Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

With the scene here, Cheng Fan can use the nightmare prayer technique to create illusions to confuse Wang Wu, making him mistakenly think that the extraction of the soul is successful, and take Cheng Fan to find the statue of the evil god.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fan smiled and immediately began to arrange the formation.

At the same time, the top of the waterfall has become a mess.

"Wang, are you joking? Is it such a high waterfall, you let us all jump into it?"

"Yes! This is deadly!"

"Wang Wu, everyone came here because they believed in you. If you don't give an explanation, you will be beaten!"

The crowd surrounded Wang Wu by the waterfall, and they seemed to throw him down if there was any disagreement.

But this group of gamblers are also stern and ruthless. If they want to force Wang Wu, no one dares to do it.

But seeing Wang Wu sneered, he walked to the edge of the waterfall and groped for a rattan rope from the ground.

Hold it up and light it with a flashlight.

"Open your dog's eyes and see! How can you idiots guess the tricks of the masters of Dishuiguan?"

Everyone fell silent when they saw this, and all looked at the rattan rope.

Holding the rattan rope, Wang Wu sneered loudly: "To tell you the truth, there is a cave hidden under this waterfall. This is the legendary paradise!"

"The master personally put the coffin in the blessed place. If you want to get rich, come down with me to suck the breath of the coffin. If you don't believe me, get out."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone stopped talking nonsense, and all looked at the rattan rope eagerly.

This is a rope that can make people rich!

As soon as the light of the flashlight shines, it immediately feels that the rattan rope is golden, as if it is made of gold.

Seeing this, Wang Wu smiled contemptuously, he really was a group of guys who wanted money but didn't care about their lives.

Just as he was about to climb down the rattan rope, he added another sentence:

"This rattan rope is also woven by an expert. It is extremely tough and can be cut with a knife and an axe. Don't worry about it!"

After speaking, without waiting for other people to react, Wang Wu jumped down like an ape, his movements looked very sophisticated.

Wang Wu slipped into the cave along the rattan rope, quietly waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Gamblers over the falls look at me, I look at you.

Everyone wanted to go, but they were all afraid of death and didn't want to be the first person to go, so there was a stalemate for a while.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, which made Wang Wu a little panicked. If these people all ran away, he wouldn't be able to live tonight!

The evil god will not keep a waste by his side!

Chapter 146 The Evil God of War, Abro, His Arrogant Means

Thinking of the torture he suffered last night, Wang Wu hurriedly yelled under the waterfall: "You people? Do you want to get rich!"

At this time, above the waterfall.

Cheng Fan performed some tricks in the cave, and all the gamblers stared wide-eyed, but they couldn't move!

Wang Wu was still wondering, he had already made up his appearance, why no one followed him?

Surprised, he was about to climb up the rattan rope to have a look.

Suddenly a long sigh came from the depths of the cave, and a gust of wind blew on Wang Wu's body from the inside out.

Wang Wu suddenly felt dizzy and groggy.

His body froze suddenly, and he walked step by step into the cave in a daze.

After walking a few steps in succession, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his head was no longer clouded.

Wang Wu shook his head, could it be because of the alcohol?

This sequelae came and went quickly, making him a little confused for a while.

This is exactly Cheng Fan's Nightmare Prayer technique.

Without the blessing of the formation, he could only make Wang Wu's head stunned.

At this time, Wang Wu stepped into the formation, and he had completely fallen into an illusion.

In Wang Wu's sight, the gamblers climbed down the rattan rope one by one, and filed in.

Only then did Wang Wu breathe a sigh of relief.

Tonight was finally able to deal with business.

"Brother Wang, why are you in a daze? Quickly take us in to inhale the coffin qi. No, it should be to inhale the wealth qi."

"The coffin is inside, let's find it ourselves!"

"Shut up, you! Brother Wang hasn't told us how to get rich."

"That's right! Brother Wang, come and talk to Huazi!"

Wang Wu calmly took a Huazi, lit it and put it in his mouth.

Of course, all of this is an illusion created in his mind by the Nightmare Prayer Technique.

Seeing that the gamblers arrived one after another, Wang Wu said:

"The method of inhaling wealth is very simple. Just stand in front of the coffin for a while, and the wealth will rise from the coffin. That's why I call it 'lifting the coffin to get rich'."

Everyone cheered and applauded after hearing the words.

Wang Wu smiled triumphantly, waved his big hand, and led everyone into the depths of the cave.

After Wang Wu walked in, Cheng Fan appeared, and took back the formation plate and formation flag one by one without any haste.

After a while, Wang Wu came out with a small empty jar, with a satisfied smile on his face.

While walking, he also greeted the gamblers who were missing their souls behind him.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan smiled slightly, and appeared above the waterfall in a flash.

With a wave of their hands, all the gamblers backed away automatically, making way for a spacious road.

Not long after, Wang Wu climbed up along the rattan rope and returned to town happily.

He seemed to be imagining, how would the evil god reward him with so many souls?

Cheng Fan waved to Li Meng and said to him:

"Wang Wu was hit by my nightmare prayer technique. At this moment, he can't see or hear, and is completely immersed in the illusion. We try our best to help him settle the accident and let him reach his destination directly."

Li Meng knew in his heart that the accident that the immortal master mentioned should be an accident or something.

In Wang Wu's state, it is very possible to be hit by a car halfway to death.

"Master Immortal, what about the remaining people?"

Cheng Fan said lightly: "Let them sleep here."

Cheng Fan glanced at the gamblers, a cloud of spiritual energy spread out from his fingertips, and all the gamblers fell unconscious.

The rattan rope was also hit by the spirit energy, and the black energy inside disintegrated instantly.

After dealing with all this, the two followed Wang Wu all the way to the place where the statue of the evil god was hiding.

In the middle of the night, there were not many people out in the town, and occasionally a few cars were sent away by Cheng Fan.

Wang Wu went back to the private house where the altar of the evil god was located unimpeded all the way, and ran in excitedly.

As soon as he got into the altar in the basement, Wang Wu couldn't wait to shout: "Master, it's a big harvest tonight!"

A wisp of black air came out from the statue of the evil god, and swept away the pot in Wang Wu's arms.

When I opened it, it was empty inside!

bastard!

Stupid human beings dare to deceive the gods!

A strange green flame ignited on the statue of the evil god, and a cloud of black mist hit Wang Wu, slamming him against the wall.

"Lord, master..."

Wang Wu was hit hard, and the illusion was also shattered.

When he got up in confusion, he immediately saw the empty jar.

Wang Wu's eyes widened suddenly, and his canthus was about to burst.

"How is this possible? I saw with my own eyes that so many people were drawn out of their souls! It's absolutely true!"

Wang Wu explained anxiously, but the evil god would not listen to his explanation, it only looked at the result.

Several strands of black mist rose up, and hideous faces appeared faintly inside. Those were the souls devoured by evil gods.

"No, no!"

Just when the black mist was about to swallow Wang Wu, a beam of sword light wrapped in thunder and lightning, carrying the brilliant power of heaven, instantly dispersed the black mist, and shot straight at the statue of the evil god!

The evil god roared from the bottom of his heart, and all the black mist released was easily dispersed!

The black mist also consumed a lot of the power of thunder.

The flying sword traveled unimpeded all the way, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the statue of the evil god.

Ding!

The statue is extremely strong, and it makes the sound of metal and iron clashing.

Cheng Fan frowned, couldn't even shake it with the best spiritual weapon?

If it sucks a lot of souls again, even Cheng Fan may be difficult to deal with.

The ghostly green radiance of the statue of the evil god flourished.

A terrifying phantom rises from the statue of the evil god, transforming into the image of the evil god Abro.

With blue-faced fangs and dark green body, dozens of black mist entwined the phantom, as if it came from the netherworld!

"Damn Taoist priest! How dare you go against the gods!" the evil god Abu Luo roared.

Cheng Fan looked at it indifferently and remained motionless.

How can a mere evil god be able to stop the vast power of heaven?

Flipping his hands was a ball of thunder in the palm of his hand, mixed with a trace of the power of heavenly catastrophe, attacking Abu Luo!

Violent thunder and lightning rampantly rampant on its altar, and the black mist that hit it retreated steadily.

"Damn it! Go to hell, natal flame!"

The evil god raised his hand and summoned a dark green flame. This strange flame actually blocked Cheng Fan's thunder and lightning, and the castration continued unabated, and it turned back!

Cheng Fan's face remained unchanged, and the golden core-level mana fluctuations erupted, and once again he slashed out a palm thunder.

All the top-quality spiritual weapons on his body were aroused, and the brilliance of the barriers flowed, resisting the flames layer by layer.

When raising his hand, several formation disks fell down, forming multiple killing formations, and in the blink of an eye, there were some white marks on the statue.

All the talismans that could be used around his body were aroused, and the target was directed at the statue of the evil god.

Not only that, Cheng Fan manipulated the flying sword to attack the evil god again, splitting into sword lights, and each sword light carried brilliant heavenly power.

The evil god Abu Luo's eyes are staring straight!

He has lived for so long in this life, and he has never seen such a tyrannical Taoist priest!

Chapter 147 Killing the Evil God and Obtaining the Regeneration Pill

Wang Wu looked at the scene in front of him in horror, and ran out scrambling.

If you continue to stay here, no matter if it is the evil god or the immortal master who wins, they will come to trouble him.

He knew very well what he had done!

Both ends are offended.

But he never thought that he would bump into Li Meng's arms as soon as he came out of the basement.

Li Meng's eyes were spitting fire, and he held Wang Wu tightly with two cattail fans and one big hand.