Xiao Ziyang was in Taifu Mountain back then, and got two scriptures from the hands of the demon cultivator, in addition to "Purple Jade Smoke", the other one is called "Dark Fire Decision", which is a classic book of demon cultivation, which records several methods of refining demons.

The demon refined by this person in front of him is the lowest of them, the "Black Blood Demon", although this kind of demon is extremely powerful, difficult to penetrate, and the refining cost is extremely low, but it has low intelligence and can't cast any spells, so it is really not of much use to monks. I don't know why this person has to refine a lot?

After everything was understood, Xiao Ziyang quietly retreated, intending to leave the cottage the same way.

Since this evil cultivator can refine demons, at least he is also a true cultivator with mana, and it is definitely not something that he can deal with as a mortal. He is no longer the newborn calf, so naturally he will not go to die.

He has been with the sisters of the An family for a long time, and from the mouths of their sisters, he also knows a lot of things in the cultivation realm, this kind of evil cultivation that slaughters mortals in large quantities is a rat crossing the street in the cultivation realm, and everyone shouts and beats it.

He only needs to take the head of a demon back and hand it over to Qingyang Guan, and naturally there is a Immortal Cultivation Sect to deal with this evil cultivator.

At this moment, Xiao Ziyang's eyes caught something moving in the air, he hurriedly looked at it, and followed the crack in the mountain, only to see that above the low mountains in the south, under a round of crescent moon, a cyan streamer was flying towards the cottage, and in the streamer it seemed to be a flat boat, and there was a figure standing on it, and the person was faintly seen dressed in Taoist clothes.

"Monk!" Xiao Ziyang was shocked in his heart, quickly retreated, retracted into a narrow stone crevice, and hurriedly launched the breathing technique. He was lucky today, and he actually did it right the first time.

The spirit boat flew extremely fast, but it entered the mountain crack in a few dozen breaths. The spirit boat paused outside the rift for a moment, and flew straight towards the stone platform where the big house was located.

The spirit boat was wrapped in a brilliant cyan aura, and it suddenly alarmed the sentry in the village, shouting one after another, one after another, and immediately alarmed the demon cultivators who were refining demons in the big house.

I saw that his body moved, and suddenly turned into a miserable white streamer, rushed out of the house, and collided head-on with the spirit boat.

The two of them retreated, hovering in mid-air, confronting each other dozens of feet apart.

After dispersing the light, I saw that the evil cultivator was dressed in a big red robe, with an extremely thin face, unable to tell his age, and stepping on a bone sword with a miserable white flame under his feet.

The man on the Lingzhou was dressed in a snow-white Taoist suit, wearing a jade crown, with a white face and beard, and he looked no more than twenty-five or sixteen years old.

The stone crevice where Xiao Ziyang was hiding was extremely shallow, and it could only accommodate his body. He looked very nervously at the two facing each other in mid-air, and shrunk as hard as he could, hoping that the two would not notice him.

After the two confronted each other for a moment, the decorator spoke first: "Who is the demon, who dares to massacre mortals and refine demons on the territory of my Qingyang Gate. If you know each other, don't hurry up and catch it!"

The red-robed evil cultivator let out a sneer like a night owl: "Even with your cultivation in the induction period, you are worthy of letting me be arrested, I really don't know the height of the sky, others are afraid of you Qingyangmen, but I am not afraid of dust, since you are here today, don't leave." ”

Hearing this, the Taoist priest shouted angrily: "Bold!" raised his hand and released a crimson flying sword, and at the same time, he flipped his wrist, and a bright yellow paper talisman appeared between his middle index finger, and the earthy yellow light on the paper talisman flashed, and an earthy yellow light shaped like a chicken egg appeared on his body out of thin air.

The red-robed evil cultivator sneered, stretched out his hand and slapped it on his waist, a round white bone shield, and a bright yellow rune paper, appeared in front of him at the same time, he pointed at his right hand, and the bone shield rose up with a miserable white demonic flame, heading towards the flying sword;

After releasing the defensive spell weapon, the red-robed evil cultivator grabbed the placket of his clothes with both hands, and suddenly split to the sides, revealing a bony chest with a pitch-black skull tattooed on his chest.

After the red-robed evil cultivator opened his shirt, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a terrible howl full of pain, only to see that the piece of skin tattooed with a skull on his chest writhed strangely, and it actually broke free from his chest, and a burst of blood flashed, turning into a strange skeleton with black and red horns.

The skeleton opened its mouth and let out a baby's cry.

It cried twice, then suddenly turned around and threw itself into the chest of the red-robed evil cultivator, gnawing and sucking at the chest that had lost its skin and bare muscles.

Seeing this scene, the look on the other side changed greatly, and he shouted: "Nine Demon Baby......! You damn it!" With that, he slapped his waist sharply, and an octagonal card with a silver glittering image with a gossip map flew out in front of him.

The red-robed evil cultivator let out a wild laugh mixed with pain, "Ha Lu Ha...... I'm damned...... But you are about to die! Holy Child, go!"

The skull shook for a while, as if extremely reluctant, and gnawed two mouthfuls of flesh before reluctantly leaving his chest and flying towards the young Taoist priest.

Seeing the skeleton flying, the Taoist priest's expression tightened, and he pointed to the gossip shield and blocked the skeleton.

The skeleton rushed left and right, but was always blocked by the gossip card, and gradually became impatient, rushing more and more fiercely, and slamming the shield.

After a few moments, the skull's momentum stopped, and blood-red billowing demonic flames rose from its body.

When the young Taoist priest saw it stop, he was not happy and frightened, and retracted the gossip card slightly, staring at the skull suspended in the air very nervously.

Suddenly, the skull opened its mouth and let out a terrible cry of a baby. This cry was very different from what it had just been. Xiao Ziyang, who was hiding on the side and peeking at the immortal master's fighting method, was the first to be attacked.

At the moment when the cry entered his ears, he only felt that the depths of his mind were pierced by thousands of steel needles, and his eyes suddenly turned black in pain, and it was also his resolute temperament that he could not hold back a scream that had reached his mouth.

At the same time, this cry caused his blood to boil, and his dantian true qi suddenly couldn't be controlled, and the breathing technique that he had managed to maintain immediately dissipated, and his existence was discovered by the two immortal masters.

The two immortal masters were fighting at a critical juncture, and he could take care of him as a mortal.

Xiao Ziyang was just far affected by the aftermath of this cry, and even so, the young Taoist priest who had endured the power of crying was also uncomfortable. I saw that his face suddenly turned blood red, and the two magic weapons were also shaking, and his speed decreased sharply.

The skull took the opportunity to rush forward, and immediately crossed the defense of the Bagua card and pounced towards the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest knew that the Dao was at the point of life and death, and he shouted loudly, and actually gave up control of the two magic weapons, collected his mind, and tried his best to control the churning mana affected by the cry. He reached out and tapped his waist, took out a black ball the size of a pigeon's egg, and threw his hand at the skull that swooped down.