Chapter 1290: Eggs

The tall Taoist priest's body was surrounded by black gas, steaming, and through his hands, there was constantly a black aura spreading to the short Taoist priest's body, the short Taoist priest looked extremely painful, and made an insect-like "squeak" sound, and his whole body trembled again, from the tall Taoist priest's body, there was a black aura that continued to spread, and one by one the black whirlwinds came out of his body, circling around the little Taoist priest, penetrating through his body, but the soul of the short little Taoist priest had dissipated, Now it is controlled by the Gu worm, there is no consciousness at all, although the expression is painful, it is only controlled by the Gu worm, and the Gu worm is also afraid of the yin and evil qi condensed by dozens of unjust souls on the body of the tall Taoist priest.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "click", and the head of the short Taoist priest was directly pulled off by the tall Taoist priest surrounded by black gas, and when the short little Taoist priest died for a long time, the blood did not spurt out, but slowly overflowed from the neck cavity, and the blood was black, mixed with some white flower eggs, and fell to the ground one by one. "Poof", the dead body of the short Taoist priest fell to the ground, and the headless body trembled, and after a while, countless poisonous insects of all sizes crawled out of the body of the short little Taoist priest, and more and more, densely crawling towards the tall Taoist priest surrounded by black gas.

The tall little Taoist priest's black eyes were dull, there was no expression on his face, he didn't seem to care about the dense poisonous insects on the ground at all, and continued to walk slowly towards Weng Chai and Qingxu Dao Chang, at the same time, his body was once again filled with a black whirlwind, and in an instant, more than a dozen small black whirlwinds were separated, and the dozen or so small whirlwinds kept rotating, making a "woo" sound, and all the countless small poisonous insects on the ground were rolled up in the air, and those poisonous insects collided with each other in the high-speed rotation. There was a burst of bean-like sounds, the sound became more and more dense, and the black whirlwind also turned faster and faster, rolling the weeds and gravel on the ground into the air, and the big trees in the broken temple swayed with the wind, the leaves rattled, the yin wind gusted, and the cold air was pressing, making people shudder.

Seeing that the Gu poison couldn't deal with the little Taoist priest covered with black gas, Weng Chai cursed for a while, and suddenly recited the incantation again, at this time, the head of the golden tyrant floating in the air suddenly turned, and flew towards the little Taoist priest who was covered with black gas, and before he flew to the little Taoist priest's side, the string of internal organs and intestines under his head squirmed, and suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound, and the string of oily and shiny intestines was thrown out and wrapped around the little Taoist priest's body. The intestines kept wriggling, getting tighter and tighter, like a python, and kept increasing its strength, even lifting the entire body of the little Taoist priest into the air.

Qingfeng Daoist sat on the futon at this time, the sweat on his head rolled down like rain, and the picture in his mind became more and more blurred, vaguely, he seemed to see a head, and there was something hanging below I don't know what it was, and then he threw out a thing like hemp rope, wrapped around the body of the little Taoist, at this moment the little Taoist priest was controlled by the mind of the Qingfeng Daoist, when the little Taoist's body was entangled in that long rope-like thing, Qingfeng Dao Chang felt as if the thing was wrapped around his chest, and the tighter he tightened, the heavier his breathing became.