Chapter 1268
"Qing... Old Daoist Qingfeng... is that you? How do you know that it was the poor Taoist who killed Zhang Tuanlian and Sun Baizong's family... How did you know..." Daoist Qingxu looked around in fear The little black whirlwinds of the group.

However, the little Taoist didn't speak any more, or it could be said that Taoist Master Qingfeng didn't want to pay attention to any words of Taoist Master Qingxu at all, he just wanted to kill him and avenge those innocent people who died at his hands .

The little Taoist priest kept his mouth shut and did not speak anymore, the black air all over his body was constantly rolling around his body, and the small black whirlwinds around him, with the sound of whistling wind, swept the weeds and gravel in the ruined temple into the air again , All of a sudden, the wind roared like a ghost crying, and the cold breath swelled around the ruined temple in an instant.

Daoist Master Qingxu grabbed Weng Cai's arm, shaking violently, he tremblingly said: "Brother Wengchai, it was the ghost trick that Qingfeng Master did. If Pindao was not injured, he would definitely not be afraid of that Qingfeng Master. , It’s just that the injury is too serious at the moment, and I can’t use my innate body protection, so I have to rely on Brother Weng Cai to help my brother..."

How could Weng Cai have time to pay attention to this Taoist priest Qingxu at this moment, the gusts of evil wind rushing towards him were just dead souls, evil spirits crawling out of hell to seek their lives, but seeing Weng Cai's pair of Broken eyebrows were furrowed tightly, the muscles on the shiny black face trembled slightly, and the dark eyes were deeply filled with fear.

The little Taoist priest surrounded by black air was still approaching Wengchai and Daoist Qingxu step by step. Wengchai looked around at the black whirlwinds that kept spinning around for a while, and finally locked his eyes on the black whirlwind all over his body. On the little Taoist priest with black air.

Weng Cai knew very well that the reason why the little Taoist priest was able to summon so many ghosts to take his life was because the little Taoist priest was controlled by the Taoist Qingfeng Taoist priest Qingxu said, as long as the little Taoist priest's head If it is unscrewed, the cloudy wind will dissipate, and this spell will also form a backlash. Once this magic is cracked, all the ghosts will entangle the caster and never die.

Thinking of this, Wengchai had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, pulled out a scimitar from behind, and rushed towards the little Taoist priest surrounded by black air like a black whirlwind. The speed was quite fast, as if he had run loose The wild horse came to the little Taoist priest in an instant, swung his knife and chopped off the little Taoist priest's neck. Weng Cai's chest was punched, and before the machete fell, Weng Cai saw the black air coming towards him. This black air is the evil spirit, so it's unbearable to hit people. , Weng Cai flashed his figure, dodged the black air, and then, without waiting for a moment's rest, he slashed at the head of the little Taoist priest again. Although the little Taoist priest was expressionless and unable to look at him, Under the control of Daoist Qingfeng, even though it was only a vague shadow, he could still distinguish the trajectory of his actions. Right now, Daoist Qingfeng held his breath and poured all his thoughts into the little Taoist priest, and pinched a few more Fingering, the little Taoist threw out a more intense black air from his hand.

(End of this chapter)

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