The smoke cleared, and the underworld appeared in front of everyone even more embarrassed, and the Fang Tian painting in his hand was already missing a mouth.

Assassin solemnly looked at the man in tattered Taoist robes in front of him, "Who are you!" ”

Lao Dao snorted, "Who are you, I remember that there is no such person as you in the world, have you forgotten the rules of the world!" ”

"Hmph, it turned out to be a person from Maoshan, I am the underworld ghost general under the Ransheng Ghost King, you should take care of the affairs of the underworld!" Listen to Lao Dao's words, and you will know who Lao Dao is. Compared to Lan Qi, Lao Dao was already really threatening his life, and the tone of the assassination was not so tough.

"I don't care what kind of bullshit ghost king you are, when you come to the world, you will come according to the rules of the world, since you don't follow the rules, then you don't have to go back, stay!" Lao Dao heard that the assassin moved out of his backstage, and Lao Dao's eyes were staring, and his eyes were full of murder.

Listening to the words of the old Tao, the assassin said secretly: It's not good! It seems that the name of his master can't frighten the old man of Maoshan in front of him.

The old way gestured a dozen times, and a soldier word re-condensed "Bing!" ”

Seeing this, the assassin took a few steps back, "Hmph, old Taoist, don't think that you know the nine-character mantra, I'm afraid of you!" "Stylus said that the movements in his hand did not stop, Fang Tian Huajian was just now notched by the nine-character mantra of the old way, and the power of the Underworld Kill put Fang Tianhua away and took out a mirror. If you look closely, the mirror is full of ghosts, as if ghosts are screaming unwillingly. "Hmph, old Taoist, it doesn't matter what kind of Maoshan you are, let me die!" The mirror lit up with a green light and shot at the soldier.

The green light hit the soldier character, and the soldier character melted away like snow meeting the sun. The green light did not change and shot through the old road.

Lao Dao's eyes became solemn, his hand waved, and a gossip plate flew out of Lao Dao's clothes, turning into a demi-human like a shield in front of Lao Dao. The green light hit the Bagua Shield, and the eight characters on the Bagua Shield, including Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, and Kun, lit up, and the eight characters formed a very thin light that looked at layer by layer and firmly blocked the green light.

Hades frowned at the failure of his magic weapon, the mirror rotated, and several more powerful green rays shot out. This mirror is the only magic weapon of the underworld, and it is a hell mirror that has been practiced for more than 200 years by catching hundreds of extremely evil ghosts from the eighteenth layer of hell, and each attack can release a green light with eighteen layers of hell resentment.

Lao Dao narrowed his eyes and took out a dry talisman. The old talisman has not yet been activated, but Lan Qi has already felt the power of this talisman, and Lan Qi's eyes widened when he was lying on the ground: This is a high-level talisman! Lan Qi felt the strength he had never felt before, except for the high-level rune, Lan Qi couldn't think of what the talisman was.

The green light shone on the Bagua Shield, and the Bagua Shield was slowly knocked back towards the old road. Lao Dao read something in his mouth, the talisman in his hand flew up from Lao Dao's hand, the dark clouds in the sky felt something, in the sky above Lao Dao, the dark clouds were dispersed, and a beam of sun shot down from the dark clouds and shone on the flying talisman. After absorbing the sun, the charm became golden.

Soon the talisman disappeared, and a small fire appeared in the place of the talisman, Lan Qi looked at the purple fire in the air, and his eyes shrank, "The sun is really hot!" ”

"What!" Listening to Lan Qi's words, the cicada was surprised to look at the fire in the sky, and sure enough, the cicada felt an unprecedented threat from it, and if the cicada felt that he was touched by this fire, it was also possible for his soul to fly away. The moon cicada looked at the old way who was casting spells in surprise.

Feeling the power of the true fire of the sun in the sky, the Immortal Killer panicked, and quickly reacted, "Hmph, old Taoist, you forced me." After the ghost appeared, the ghost qi was more condensed around the ghost shadow, and the ghost qi under the ground flew out in a steady stream. Feeling the threat of the sun's true fire, he recklessly pulled out the ghosts in the Hell Mirror, the most important thing in the Hell Mirror is these ghosts, if there are no ghosts, the power of the mirror will be reduced by eight layers.

But under the threat of the sun's true fire, the underworld had to sacrifice his only magic weapon to save his life. Lao Dao pointed to the underworld, and the sun in the sky flew over.

Seeing the sun true fire flying, the distressed operator ghost crashed into the sun real fire. What is the true fire of the sun, it is one of the most powerful fires in heaven and earth. The ghost crashed into the true fire of the sun, and one did not even let out a scream and dissolved into the heavens and the earth, and the eternal soul was scattered, never beyond life.

When the hell killing was refining, it would have erased the consciousness of the ghost long ago, otherwise, in front of the true fire of the sun, no matter what the consequences were, it would be the first thought to dodge. The ghost who erased his consciousness was not afraid to keep hitting the sun and the real fire.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest actually summoned the true fire of the sun, the underworld now can't control the consequences of failure, and communicates with the underworld to open the channel.

"Go there! Leave it for me! As soon as the space fluctuated, Lao Dao felt it for the first time, and when he looked over and saw that the Assassin was opening the space channel, how could Lao Dao let him get his wish. The old man shouted, and a fire talisman struck him.

It's just an ordinary fire talisman used to stop the action of the underworld. Lao Dao picked up Lan Qi's peachwood sword on the ground and stabbed at the underworld.

"Damn it!" was stopped by Lao Dao and secretly scolded, and hurriedly jumped away from Lao Dao's attack. Lao Dao missed a blow, chased after him, and hit multiple talismans with one hand to stop the killing.

There was no way to kill the underworld, so he had to take out the broken Fang Tian Painting Blade again to block the attack of the old way.

The true fire of the sun in the sky and the ghost released by the underworld are still in the process of elimination, and every time the true fire of the sun is fired, a ghost will disappear between heaven and earth.

"Boom!" The Assassin was knocked away by the old way.

"Ahem!" Stygian stood up and saw a few talismans flying over again. Fang Tian drew a few pieces of wood that he had knocked down and flew towards the talisman.

"Old Taoist, damn it!" Stylus wanted to say something, but his heart hurt, and Hadesa touched his chest that was kicked by Lao Dao.

"Hmph, it's time to send you on your way!" Lao Dao spoke, and the peachwood sword floated in front of Lao Dao, stretched out his hand, and a few talismans entered the peachwood sword. "Soul Slayer Sword!" The old saying fell, and the peachwood sword flew to the underworld in an ordinary way.

Seeing the peachwood sword flying, his eyes were puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, Fang Tianhua met the peachwood sword. "Bump!" Although the peachwood sword looked ordinary, with the blessing of the old way, the hardness directly pierced the Fang Tian painting of the underworld.

Hordes looked frightened and tried to dodge, but found that they had been locked. The heart of the underworld was ruthless, let go of the hand, and the underworld turned into a ghost to dodge this fatal blow.

Although the hell kill was dodged, the ghost qi was knocked out by the peachwood sword. The peachwood sword passed through the underworld, turned its head and stabbed it again. Losing too much ghost qi can no longer condense and form, and can only maintain a ghost qi state.

After eating a blow, the underworld naturally won't eat it again, so he hurriedly dodged and flew into the air.

The peachwood sword flew back into Lao Dao's hand, and Lao Dao held the sword and watched the hell kill that flew in the air and turned into a ghost.

"Old Dao, if you don't let me feel better, don't even think about it. Watch hell come to me! ”

The sound of the killing fell, and the ghost qi directly turned into layers of hell, and the tongue pulling hell, the knife mountain hell, and the oil pot hell were displayed one by one.

Lao Dao's eyes became solemn, and he stood up with a peachwood sword, and the peachwood sword floated in front of Lao Dao out of thin air, "Pro, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, in, front." "Every time Lao Tao reads a word, the word appears out of thin air, and the word appears directly into the peachwood sword, when the peachwood sword is blessed with the nine-character mantra, the nine-character mantra continues to flow on the peachwood sword.

"Humph!" The sound of hell came from hell, and hell slowly began to grow from small to large, and finally enveloped Lan Qi's garden, and the eighteen layers of hell were displayed one by one, and the ghosts of hell kept roaring, looking at Lan Qi and the others from time to time.

Lan Qi frowned and looked at the hell on display, making himself breathless, Lan Qi looked up at Lao Dao and found that he had nothing to do, and then looked at the moon cicada, and found that the three of them had an impact on themselves, and the other two had no effect on hell, Lan Qi sighed and sat cross-legged and continued to recover.

Lao Dao commanded the peachwood sword to shoot towards the hell of the underworld, and after the peachwood sword was shot, the nine-character mantra on the sword flowed faster and faster.

"Boom, boom!" The peachwood sword and the hell of the underworld kept colliding, and a louder bang sounded.

"No!! I'm not reconciled! With a scream, the Underworld was pierced through the heart by the peachwood sword, and disappeared into the air little by little, and the remaining layers of hell also slowly disappeared after the Underworld.

The peachwood sword fell in the air, and Lao Dao took the peachwood sword and breathed a sigh of relief. In the collision just now, the layers of hell of the underworld were broken one by one by the peachwood sword blessed with the nine-character mantra.

Seeing that the assassination was eliminated, Lao Dao breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to Lan Qi's side with a peachwood sword, and the moon cicada hid behind Lan Qi when he saw this.

Speaking of the underworld, the underworld also died very depressed, from the beginning to the end of the underworld has not been serious, in the underworld seems that their strength can already run rampant in the world, if it is not afraid of the people of the underworld, the underworld directly turns this place into a ghost domain, and the arrival of the old way is the first, and then the underworld is passive everywhere, until the death of the underworld all the strength has not been exerted.

Wait! Lan Qi thought that after the old way eliminated the underworld, he would kill the moon cicada as well, after all, the moon cicada is also a ghost.

Lao Dao saw Lan Qi's movements, and then looked at himself holding a peachwood sword in his hand and shook his head, "You kid, don't worry!" I'm not an indiscriminate killer. ”

Listening to the words of the old Tao, Lan Qi was embarrassed: "Senior, write more about the life-saving grace of the seniors, I don't know the names of the seniors?" Lan Qi saluted the old Taoist and asked respectfully. Moon Cicada listened to Lao Dao's words behind Lan Qi, and knew that Lao Dao would not kill him, so Yue Cicada cautiously poked her head out.

"Name? Forget the old way! "Lao Dao said very shamelessly, Lan Qi was speechless for a while, can he forget his name?

"Boy, you are practicing Maoshan Taoism, who is your master?" Lao Dao looked Lan Qi up and down and asked.

Lan Qi secretly thought: Not good! I learned my Taoism from "Yimei Daochang", even if it is the same time and space, now I am in the Yuan Dynasty in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer, and my master is the Republic of China. It's hundreds of years! Lan Qi's eyes rolled and there was a way.

"Senior, under the master's eyebrows!"

"One eyebrow chief?" Lao Dao was puzzled when he heard this name, as if he didn't have this character in Maoshan, right? "Boy, where is your master now?"

"Senior, I don't know about the old man, the master only took me to practice for less than a month and threw me a few books and didn't know where to go, I haven't seen the old master for several years!" Lan Qi said half-truthfully. Indeed, Yimei Dao Chang only took himself to practice for half a month, not only ten days, and gave himself a few books, Lan Qi was not afraid of the person in front of him finding it!

Lao Dao nodded, and did not doubt Lan Qi's words, after all, there are many people like Maoshan in Maoshan, and many of them go out to experience and meet a good root to teach, and they will take a look after more than ten years.

"No wonder, boy, I'm Elder Maoshan, you kid is in line with the taste of the old way, go back to Maoshan with the old way! You're pretty good, even though you've used tantric methods! Lao Dao could see at a glance that Lan Qi's appearance and age were wrong, but when he thought of Lan Qi's current age, he knew that Lan Qi had enabled the secret method. I still know the old way of my own sect's spells!

Although he knew that the old way was not small, Lan Qi didn't expect that it was actually the elder of the Maoshan faction who practiced the Maoshan Dao technique by himself, no wonder fighting ghosts would be the same as playing, it seems that this is the person of the grandmaster of the Maoshan Elder who is already a grandmaster.