The sky is dark, foggy, the ground is dim, the people are heavy, the evil atmosphere is pervasive, the mountains are around, the thunder and wind and fire, and they are walking long. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The general of Liujia, the god of the Yang of Liuding, the high and high way of Taiqing, and the king of Kui Gang. Capture the ghosts of the mountains and the gods of the earth. If there is any wrongdoing, Qianyuan Henry Zhen, accept it!"

With the Taoist priest's shouting, the two sleeved robes rose in the wind, and the robes and masks were in the rolling demon wind, and soon covered a white-haired monster baby.

This baby is the white baby god in Xiangxi Baotong Village, there is a bad custom in the village, every year to ten children sink into the river, in order to seek smooth wind and rain, the house is safe, this white baby God is the unjust death of the infant and the unwilling spirit of the accumulation of accumulation, after manifestation, become intensified, not only the number of babies who need to be worshiped every year is doubled, but also force the villagers to worship and worship, think that the gods, so this Xiangxi obscene shrine witch sacrifice, not only natural disasters, but also man-made disasters.

The figure of the white infant god was photographed, and he couldn't help crying, the cry was so terrible, as if thousands of babies were crying together, the air suddenly seemed to be repeatedly hammered, and it was suddenly blurred and distorted, and the ground cracked at the same time.

'Hiss', the Taoist priest's sleeve robe was torn into seven or eight pieces, and the momentum made him take a few steps back, scolded secretly, and slapped his palm, and the powerful golden light cover appeared, just blocking the invasion of the opponent's surging demonic sound.

"Samadhi spiritual fire, subduing demons and eliminating demons," Daoist Li glared, and a fire rainbow shot out of his eyes; this white baby god knew that this samadhi true fire was supernatural, and his little face showed a trace of resentment, and his little hand was closed, and a green light gate was manifested from under the umbilicus, and the fire rainbow was actually sucked in by this light gate, and there was no harm at all.

You must know that although the worship of ghosts and gods reverses human ethics and is not tolerated by heaven, it is also a kind of Shinto, and it is not the same level as those grassroots demons.

It was the first time that Daoist Li saw someone who could face his own samadhi true fire, and he was also surprised, but fortunately, he had many means, his pupils were closed, and the vertical pupils tore open the void, and the white light instantly illuminated the white-haired baby, and this light was also the nemesis of all obscene things, and with the enhancement of Taoist Taoism, the power was also increasing.

The white infant god suddenly screamed, his whole body seemed to be wrinkled skin, his body was shrinking more and more, and he was about to refine, but at the last moment, the Taoist priest suddenly closed the magic eye, and at this moment, a dragon-shaped white light shot out, passing through the phantom of the disappearance of the vertical pupil, only a trace of it, and it was inserted into the eye, and the vertical pupil itself was the key to this technique.

"It's actually a true dragon divine light, damn it, this Xiangxi evil god really has any means!" After dealing with the dragon clan in the East China Sea for so many days, Daoist Li naturally knew that this true dragon divine light was a domineering spell of the dragon clan, condensed with dragon qi, hard and strong, and powerful, and only the dragon clan with pure blood could achieve it.

There is a river in Xiangxi called Suolong River, because of the topography of the nine mountains and the dragon, the dragon soul gradually evolved, and then it was found by the witch, and the evil dragon was practiced by the method of lewd sacrifice, and it was one of the ninety-nine ghosts and gods in Xiangxi.

Daoist Li was just about to cast a spell, suddenly his complexion changed greatly, and a different picture flashed in his eyes, only to see that in the depths of the demonic mist, a claw shaped like a bird was stretched out, hideous knots, as soon as this claw came out, the earth, fire, feng shui shook wildly, this is definitely one of the most powerful among the blood food ghosts and gods, almost giving him half of the illusion of an ancient true spirit.

And the dragon-shaped white light also shot from behind him, and two fierce gods and evil things also drilled out at the same time, with abscesses on their heads, ugly faces, and murderous spirits, together with the white baby god, they all rushed towards it, and the scene was extremely dangerous for a while.

At this moment, Li Daoshi suddenly pinched the stealth decision, and like a long eye in the back of his head, he stepped on three steps and nine traces in the Yu step, and after avoiding the killing of the white infant god, he pointed to cast a spell: "The end of the god's tail, the mountains and rivers are shaken." The black gas flew and rushed for nine days. I'm flying now, brave and natural!"

The dragon-shaped white light suddenly froze, and his body involuntarily slammed into the bird's claws, and the fierce light on the claws flashed, and it directly tore its life in half, and the dragon qi fluttered out, and a huge mouth opened at the same time in the black mist, and the evil dragon swallowed half of it!

In the evil atmosphere, a huge shadow flashed and disappeared, and only the tip of the iceberg was exposed, which made people tremble.

After a long time, in a hidden cave halfway up the mountain, the figure of the Taoist priest was revealed, covered with cold sweat, and muttered to himself: "What the hell is this, no wonder Huo Dabeard was seriously injured, that claw, it won't be a golden-winged Dapeng eagle!"

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle is also known as the Garuda bird, the fierce beast of the Three Realms, the dragon-eating dragon, is a relic of ancient times, when the heavenly demon came into the world, he had followed the demon king to besiege the big bald head, and then the demon king fled, one of them was accepted as one of the eight tribes of Buddhism;

"This thing should belong to the top monster in the world, with the current level of the Dao Master, under the full range of means, it will deal with the monsters that deal with the five hundred years of Taoism, this thing is greatly beyond the scope of the Dao Master's ability," Li Daoist grinned, thinking that the blood food ghosts and gods relied on the methods of the evil sect, and he could restrain them by several means, but when he came to this big bird, he had a headache; I heard that there is a kind of Buddhism that specializes in this kind of magic, but the question is where to find a powerful bald head now.

"Hey, someone, it's still an acquaintance!" In Daoist Li's eyes, a picture suddenly appeared, but it was Du Shu, and behind this nerd was a young man dressed as a sacrifice.

"Who are you, you have no grievances and no hatred with your late life, why do you have to put your late life to death," Du Shudu said with a panicked face, still holding a book in his hand.

"Hmph! No injustice and no hatred? You idiot, not only bewitching Miaoyu, but also daring to meddle in the big matter of witch sacrifices, has long been my mortal enemy," the young man said gloomily, there is a way that witches are not separated, he and the grass ghost woman have grown up together since childhood, can be said to be childhood sweethearts, but I didn't want to kill a little white face halfway to cut off the beard, this little white face has always been the nemesis of the two little guesses.

Du Shudun just wanted to speak, the book in his arms lit up, and suddenly countless pieces of white paper were scattered, scattered in the air, blocking the sight of the two, and there was a hurried cry of the book demon Ah Yan: "Don't run yet!"

The nerd woke up like a dream, but unfortunately he hadn't run a few steps yet, and suddenly a scream from behind him came from Ah Yan, only to see a flash of black light, and the book in his arms was 'torn', and a hole was torn open, and the body was destroyed, and the spirit was naturally uncomfortable.

"Ah Yan, Ah Yan!" Although Du Shudul was a little stupid, stunned, and roundabout, he was not lacking in blood and will, otherwise he would not have released the emperor's pigeon for his own insistence, his eyes were red, and he raised his small fist and rushed over, the young witch sneered, he had already seen that the other party had no mana at all, and what could he do to himself, this world has never been the right way to last, but the strong survive.

When Du Shudu's fist smashed over, the witch's mouth suddenly cracked to the corner of his mouth, revealing bloody teeth, as long as the fangs fell, he could bite the fist body to smash, but what he didn't expect was that this punch smashed more than a dozen sharp teeth, knocked others to the ground, and rolled more than a dozen rounds.

"This, I-" Even Du Shudu, looking at his fist in disbelief, couldn't figure out when he had become so powerful.

"Boy, does it feel cool to beat people?" Daoist Li's voice came from behind at this time, it was he who came at the end to give him a talisman blessing.

"Brother Li!!" Du Shudu's tears slipped out, and he hugged him, but he was kicked to the ground by the Taoist priest,, he had already seen that this kid was wrong, and now it seems that he really has a habit of dragon yang, and he should have been matched with a scholar if he knew that he should have been given a scholar, so he would not always look for himself to ask for a hug.

Legend has it that in ancient times, scholars often rushed thousands of miles to take the exam, and their wives and concubines naturally couldn't take them with them, so why did they always like to bring a scholar?

(There is one more chapter at noon) (To be continued.) )