A fire dragon exhaled from the mouth of the old road, setting off a large area of firelight and swept towards the idol.

Hiss!

Another black wind howled, and the red light was swallowed in one gulp.

A big red snake entrenched on the statue of the god at some point, its body was covered with a layer of black demonic energy, there was a faint single horn bulge on the top, the eyes were like electricity, the snake was like lightning, and it was as fast as lightning, which was obviously not an ordinary thing.

The scene of the two fighting was fully watched by the scholars, and there was shock in their eyes.

However, at this time, his face was jet black, and he looked like he was dying soon, and it was the black light that had been working on it before.

"Dao Chief..."

He looked at Lao Dao unwillingly.

Lao Dao just shook his head lightly and said, "The exam is once every three years, and now it is the fourth year of Yuhua." ”

"Yuhua for four years... Yuhua for four years..."

The scholar muttered in his mouth, as if relieved, he finally remembered that at this time last year, he went to Beijing to catch the exam, that is, he encountered heavy rain on the road and took refuge in the temple.

In the misty lake, he fell asleep, only to see a flash of red light, and never woke up.

Gradually, there was a faint black gas rushing into the sky on the scholar's head, and a black light flashed in his eyes.

The whole person's temperament changed greatly, and he laughed wildly at the old way: "Haha, I didn't expect to be recognized by you." ”

Lao Dao snorted softly: "Mountain spirit monsters, the side door is scattered, and you still want to show off?" ”

The scholar smiled lightly, raised his hand, and the red snake at the statue fell into his hand like a red light, turning into a red long sword.

One person and one snake, the breath instantly merged into one, and in an instant, the demonic spirit rushed into the sky.

Lao Dao's face finally changed, and he finally knew how this snake demon controlled the scholar.

"The art of forbidden incarnation."

If it was a third-rate technique like a trick, he would have seen through it at a glance, but the previous scholar, from the moment he entered the door, he repeatedly observed, if it weren't for the strange words, he really couldn't see it.

The art of incarnation is a technique of seizing the body of the mountain spirit demon to take off his body.

However, this kind of seizure is not complete, some demons will also use taboo means to refine the original body in one, when the time comes, half human and half demon, gods and men taboo, heaven and earth are not allowed.

This kind of monk cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation even if he dies, which can be called an exception.

Such a price, as well as a different kind of cultivation, is naturally of great benefit, especially for a certain natural character.

Thinking of the mountain temple here, Lao Dao instantly had a bad thought and wanted to leave.

The snake demon laughed: "Good Taoist, good knowledge, do you want to leave now?" It's late! ”

In an instant, the long sword in the scholar's hand bloomed with a flickering red light, and a red light centered on him, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire temple.

On the stage, the clay statue came to life in an instant, turning into the appearance of a scholar, the red long sword lingered around the body, turning into a red light, and a large piece of sword qi roared towards the old road.

Boom~

Lao Dao's sleeves waved, a large amount of fire splashed in his mouth, and one after another fire dragons shattered the sword qi, and he was also stopped.

At this moment, the entire mountain temple continued to vibrate, and a little black light seeped out from the wall, spreading over, surrounding the old road and imprisoning the surroundings.

The light completely enveloped the temple, and the demonic energy was full of it, turning into a thunderbolt of the wind.

"Not good! Realm of the Gods! ”

As soon as Lao Dao's face changed, he knew that this snake demon practiced forbidden arts, and paid such a big price, and he must have something to ask for.

Really...... The personality of the earth here actually fell on this demon.

In this way, this demon has the advantage here.

But the mountain god fruit position?

Lao Dao thought in his heart, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

The scholar didn't say much, his figure was completely hidden, turning into a black mist whistling, there seemed to be a red light flashing in it, which was dangerous and abnormal, it was the red sword, constantly entwining and swallowing.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Lao Dao's eyes, and he raised his hand slightly, and a bronze bell in his sleeve robe rang loudly, turning into a few green rays of light, wandering like a belt, like electric light, rotating back and forth around the black mist.

The black mist that the scholar turned into was condensed like substance, black like ink, whistling, and a foul smell, which was a strange and wonderful method.

No matter how swirling the green fluorescence was, the rattling sound continued, but it did not waver in the slightest.

On the contrary, it is completely impossible to get rid of the entanglement of the black fog.

The red light in the black mist was wanton, and it suddenly shone brightly, completely drowning those few blue and white electric lights.

Lao Dao flew out upside down, blood at the corners of his mouth was wanton, and bronze bells were floating in the air.

The black wind suddenly shrank into a ball, revealing a figure hidden inside, which was the scholar who was entrenched in the body of the Red Lian Snake.

With a wave of his sleeves, the scholar took the mist into it, and casually took the bronze bell into his arms.

Lao Dao's face turned pale, and he arched his hand slightly: "Today is Lao Dao's stealing chickens and rice, can Your Excellency let go of the law and spare my life?" Although the old Taoist cultivation is weak, there is also a method of jade crushing. ”

The snake demon, or the mountain god here, laughed: "What a cunning Taoist, he really bullied this seat and didn't know the magic power, and even the natal spirit treasure was broken by this seat, what kind of jade is it to fight for his life?" ”

Lao Dao snorted lightly, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly rose: "I am the White Lotus Sect's apologetic protector, and I have my own magical powers. ”

"Besides, the monks in my sect have a fate card to send their lives, and once you die, you will be implicated."

"When the time comes, the old mother will destroy your broken temple, destroy your cultivation, and let you not be allowed to devote yourself to the six realms of reincarnation at that time, how desolate!"

The snake demon smiled lightly: "The Taoist with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, when you see me, let you get away, and your old mother will not let me go." ”

"Don't say more, damage the monk's face, go well, don't send it."

With a fall, the red snake turned into a red light, and with a claw, the old way completely revealed the essence of emptiness, the head rolled down, and the blood was scattered.

The snake demon showed a smug smile: "Collect!" ”

The red light was restrained, and the divine law domain submerged into the body of the god statue, and the temple that was originally shrouded in the light gradually became flat, as tattered as in the past.

Suddenly, the snake demon's face changed drastically.

"Something!"

The original old Taoist didn't know when he actually came back to life, stood up tremblingly, and lifted the head on the side.

With one hand on his neck, the wound healed as quickly as possible, leaving only a trail of blood in the blink of an eye.

Fu Qiu's eyes rolled, with a hint of confusion.

It's the first time he's crossed over, and he's lost his head.

I pressed my head on myself, and one by one my memories emerged, and I was still receiving the memories and wishes that were left behind.

Suddenly, a red light stabbed at him like a sharp sword.

Fu Qiu's eyes changed, he couldn't figure out the details of his opponent, and he didn't dare to keep his hand.

In the dantian, a golden pill roared with countless golden sharp qi, prying the spiritual power that filled the sky in the air and turned into a big handprint covering the sky, crushing towards the opponent.

He was a little excited, because the aura level of this world surpassed that of all the previous worlds.

However, he is also wary.

This kind of world, at a glance, is strong and cannot be underestimated.

In space, a nuclear bomb with a yield of 50 million tons is ready at any time, and if the situation is not right, Fu Qiu will hide in space and drop the nuclear bomb.

"Ahh

With an unwilling howl, the snake demon was directly lined up into a pile of minced meat by the big handprint of this day, and only one Chilian long sword fell in place, a little dark.

He couldn't figure it out anyway, the dead enemy could still be resurrected, and his cultivation skyrocketed, and he could be killed with a slap.

……