"Bastard!"

"Dog Taoist!"

"Despicable villain!"

Su Xiaomei scolded while making the sword resist the overwhelming willow branches.

It's not ghosts that scold, it's self-talking.

In her opinion, Zitong is much more hateful than ghosts.

Since she couldn't swallow this breath and couldn't touch herself, Su Xiaomei had no choice but to get over her addiction, and even if she died, she didn't seem to have suffered a loss.

I scolded for a long time, and my mouth was dry.

The strength also makes seven-seven-eighty-eight.

The ghosts are getting stronger and stronger, and they can't be killed no matter how they kill.

Wow!

The grimace burst out of the willow tree, its neck stretched like a snake, seven feet long.

It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out something.

This makes the willow branch's attack more ferocious.

At this time, Su Xiaomei gradually realized that something was wrong.

Why doesn't this little Taoist priest have anything to do?

Although she protected Lin Yi intentionally or unintentionally, there were always unstoppable willow branches and rattans rushing over, and they did not attack Lin Yi, but avoided them all.

Seems to be afraid of something.

"Ah......h

Before he could figure it out, a terrible scream came from inside the hall, interrupting Su Xiaomei's train of thought.

"Ghost ...... What the hell...... Help!"

The screams came from self-communication.

It turned out that the main hall was not protected by a divine object, and the willow branches easily reached through the cracks in the windows and doors.

Zitong realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly opened the window, trying to escape.

It's a pity that it was too late, and the willow branches were frantically entangled, wrapping his body like a zongzi.

"Grandpa Grandpa, help!

Self-congregation desperately shouted, to no avail.

Bang!

The windows were smashed to pieces, and countless willow branches flew out of the hall in tow.

"Heroine save me!"

"Senior brother save me, I know ...... wrong"

Zitong was so frightened that he howled and cried, begging for mercy and screaming.

Lin Yi and Su Xiaomei were almost killed by this bastard, how could they pay attention to him.

In a moment, Zitong was dragged to the willow tree.

When that hideous grimace was so close at hand, Zitong couldn't even scream, and he fainted in fright.

I only said two words before I fainted: Xiao Cui.

The goblin's eyes glowed blue and howled, venting its monstrous anger.

Then he bit down, and Quack bit off Zitong's neck, swallowing the round head into his mouth and chewing it.

Click!

Click!

Like eating a sugar man.

Blood splattered and splattered on the willows, smeared with a layer of bright red paint.

Maybe it's really Xiao Cui who came to take revenge, after killing Zitong, the ghost's resentment has weakened a lot, and the willow branch's attack is not as fierce as before.

"Well deserved!"

Su Xiaomei took a breath and didn't forget to scold.

Lin Yi also wanted to say these two words.

Self-inflicted is purely self-inflicted, and evil has evil consequences.

"Daoist, is there any treasure on you, why don't ghosts dare to approach you!"

Relaxed, Su Xiaomei asked.

Lin Yi nodded in acknowledgement.

Su Xiaomei was a little angry, "Then don't say it earlier, this girl is working hard here like a fool, and you are also a bastard." ”

Lin Yi shrugged, "Didn't you say you wanted me to see your true skills, to be honest, I really want to see it." ”

"You ......"

Su Xiaomei was speechless, so angry that she wanted to laugh.

She had just changed her impression of Lin Yi, and as a result, this guy showed his wilted side.

"Hey, seriously, is there a way to protect me, I took the opportunity to kill it!" Su Xiaomei pointed to the willow tree and said with a straight face.

Of course, Lin Yi wanted to get rid of the ghosts and monsters to prevent future troubles, "Okay, follow me." ”

He relied on the protection of the divine object and walked towards the willow tree.

Su Xiaomei held the magic sword in his hand and followed closely.

The two of them went one after the other, cautiously.

Sure enough, those willow branches and rattans did not dare to approach, but just whipped desperately from a foot away, in vain and fiercely.

Lin Yi took a step, and they retreated three feet.

It seems that Lin Yi is a flood beast, they are ants, insects, and pigs, and they will disappear when they touch it.

Walking under the tree, Su Xiaomei saw the opportunity, jumped up suddenly, and killed it with a sword.

Liu Shu found an outlet to vent and began to attack Su Xiaomei frantically.

Shoot whipping, winding, piercing!

Su Xiaomei was as agile as a cat, dodging again and again, and if she couldn't dodge, she slashed with a sword.

The sword qi is horizontal and vertical.

The branches are flying all over the sky and falling in a row.

If it is more beautiful, it has the meaning of the goddess scattering flowers.

In a moment, Su Xiaomei jumped to the trunk of the tree, connected the dots with jade feet, and rubbed the small embroidered silk cloth shoes against the bark, making a rustling sound.

The black braid on his back swayed like a clump of grass in a storm.

With all her might, she slashed her sword into the goblin's neck.

The goblin was enjoying the corpse of its own self-congregation, eating only a pair of feet, unaware.

Laugh at!

The sword is slashed flat, cutting off the snake-like neck.

With a scream, the hideous head rolled off and turned into a cloud of black gas.

Su Xiaomei didn't have time to be happy, and saw the black qi rushing in.

Whew!

She couldn't dodge in mid-air, so she had to resist with a horizontal sword, and hit her straight edge.

Bang!

The black gas was dissipated, Su Xiaomei snorted, and also fell down.

After landing, he fainted on the spot and was unconscious.

The gauze on his head was broken in half, and his braids were pressed under him, staining a lot of dirt.

Lin Yi stepped forward to drive away the willow branches, probed Su Xiaomei's snort, confirmed that there was no danger to his life, and relieved himself.

Strangely, although he beheaded the ghost, he failed to kill it.

That's not the point of this thing.

After losing its head, the willow tree swayed wildly, releasing more and more willow branches, like cicada chrysalis covering the entire Taoist temple, densely packed.

Lin Yi didn't have the ability to subdue demons and eliminate demons, so he had to guard Su Xiaomei and wait for dawn.

At the same time curiously observe the willow trees.

He found that the resentment in the willow tree had dissipated to the point where there was little.

This resentment should come from Xiao Cui, who was killed.

Xiao Cui killed Zitong, took revenge, and her resentment disappeared.

But the monster-turned willow tree remains.

It is extremely difficult to completely eliminate it.

Unless there is a great power to help you.

Just as Lin Yi raised his head and thought, a burst of golden light suddenly floated in front of him.

When I looked closely, the golden old man on his body actually flew out by himself, levitating in mid-air.

The old man sat cross-legged like a bodhisattva, his eyes wide open, staring at Lin Yi.

Although it is only three inches tall, it is like a hundred-foot giant, overwhelming everything.

Lin Yi's heart was shocked, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad for him when the old man woke up, so he took two steps back.

"Young people. ”

The three-inch old man opened his mouth to call, his voice sonorous and ethereal, exactly the same as the previous whisper.

Lin Yi hurriedly bowed, "The disciple is at ease, knock to see Hongjun Ancestor." ”

He didn't dare to be sure if the old man was Hongjun Ancestor, and he intended to test it.

"Hehe," the old man smiled, "you call yourself a 'disciple' in front of this seat, and you are far from qualified. ”

Lin Yi was shocked.

The old man didn't deny it.

It seems that he guessed correctly, the old man is indeed the ancestor of Hongjun.

"You have a lot of chance, and you can actually get the magic weapon left by this seat," Hongjun Ancestor said gently, without the shelf of the ancestor of ten thousand immortals, "In the future, you can be regarded as half a disciple of this seat." ”

Lin Yi looked confused, "Magic weapon, what magic weapon?"

He had come to this world and had never seen any magic weapons.

I don't know what the ancestor is talking about.

Hongjun Ancestor smiled, "The Taigu Temple is the magic weapon of this seat's refining. ”

Lin Yi looked around, his face full of shock, "This magic weapon is also ...... It's so weird!"

Shouldn't magic weapons be blades or artifacts?

For example, Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick, Tota Heavenly King's exquisite pagoda, Iron Fan Princess's banana fan and so on.

A broken Taoist temple can also be a treasure?

Linerton felt that he was alone, and his knowledge of the world was still the tip of the iceberg.