Xuan Yinzi couldn't laugh for too long.

He was shaking the soul-catching bell and was thinking about capturing the girl he had imagined to send a treasure-giving ghost, but suddenly he felt something was different.

He pinched a magic trick with one hand, and a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he found that the demonic aura was so thick that it seemed to flow in mist.

This discovery surprised him and he quickly attracted eight underworld corpses, protected himself, and glanced at him again.

It didn't matter if this glance was made. He found that there was an old woman next to a big tree behind him.

The old woman stood there quietly with her back hunched over, looking very kind, like an old lady next door.

However, Xuan Yinzi's eyes were opened, and all the ghosts and monsters could not hide their eyes. In his opinion, the old woman looked cold and her eyes were shining with demonic lights, mysterious and mysterious, and her face was even more terrifying and terrifying.

What surprised him even more was that he saw that the demonic aura on the old woman's head was like a black cloud covering the city, covering the roof. After a few miles, he was shocking, and his heart suddenly became tight: Where did such a terrifying monster come from?

When Xuan Yinzi was shocked, the old woman said angrily: "Stinky Taoist, why is the old soul-catching bell in your hands, and the old maid, where is it?"

The old woman was naturally the old witch. She sensed the sound of the soul-catching bell and hurried over to save the flesh and blood. However, she saw that the soul-catching bell that it had personally refined and sacrificed was not on Nie Xiaoqian's feet, but was held in her hand and played with by a stinky Taoist priest, and she couldn't help but be furious.

The old witch's voice was not distinguished by male or female. Xuan Yinzi heard it and felt murderous intent, and immediately realized that he had been fooled.

The bell bracelet was strange, and the female ghost was not giving away treasures at all, but was in trouble and "sending" the bell bracelet to herself, just to attract the old demon in front of her.

However, Xuan Yinzi knew that there were monsters and monsters in the Black Wind Forest, how could he be unprepared? Besides, his temperament was so old that he never gave up. So even though he was already alert in his heart, he was not scared to urinate. Instead, his mouth became even more odorous and harder: "It turns out that this magic weapon is called the Soul-Surfing Bell, and the original owner is you, the old woman."

The old witch had never been confronted like this, and Xuan Yinzi's contempt completely angered it: "Old man and you, those of you, have never violated the water of the well. The stinky Taoist priests, why should they kill the old man's maid and steal the old man's magic weapon?"

Xuan Yinzi glanced at the old demon woman and replied casually: "Humans and ghosts are different from each other, and good and evil cannot be at the same time. How can we say that the well water does not violate the river water? We who practice Taoism have no choice but to kill demons, to uphold the hearts of the people, to upright the spirit of the universe, and to sweep the demon atmosphere in the world."

The old demon chuckled and said, "It's great, then let me see how you, a stinky Taoist, kill demons and eliminate demons."

As soon as he finished speaking, the already broken dead branches on the ground suddenly came alive, as if a giant python in the jungle rolled over to Xuan Yinzi and Xuan Yinzi's eight underworld corpses.

"Yin and Yang and Five Elements, the movement will never stop. Eliminate evil and bind the charm, protect your life and body!"

...

Nie Xiaoqian threw out the soul-catching bell and immediately escaped. She hid in the demon fog and vaguely heard the soul-catching bell ring. She knew that using the demon killing strategy would be successful, so she fled far away.

This time, the scenery was bright and bright. After turning a few big trees, I looked up and saw my uncle Ji Zongbu, Wang Lin and the little monk. They were searching everywhere without any effort.

They are surrounded by countless monster vines and giant trees, unable to escape, and struggling.

Didn’t I say there were disciples of Chunyang Palace? Can’t even the legendary sword-control technique of using one sword to get rid of the old witch’s giant wood formation and the mere seven evil spirits Tianluo?

As he was puzzled, Nie Xiaoqian did not hesitate and floated over in the sky with the green steel sword.

The demon vine and giant wood can block the acquired master who has not yet reached the innate realm of Pingxu Yufeng, but cannot block her ghost body.

But she had just floated to the ground and before she could land, she heard a stern shout: "Who is the monster?"

With a loud shout, a buzzing sound, a sword from bottom to top, from the side to the side seemed to shatter the rain. The sword lights were countless, as if it was shining like pearls sprinkled with jade, and it was whizzing, sharp and sharp.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't expect to be attacked by "his own people". She was caught off guard and could not draw the sword. She was about to be cut by a sword. Suddenly, a shot from the ground was pierced like lightning and suddenly crashed into the sword rain. The gun shadow was like a dragon, and then penetrated the sword rain.

The sword rain was knocked away as soon as it was hit. When the gun rod buzzed and trembled continuously, the gun head suddenly hit a person's throat.

The few people who were fighting fiercely with the demon vine heard Liu Suifeng's yelling loudly, and knew that there was a ghost lurking. When they turned around, they saw Ji Zongbu's spear hitting Liu Suifeng's throat, and it was about to break out.

Next to the two of them, a woman had her eyes as stars, her figure was as beautiful as a sharp one, and she stood quietly holding a sword.

Liu Suiyun saw at a glance that the woman who suddenly appeared was a ghost. Although he didn't know where the female ghost of Bingguang Xueyan, Leng Li, came from, and why Ji Zongbu, who had just worked together, suddenly attacked his senior brother, but since it was the senior brother who was being restrained, he waved Daixue in his hand without thinking too much, and wanted to save his senior brother.

But as soon as he moved, a figure flashed in front of him. There was already one more person. When he looked closely, it turned out to be the monk who called himself a bald donkey in Wuliang Temple, and he was immediately angry.

Although he knew that this monk had a magical image and had to use sword skills to break, he was eager to save his senior brother. Daixue pointed and shouted angrily: "Why, you Wuliang Temple is so impatient, are you trying to compete with my Chunyang Palace?

The little monk clasped his hands together, shook his head with compassion and replied, "Don't be impulsive, you have something to say."

Liu Suiyun said angrily: "If you want to harm my senior brother, what else can you say?"

Seeing this, Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly said to his uncle Ji Zongbu: "Uncle, this is a misunderstanding. Please let this Taoist priest go."

Ji Zongbu, who had no hostility to Liu Suifeng, nodded after hearing Nie Xiaoqian's words and took back the gun.

However, Liu Suifeng and Liu Suiyun were confused when they heard Nie Xiaoqian's words.

Seeing that they were puzzled, Wang Lin cleared his throat and explained: "This is Miss Nie Xiaoqian and Nie. He has known us for a long time. We were able to escape from the Black Wind Forest in the previous episode, thanks to Miss Nie's help."

As soon as the name Nie Xiaoqian appeared, someone's eyes lit up in the field.

Of course, some people complained: "Dear men, I can't resist it anymore. Can you stop talking about the past?"

The complaining was Wu Lan. He had just used three consecutive slashes to clear the demon vine within a few feet of the range, and collapsed on the ground with exhaustion. Just as he was about to lie down and take a breath, he saw his friends, a few ghosts, and they actually took the opportunity to gossip there, which was quite reminiscent of the past, and almost vomited blood.

Liu Suiyun seemed not to hear Wu Lan's complaint. He actually saw that Nie Xiaoqian's female ghost was extraordinary, but he was stubborn: "She is a ghost after all."

Ye Ye, who has always been a little transparent, held a book he carried with him and found a good opportunity to speak. He immediately retorted: "There are good people and bad people, and the ghosts have good ghosts and evil ghosts. Can't you tell that Sister Xiaoqian is a good ghost? Moreover, people are more cruel than evil ghosts."

Liu Suiyun was choked by Ye Ye's words, and the young white face, which was so tender that it could pinch out of water, immediately seemed to be covered with rouge, and it was flushed red.

Even Liu Suifeng coughed, and his old face flashed with embarrassment.

"The demon vine is here again."

Wu Lan shouted loudly, and for a moment everyone was relieved of the busy life.
Chapter completed!