My personal school belle president

Chapter 551 A Big Mistake! (first update)
This hook is made of special metal, carved with strange runes.

And at the end of the hook, there is also a long gold thread, about two meters long, wrapped around a finger of Daoist Yan Tian.

"laugh--"

The hook pierced into the soul of the third elder and made a strange noise, as if a piece of paper had been punctured.

And the third elder also let out a scream.

"The sky has no way, accept it!"

Daoist Yan Tian bit his fingertips, smeared the first drop of blood on the long golden thread, flicked it lightly, and the blood beads slowly slid down along the golden thread, and dripped on the soul of the third elder, causing a series of attacks immediately. A terrible scream.

Then he pulled his fingers, and saw the third elder's soul being pulled out of the little girl's body piece by piece.

"Xiuyao, you see, this is the real master, does the liar you and Yun Qing found have this ability?"

Long Zhengyu said proudly.

Yun Xiuyao pursed her lips and didn't speak, but she was still worried in her heart.

For some reason, she just trusted Qin Yang.

But the matter has come to this point, it's too late to say anything, if this Daoist Yantian can cure his daughter, it will be the best, then she will apologize to Qin Yang, hoping that the other party can forgive him or her.

"Smelly Taoist priest, if it wasn't for that kid just now who forced out the soul of Elder Ben, what can you, a magic weapon, do to Elder Ben?"

The third elder scolded angrily.

Taoist Yantian's eyelids twitched, but he said nothing.

Indeed, if Qin Yang hadn't forced his soul out, he would naturally not have the strength to catch this ghost cultivator, but now that he is the winner, it doesn't matter what others say.

"rise!!"

Daoist Yantian snorted coldly, pulled out the entire soul of the third elder with a jerk of his arm, and then took out a white cloth bag, and when the opponent's soul was flying, he opened the mouth of the cloth bag and put it away went in.

After the soul left the body, the little girl slept peacefully on the bed, breathing evenly.

The pink face became no longer pale, but a little more rosy, and the black mist on the brows also disappeared completely.

"Mrs., the ghost cultivator in your daughter's body has been subdued by Pindao. You can rest in peace for a few days. In the future, don't just listen to the nonsense of some young people. Pindao can save your daughter once, but not the second time." Second-rate."

Daoist Yan Tian stroked his goatee beard and said lightly.

Semantics seem to point.

"Thank you, Daoist, thank you, Daoist."

Long Zhengyu quickly thanked him, seeing his wife next to him in a daze, he poked him with his elbow.

Yun Xiuyao came to her senses, thanked her a few times, and ran to the bedside to check on her daughter.

"Smelly old man, you still have to be shameless. It was my boyfriend who forced the third elder's soul out. You just picked up a big deal, but now you are slandering my boyfriend. You are really thick-skinned!"

Ning Fei'er didn't expect there to be such a brazen person in the world, and her chest heaved in anger, wishing to tear his mouth open!

"Bold! Daoist Yantian is something you liars can slander. If it wasn't for Daoist Yantian today, my daughter would have been ruined by you!"

Long Zhengyu scolded angrily.

"you……"

"Plop--"

Just when Ning Fei'er was about to refute, a strange sound suddenly came out.

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes fell on the white cloth bag tied around the waist of Daoist Yan Tian. At this moment, the cloth bag seemed to be kicked by something, and the sound was dull.

The cloth bag deflated for a while, and swelled for a while, which was a bit weird.

"Shoot-"

Suddenly, there was a small opening on the top of the cloth bag, and bursts of black air gushed out along the gap.

Daoist Yan Tian's complexion changed, he quickly took out a peach wood long sword, and stabbed it into the gap, but heard a click, and the peach wood sword was broken in two, and at the same time, a cold breath came up along the broken sword .

If Daoist Yan Tian hadn't thrown his sword so quickly, he would definitely have injured his spleen.

not good!

An inexplicable crisis came to my heart.

Daoist Yantian hurriedly threw out the cloth bag at his waist, and at the same time took out several yellow talismans with complicated patterns and pasted them on the ground, circled the cloth bag, trapped it in the center, and then began to chant spells.

Following the chanting of the mantra, the yellow talismans floated up and danced slowly, forming a special five-pointed star formation.

"Oh!"

At this moment, the cloth bag exploded directly.

Countless black mist filled the air, covering the bedroom and the villa in an instant, and only the outline could be vaguely seen.

Everyone's nerves were tense and they didn't dare to move rashly.

"Jie Jie—"

In the black mist, came a cold smile.

As the black mist dissipated, a woman appeared in the midair of the room. Her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, her eye sockets were sunken, and her nose bridge was wrinkled, as if she had been scalded by boiling water. She looked extremely terrifying.

In her body, there is a great coercion, which makes people unable to resist.

"Smelly old man, you dare to catch me with such a little trick, you must be tired of work."

The third elder stared coldly at the dignified Daoist Yantian, with a trace of disdain on his lips, and with a wave of his pale palm, the yellow talismans surrounding her instantly turned into powder.

Everyone watching this scene became paler.

"If you have any other tricks, use them."

The third elder said lightly.

Daoist Yan Tian gritted his teeth, and took out a black wild cat from another black cloth bag on his waist.

"Ugh-"

This wild cat was about twice the size of a normal house cat, and its eyes were shining with a strange green light. After seeing the third elder in the air, it began to struggle and hiss, and its pupils also changed in detail, like a whirlpool.

"Eat soul cats?"

The third elder looked at the cat in surprise.

Cats have nine lives and are fond of devouring souls. It looks like this cat has been soaked in corpse poison all year round and feeds on souls.

"go with!"

Daoist Yan Tian let go of his palm, and the black wild cat jumped at the third elder in an instant. Fast as lightning, it opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp teeth!
"Hmph, worm-carving trick."

The third elder smiled coldly, and formed seals with his hands. The eerie black mist wrapped around his palms, turning into a long whip, wrapping around the black cat, slowly tightening it.

The black cat struggled, bit its head on the black mist whip, and became more and more fierce.

"die!"

With a low shout, the third elder general flicked the black whip in his hand, only to hear the sound of "crack bang bang", the black cat's whole body was smashed into pieces, and in the sharp and ear-piercing screams, it turned into a puddle of flesh and black blood. It slowly flowed out, corroding the rest of the floor.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Yantian's face changed drastically, and he said in horror: "This ghost cultivator is so powerful."

At this moment, he couldn't help feeling regretful.

"Master, what should we do?"

Long Zhengyu asked in a trembling voice, he already felt that Taoist Yan Tian was not the opponent of this ghost.

(End of this chapter)