Dignity is only above the edge of the sword!

Mo Chuan can see it, this is the Nancun group of children bullying me for being old and powerless?

In that case, he can only show his hand.

"Wonderful! It's better to sit and talk about the Tao, than to get up and do it! ”

I saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest who reprimanded Mo Chuan at the beginning took the case and said:

"Poor Dao Chong Xuzi, I would like to ask Daoist friends to teach the mysterious Dao method!"

The sound fell, and the audience was full of commotion, and many people were quite moved.

If you can show your face here, maybe you can go directly to the prefect Tianting, and you will have a bright future.

Seeing that a fight was inevitable, the righteous Taoist priest who had not spoken opened his mouth:

"Don't be impatient, you two!"

Yiqian turned his head and threw his hand at everyone again:

"It is a blessing for you to come today! The so-called visitors are all guests, if you want to talk about the Tao, it is better to find a good day and an auspicious day, and find a wonderful place where the water flows and can be written and martial, isn't it beautiful? ”

Yiqian acted as a peacemaker.

He wanted to see Mo Chuan's ability, but this was his mansion after all.

As the host, let the guests fight privately, and it is not beautiful after all.

And Yanzhen is really old, and the old man is about to die, don't talk about the fighting method, it is possible to drive the crane west if you fall on your heels, why bother yourself?

"What the righteous Taoist friends said is reasonable, but it is a poor road!"

Chong Xuzi Chongyi Qiandao clenched his fists, and looked at Mo Chuan coldly: "Yanzhen Daoist, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, why don't you go out with me now and have a try?" ”

Mo Chuan sneered: "Poor Dao will be accompanied to the end!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a sudden exclamation from the courtyard.

Looking up, I saw a few Taoist priests, looking up at the southwest sky with a stunned face.

Following their line of sight, they saw a rolling black cloud that seemed to be born from the ends of the earth, emerging on the edge of the clear blue sky.

The black cloud was extremely narrow at first sight, but it was like a curtain opened, and it quickly came to Changlan City to cover the sky and the sun.

In the snap of a finger, the black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the city was dark, like a light disaster!

The yellow-crowned Buddha in the courtyard looked at the black clouds that were devastating and decaying, and their expressions were solemn, as if they were ominous.

The people of Changlan, who were celebrating all over the city, also looked at the sky with a puzzled face.

Is this going to rain?

"Boom—"

In the midst of the thunderstorm, the clouds dispersed, and the thick black clouds cracked a gap, and golden light sprinkled down, revealing a vague figure.

The figure was clothed in ten thousand rays of light, like a god descending from heaven.

Seeing this, the people in the city were silent at first, and I don't know who shouted: "The gods have appeared!" ”

Suddenly, the whole city was agitated, and countless people prostrated on the ground, kneeling and worshipping.

The figure raised his hand.

The rolling black clouds that suppressed the city suddenly pulled down, and actually rolled up the black tornado and fell into the world.

The tornado does not roll flowers and plants, does not roll rubble, but only touches the human body, just like the leeches in the mountains and forests, sucking blood and sucking the marrow, and in a moment, a big living person is sucked into a dry corpse.

The people who were still kneeling and worshiping, watching their relatives and friends who turned into skeletons under the demon wind, were shocked and their hearts and galls were broken.

"Monsters, monsters—"

"This is not a fairy, this is a monster!"

"Run!"

In an instant, panic spread throughout the city.

"Phew! Why don't you be evil, in broad daylight, you dare to come out and harm people?! ”

An angry rebuke came from the Yiqian Mansion.

- It's Chong Xuzi!

As soon as the voice fell, he made a secret decision, the golden light in his hand bloomed, and several talismans rose to the sky!

When everyone saw this, their eyes lit up.

The treatment of righteous cadres is obvious to all, and it is not me who hates the sword and slashed the demon last night!

Now there is a big demon at work.

How does this make them unhappy in their hearts? How not to have hot eyes?

As for the empty state of the big demon, it has long been covered by desire.

In other words, the yellow-crowned Buddha in the courtyard has already made them invisibly give birth to great courage.

"Let's work together to slay the demons!"

There is a Taoist priest yelling!

"Yanzhen Daoyou, you don't need to do anything, just look at it!"

Before the battle, some people also said a strange sentence of yin and yang, which caused a burst of laughter, but it relieved everyone's nervousness.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

One after another rune light rose into the sky, shining in the sky under the dim darkness of the black clouds pressing down on the city.

Seeing this, the big demon sneered, and his body moved one by one, directly flashing the Dao rune light.

Let the runic light disappear into the black clouds.

"Just a talisman, can you hurt me?"

The big demon in the air, with a sneering look on his face, raised his head, and was about to summon the vicious black smoke, when a sudden flash of fire flashed in front of him.

A talisman appears out of thin air!

Before it could react, the talisman exploded, turning into a green glow, drowning it.

"Hehe, how does Dao Ye's [Ghost Slaying Talisman] taste?"

Chong Xuzi sneered, that word was not so much for the big demon who was far away, but for the Taoist friends present.

However, before he finished speaking, his expression changed suddenly.

I saw that the green mangs dispersed, and the big demon was unscathed.

It suddenly looked down at the Yiqian Mansion, and its whole body suddenly disintegrated, turning into black resentful spirits and rushing towards the small courtyard.

By this time, it had understood that distance could not guarantee life.

In the face of the mysterious Dao technique, distance is the way to death.

Once you are cursed, it is too late to fight back.

"This, this is a hundred-year-old ghost cultivation!"

Looking at the big demon who turned into a resentful spirit, Chong Xuzi's face changed greatly.

With his strength, it is still difficult to deal with the Jiazi Great Demon, let alone the hundred-year-old Great Demon?

Is it any wonder that it dares to run amok in broad daylight?

Come to think of it, for ordinary ghosts, the scorching sun was as hot as fire; For it, it has become the source of refining the soul of the sun!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha trumpet, a Buddha light.

When Chong Xuzi was shocked, the abbot of Tianbao folded his hands and slapped a demon slaying seal.

At the same time, the yellow crowns in the courtyard also showed their skills and stopped them.

Only a very small number of people who were indiscriminate changed their faces in shock, turned around and fled in a hurry.

It's all slow, but it's fast.

However, in an instant, the resentful spirit of the Dao had already approached the small courtyard, and there were also streamers flashing out of the courtyard.

In the tooth-sore collision, the two sides either disappeared or pierced each other.

"Ahh

In the courtyard, a Taoist priest was poisoned and screamed.

Don't wait for a companion to lend a hand.

His eyes suddenly pierced blood, picked up the seven-star sword, and slashed at his colleagues.

Possessed by a ghast.

——The resentful souls that rushed in were not the body of the great demon at all, but the incarnations one after another.

"I'm here for revenge! As long as you hand over the man who killed my dog, I will not be blamed. ”

In the midst of the chaos of the crowd, a voice full of temptation came.

"Carving insect skills, dare to sow discord and earn poor heads?"

The righteous Taoist priest, who had not spoken, suddenly raised a money sword and recited a mantra loudly.

"The electric mother thunder gong, the supernatural power of rapid descent, is as urgent as the law!!"

Thorn -

An electric snake suddenly shone through the black clouds that crushed the city.

The black tornado that licked and ate the essence and blood of the human world suddenly dissipated nearly half.

"Boom—"

There was a dull thunderclap and a torrential downpour.

The big demon never imagined that the black cloud it had summoned with all its might would become the thunder and lightning mother of the opponent's spell.

"Thunder!"

The righteous old man raised his sword to summon!

Bang!

Suddenly, the showers were pouring and the electricity was full, and the thunder of the ancient was like a car.

A dazzling thunderbolt fell from the sky, slashing on the money sword, looking from a distance like a panicked heavenly pillar, reaching the nine heavens.

"Go!"

Yiqian's old Taoist qi machine locked the big demon, like lifting the pillar of optimus, trying his best to do his best, and slashed the past.

Instantly!

Soaring thunder and flying, the sky and earth are white.

When the light dissipated, under the rolling black clouds, the sky above the small courtyard was like a wash.

"It's done!"

Yiqian Lao Dao muttered to himself, "poof", he could no longer support his body, and knelt on one knee.

As the so-called:

The head of all laws, the envoy of thunder!

This is by no means an ordinary yellow crown, the ability to be used.

The old Dao of Yiqian can be used, in addition to the magic of the exercises he cultivates, the biggest reason is that he borrowed the power of the big demon.

It can be said that this thunder will be difficult for him to swing for the rest of his life!

Of course, he also paid a heavy price for this.

Fortunately...... It's over.

"Demon Wind...... The demon wind is still swallowing essence! ”

Suddenly, a trembling voice came from the field.

Yi Qiandao looked up, as if he had been struck by lightning, and under the anger, he vomited and spit out a mouthful of blood.

I saw the black clouds that crushed the city, and the clouds were still swept away, covering the sky and the sun.

Tornadoes ravaged Changlan.

I don't know how many people were slaughtered, turned into the blood of the great demon, and reduced to cultivation food.

"It seems that Changlan City is just Er'er, I knew this was the case, why should I send ghosts to control the walking corpses, but it is for nothing to delay my cultivation time."

The voice of indifference came from the black clouds.

Faintly, a cyan figure can be seen, jumping between the clouds and peaks.

“…… Finished! ”

The blood on the face of the righteous Taoist priest was lost.

The yellow-crowned Buddha in the courtyard is even more gray, like a mourner.

Where is this hundred-year-old demon?

It was clearly a five-class ghost immortal who had practiced for three hundred years.

"Righteous Daoist friends, do you still remember that the poor Dao once said that the poor Dao is good at governing ghosts?"

Just when the beings were desperate, an old voice came.