"Wow", the two children cried, at this time the little ghost Taoist expression did not change, glanced at the two children coldly, the two children fell down, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of their mouths.

Song Xiaoxiao was suddenly a little annoyed, and a trace of anger burned in her heart.

Dugu Mo glanced at Song Xiaoxiao, a little worried, so he drank Song Xiaoxiao with his heart, now is not a good time to do it.

Song Xiaoxiao and Dugu Mo have been together for so long, and naturally they know what Dugu Mo means, so they suppressed their anger, did not make a sound, and did not act.

The little ghost Taoist sat cross-legged in the middle, and began to refine some of the souls he had attracted from this place, as if he had eaten a full meal before stopping, the little ghost Taoist exhaled, and the black gas that was spit out entered the bodies of the two children on the ground along the wings of his nose.

Then the little ghost Taoist took out the sacrificial utensils and began to place them, on both sides were two dry bones that looked bigger than the bones taken by Song Xiaoxiao, and the bones were pasted with black charms, which looked eerie and terrifying, and the nose part of the bones seemed to be breathing, and the black gas was flowing.

There was bright red blood in a large bone bowl in the middle, and a thought flashed in Song Xiaoxiao's heart for a moment, the bowl must be human blood, not animal blood.

After the utensils were placed, Song Xiaoxiao had not seen it, but it looked gloomy, and when everything was placed, the little ghost Taoist knelt down in a direction, chanting words in his mouth, praying for something sincerely.

You don't have to think about it, you know that it's all evil lust.

After everything was done, the little ghost Taoist picked up the knife, squatted in the position where the two children were lying, cut the fingers of the two children with the knife, and the blood that flowed out was taken into a small bowl by him, and then sat down and began to meditate.

Song Xiaoxiao saw that the child was scratched and couldn't bear it, so he didn't wait for Dugu Mo's order anymore, stood up directly, and smashed a water spell at the little ghost Taoist.

Dugu Mo saw Song Xiaoxiao's behavior, and said "It's bad" in his heart, but he didn't care about anything else, and followed Song Xiaoxiao to act together.

Maybe it's a hint of God's favor, when Song Xiao's spell smashed over, the spell of the little ghost Taoist was going on, and where the fingers of the two children were scratched, a huge crack would occur one second later.

Song Xiaoxiao's spell interrupted the spell of the little ghost Taoist, so as to avoid the painful consequences of the child's tearing and the worry of life.

Song Xiao, who was angry in his heart, inadvertently mobilized his true qi and a trace of breath hidden in his body by the small wooden card when he played the spell, and the power of the spell was inadvertently tripled.

The little ghost Daoist only realized that someone was here when the spell smashed over, and the hurried resistance was naturally a little weaker because of the spell in progress.

Dugu Mo followed, condensed a sword qi from his fingertips, and shot straight at the heart of the little ghost Taoist.

The little ghost Taoist decisively interrupted the progress of the spell sacrifice, and picked up the dry bones on both sides to resist Dugu Mo's sword qi.

On the other side, the black gas shot out of the dry bones and killed Song Xiaoxiao.

At this time, Song Xiaoxiao inadvertently activated the small wooden card, and the radiant body shielded the invasion of evil qi without anyone knowing.

Song Xiaoxiao's mind was extremely clear at this time, what spell and which move to use, like a textbook in his mind, Song Xiaoxiao played one by one according to the order of presentation, and the spells stretched like an ocean, which surprised Dugu Mo on the side.