The Bloody Taoist

Zuo Yinyang led the group to run in the forest for most of the day, until it was getting dark and dusk fell, and then they found a sheltered place to stop.

Then, he asked Master Liu who was following him to comfort the team, and then took a few young hunters back to find those who had not kept up.

It was not until the evening when the sun gradually set that Zuo Yinyang returned to his team with the mortals he could find.

These mortals looked miserable and covered with mud, but fortunately they were not seriously injured.

After everyone was settled, Zuo Yinyang called Master Liu aside and whispered:

"Master Liu, how many people are there now? What's the situation?"

At this time, Master Liu's hat was gone, his hair was loose, his face was covered with dust, and he looked very tired.

He replied respectfully:

"Master, our team still has 1,105 people.

Eleven people were slightly injured while traveling, but it's not a big problem. The main reason is that many people were too frightened."

Zuo Yinyang looked at everyone, glanced around, nodded and said: "Okay, let's take a good rest today and get enough energy.

We will continue to travel early tomorrow morning!" His voice was steady, which made people feel a little relieved.

Master Liu seemed to still be in fear, and his eyes revealed his concern for safety. He asked anxiously: "Master, should we travel another distance?"

Zuo Yinyang shook his head:

"It will be more dangerous to travel at night.

It's almost late at night, the road conditions are unclear, and it is easy to encounter unexpected situations.

Rest first!"

Master Liu listened to Zuo Yinyang's words and nodded helplessly.

The night gradually fell, and the wind and snow gradually decreased.

In the cold winter night, many people huddled together tightly and dared not fall asleep easily.

Zuo Yinyang closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on a huge rock, as quiet as still water.

The surroundings were silent, with only the whistling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.

Although he seemed to have entered a state of meditation on the surface, he was actually keeping a high degree of vigilance in secret.

He knew in his heart that tonight would not be peaceful, and something was going to happen.

Sure enough, at midnight.

Two black shadows approached quietly and silently. They were the old monkey and Wuyan Madam.

The two moved secretly. When they saw Zuo Yinyang, who was alone, they immediately pinched the magic formula with their hands without any hesitation.

Suddenly, a black bead flew out of the old monkey's palm and rushed straight to Zuo Yinyang.

At the same time, Wuyan Madam's hand flashed a colorless net-like magic weapon, which moved with the wind and covered Zuo Yinyang like an overwhelming force.

The two magic weapons, one in front and one behind, approached him in an instant.

Zuo Yinyang was still sitting as before, as if he had no idea of ​​it.

At the moment when the two magic weapons were about to touch him, Mo Xin's figure appeared silently beside him.

He did not make any movement either.

The black beads and the white net were swept away by an invisible force.

"Sure enough, there are still people!"

The old monkey and Wuyan Madam were shocked and quickly changed their spells.

Pop——

A slight cracking sound was heard, and the black beads suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of sticky black liquid, which quickly scattered.

Mo Xin frowned slightly, and his mouth, which had been tightly closed for many years, opened slightly. An invisible suction force appeared, directly sucking the black liquid and the net-like magic weapon into his mouth.

However, in the eyes of the old monkey and Wuyan Madam, they could only see that their magic weapons suddenly changed direction and then disappeared.

Both of them were masters who were good at hiding, but they could not detect Mo Xin's location!

Suddenly, the old monkey felt that his eyes went black and he could not see anything.

As a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the Refining Demon Realm, night vision was the most basic ability.

He knew that he might have been deprived of his vision by some spell.

At the same time, the scene in front of Wuyan Madam was completely opposite.

Her world suddenly became extremely bright, almost impossible to look directly at.

Obviously, her vision was also affected.

"What the hell is this!"

The two who could not see were horrified and retreated quickly, immediately using the back-up moves they had prepared.

The faceless lady shook her hand, and a red handkerchief was thrown into the air. The handkerchief then unfolded on the ground and turned into a small altar.

At the same time, the old monkey suddenly grabbed his hair and pulled it hard, and actually tore the whole monkey skin off his body.

The monkey skin fell into the altar and disappeared in an instant.

The two did not dare to stay, turned around and rushed into the deep mountains, as fast as a ghost.

Mo Xin looked at the complex patterns emerging on the altar, and his face suddenly changed.

He did not care about chasing the two people who escaped, but quickly flashed to the front of the altar.

He put his hands together, and the magic power in his body was instantly urged to the extreme. A dazzling Buddha light burst out from him, covering the entire altar.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, the altar that the handkerchief had turned into began to burn violently, and the red light inside gradually dimmed like life, and finally turned into ashes completely.

On Zuo Yinyang's side, just as Mo Xin was suppressing the altar, the figure of Master Liu appeared beside him.

He looked solemnly, anxiously looking at Mo Xin in the distance, and at the same time handed a cloth bag in his hand to Zuo Yinyang.

Zuo Yinyang's eyes trembled slightly, and he put the cloth bag away without making a sound.

Then, with a flash of red light, he took advantage of the moment of offering the blood coffin to put the object into the hidden space inside.

Then, he controlled his life instrument to wander around his body, pretending to be fully focused on defense.

While Mo Xin was dealing with the altar, the old monkey and Wu Yan Madam fled in the forest without looking back.

Both of them were very cautious people. Their magic weapons were taken away before they saw anyone just now. They immediately knew that there was a master who was not someone they could deal with, so they decisively chose to retreat.

After seeing that the other party did not chase them, they were relieved.

"This person may be the backup left by Jing Ruo, it is really weird.

Wu Yan, how is the mission?"

At this time, the old monkey stopped, took out a set of identical monkey skins, and then went straight in, still looking like a monkey demon.

Wu Yan Madam replied coldly:

"It should be completed."

After Mo Xin suppressed the altar, he returned to Zuo Yinyang, glanced at Master Liu, and then said to Zuo Yinyang: "Your cultivation has been noticed by them, you must hurry up and leave."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from everyone's consciousness.

Zuo Yinyang opened his mouth to take back the blood coffin, his eyes burning.

The next morning, before dawn, a shout suddenly came from the crowd:

"Oh no, Master Liu was bitten by a poisonous snake!"

Hearing the voice, Zuo Yinyang's face changed and he hurried over.

When he arrived at the scene, he pushed through the crowd and saw Master Liu lying beside a tree hole. He was foaming at the mouth, his body was purple, and his eyes were staring at the sky. He died before Zuo Yinyang came.

Beside him was a snake corpse that was cut into two pieces.

"What happened?" Zuo Yinyang asked in a deep voice:

A middle-aged hunter looked nervous and replied in a trembling voice: "Reply to the immortal master, there was a snake cave where Master Liu slept last night. There was a hibernating bald snake in it. He should have accidentally startled the poisonous snake when he got up in the morning and was bitten.

This kind of snake is extremely poisonous, and Master Liu was directly poisoned to death."

"It's cruel enough, and it's cautious enough!" Zuo Yinyang sighed in his heart!

However, on the surface, his expression was still cold and he didn't show any fluctuations.

He slowly turned around, his eyes fell on the middle-aged hunter calmly, and asked coldly: "What's your name?"

The middle-aged hunter immediately bowed his head respectfully and replied: "My name is Wu Shitou!"

"From now on, you will be in charge of the team. Hurry up and bury the people, and then continue on the road! Be fast!"

Zuo Yinyang said without question, with an imperative tone in his voice.

"Yes"

The changes of this day and night made everyone experience the danger of this migration.

Now that Master Liu passed away suddenly, everyone's hearts were filled with fear and anxiety about the unknown.

No one dared to relax their vigilance. Everyone followed Zuo Yinyang closely and quickly completed the burial ceremony of Master Liu. Then the team was on the road again.