Xu Dao stiffened his neck, he looked at the huge figure in mid-air, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

A huge black goat's head stretched out into the courtyard, and the shadow suppressed all the Daoists in the courtyard, causing everyone's faces to darken in an instant.

There were two bloody horns on the head of the sheep, one broken and the other pointed, and the voice said in an old-fashioned voice:

"Ink pattern, blood bat, this trip to Montenegro, I hope that Er can succeed in becoming an immortal and promote my generation. ”

When Mo Wen and the blood-clothed Taoist beside him heard this, they immediately bent down and lowered their heads fiercely, and they said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Master." ”

"Hey!" the black goat's head heard the words, and the sheep's mouth showed a snort, and it turned its head to look at Xu Dao, who was staring at him, and his eyes showed interest, and commanded:

"Looking at the disciples in the courtyard together, don't be broken. ”

"Wow!" the two of them responded.

At the moment when the black goat's head inadvertently glanced at Xu Dao, Xu Dao instantly felt a greater sense of oppression on his body.

He gritted his teeth and supported it, and the thoughts in his mind were shocked: "Is this the power of the foundation building Taoist priest! The yin god is condensed, and the coercion of the divine consciousness can overwhelm people!"

The foundation of the Taoist Dharma Body has been formed, the spiritual root has been planted, and the energy continues to draw spiritual energy from heaven and earth, the Yin God is no longer fragile, and can even move the body to fly in the air, he is already a thorough immortal man, with high mana, difficult to kill.

And after the Taoist priest's yin god is condensed, it will be born with intentional thoughts, which can replace the naked eye to observe the eight directions of the upper and lower parts of the body.

When he looks at his body, he can see 84,000 pores, and when he looks at a bowl of water, he can see 84,000 insects, which is called "divine consciousness".

When the huge figures outside the wall rose just now, it swept through the bodies of the Daoists present and brought great pressure to the divine consciousness of the courtyard masters.

The black goat's head finished speaking, and slowly withdrew its towering body outside the wall, and its divine consciousness was withdrawn like tentacles.

Xu Dao felt that the suffocation in his chest and abdomen began to disappear at this time, but he was like a drowning person who had just escaped from the water, the palpitation in his heart was still remnant, and his face was slightly pale.

Xu Dao eased his mind slightly, looked up at the Taoist disciples around him, and found that all of them were gasping for breath, their faces were pale, and some even had cold sweat on their foreheads.

Only the two Daoists in the front, Ink Pattern and Bloody Cloth, were only pale, and there was no fear in their eyes.

When Xu Dao looked up and looked around, the Ink Pattern and the Bloody Cloth Daoist were also looking at him, and their eyes were full of surprise and surprise. This made Xu Dao slightly stunned, and then quickly lowered his head.

It should be the sheep-headed Taoist priest's words just now that the two of them noticed that Xu Dao was not good, so they paid attention to Xu Dao.

Fortunately, except for the Daoists in the late stage of Qi refining, everyone else was frightened by the coercion of the divine consciousness just now, and not many people knew that the "little guy" in the mouth of the Daoist Zhuji was Xu Dao.

Xu Dao was silent, trying to hide his expression as much as possible, so as not to be noticed by the awakened Daoists.

Being able to resist the coercion of the divine sense and attract the attention of the sheep-headed Taoist priest may be a good thing for him.

Because the sheep-headed Taoist priest is the master of the Fu Academy, one of the nine Taoist priests in the view.

Xu is because of his surname, or it may be because he has a sheep demon in the foundation realm, who is called "Ram Taoist" in the view.

If this person can really be taken seriously, Xu Dao's cultivation in the future will be much more convenient.

However, if it is known to too many Taoists, especially at this time, it may cause him jealousy and bring disaster.

Because the next trip to Montenegro was next, Xu Dao thought that it would be better for him to be reluctant.

As the ram Taoist priest finished speaking, the other three Taoist priests also withdrew their huge heads one after another, and stood outside the dormitory as if no one was talking.

"Where has Mr. Corpse gone, why hasn't he come yet?"

"I don't know, and I'll wait a little longer......"

The Taoist disciples in the dormitory came back to their senses, and they all raised their heads, looking at the figures of the four Taoist priests with frightened eyes.

The huge horns, the hideous deer head, the sharp fox head, and the eerie crow beak are not humanoids, but sheep demons, deer beasts, fox spirits, and yin crows.

Fortunately, according to the rumors in the view, the ram Taoist priest of the Fu Yuan raised the sheep demon, the Lu Taoist of the Qi Yuan raised the deer beast, the Linghu Taoist of the Dan Yuan raised the fox spirit, and the Wu Taoist of the Animal Courtyard raised an old yin crow, which is the ancestor of the Quanguan Yin crow.

The four Taoist priests should be leaning over their respective Yin beasts and appearing in the form of incarnations outside their bodies, not really monsters.

But Xu Dao was mixed in with many Taoist disciples, he looked at the four demon bodies that were higher than the roof, and for some reason, he always felt that the four Taoist priests were more like demons than Taoist people.

However, Xu Dao thought about it carefully, he himself was also weird and gloomy when he got into the body of Nanke Grasshopper and turned into an ant colony, and the eldest brother didn't say that the second brother pressed the idea in his heart.

Not long after, the sound of Taoist priests talking sounded on the roof: "Mr. Corpse is here!"

"Sorry, sorry, it's too late. ”

A figure as thin as wood appeared on the roof of the dormitory, politely and respectfully bowed to the four tall demon bodies.

Although his body is small, he is also a Taoist priest in the White Bone Temple, belonging to the master of the Liao Courtyard, and is respectfully called "Mr. Corpse".

Xu Dao also inquired about this person. He squinted and found that under the moonlight, the corpse spots on the other party's face were particularly distinct.

It is rumored that the owner of the dormitory has a secret method, and the yin beast he raises is not a living thing, but a dead thing that does not turn into bones, that is, zombies.

This corpse is made of the body of the martial arts master, refined with secret methods and secret medicines, its flesh and bones are like gold, and the skin is like armor, which can tear the tiger elephant alive and strangle the monster, and is especially famous among the five courtyard masters.

Therefore, the four Taoist priests shook their huge heads in the face of Mr. Corpse's actions, and returned the salute with a bang.

Mr. Corpse was obviously in charge of this trip, and after he finished talking with the Taoist priests, he trembled his legs and feet, turned around on the roof, glanced at the Taoists lifelessly, and said, "The time has come, prepare to start the battle, let's go!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Mr. Corpse's words, the four Taoist priests responded to the call, arched their huge figures, and walked out of the mountain one after another.

The scene was filled with black air, and the ground was shaken.

Mr. Corpse raised his sleeves, stepped in the air, and did not lower his head and ordered the Taoists below: "Keep up." ”

"Yes!" the Taoists in the dormitory did not dare to disobey.

Suddenly.

Throughout the Mountain of Bones, footsteps sounded one after another, and the black smoke in the sky twisted and wriggled like living creatures.

The pale Taoists were dressed in black robes and gray robes, with strict hierarchies, walking through the thick gray fog one by one, bowing their heads and walking out of the mountain.

Accompanied by the flying crows, the walking white bones, crying and clicking.

When they got out of the White Bone Mountain, the demonic aura on the five Taoist priests rolled up, rolling up thick black smoke, and they dragged the more than 10,000 people and horses of the White Bone Temple together and drove towards the southeast......