Dragon and Tiger Taoist

The cottage stood there, shrouded in light clouds and mist, making it somewhat blurry when viewed from a distance.

Standing in the wind and rain, Zhang Chunyi and Bai Yuan stand side by side.

Listening carefully, his six ears trembled slightly. Even though he was hundreds of meters away, through the sound of wind and rain, the white ape still picked up the sounds of conversations in the Juyi Hall.

Born with a strange phenomenon and six ears, although White Ape did not have the corresponding special method after transforming into a demon, his hearing is still extremely sensitive. This seems to be his racial talent, just like a bird with wings that can fly.

The white ape is smart. It has been mixed in human society before it has reshaped its demon bones. It is not difficult for it to be proficient in human language. After receiving the feedback from the white ape, looking at the Juyi Hall, Zhang Chunyi's delicate face was stained. A touch of coldness.

Phew, the cold wind was howling, and the rain was falling harder and harder at this moment.

Tick, tick, tick, time passed, and the rainwater on the eaves scattered like beads. At some point, the bustling village gradually fell silent.

In the Juyi Hall, the banquet was coming to an end, and many people were already half-drunk and half-awake. Some even fell to the ground drunk, snoring like thunder.

"It's so damn cold."

A wisp of cold wind came in through the cracks in the door and window. Shi Dayong, a small leader of the Blood Eagle Thieves, was shaken by the cold wind and suddenly became more awake.

His waist was swollen, and he pushed the drunk man lying on him away. Shi Dayong cheered up and walked out of the hall. The third boss and the distinguished guests were still here, but it was inconvenient to solve them on the spot. Damn it. Not happy.

When he opened the door, he was blown by the cold wind and the drifting rain hit his face. Shi Dayong's drunkenness immediately dissipated a lot. However, after seeing the scene in front of him clearly, his pupils suddenly tightened, his scalp was numb, and he was no longer drunk.

The ground was muddy and there was water in many places. There was no living person anywhere, only cold corpses lying silently on the ground. It was unknown how long they had been dead.

Although there was no trace of blood, through the pale faces and wide-open eyes of these people, Shi Dayong was very sure that these people were already dead.

Here is where? This is the Juyi Hall, the core of the entire village. There are hundreds of gangsters guarding the outside, and there are two immortal cultivators inside. But even under such circumstances, so many gangsters died silently here. This is really incredible. How did they die? What killed them? people? Demon? ghost?

Thinking about it, his vest became cold, and Shi Dayong was about to instinctively open his mouth to shout, but at this moment, his neck suddenly felt cold.

"Uh uh uh."

Covering his neck with both hands, dazzling blood flowed continuously from between his fingers. Shi Dayong wanted to say something but couldn't.

Bang, his legs weakened, and Shi Dayong fell to the ground. At this moment, two shadows were reflected in his eyes that had never been closed, one person and one ape.

The whole body was surrounded by clouds and mist, not like a human but like a demon. Walking to the Juyi Hall with the white ape, Zhang Chunyi entered the demon state. Since he wanted to kill someone, he naturally had to use all his strength.

"It's windy and rainy, but it's a killer weather."

Glancing at the fallen Shi Dayong, the demonic power in his body surged, and Zhang Chunyi stopped covering up needlessly.

After confirming that the guest of the Blood Eagle Thief was Ma Tu, and that both parties conspired to assassinate him, Zhang Chunyi had murderous intention in his heart. Anyone who kills will always be killed. This is humane nature.

The opportunity was rare, Zhang Chunyi gave up all plans to defeat it. After refining the demon extracting pill left by the female ghost in red, Hongyun's cultivation level has reached 260 years. Under such premise, after entering the demonized state, with the help of In terms of his control over Taoism, there are not many monsters with three hundred years of cultivation that can surpass him.

Both Ma Tu and Kou Youbo are just cultivators of Lock Three Souls. Although their realm is one level higher than Zhang Chunyi's, if they don't have profound inheritance, with the strength of their souls, the monsters they cultivate will only have more than 200 years of cultivation. , up to 300 years. Similar to the original Changqingzi, it has reached the threshold of impacting the four souls of the lock, and it cannot be higher.

Of course, Zhang Chunyi did not take action rashly. After all, in addition to the two immortal cultivators who locked three souls, there were hundreds of ruthless bandits here. Although he was not afraid of a head-on conflict, it was basically delusional to achieve good results.

During the previous wait, Zhang Chunyi first blended the dark energy into the rain, and used the bone-eroding rain to clean up the gangsters around the Juyi Hall silently, and then waited until most of the gangsters were drunk and unconscious before actually walking out. .

Whoops, the wind howled, murderous intent overflowed, green-gold wind blades gathered around Zhang Chunyi, and at this moment, someone in the Juyi Hall finally noticed something was wrong, but it was too late.

Huh, hundreds of bone-scraping wind blades roared in, killing everything, including doors, windows, beams, and heads. Those ruthless bandit leaders who usually killed people profusely and were not weak in kung fu were killed in their sleep at this time. Some people even died without knowing how.

With a roar, battered and dusty, Nuo Da's Juyi Hall collapsed, and all the gangsters inside were buried inside.

Looking at such a scene, Zhang Chunyi's expression remained unchanged, his eyes swept across, and he was on guard for something.

Hiss, at this time, the rain gathered, and a blue-scaled unicorn horse came out of the wind and rain, neighing angrily, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Chunyi.

The front hooves were raised high and locked onto Zhang Chunyi. The blue-scaled horse's bowl-mouthed hooves stepped down hard, intending to trample Zhang Chunyi into pulp.

This attack came very suddenly, but Zhang Chunyi did not panic at all.

The demonic power surged, and the moment the green-scaled horse stepped down, a dark water curtain rose up, protecting Zhang Chunyi and Bai Yuan behind it.

Bang, like stepping on gold and iron, the water curtain seemed thin, but it was unexpectedly tough and managed to block the green-scaled horse's trample. However, Zhang Chunyi's hasty defense could not perfectly block the green-scaled horse's charged attack. , after a moment of stalemate, the water curtain trembled violently and showed signs of breaking.

However, taking advantage of this short gap, Zhang Chunyi and Bai Yuan had already retreated, out of the attack range of the green-scaled horse.

As soon as his footsteps hit the ground and he locked onto the demon horse that was suspected to be compatible with water, the wind blade in Zhang Chunyi's hand whizzed out, while the white ape that followed him shook his ears and turned his gaze to the ground.

Ho, baring his teeth, an undisguised grin appeared on Lei Gong's face. Qi and blood were flowing in his body, black and red in color, exuding a scorching aura. The power of magma condensed on his fist, and the White Ape punched hard. to the ground.

At the same time, a small bag suddenly arched out of the empty ground, and a big silver-skinned rat that looked like a mountain leopard suddenly jumped out of it, its mouth wide open, its two sharp front teeth reflecting the cold light, and biting fiercely. If this bite is confirmed, Zhang Chunyi will lose one of his legs even if he doesn't die. However, what greets him is a fist as big as a sandbag, black and red intertwined.

Pupils trembled. Looking at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger, the golden-whiskered silver-skinned mouse's heart and liver trembled. This was the first time it had encountered this kind of situation, but at this time it could no longer avoid it.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seemed as if it couldn't think of it and insisted on hitting the white ape's fist with its head.

Bang, a punch fell, ripples appeared in the air, and the white ape hit the golden-whiskered silver-skinned mouse right in the head.

Squeaking, letting out a shrill scream, the golden-whiskered silver-skinned rat hit the ground faster than it could rush upward.

The earth and rocks rolled, leaving behind a pool of warm blood and a gleaming front tooth, and the golden-whiskered silver-skinned rat disappeared.