I descend into the world of heaven

Qingwan layman has been a little uneasy since he entered the cave. When he sees this brother Bai Chang, whom he hasn't seen for three or two months, he always has an indescribable strange feeling. Now that he sees Bai Chang smiling, this uneasy feeling becomes more and more... strong!

He grabbed the talisman paper on the wooden box and felt a slight pain in his body. He asked the stinky cow-nosed old man to buy the three soul-sealing talisman papers. He needed at least one hundred-year-old ginseng!

The talisman paper was broken, and the lid of the wooden box was opened. Inside was a white rectangular porcelain box, with five drops of blood lying inside. As the lid was opened, the five drops of blood moved back and forth to fix their position! Two drops of essence and blood turned black and rancid at a speed visible to the naked eye...

The fourth and fifth brothers are dead!

The layman Qingwan originally thought that Bai Chang might have been possessed by some evil spell, but unexpectedly two people died at once. They had been entrenched on this mountain for many years and had never met any powerful master. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his eyes drifted upward, and his pupils shrank violently!

Above the cave, there is a highly decomposed pig corpse hanging there. It looks like it has been dead for at least a month...

Snap.

A maggot fell on the bridge of Qingwan's nose and squirmed slowly. He jumped up from the ground with a cry, picked up the folding fan on the table and waved it hard: "You go to hell!"

There was a stream of gray smoke mixed with the fan, which rushed towards the white-haired man. There was no ventilation in the cave, and this poisonous mist would definitely kill the person pretending to be Bai Chang! The eyes of layman Qingwan are full of murderous intent. The five-power magic requires the five brothers to work together to maximize the effect. Now that two of them are dead, can they still be called the five-power god?

The white-haired man laughed loudly. He didn't know when he had a gourd in his hand. He opened the stopper and absorbed the poisonous mist floating in the air.

The soul of layman Qingwan emerged: "A magic weapon?"

He grabbed Xiaolan and threw it towards the white-haired man. He turned around and slapped the stone door, and ran out. The air outside was fresh, the sea and the sky were clear. He immediately turned around and cursed: "You hidden thing, tell me your name. I will I will definitely kill you to avenge my brother!"

A few rays of cold light flashed, and the stone door shattered with a roar, leaving the gap smooth.

The white-haired man walked out with a long shining golden sword. He still held the wooden box containing the essence and blood in his left hand. He inserted the sword into the ground, his fingers glowed with a faint golden light. After closing the wooden box, he grabbed a handful of cinnabar powder and sprinkled it on the ground. I drew a few quick strokes on it, and a spell exactly like the torn soul-sealing talisman paper appeared...

This person is the enemy!

The layman Qingwan was really scared. The old man Niubi who sold the soul-sealing talisman paper was indeed powerful, but he was not to this level. He still needed to open a forum to draw the talisman.

He turned around, his legs were weirdly bent, and he jumped with force, reaching a height of more than 20 meters. His legs felt cold, and he staggered when he landed on the ground. He found that his right leg had disappeared from the root, leaving only a wound the size of a papaya bleeding!

And his younger brother Bai Chang, no, he was a weirdo pretending to be his younger brother. He was standing there silently holding a golden sword, and what fell under his feet was his missing right leg...

Layman Qingwan endured the pain, opened his clothes, slapped his belly hard, opened his mouth, and suddenly let out a thunderous frog cry, shaking the sand on the rocks. Standing blankly at the door of the cave, Xiaolan felt that her vision went dark and her ears could not hear anything. Then an unbearable harsh sound rang out, and blood slowly oozed from her ears, which was extremely painful.

Seeing this, the white-haired man reached out and took out an arrow from the air, threw it, and pierced the left leg of layman Qingwan. Then the second arrow followed the third arrow, and his left and right hands were all nailed to the ground... and then he didn't know what happened. A black iron chain appeared somewhere and hit him hard. This time, the pain penetrated to his bones and soul.

Layman Qingwan breathed out a breath of black air, and his whole body was trembling. The moment the iron chain touched his body, half of his soul floated out. He even saw his great-grandmother.

The black iron chain clicked again, and a black breath came out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. His body shook a few times and turned into a giant toad of the same height, lying flat on the ground and passed out...

The white-haired man flicked his wrist, and the golden sword disappeared without knowing where it was.

He looked at Xiaolan, who was so scared that Xiaolan quickly lowered her head. The pain in her ears was severe, but she didn't know whether it was good or bad to face a murderer who could kill Qingwan layman at will...

She saw the murderer take out a bottle of green water and hand it over, saying, "Drink it!"

Transparent and exquisite, it was like a vessel used by an immortal. The bottle carved from arc-shaped transparent gemstones contained green water. Xiaolan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She only felt a chill in her throat, and her limbs felt much more comfortable, even in her ears. There was only an itchy feeling and no more pain.

Xiaolan knew this was a good thing and raised her head: "Thank you...ah, your appearance."

The fierce man with bare chest and back, who looked like a wild man in the mountains, disappeared, replaced by a man with regular features and a hint of masculinity, wearing a scholar's gown, with his hair tied casually, like... very much like the informality in the storyteller's mouth An expert hermit is also like a wealthy young man in the city...

The person pretending to be the white-haired man was Chen Chu. He found the cave first and saw two sliders coming down from the mountain. They hid in the cave and pretended to be the white-haired man. Unexpectedly, the blind cat met a dead mouse and made another success!

Young girls are full of nostalgia, especially in this era when there are no entertainment activities except work. Stories about romance and gossip from neighbors are all good things to relieve boredom and fatigue.

Chen Chu saw something similar to the look in the girl's eyes that Lou Xiaoxie had when he saw him for the first time, and he understood something in his heart. There was no expression on his face: "I am a poor Taoist who travels all over the world. When he passed by this place, he saw something evil. It is harmful to people. Now that the evil spirit has been subdued by Pindao, the girl can leave in peace after daybreak..."

Tao, Taoist priest?

You clearly look like a scholar, and the poor gentleman in the village also wears similar clothes.

Xiaolan hurriedly knelt down on the ground: "Thank you so much, Mr. Taoist, for your great kindness. Xiaolan has nothing to repay, but can only..." Before her knees were firmly planted, she felt an invisible and gentle force. Lift your body up.

Chen Chu walked slowly towards the toad lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Since there is nothing to repay, let's repay it to my parents. The kindness of raising me can be repaid for a lifetime..."

Toad was awakened by Chen Chu's voice. He opened his eyelids and his gentle and elegant voice became hoarse: "Who are you? You are the one pretending to be my brother Bai Chang! If you have any hatred, you have to kill them." , and you want to ambush me, why do we have such a deep hatred that we need to kill them all, I’ll give you whatever you want.”

Chen Chu pulled out an arrow from its right leg, which made it croak in pain. He stepped on the toad's head with his foot and looked down at it: "Since ancient times, the five-power man has been the god who can communicate with the five elements in the sky and patrol the world. When I came to you, I became the god of lust and evil! I blasphemed the gods and harmed the women of the world. What do you think your crime should be?"