Lao Dao jumped into the courtyard, and saw that the courtyard was lined with green willows, and several houses with red bricks and blue tiles were neatly arranged, with seven or eight main houses facing south sitting in the middle, and three or four side rooms on both sides. A bluestone pavement leads to the steps of the main house, and two rows of weeping willows are planted on both sides, and the branches of the trees are connected to build a verdant pergola. The red flag pillar of the main house, the painted carved beams, the pink curtain hangs in the flower lattice, the majestic wind blows, the powder curtain is fluttering, and the branches and leaves are rustling. The wings on both sides are high hanging eaves, and the small beasts at the corners of the eaves are lifelike. The courtyard is not large, but it is somewhat quiet.

When the master and apprentice stood by the high wall and spied for a while, they found that there was no one in the courtyard, and suddenly saw a strange flash of light from the stone slab in the middle of the courtyard, like a blue light emitted by the stars in five corners, scorching and dazzling and straight into the sky.

"Master, look, what's that?" asked the little old man, pointing to the sudden light.

"Oh no! we've been tricked!" Lao Dao's face changed suddenly, his sparse broom eyebrows were wrinkled, and he blinked his big and small yin and yang eyes, and wanted to get up and jump out of the hospital, but he found that the starlight on the high walls around him was dotted with frequent movements, and then they were positioned separately, and the starlight on the four walls was connected to the beam of light in the center, which seemed to be complicated and irregular to follow. Seeing this, cold sweat oozed from Lao Dao's forehead, and there was no blood on his innocent face, and the green beard under his jaw trembled slightly.

"Master, let's run away!" The little Taoist priest has been devoting himself to the sect for many years, and he has always watched the old Taoist show his might, but he has never seen the master so panicked, and he knows that the situation is not good, but he doesn't know why the master is so afraid.

"Are you okay?"

When the words fell, the door of the main room opened, the panes opened, and Mo Cong and Liu Yun walked out of the main door, their faces were cold, and their eyes were cold. The pane jumped out of the poisonous dragon chronicles and mountain ghost texts. Zhilan and Chu porcelain came out of the wing room on the east side, and Gao and Huangfu Yunsong flashed out of the room on the west side. The crowd was armed with swords, and the light was shining.

"Demon Dao," Mo Cong approached step by step, and the two masters and apprentices whose fingers were trapped in the corner of the wall said angrily: "How many innocent girls have you relied on the demon law to bully, as a Taoist, go against the sky, and the sky will not allow you"

"Where did you come from so much nonsense!" Seeing Mo Cong's words, Liu Yun was extremely dissatisfied, and interrupted him: "Demon Dao, do a lot of injustice, today is your death period." ”

"Hahaha!" Lao Dao looked around at a group of hot-blooded young people, and saw that all the blades were knives, guns, bows and arrows, but none of them had a magic wand in their hands, so he was secretly happy in his heart, and looked up to the sky and smiled: "What kind of great formation should I be, I think you guys made a messy five-star magic array according to the cat and the tiger, look at the chaos of your array, hahaha, how can you break my 'silver trick'?"

Lao Dao let out a lot of nonsense, took out a silver medal from his arms, and pointed to everyone: "Let you taste the power of my blue sea 'silver trick' today, and I will simply destroy you." ”

"Master, you can't destroy them all," the little Taoist priest looked around at everyone, seeing that several of the girls were graceful and extraordinary, and there were evil thoughts in his heart, and he smiled and said, "Master, we have to bring these girls back!"

"Of course!" said Lao Dao sneered.

Seeing that the faces of the master and apprentice were completely frightened, and a pair of misty eyes only wandered over a few girls, Mo Cong and the others didn't know whether Ling Xian'er's magic array would work or not, but they had heard the teacher talk about it in the eight gates, and with their current cultivation level was not enough to break the Taoist priest's silver-level array. Several people exchanged glances, and half of the blood just now disappeared, and they didn't dare to move forward again.

At this moment, Ling Xian'er was drinking tea with the tenderness Ma Xiaohua and the three of them in the house, and when they heard the old Tao's words, they smiled softly: "Princess Xian'er, the old Tao is laughing at your array!"

Just now, when Lao Dao spoke, his voice was loud, and Ling Xian'er heard it all, and she was not happy in her heart, but after saying this tenderly, the little princess immediately raised a pair of thin eyebrows, grabbed the keel staff and walked out of the door.

"Old Dao, this princess's array is not as simple as you think, don't you believe you can break it and try it?" Ling Xian'er stood at the door and said, her heart was not very confident, so she stretched out her staff and added magic power to the magic array she had laid out.

"Ahh Seeing Ling Xian'er appear, Lao Dao gasped, and said in his mouth: "Super Magician!"

"Master, don't care if he's super or not, let's talk about it after putting the formation trick first!"

"Hmm!" the old man sneered, chanted a spell in his mouth, and casually threw the silver trick out of his hand.

Seeing the square little silver medal tumbling in the air, shining, Mo Cong and the others were extremely nervous, and at this moment it was the critical moment to test whether the Spirit Fairy Magic Array was effective, so everyone stared at it with flashing eyes.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Seeing the silver trick fall to the ground and clang, Mo Cong and the others raised their hearts to their throats, but the magic circle in it had not yet been opened, and a star flashed strangely in the sky above the courtyard, and a blue light shot directly on the silver medal, and the small piece of silver immediately turned into a puddle of silver water.

"Ahh

Lao Dao gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be afraid!

"Your time of death is come, go to hell and repent!"

Mo Cong raised his sword and fell, and a blue arc of light flew out of the Seven Soul Sword, splitting the little Taoist in half.

"You, you use tricks, what kind of heroes are you!" Even though the old Dao's martial arts cultivation can also reach the primary level of the battle soul, but there is no formation trick, and there is no blade, it is difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists by force, seeing the tragic death of the apprentice, the old Taoist turned his yin and yang eyes, and sneered: "There is a kind of withdrawal of this magic array, let's compete fairly!"

At this time, everyone had surrounded the old road in the corner.

"Fair competition?" Liu Yun pouted and smiled: "You hurt our sisters, for you to pay for blood debts and blood is fair!" After speaking, Liu Yun raised his sword to take the head of the old way.

"Wait!" Mo Cong buckled Liu Yun's wrist, looked at the people around him again, and said, "None of you have to do anything today, just let me deal with him alone!" After speaking, Mo Cong handed the Seven Soul Sword in his hand to Chu Ci, "Senior sister, you hold it for me, I want to fight him with my bare hands!"

"I'll take it for you!" Ling Xian'er had long been in love with Mo Cong's Seven Soul Sword, and when she stepped forward and reached out to take it, she didn't expect that the sword was not light, and hurriedly handed it to Chu Ci, "It's better for you to help him take it!"

Chu Ci smiled slightly and winked at her.

"You all stand back! I have a few words to ask him. ”

Liu Yun knew what Mo Cong was thinking, and the old man in front of him was one of the enemies who killed hundreds of Mo Cong's entire family back then, so everyone took a few steps back.

"Old Dao, now we are both bare-handed, which is fair!"

"Hmph!" Lao Dao just snorted coldly.

Seeing that the old Taoist thing was coming, he was still arrogant, Mo Cong suppressed the anger in his heart, his fists clenched and gurgled, and asked, "You also had a share in killing the Gongsun family back then, right?"

"Gongsun Family?" Lao Dao frowned, but he looked proud, "Of course, Poor Dao wiped out dozens of people with a single wooden trick. ”

"It's good for you to admit it, to tell you the truth, I was the baby who was rescued by Lord Trumen back then, and today I want to avenge my father!" Mo Cong became more and more angry, and raised his hand and punched straight at the old Dao Mianmen.

Lao Dao reacted quickly, dodged and dodged, raised his hand to buckle Mo Cong's wrist vein, didn't want Mo Cong's routine to change weirdly, his body flashed back, and his fist became a palm, hurting the dark blue soul power, and slashed at Lao Dao's shoulder. Lao Dao dodged again, although he dodged, his movements were obviously slow, barely supporting more than a dozen faces, and he indulged in excessive desires all day long, Lao Dao was obviously physically exhausted, and he could not fully mobilize the soul power in his body.

In less than twenty faces, Mo Cong's feet swept away, Lao Dao usually specializes in the study of demonic methods, has never fought with people, and does not know the weirdness of Mo Cong's move, but when he provoked it upward, he was hit in the stomach by a dark soul power.

As soon as Lao Dao bowed down, Mo Cong was facing another punch, but this punch hit the door in the face, and Lao Dao suddenly spurted blood from his mouth and spit out a few broken teeth.

"Well played!" the poisonous dragon Zhi clapped his hands on the side.

"Hurry up, fight again!" Lao Dao was already beaten unconscious, and laughed with a bloody mouth.

Mo Cong punched out another punch with his left hand, this time hitting Lao Dao in the abdomen, his body flew out of Zhang Xu Yuan, and he fell hard in the courtyard.

Mo Cong flew over, pressed Lao Dao's chest with one knee, raised his fist high, and his eyes flashed with anger, "With this punch, I will avenge those dead sisters first!"

A punch hit Lao Dao's left eye, Lao Dao's eyeball cracked, and a stream of blue-black liquid mixed with blood flowed out. Mo Cong threw another punch and shouted, "I'll avenge my father for this punch!"

With that, a punch hit Lao Dao's right eye, and a stream of liquid identical to his left eye flowed out.

"I'll avenge my mother and me with this punch!" With tears in his eyes, Mo Cong knocked down Lao Dao's nose with a punch.

"Go to hell and repent!"

Mo Cong raised his body, the blue soul power on his strong arm continued to condense, a gust of wind blew around him, and the willow branches shook wildly. In an instant, the blue soul power turned into countless small fish swimming in the air, rushing straight towards Lao Dao, and the last punch hit Lao Dao's chest. A cloud of blood erupted from the mouth of the old road, and his limbs shook for a while, and then he never moved again.