper hand, and finally put his mind at ease, he turned around and looked at the little monk called Zen Xin on the side, but saw that the little monk's face was calm, not impatient or impatient, and his waist stood straight next to Wu Feng, he didn't seem to be worried about the safety of his two uncles and master, or maybe he thought that the masked old man was not the opponent of his three elders at all.

Lao Liu Tou coughed dryly, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and immediately attracted the little monk called Zen Xin, he glanced at Lao Liu Tou, and said with concern: "This old donor, the master said that you are very seriously injured, and you will not be allowed to move, wait for the master and they to drive away the Taoist master, and then send you to heal." ”