The white shopkeeper who had disappeared for a long time reappeared in everyone's eyes again, but his dress and demeanor were a little different from before, a loose white robe turned into a tight-fitting black power suit, revealing only a pair of gloomy triangular eyes.

Liu Xianshi looked at the white shopkeeper of Tianxianglou, as if he had seen a ghost: "You...... Are you the man in black who revealed the whereabouts of Tianrong Grass to us?"

"People are going to die, and there are so many problems!" the white shopkeeper's voice was cold, and there was still a trace of the image of the philistine of the past.

As the white shopkeeper said, Immortal Master Liu at this time really looked like a dying person.

I saw him half-lying on the ground, his face was pitch black, and he seemed to be poisonous.

"Xiaobai, you are too late to make a move this time, this king was almost killed by these two people!" The black tiger spirit looked at the white shopkeeper and said dissatisfied.

The white shopkeeper respectfully bowed his hand to the black tiger spirit, as if he had changed back to the low-eyed Tianxianglou shopkeeper in the past: "The king is not strange, the little one doesn't know why the poison will attack so slowly this time!"

As soon as the white shopkeeper said this, the old Taoist priest and the others all looked dead.

At this time, they realized that the black tiger spirit and the white shopkeeper were in the same group.

Every time the demon hunting conference organized by Tianxianglou is clearly a designed death conference, and the black-hearted white shopkeeper poisoned them before leaving.

"What are you feeling uncomfortable?" "Out of breath!" "Me ...... too" "It's over......"

"Shut up!" the white shopkeeper swept over everyone with cold eyes, "You are also worthy of eating my 'Broken Soul Scatter'?"

Everyone looked at each other, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice that their qualifications were not enough!

The old Taoist priest repeated his old skills, moved his legs slightly, and glanced at the apprentice, and then the two of them bowed down and were about to walk out, but at this time, they heard the cold voice of the white shopkeeper from behind.

"If you don't want to die so early, I advise you to stay where you are!"

Hearing this, where did the old Taoist dare to move a little more.

"Xiaobai, hurry up and kill those two sluts to relieve the hatred in my heart!" the black tiger spirit lay on a stone and gritted his teeth.

In the Batu Caves.

Feng Wuchen was about to turn his head and leave the small stone cave with Ling'er, but he was inadvertently attracted by the moss in the corner of the cave: "Hey, this thing...... It's weird!"

This moss looks quite ordinary, but their overall layout is very strange, like a formation, Feng Wuchen frowned and walked closer, and looked at it carefully.

Ling'er, who had already walked out of the cave, noticed Feng Wuchen's strange behavior and turned back into the cave, and said with some curiosity: "What's wrong?"

"This turned out to be a teleportation formation!" Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed, "This moss is not an ordinary moss, but an extremely rare 'Green Spirit Grass'!

"Ling'er go!" As he spoke, Feng Wuchen grabbed Ling'er's arm with his left hand, pinched it with his right hand, and then the green light flashed, and the two disappeared in place.

Outside the Black Wind Cave, the white shopkeeper walked in front of the Black Tiger Spirit.

"Great King, the little one wants to borrow your ghost head knife to end the lives of these two people!" the white shopkeeper said respectfully to the black tiger spirit.

"Come and get it!" the Black Tiger Spirit commanded.

The white shopkeeper stepped forward and reached out to take the big knife in the black tiger spirit's hand, but he heard the black tiger spirit suddenly say, "Wait a minute......

The smile on the white shopkeeper's face froze instantly, his left hand was clenched tightly, and he was about to throw out the poison dart in it, when he heard the black tiger spirit continue: "Cut off their limbs first, don't take their lives, give them a breath, this king will torture them well!"

The white shopkeeper secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and unnaturally put his left hand behind his back, saying yes again and again.

He bent down and reached out to take the big knife in the black tiger spirit's hand, and said to the black tiger spirit with a smile: "Take the limbs first, right, king?"

"Yes!" the corners of the Black Tiger Spirit's mouth curled into a cruel, bloody smile.

When he was smiling, he suddenly couldn't help but scream: "Ah......hh

Sonic boom in the wild.

"You...... At...... What are you doing?" the black tiger spirit was furious, and his lungs were about to explode.

"Take the limbs!" the white shopkeeper stared at the two bloody broken legs with interest, and said very seriously, "I have only taken the legs and the hands have not been taken now!"

The Black Tiger Spirit roared angrily, "Look for death, you fool! I'm asking you to take the limbs of those two!"

"I'm sorry King, it's Xiao's misunderstanding!" As he spoke, the white shopkeeper sneered and slashed off the black tiger spirit's right arm with a swing of his knife.

The black tiger spirit let out another earth-shattering scream: "Ah......"

This time, he was completely dumbfounded, and the anger on his face was replaced by pain and horror: "Little ...... White, white...... White...... Dude, no, white ...... What do you want to do, King?"

"Take the limbs!" said the white shopkeeper and slashed the left arm of the black tiger spirit with a knife.

The blood flowed like an infusion.

The black tiger spirit fainted directly, and I don't know if it was due to excessive blood loss, or because of the pain or fright.

The white shopkeeper licked his lips, leaned over and tore off a black leather bag from the black tiger spirit's waist, and then kicked the black tiger spirit fiercely.

The black tiger spirit immediately turned into a blood meteor, and smashed into the stone wall with a "bang".

Bloody, fleshy and blurred.

Only then did the white shopkeeper turn around with satisfaction, and walked towards Liu Xianshi and the others with a knife.

Blood trickled down from the knife, leaving a shallow trail of blood behind the white shopkeeper.

The white shopkeeper walked faster and faster, and Liu Xianshi slowly came back to his senses, but he still couldn't believe that the scene just now was true.

He suspects that poison is causing him to delusion.

He subconsciously looked at Zhiming beside him, and glanced uncertainly at the group of old Taoist priests......

"Why, I can't believe my eyes?" said the white shopkeeper with a sneer.

Without waiting for Immortal Master Liu to speak, he continued: "Your performance is really beyond my expectations, I thought that your cultivation was not as high as his, and you could only be killed after entangling with him for a while, but I didn't expect that you could seriously injure him so much that you almost killed him!"

"Haha...... I thought it would take a while to torture him properly, haha...... You are really my nobleman!" the white shopkeeper laughed and raised the knife in his hand, and was about to cut off Immortal Master Liu's right arm, but Immortal Master Liu also closed his eyes in resignation.

The broadsword fell straight down.

Liu Xianshi waited for the pain to come in fear, but waited for a sound of "dang", and then followed by an exclamation from the white shopkeeper: "Who are you?"

"What's going on?"

Liu Xianshi opened his eyes tremblingly, only to see the white shopkeeper staring at a man and a woman three zhang away in surprise, and the big knife in his hand had been slanted into the open space three zhang away.

The person who came came out from the side of the Batu Cave and came here in a small circle.

Feng Wuchen ignored the white shopkeeper, and only said to Ling'er: "Tianrong grass is on him?"

"Yes!"

As soon as Feng Wuchen's palm was flipped, there was an extra palm-sized wooden card in his palm.

The wooden plaque is yellow-brown, and the body is painted with dense five-colored thin lines, which are chaotic at a rough look, but it feels wonderful when you look closely, but you can't say where the specific magic is for a while.

Feng Wuchen threw it lightly towards the white shopkeeper, who was on full alert and slashed with his sword.

Feng Wuchen ignored it completely, and quickly formed a handprint on his own.

The five-colored thin lines on the wooden plaque then lit up, and then all the roots stretched out from the wooden plaque, as if they were all alive!

The ghost head knife was glued to the filament, and it was immediately swept into it and disappeared without a trace.

Immortal Master Liu was stunned again, he had accidentally seen this thing in the ancient classics, this was the "Demon Collecting Card" that had been lost!

The wooden sign reached the top of the white shopkeeper's head in the blink of an eye, and the five-colored thin lines were all swept towards the white shopkeeper, and it seemed that he was about to be entangled in it.

At this moment, a gust of demonic wind suddenly blew on the white shopkeeper's body, flying sand and rocks, making people unable to open their eyes.

The demon wind caused the thin line to stagnate, but the white shopkeeper took this opportunity to take out a jade plate the size of a basin, and in a flash, he disappeared in place.

"Another teleportation formation!" Feng Wuchen glanced at the smashed array that was torn apart, and his brows furrowed tightly, "This guy is still a formation master!"

Ling'er didn't answer the words of Feng Wuchen, and walked straight to the middle of Liu Xianshi and the two: "Weren't you quite arrogant before?

As she spoke, she patted Liu Xianshi's face with her hand, and then patted Zhiming's face, and then half of the heads of the two people sank into the mud in the "deafening" "pop" sound and screams.

Jiming burst into tears again.

"It's not good!" Ling'er looked disdainful.

Feng Wuchen couldn't help but smile dumbly, and in a blink of an eye, his face turned grim again, and he said seriously: "Ling'er, help them detoxify, let's go chase that half-human and half-demon guy!"

"I don't want to help these two annoying guys detoxify!" Ling'er twisted her head and said stubbornly.

"A roast suckling pig!" Feng Wuchen directly sacrificed the killer feature.

"This ......"

"Plus a roast chicken!"

"Deal!" Ling'er said happily, "But how can you listen to me!"

"Good!"

"You two listen, I'll give you half of the poison now, and when you carry those two Taoist priests back to Tianxianglou, I will consider whether to relieve you of the other half......!

"I must do it, I must do it......" Liu Xianshi's head had turned into a pig's head, and his voice was indistinct.

As soon as Ling'er stretched out her hand, two insects that looked like caterpillars pounced on the faces of Liu Xianshi and the others from her hands, and got into their nostrils.

Liu Xianshi's faces were complicated, frightened, panicked, and had a hint of expectation......