At the top of Meiling, Merlin, the black-robed old man stood under the spell, his body was rickety and short, but he did not have the slightest obscenity, but swept away the atmosphere of death and twilight, and was full of vitality. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man's body is dense, the incantation is swirling, his lips open and close, his beard trembles, and he spits out silent spells one by one, his hands tremble, but it contains traces of the Tao, which is the hand of chasing souls.

The young girl Xinyue stood behind Mei Qing, her face pale, no one knew her grandfather's forbidden spell better than her.

Once the forbidden spell is planted, the spell will take root and sprout in the body of the spell bearer, blossom and bear fruit, and these growth of the forbidden spell are based on the vitality of the host as nutrients, and the moment when the puppet in the grandfather's hand is completely covered by the spell, it is when the host dies and the spell matures.

But now, the spell has been planted for a month, but some people have begun to exorcise the curse, how high this cultivation, how terrible the means, this is equivalent to digging out a tree with deep roots and leaves, and more than one.

Mei Qing looked at his old friend worriedly, watching him go all out, sealing and chanting mantras, even so, it was still difficult to do his best, and the opponent's cultivation was unfathomable! After all, this was an old friend occupying the home field.

The old man of the Tong family, his gray eyebrows trembled, he stared at the puppet, his mouth and hand did not stop, and the spell continued, it was the first time he encountered such a difficult opponent, the cultivator on the other side did not say it first, as far as his understanding of the forbidden spell was rare, and the world did not know when such a mysterious Zuo Dao Shuzun appeared.

This old man is also a madman of the secret method of the left way, and now he meets a master outside the world, he will naturally not easily admit defeat, he has changed six kinds of auxiliary mantras in a row, and every time he recites it, the power of the main mantra and forbidden text is doubled.

Forbidden spell puppets, one will fall, one will stand straight, between Haven and Black, back and forth, pouring over each other......

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Great Snow Mountain, North Hades Palace.

The black-robed Taoist, at this time, his hair was scattered, jumping and jumping around Ren Xin, he pinched the trick with one hand, waved the whip with the other, the ghosts in the hall cried and howled, the yin wind gusted, like the netherworld, and the evil demons on the walls around him flashed to cheer......

In this way, he blocked the six episodes of the forbidden spell, Ning Ze felt nervous in his heart, the six law Taoist friends did this, they didn't want to save people at all, they were obviously hooking the soul.

He really guessed correctly, the Six Dharma Dao people not only resisted the outbreak of the forbidden spell on the other side, but also planted a curse......

Ning Ze sighed, closed his eyes and recuperated, out of sight was pure, he didn't know much about these left path evil arts, after all, he cultivated the Xuanming Qi Dao, the Taoist authenticity, and the method of immortality, even if he wanted to help, he didn't know where to start.

I don't know how long it took, but the hall was still shining, the black light was shining, the evil lines were vertical and horizontal, and the gusts of yin wind soaked people's hearts.

"The deity...... The deity ......"

Ning Ze was stunned for a moment, quickly opened his eyes, and asked, "It's done?"

The black robe shook his head embarrassedly.

"Die... Dead ......" Ning Ze's eyes widened and he was a little sluggish.

"No ......," the black robe said in a deep voice.

Ning Ze's heart was even colder, this is half dead! It's better to die, after thinking about it, it's better to be alive, at least he has an explanation, people didn't die in their own hands.

"The deity, there is still a chance to win...... "The black robe hurriedly explained.

"How much?"

"Five-five folio ......"

Ning Ze felt that he had a toothache, that is, he had been tossing for almost a day, which was equivalent to doing it in vain, and Fu Xin's child was about to bleed.

Seeing Ning Ze's eyes, the black robe laughed dryly, he also felt that this thing was indeed not authentic.

"Why did you stop?"

The black robe dodged Ning Ze's eyes and said embarrassedly: "Hehe...... This kid can't hold on a little and needs the help of the deity......"

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Blood Donation ......"

"What?" Ning Ze shouted.

The black robe's eyes closed, his heart was horizontal, and he said: "Borrow the blood of the deity to continue the life of Fu Xin......"

Ning Ze understood, this was to kill people who were about to play adults, and Fu Xin had no blood to flow, so he let himself have a blood transfusion.

He was very speechless about his fellow Daoist of the Six Laws, but at this point, what else could he say, nodded and said, "Let's start......"

The black robe regained his vigor again, and a flash of light appeared in his eyes, which made Ning Ze feel cold for a while, and weakly reminded: "Fellow Daoist, you can take it easy this time, now it's not someone else's blood, it's your and my blood." ”

The black robe nodded to show that he understood.

Ning Ze looked at Fu Xin, who was shriveled and collapsed, and couldn't bear it in his heart, the proud son of heaven who was so handsome in the past has become this honorable face, I'm afraid his father won't recognize it when he sees it, his index finger is aimed at Fu Xin's chapped lips, and a trace of red thread shoots out from his fingertips, and the main hall of the Dao Palace is full of red light, and the fragrance is bursting, this is the blood of the Void Dao, any drop is a treasure for longevity.

With a trace of blood transfusion, Fu Zhen's body was full, his face gradually ruddy, and he had the characteristics of a living person, Ning Ze didn't dare to lose more, after all, there was too much vitality in his blood, he was afraid that Fu Zhen's small body would not be able to stand it, and he didn't dare to cut off the flow, because as soon as the black robe spell moved, this kid began to vomit blood again......

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In the plum forest, the old man in the black robe had messy hair, his head was covered with sweat, and he was panting, which showed that he was not lightly tired.

"Grandpa, drink some water," Tong Xinyue hurriedly handed over the tea.

The old man picked up the tea bowl and drank it in one gulp, and the new moon was renewed, and the old man took another sip and drank four cups in a row before he shook his head, he was really tired, except for wheezing, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Mei Qing saw that her old friend's legs were trembling, and said to Xinyue: "Help your grandfather sit down......"

The old man shook his head and raised his hand to point to the puppet hanging in the air.

Mei Qing looked at the confrontation between the forbidden text and the black vein, and her brows were locked in a ball.

"Brother Tong, forget it, don't fight......"

The old man surnamed Tong shook his head, looking a little helpless.

"Could it be that the other party refuses to stop?"

The black robe finally eased up, and said weakly: "From the beginning, that person is not only to solve the curse, he is going to punish the person who casts the curse, that is, the old decay, and he wants to pass the host, and reflexively spell the old decay ......"

Mei Qing's heart was cold, how ruthless this is, how weird the means, and the curse in the air, it is hairy to think about.

"Brother Tong, do you mean there is no way to avoid it?"

The old man nodded, it was unavoidable, he was connected to the forbidden spell puppet, and the puppet was connected to the host Fu Xin, the three of them were connected by invisible threads, he could control the forbidden spell on Fu Xin's body through the puppet, and the other side could also go against the current, using the host and the puppet as a medium, casting a spell on him, and casting a spell in the air, how mysterious.

"Isn't there a way to cut off the forbidden spell?" Mei Qing asked with a chill in her heart.

"Yes, as long as the host dies, the forbidden spell matures, and it will break away from the host and return to the puppet ......" The old man's voice trembled slightly, but it was like a life-and-death sentence.

Mei Qing sighed and didn't ask anymore, he had already seen from his old friend's eyes that the young son of heaven was afraid that his life would not be long.

Suddenly, the forbidden spell puppet in the air was protected by a red light, which was originally a dead thing, but it was lucky.

"Grandpa......" Crescent Moon was shocked, which was a sign of the host's vitality.

The black-robed old man's face sank, he knew that this time there was no other way than to fight hard, and the other party didn't know what secret technique he used, but he could renew the host's life.

The old man looked at the forbidden spell surrounded by black lines, he closed his eyes, and then opened them, there was no white in his eyes, his eyes were all black, his pupils narrowed, two black lights shot out, black light shot into the puppet's body, the forbidden spell erupted with teeth and claws, tore open the black lines, and with two black lights, shot into the puppet's eyes......