"No wonder Brother Weng Chai insisted on letting Poor Dao get the head of Jin Batian, it turned out that he wanted to get this flying head down, but Poor Dao still has a question, after this flying head is lowered, does Jin Batian still recognize Poor Dao?" Qingxu Dao Chang looked at Jin Batian's head floating in mid-air and said.

"This flying head is similar to the zombie that the Taoist priest of Maoshan said, using paper charms and spells to control zhì, and I don't know the people before I was alive, today we will use this golden head to make a flying head to kill those people who are embarrassed by the old brother!" Weng Chai said fiercely.

Qingxu Daoist laughed loudly, and his heart was extremely proud, "It's just that when that group of people saw the head of this golden tyrant, even if this flying head didn't suck their blood, it could kill them half to death." Haha......"

Weng Chai looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction, and recited the incantation again in his mouth, directing the extremely terrifying head to drag a mass of internal organs to fly around in the broken temple, this scene is too weird, ordinary people can be frightened at a glance, and the two little Taoist priests are even more frightened, and their bodies are close to the back of the Qingxu Daoist.

"Brother Weng Chai , then let's leave now, Poor Dao can't wait to kill those enemies!" Qingxu Dao Chang stroked his beard and said.

"Let's go!" Weng Chai said a word, and strode out of the broken temple, Qingxu Daoist was supported by a small Taoist priest and followed behind that Weng Chai strode forward, several of them had the head of Jin Batian floating above their heads, but there was a string of internal organs of Ma Liuye hanging below, especially Jin Batian's face still maintained the expression he had when he died, extremely hideous, his eyes without eyelids, turning back and forth from time to time, but I didn't know if I could see the path.

A group of four people came to the outside of Kaihua City in about an hour, at this time, the gate of Kaihua City was closed, and only four or five officers and soldiers stood on top of the city tower to guard, holding torches, and patrolling back and forth.

Qingxu Daoist and the others hid in the shadows and looked towards the city tower, and after a while, Qingxu Daoist said in a low voice: "It's late at night, the city gate has long been closed, let's think of another way to enter the city." ”

Weng Chai squinted his eyes and glanced at the officers and soldiers on the city tower, and said in a low voice: "A few wine bags and rice bags, the old man will kill these officers and soldiers with a flying head and force them to open the city gate." ”

"This is absolutely not good, if you are not good at ropes, there will inevitably be officers and soldiers who will sound the signal flare, and then the officers and soldiers of the whole city will be dispatched, and we will not be able to enter the city at all, let's take a detour, and we can't enter through the front door." Qingxu Dao said in a deep voice.

Weng Chai nodded reluctantly, and said hatefully: "Then it's cheaper, these little miscellaneous hairs, and the old man will come back to kill them when he has time." ”

Qingxu Dao Changchao glanced around, but saw that there was a place not far away where the city wall was relatively low, but it was almost two zhang high, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the place: "Let's go up from that side, but Poor Dao's body is still too weak now, and when the time comes to go up the city wall, I still need the help of Brother Weng Chai to help." ”

"It's easy to say, let's go over first......" Weng Chai glanced back at the officers and soldiers on the city wall, lowered the flying head on the top of his head, and walked close to the ground, avoiding the sight of those officers and soldiers.