Chapter 187: The Hundred Ghosts Taoist

"How's it going? Master, looking at the way Elder Zong looks, I'm afraid he won't let it go!"

At this time, a figure emerged from the shadow behind Wang Yun and said,

"Hmph, I've already warned him. If the old guy can't figure it out, just imprison him and refine elixirs for us for a lifetime. I really thought that Feng Leizi and Crazy Taoist, two fake elixir monks, could protect him. Yaowang Sect?”

Wang Yun said with disdain,

Feng Leizi and Crazy Taoist are the two elders of the Yaowang Sect who are in the false elixir realm.

"If the guild leader takes action, will the Jinlin Wang family intervene? After all, Mr. Zong still has some favors with the Wang family."

"It doesn't matter, I have my own thoughts on this matter. But those two juniors are so lawless that they openly hunted and killed the Zifu monks. I must go and warn them in person, otherwise, when I return to Dragon Island, what monks will dare to come? Trading practice.

Where are they now? "

Wang Yun asked the person behind him,

"Those two juniors are currently hunting Taoist Hundred Ghosts, and Master Qianying is monitoring them!"

Qianying is an elder of the Yunhe Chamber of Commerce and a fake alchemy monk.

"Arrogant! Do you really think this is their territory?"

Wang Yun was also a little angry at the moment. If he allowed these two people to kill him, wouldn't it be a disgrace for them to return to Dragon Island?

It suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew towards the outside of the city.

…

At the same time, a one-eyed old Taoist was looking at the two people in front of him with a solemn expression. He was the Taoist Baigui in the early days of Zi Mansion.

"Why did two ignorant juniors attack my mountain gate? If you don't give me an explanation today, you two will definitely pay the price."

"Oh, what kind of price does the old man have to pay? I don't know how satisfied the little girl is with this body. Why don't we let the little girl and the old man have sex for a while to compensate for the offense committed by the two of us!"

A female cultivator in a green dress said with a sweet smile,

This woman is extremely beautiful, her clothes are cool, her majestic breasts are ready to be revealed, and her every frown and smile can arouse endless desire in others.

It is Wen Yaqing who comes from the Hehuan Sect and is also one of the candidates for the contemporary saint of the Hehuan Sect.

But facing such a beauty, the one-eyed old man did not dare to be careless at all.

"Slut, your demonic voice is nothing more than that, you still need to see the real chapter under your hands!"

A red figure appeared behind Baigui Taoist like a ghost,

"You still have such a bad mouth! No wonder you don't have many friends. Sooner or later, you will die because of your bad mouth!"

Wen Yaqing said in a bad tone,

"Arrogant! Two people who have completed foundation building dare to surround and kill me. I don't know what to say!"

Taoist Baigui understood that the two came with bad intentions. He had recently heard that two of his colleagues on the island had been killed one after another, and he felt a little uneasy. He immediately took the initiative and attacked the two with all his strength, regardless of his senior style.

A white bone soul summoning banner appeared in his hand. This was also the middle-grade spiritual weapon he kept at the bottom of the box. In order to refine this spiritual weapon, he did not hesitate to secretly massacre tens of thousands of mortals as blood sacrifices for this object. He even killed many monks and earned a fortune. In the flag.

As this object was sacrificed, countless ghost figures appeared in the sky, and among them there was a ghost king comparable to the early Zifu.

He rushed directly towards Tu Ling. Taoist Baigui knew that this method could not help the two of them, so he decisively attacked with all his strength. The magic formula in his hand was flowing, and the tips of his right fingers were lit with a little ghost fire, and he grabbed hard at his heart. Twist hard.

As if some kind of seal had been lifted, the originally dry body quickly expanded like a balloon, and the whole person turned into a huge ghost with a green face and fangs.

At the same time, Tu Ling also fought against the ghost king in the soul-calling banner. He was seen holding a blood sword. Under the bloody sword light, no ghosts who came close to him survived. It seems that his blood sword has no effect on him. Ghosts are extremely restrained.

"It's really interesting. Are you possessed by a ghost? Why can you ignore the influence of my skills? It turns out that you have turned yourself into a half-ghost. If you are a good person, you will become a ghost! It's really putting the cart before the horse."

Wen Yaqing was dodging Taoist Baigui's attack while gesticulating against him.

"Ignorant young man, how do you understand the mystery of my skills?"

Taoist Baigui was insulted by his junior, so he took action in anger, but this woman's self-cultivation method was weird, and she was able to dodge in time every time he made a move, just like the tapeworm in his heart, very evil.

After just a moment of fighting, he instinctively wanted to retreat, but for the sake of face, he forced himself to support.

Possessed by the spirit ghost of Taoist Baigui, his whole body was invulnerable, and his defensive power was comparable to the best magical weapons. He forced Wen Yaqing into danger several times, but he was never able to cause substantial damage. On the contrary, the more he fought, the more exhausted he became.

Even his movements were getting slower and slower, and he felt like he was losing his energy. Every time he felt like retreating, he would inexplicably forget the idea and continue to attack all the way, as if he was venting his excessive energy.

"It's surprisingly easy to deal with. Rogue cultivators are Rogue Cultivators after all. Not to mention their skills are really unsatisfactory, and their sense of danger is still so slow. It seems that this is a good life on Dragon's Island. There have been too many. "

Wen Yaqing murmured to herself,

At the same time, I felt that the time was almost up, so I threw out a spiritual weapon, which was a low-grade spiritual weapon from the old monster Huang Feng, Qianyuan Qi Bag.

I saw it blowing out endless Qianyuan Gangfeng, attacking Taoist Baigui.

"Qianyuan Qi Bag, did old monster Huang Feng die in your hands?"

Taoist Baigui was immediately shocked and seemed to have regained some of his sanity. He covered his face with both arms to resist the Qianyuan Gangfeng.

But his flesh and blood were still bruised by the Qianyuan Gang Wind, and his whole person looked miserable and struggling to hold on.

Although this spiritual weapon is easy to use, Wen Yaqing is only a perfect foundation-builder after all and cannot sustain it for long.

After a while, he also took back the spiritual weapon.

Taoist Baigui, who had just wanted to go, lost his thought inexplicably. Even though his body was covered in blood and flesh, he still rushed towards Wen Yaqing.

"As the saying goes, love is hard to break. Seniors are deeply in love without knowing it. How sad! Let juniors give seniors a ride!"

As Wen Yaqing spoke, she stretched out her little hand and saw that on her five fingers, there were invisible threads connected to Taoist Baigui. As her little hands closed, Taoist Baigui's spirit-ghost body was cut into pieces by this invisible thread of love. of fragmentation.

His body was exposed, and he was bound tightly by the silk of love, unable to move, and pulled to Wen Yaqing's feet.

Wen Yaqing stepped on Taoist Baigui's head with one foot and said to Tu Ling, who was still entangled with the ghost king not far away,

"Be careful, don't damage my treasure. This bone summoning flag suits me very well!"

"I know, bitch! I'm so annoyed."

As Tu Ling spoke, he stopped holding back. A long river of blood appeared behind him, and two blood shadows emerged from it. They were the two dead Zifu monks, Old Monster Huang Feng and Xu Fenglai.

The three of them exerted their strength at the same time, and they easily subdued the bone summoning flag that had lost its master's blessing.

"Old rules, the spirit belongs to you, the flesh and blood belong to me! The spiritual weapon belongs to you this time."

Tu Ling threw the bone soul summoning flag to Wen Yaqing and said smoothly.