Nine Uncle World, I have a choice

Chief Mu Dao knew that today’s group of people was fierce, but instead of turning around and fleeing, he took a step forward, chanted words in his mouth, and quickly punched out handprints with both hands.

Even if you die! I’m also going to pull a few of you monsters on my back.

“Hee-hee… Big sister, this stinky Taoist priest is not afraid of death at all, he is quite backboned! Another woman with a thin voice said with a grin.

“Hmph! Since he wants to die, then complete him,” the woman before snorted coldly.

Then I saw that among the group of women, a woman dressed in red flew out of it with a brush, shaking a red afterimage, and landed in the open space in front of the wooden road chief.

With a gentle swing of his hands, the demon qi suddenly gushed out from the sky, sweeping towards the wooden Daoist like a terrifying wave.

“Heavenly Thunder Curse!” Mu DaoChang’s eyes glared violently, and he shouted violently, and his hand prints pushed against the surging demon qi.

I saw a big thunder and lightning slashing down from the sky.

Thundered!

The downward slashing thunder and lightning smashed violently on this surging demon qi, erupting into a sound that hurt the eardrums.

This mass of demon qi trembled when it was split, but it was not split, but it was only cut smaller, and it still swept towards the wooden Daoist unabated.

“Boom! Xiao Xiaotian thunder curse, also dares to be presumptuous in front of the old lady, really impatient,” this red-clothed banshee snorted coldly, and said with disdain on her face.

Bang!

Almost as soon as her voice fell, the demon qi that surged towards her slammed into the mouth of the wooden man’s heart, like a heavy hammer hammering at his heart.

At the same time as a silent sound was emitted, the strong force instantly lifted the wooden Daoist up, spewing out a cloud of blood mist, and flew backwards like a broken kite.

Syllable!

Hit a large rock fiercely, the strong impact force, the rock cracked, and at the same time hit the wooden roadman, wow, and spewed out a large mouthful of blood mist, pale face paralyzed there.

“Big sister, leave the rest to me,” a banshee dressed in black flew over, landed in front of the red-clothed banshee, and said to her without turning her head.

“Little sister, it’s okay to hand it over to you, but you can’t let him go like last time, otherwise Grandma will definitely not spare you,” the banshee in red said as she looked at her with a smile.

“Sister, don’t worry, the same mistake, I won’t let it go twice,” the black-clothed banshee looked at Mu DaoChang unbearably, and walked a few steps forward.

“Well, this stinky Taoist priest will teach you,” the red-clothed banshee sneered at first, nodded in agreement, turned around, and flew towards the rest of her sisters.

At this time, the townspeople who were confused had already come to this side, and were continued to be controlled by the banshees, walking towards the woods on the west side.

Liu Dong, who has been in the tree, has not made a move, thinking of following them secretly, following them to their old nests, and then getting rid of them all at once to avoid future troubles.

Therefore, when he saw that the wooden Daoist was seriously injured, he did not come to the rescue.

At this time, seeing that these banshees had controlled the townspeople and walked towards the woods, only one banshee with evil demon strength was left to get rid of the Mu Dao people.

Liu Dong slipped down from the tree and walked quickly towards this side, but he still didn’t start right away, ready to strike at any time, and he could wait for those banshees to go a little farther.

And this black-clothed banshee, standing there quietly looking at the wooden Daoist, did not mean to make a move, and turned her head to look at her sisters from time to time.

Seeing that they had gone away and could not see this side, the black-clothed banshee suddenly let out an extremely tragic male cry, followed by a very sudden abrupt stop.

“You hurry up, don’t come again, or no one will be able to save you next time,” the banshee in black dropped the sentence and chased after her sisters.

Groove!

What is the situation, could it be that this black-clothed banshee is a good demon?

Liu Dong was a little confused by this scene, but he didn’t expect that this banshee in black would let the wooden road grow a way of life.

This is so unexpected.

The wooden Daoist who was sitting there was ready to die, but he didn’t expect that this black-clothed banshee would choose to let him live.

I was surprised to see her leave.

However, for that warning word, Chief Mu Daolong did not take it to heart.

In his opinion, Taoism and demons have been incompatible since ancient times, either you die or I die, and what is the harm in dying on the road to eliminating demons.

With this thought, Mu Daoist took out a healing medicine from his backpack, swallowed it, and sat there cross-legged, running his master’s mental method to suppress the injury as soon as possible.

Let yourself have enough strength, catch up, first investigate these evil old dens, and then see if there is a chance to rescue the townspeople, and then consider other things.

It is impossible for him to watch the townspeople being captured and killed by demons like this.

Soon this wooden Daoist had some strength, stood up, gave himself another medicine, and then carried the peach wood sword and quickly chased in the direction where the banshees disappeared.

Liu Dong was thinking about waiting for the banshee in black to go farther and then follow, but he didn’t expect that this wooden road chief, in such a situation, did not choose to go down the mountain, but chased towards the banshee without hesitation.

At this moment, Liu Dong was in awe of the Taoist’s spirit of seeing death as home.

And silently followed.

It’s night, this large group of banshees come over, even if they can’t see their shadows, they can still tell the direction of their departure through the demon qi they stay.

Following a small mountain road that could hardly be walked, it took a certain amount of time, and the wooden Daoist and Liu Dong who followed behind came to a very old abandoned temple.

The wall was covered with moss and vines, the gate had disappeared, and the plaque above, borrowed by moonlight, could only vaguely see a blue character in the middle.

Looking through the gate, the compound was full of weeds, which were completely different from what they should be.

A little further in, due to the problem of distance, you can only see that the doors and windows have been completely rotten, and the others cannot see clearly, and you can only see a blurry shadow.

The wooden Daoist in front of him simply glanced at the situation outside the temple, then quickly rushed over, hid at the wall next to the gate, and carefully looked inside.