In a remote valley on Maple Island, a black light suddenly descended, and then landed on the largest piece of granite and collapsed, revealing an extremely thin figure, shaking his body like a hemp pole in the breeze, as if he couldn't stand steadily, this person was the monk surnamed Jin Dan of the Ghost Control Sect who defeated the Wanqing Ping Cave Mansion not long ago.

At this time, his brow was furrowed, and his wrinkled face was pressed tightly against the bones of his skeletal face, as if he was annoyed by something. If a mortal boy were to see this person, he would surely be frightened by his ghostly appearance and shouted, "Where will the little rabbit cub run away if he hasn't returned to the Ten Thousand Methods?

Immediately, this person sighed again: "Now I have to use the secret technique of this seat, although it will cost some money, but as long as I get that white jade gui and present it to the ancestor, that price is nothing!"

Thinking of this, the monk immediately turned his finger into a knife without hesitation, and with a "snort", he pulled out a small wound from the tip of his finger, squeezed it with his other hand, and a drop of essence blood flew out of it immediately.

The hemp monk didn't care to bandage the wound, slapped the storage bag, and as the glow reversed, a jade bottle appeared in the air, side by side with the drop of essence blood.

"Pooh!", as a magic duel was played, the cork of the jade bottle jumped, and another red blood bead also flew out of the jade bottle, and then it rolled with the original blood bead of the hemp rod monk and immediately fused with each other.

Seeing that the two drops of blood were fused together, the monk immediately nodded with satisfaction, and then flipped his palm and took out an object again, which was a box that looked like gold and not gold and wood and not wood, the size of a ruler, which looked very inconspicuous, and there were two ghostly talismans pasted on it.

After taking out this object, the hemp pole monk was silent for a while, and a trace of flesh pain appeared on his face: "I hope to catch that person as soon as possible, maybe I can save some vitality of this green ghost mastiff!"

This silence and hesitation only existed for a while, and then it was replaced by a kind of firmness, and the monk immediately blew a breath towards the wooden box, and the two talismans on the wooden box suddenly burned under the action of this essence qi, and the creepy thing was that with the burning of the talisman, the heart-rending sound of pain seemed to sound out of thin air, and then look at the wooden box, there were actually human faces on it, both men and women, densely squeezed together, the size of elm money, and the sound of pain came out of the mouths of these faces.

With the burning of the talisman, after only a short moment, all the faces on the wooden box disappeared, and were replaced by a cloud of black gas the size of a watermelon, and this black gas also carried a strange smell, as if the corpse was decomposed.

"Let's click!", the wooden box automatically popped open at this moment, and then a gray shadow jumped out of it like lightning, and before he could see what the gray shadow was, he opened his mouth to inhale it, and the black gas was immediately sucked into his mouth, and the smell of dead corpses disappeared immediately.

After sucking in the black gas, the gray shadow jumped onto the shoulder of the monk with a single jump, and let out a wolf-like howl of "woo-woo" from his mouth, as if he was still unsatisfied with the delicious taste just now.

At this time, I could see clearly what the gray shadow that jumped out of the wooden box was, about half a foot long, shaped like a slender dog, the body seemed to be between the real and the illusory, four small hooves were green, and a small ruby-like eyeball kept turning, looking full of spirituality.

The monk ignored the dissatisfaction howl of this strange little beast, and with a left palm, a spiral of black gas immediately appeared in his hand, and then took a shot at the fused blood bead in the air, and the blood bead was immediately photographed on the top of the little beast's head.

The puppy seemed to be afraid of this, and was very reluctant to stick the blood beads on its head, shaking its head anxiously, but unfortunately the blood beads were like taking root, and no matter what the puppy did, he couldn't shake it off.

As the last spell of the monk stopped, the light of the blood beads gradually dimmed, and then disappeared from the little dog's head, completely disappearing.

At this time, the little dog seemed to have lost its intelligence, and the pair of jewel-like eyes were dull and dull, like dead things, and there was no vitality and agility at all.

It's just that at this time, the red light in the center of his skull flashed, but it was the fused blood bead that resurfaced again, and I saw the little dog's eyes turn, as if he had recovered his wisdom, and his small body was constantly adjusting the direction at the same time, and then the red light was annihilated, and the little dog regained his wood again, but he opened his four hooves and jumped out as fast as a cloud.

Seeing this scene, the hemp pole monk nodded with satisfaction, and then the murderous aura in his eyes flashed: "Little thing, see that this seat will not pull you out this time!" Then he did not hesitate to use his mana, turning into a black light and shooting out, and the direction was the direction where the little dog jumped out.

On the rough sea, a half-length wooden boat is sailing fast, this boat is very strange, there are no oars, there are no sails, and it actually splits the waves with the degree of a distant ship. A young man sitting at the stern of the boat, with a few shallow pits on his face, slightly reddened in the sunlight, this person was Wan Qingping, who had been hit by the Blood Soul Curse of the Ghost Control Sect and had to die at the end of the world.

However, at this time, Wan Qingping was holding a thick book in his hand, with a few big characters of "Feng Shui and Formation" written on the cover, and he was watching with relish, his face did not show the panic of being chased and killed, only his body was constantly swaying left and right with the bumpy boat.

It's not that Wan Qingping is big-hearted, but he feels that he won't change the fact that he was hunted down no matter what, everything he can do has already been done, whether he can escape this catastrophe depends on whether God can help him, it's completely useless to be frightened, it's better to read some classics and play boring time.

Besides, he now has a big bodyguard, if he wants to die, it will be Qiu Zongding who will die first, if even this Jindan monk can't save his life, what's the use of him worrying?

The reason why Wan Qingping did not run for his life alone, but revealed the teleportation array to Qiu Zongding, was by no means that he felt guilty about Qiu Zhaoxu, and what kind of spirit he talked about when his life was hanging by a thread, but because he had his own calculations in it.

The first is to pull a shield, as long as Qiu Zongding wants to save his son's life, he has to fight with the monks of the Ghost Control Sect who are chasing and killing, so that Wan Qingping will not be powerless in the face of the Jindan monks who may be chased by the Ghost Control Sect.

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