The most surprising thing is that the talisman made by Meng Qiaoqiao can transform at will, stack each other and condense into a fire phoenix, flying into the sky with raging flames.

The higher the level of the spirit beast imitated by the spell, the more it tests the strength of the Taoist priest himself, and he can condense the fire phoenix, which shows the solid foundation of Meng Qiaoqiao.

Facing the fire phoenix was a green luan, with colorful light and flames strangling and colliding with each other, just one look, Meng Qiaoqiao spat blood from his mouth and his eyes were cracked.

After the blind old man summoned the Qingluan Phantom, his expression was indifferent, obviously he was a step higher than Meng Qiaoqiao, and the two against three even had a slight upper hand, suppressing the three young people and not raising their heads.

"Liu Xiaoyi, if you don't come to help, why are you in a daze!" Meng Qiaoqiao clenched her silver teeth, turned her head and found that Liu Xiaoyi was still in a daze, and did not make a move.

Hearing this, Liu Xiaoyi came back to his senses, he didn't know any magic, and after thinking about it, he decided to draw his sword and go to it himself.

As soon as he took two steps forward, he was blocked by the golden light, and Li Dao asked: "Taoism fights, first spell the Dao, my golden light protects the inside and outside, and uses the long-range Dao method!"

Unable to break out of the golden light, Liu Xiaoyi was helpless, "I want to say that I haven't learned remotely, do you believe it?"

As he spoke, the two birds in the sky competed, and Qingluan had gained the upper hand, scattering the form of the fire phoenix several times, although it could be reunited each time, the figure was getting darker and darker each time.

When it dissipates, Meng Qiaoqiao's life is difficult to protect, and the strongest Dao method she has learned so far is this natal spirit phoenix, which is connected to her mind, and it is both prosperous and loss-loving.

Dao Fa Dao Fa, what is Dao Fa? Can you condense a spirit beast of this form with true qi? Liu Xiaoyi spun around in place anxiously, but couldn't think of any way.

There are not many Taoist priests I have come into contact with, and the immortal crane Taoist who saved his life is full of nonsense, which sounds unfathomable and completely incomprehensible, Liu Xiaoyi muttered the words he remembered in his mouth, and he didn't know that the sentence had an effect, and he was so violent that he bounced away from the swooping Qingluan.

The blind old man and the lame doll were stunned at the same time, this white-robed little Taoist seemed to be a newcomer, except for the sharper swordsmanship, he didn't know any advanced Taoism, but he didn't expect to come out like this suddenly.

The tiger turned into a mud embryo swallowed the faceless general into his stomach, Guo Shuda immediately lost his breath, and fell to the ground, the three of them were originally horns for each other, but now there is one missing, and immediately the golden light mask is broken, and more than ten puppets are rushing up, and they want to take people.

In a hurry, Liu Xiaoyi concentrated and imitated the tone of the Crane Daoist and said: "The Yellow Crane is gone!"

Suddenly, the wind turned into a crane, sweeping through all the puppets on the spot, torn apart by the messy wind, and the lame doll's already pale face was even less bloody.

Qingluan didn't believe in evil, opened his mouth and spit out five-colored light, which hit the crane directly, making the crane wail, "The white clouds are empty for thousands of years!" Liu Xiaoyi hurriedly read out the next sentence, and the crane form suddenly dissolved, turning into a cloud of white clouds floating in the air, sticking to Qingluan and wrapping it.

Liu Xiaoyi only felt that his arms were suddenly heavy, as if he was grasping something, and hugged it hard, and the white clouds wrapped it tighter.

Able to control the conjured white clouds through body movements, Liu Xiaoyi seemed to have discovered a new world, adhering to the principle of vigorously producing miracles, rubbing hard, the blind old man couldn't stand it, and raised his hand to retract Qingluan to the cuffs.

"This fellow Daoist, where did he learn from? The blind old man stared at Liu Xiaoyi with rolled eyes, as if he could really see something.

With a roll of his eyes, thinking about it, Liu Xiaoyi also pretended to raise his hand and disperse the white clouds, "The family teacher lives in seclusion in Baihe Mountain, I guess you haven't heard of it." ”

This is really not made up, when I met the old Taoist, it was indeed in Baihe Mountain, and the big guys were looking carefully in their memories, and they couldn't imagine that there was such a master, and they hadn't even heard of Baihe Mountain.

On the side, Guo Shuda breathed a sigh of relief from the ground, and when he saw that there was no fighting sound around, he looked at the white-robed figure in front of him in surprise, thinking that Bai Yiting had come to save them.

Stabilize your mind and look at it, it turned out that Liu Xiaoyi made a move, and actually blocked the other two by himself, Qingluan was not there, and the tiger returned to the cage, I don't know what method was used.

This method is quite effective, but the Dao method is easier than the sword method. Liu Xiaoyi thought in his heart, how many people have worked hard to hone their martial arts, but in the end, they are not as powerful as others' words.

What he didn't know was that one of the reasons why the Immortal Crane Daoist chose to save him was that his soul was particularly powerful, belonging to the category of innate spirits, and his soul would not die for the time being if he was broken, otherwise how could he have the opportunity to refine the dragon soul to protect the soul.

Therefore, when he recites the Dao Fa, the power will be much more powerful than that of ordinary Daoist priests, and the Dao of the Immortal Crane Daoist is really rare, so it is not surprising that he can suppress the two opposites.

Although he has not heard of the name of Baihe Mountain, the blind old man does not dare to act rashly, this time the task is to intercept and kill the disciples of the Heavenly King Dao and prevent them from returning to the mountain.

After thinking about it, I had to find a step for myself, the blind old man took out a teacup, and said to Liu Xiaoyi: "Today, the two of us have met a master, if you can make this move, let you go this way!"

The teacup is made of purple sand, carved with delicate patterns, carefully look at the eight immortals game chess diagram, the teacup in the blind old man's hands back and forth friction, from the cup surging out of the dense gas, which faintly has the sound of the eight immortals.

The Eight Immortals are those who have attained the Tao in a high position in Taoism, and the fact that the blind old man can evolve them with the help of magic weapons is enough to see that his skills are profound, which is not trivial.

"The Eight Immortals borrow their strength to help me defeat the enemy, Changjing Minghui is in the sky, and the Gold and Silver Palace is high!" The blind old man used all his strength to roar out a paragraph, and suddenly the air swirled into a figure, and there was a bald beggar with a beard, carrying a wine gourd and staggering out of the breath.

As soon as this person appeared, Meng Qiaoqiao and Li Dao exclaimed at the same time: "One of the Eight Immortals, Lan Caihe!"

Liu Xiaoyi didn't know which green onion he was, he still called out the crane, and went away with the wind, Lan Caihe carried a basket in his hand, and pocketed it forward, and actually put the whole crane in it.

"Lan Caihe is drunk and riding the crane to get the way, this crane sees him, it is as happy as seeing the master!" The blind old man said proudly, he saw that Liu Xiaoyi had no other ability, and if he received the crane, he could let him slaughter it.

After taking away the crane, Lan Caihe came with a wooden cane, and the distance of seven or eight meters came in an instant, but he stopped in front of Liu Xiaoyi's front door.

The blind old man wondered, his mind was mobilized again and again, but Lan Caihe was indifferent, and when he was wondering, he suddenly saw Liu Xiaoyi's seven orifices bleeding through the phantom, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth with a miserable smile: "Pro!"