The demon broke through the window and fled, and the onlookers outside were all taken aback and shouted in unison.

Everyone doesn't know what the consequences will be if this demon runs out.

Rosie moved even faster, and with a wave of her hand, a paper talisman stamped with the seal of the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain flew towards the sky, probably trying to cover the demon.

Yuqing Daogu also reacted at the same time, holding the Heavenly Master's seal, and was about to step forward.

Ding Ermiao was also worried that the birth of the demon would bring disaster to the world, so he hurriedly pulled the corpse whip and wanted to help.

"Stop it, I'll figure it out myself!" In the angry shout, Yao Zhanxun immediately chased out of the open window, and with a wave of his hand, the three flying swords were in the shape of a zigzag, stabbing towards the black shadow that had already landed.

Whoosh ......!

The dagger broke through the air and swished.

The black shadow couldn't dodge, and only heard three soft pops, and it was already nailed to the ground.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked closely, but it was a mess of rotten meat, the size of a grinding disc, twisting and wriggling on the ground, disgusting.

"Ah......" The rotten meat trembled violently on the ground, and screamed: "Yao Zhanxun, I have grass for your eighteenth generation ancestor!" ”

I didn't see his mouth, and I didn't know where the sound came from.

"Demon, today I will destroy your soul!" Yao Zhanxun's head was covered with scars, his eyes were blue and the corners of his mouth were bloody, his clothes were ragged and his hair was scattered, and he couldn't tell how embarrassed he was.

But his anger was high, so he seemed to be in good spirits.

I saw him pull out a paper talisman and throw it on the rotten meat, pinched his fingers a little forward, and shouted with full anger: "The magic is one foot high, and the road is one foot high." The three flavors of the immortal family fire burn all the charms in the world! ”

The paper talisman fell to the ground, and the flames rose half a person high.

"Yike......!" Surrounded by flames, the rotten flesh-like thing was still struggling violently inside, screaming incessantly.

Seeing that the demon had been subdued, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and closed their own strength.

In the air, a foul smell gradually wafted away, and the beauties covered their noses and retreated into the distance.

"What the hell is this demon?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Rosie smiled wryly and said, "I don't know what he is." He was originally a person, but after his death, his soul was shattered by the underworld, and he slowly gathered again with a little residual thought, attached to a leech, turned into a demon, and made waves. So now this demon has both the soul of a human and the soul of a leech, and it belongs to the ...... Mutated demons. ”

Yao Zhanxun continued to do so, urging the three-flavor true fire, and in the flames, the demon's screams gradually weakened.

After about two minutes, the screams finally stopped coming from the flames. Yao Zhanxun retracted his momentum, the flames were extinguished, and there was still a large mass of black soft meat on the ground, trembling slightly. The three-flavor true fire just now did not make this demon disappear, but only temporarily suppressed it.

And Yao Zhanxun also sat on the ground tired, and the sweat on his head began to pour down.

Rosie looked at the incense stick that was timed, and she had just finished lighting it.

"Congratulations to Yao Daoyou, pass the test." Rosie announced.

"But he hasn't completely subdued the demon yet." Wan Shugao pouted and said.

Yao Zhanxun took a breath, got up and pulled out the short sword on the ground, picked up the rotten meat with the sword, and said, "Is this okay?" ”

"But time has passed, and the incense is finished......" Wan Shugao said with a sneer.

"Nitpicking!" Yao Zhanxun turned around and handed the rotten meat to Luo Qian, and said, "I'm afraid that the Heavenly Master's Mansion has other arrangements for this demon, so I didn't directly destroy it." Now, leave it to Miss Luo to deal with. ”

Obviously, his own cultivation is not enough, but he has to deliberately cover it up and put gold on his face.

"If you brag and don't make a draft, I don't think you have the ability to destroy it." Wan Shugao sneered and ridiculed, ruthlessly debunked.

Yao Zhanxun's face was uncomfortable for a while, and he turned his head and glared at Wan Shugao.

Rosie turned around, took out a peachwood sword from the incense case, and also picked up the rotten meat, and walked into the second hall, still sealing the demon.

Walking out of the second hall, Rosie waved her hand and said, "Third Daoist, prepare." ”

The third is Ding Shizhong of the Sanfeng faction of Wudang Mountain, the dark horse who came out of the second round, immediately bowed his head, took a cold and shining sword, and walked into his own battlefield.

Then the shouting and fighting came from the third hall.

However, this dark horse was not lucky enough this time, and in less than half a pillar of incense, he pushed the door out in disheveled clothes, holding the life talisman given by Rosie in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "I'm ashamed, Ding's humanity is still shallow, and it is difficult to subdue demons." ”

The founding ancestor of Wudang Mountain is Zhang Sanfeng, who entered the Tao with martial arts, so the martial arts of his disciples are all croaking. Moreover, Wudang is a vein, and it attaches great importance to health preservation and medicine, but in terms of ghost hunting Taoism, it cannot be compared with famous sects such as Maoshan Longhu Mountain, and it is a little worse after all.

"It's okay, the demons here are already extremely difficult to deal with." Luo Xi took the paper talisman and said with relief: "Ding Daoyou was able to break through to the third level and retreat with his whole body, which is already the pinnacle of cultivation. Sanfeng has such a master, and it is also the luck of the world. ”

In fact, it is also the case, it is really not easy to get to the third level, and it is not possible to collect the world, aren't there seventeen people present.

Ding Shizhong smiled slightly, handed over the paper talisman, saluted everyone, and floated away. Come and go without worry, but also chic and neat.

Next, it's the fourth player to break through.

The fourth is Gu Haiyu of the Zhengyi faction, who is similar to the previous one, and finally used the life saver to escape from the battlefield in embarrassment.

Then the fifth and sixth were defeated one after another, and none of them succeeded.

The contestants behind are all beating drums in their hearts, and it seems that these demons are indeed difficult. Wu Zhanzhan and Yao Zhanxun passed the test one after another, giving them courage and confidence, and the next four hit their morale.

"Brother Ermiao, it's your turn, that Qi Zhimeng is probably not easy to deal with, you have to be careful." Wan Shugao reminded Ding Ermiao.

"Don't worry about me, think about your Eighth Master Kang, how to deal with it." Ding Ermiao smiled indifferently, watched Rosie light the incense, and slowly walked into the seventh hall.

The door was opened, Ding Ermiao stepped in, and the Taoist priest outside closed the door.

There were two oil lamps hanging in the house, and the flames were not big, flickering, and the doors and windows were not transparent, and they looked very gloomy.

The area of the house is about 40 square meters, and it looks like two large rooms.

There was nothing inside, except for the half-man-high altar on the murder seat in the northwest corner. The jar was black and oily, and it glowed faintly in the light.

There was a yellow paper talisman pasted on the mouth of the altar, and needless to say, the soul of the fierce man Qi Wuyi was sealed in the altar.

Ding Ermiao looked around the environment, and then walked over staring at the altar.