The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

The boss of Wutongshen frowned when he heard this, and then said: "Since this Taoist priest is so powerful, then let's not provoke him, and leave this place quickly, so as not to be caught up by that Taoist priest in a while."

As soon as the boss's words fell, the fifth son of the Wutong God was a little dissatisfied.

"But the fourth brother is still in the hands of the Taoist priest. If we leave like this, wouldn't the fourth brother be finished?"

"Hmph, when is it time to look for the fourth child, let's save our own lives first."

After hearing this, Lao Wu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly yelled, "What's the ability of that Taoist priest? If we brothers go together, I don't believe that he has three heads and six arms."

The third child, who had been silent all this time, hurriedly stepped forward and patted the fifth child on the back when he heard this, "Don't be arrogant, you must be right to listen to the elder brother."

But the old fifth didn't appreciate it, "It's useless to say these things, isn't it just greedy for life and afraid of death, forgetting the brotherhood."

The boss of Wutongshen couldn't bear it anymore, he let out a roar, and two cold lights shot out from his eyes, and the cold lights went straight to the heart of the fifth child like two sharp swords.

The old fifth was not on guard against being hit by these two cold lights, and immediately rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the third child hurriedly stood in front of the fifth child, and bowed repeatedly to the elder brother.

"Brother, the fifth child was just angry for a while, and didn't mean to offend you. Please spare him this time."

The boss sighed, and then said: "If I hadn't known about the irritable temper of the fifth brother, the attack just now would not have just sealed his mind."

After hearing this, the third child and the second child breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, seeing that the fourth child will not be able to come back, if the fifth child is being dealt with by the boss, then their Wutongshen will really be alone.

"No need to talk nonsense, the third child, you carry the fifth child, and the second child, can you still go?"

The second child nodded slightly, "This little injury won't bother me."

"Since this is the case, don't delay, let's leave here now."

After that, these Wutong gods cast their mana, and they turned into a few clouds of smoke like a leap in the sky, and went straight to the distance.

Besides, after Yang Hengzhuo took away the strange flame, he began to use the magic power of the great formation to wear down Na Shiro's spirit.

Na Shiro lying on the ground didn't respond to the rules of non-stop rotation at all, and his body began to twist slowly, and finally turned into the appearance of a little donkey.

When Yang Heng saw the situation, he knew that it was almost done, so he put down Mu Ruyi, took out the ghost-shaping stick from his bosom, and waved it at the body of Shiro who had transformed into his original form.

With the appearance of the ghost stick rule, a faint phantom floated above Nashiro's body.

This phantom is a bit weird, the lower body is humanoid, but his head is a donkey's head.

This thing is not something else, it is the soul of Shiro.

This Shiro's soul has been consumed by the blue dragon blood disease, and now he has almost no willpower. With the waving of the ghost-shaping stick, he didn't know how to resist, so he just fell into the ghost-shaping stick.

Yang Heng then swung the ghost-shaping stick again, the ghost-shaping stick tumbling for a while, and then Shiro's spirit fell in front of Yang Heng again.

But maybe it was because of the incompleteness of the soul, although the soul of Shiro is now kneeling in front of Yang Hengde respectfully, but his expression is very dull.

Yang Heng didn't care about it, he just asked, "Who is that soul in your body just now?"

After hearing Yang Heng's question, Na Shiro's spirit replied dully: "It's my second brother."

"Which other Wutong gods are around here?"

"Our brothers are all in a nearby valley, and my eldest brother is in command."

After hearing this, Yang Heng frowned. If these Wutong gods escaped, hid in the dark, and paid attention to him all the time, he might not be so comfortable.

After thinking of this, Yang Heng gritted his teeth and waved fiercely like the fire phoenix in the sky.

The fire phoenix landed near Yang Heng in an instant, and then rubbed its body against Yang Heng's head.

Although the fire phoenix was made of flames, the flames didn't seem to do any harm to Yang Heng.

Although clusters of flames fell on Yang Heng following the movements of the fire phoenix, these flames seemed to be elves with will, and they just jumped a few times on Yang Heng's body before returning to the body of the fire phoenix.

Yang Heng stretched out his hand to the fire phoenix, and as soon as he touched his body, a strange flame fell into Yang Heng's hand.

Yang Heng put the flame under his nose and smelled it gently, then smiled.

Then Yang Heng patted the scabbard on his back, and the immortal sword came out of its sheath and flew in front of Yang Heng.

With Yang Heng's thought, the fairy sword was like a fish swimming, and after passing through the invisible smell in Yang Heng's hand, it seemed to know the direction, and went straight to the distance like lightning.

Yang Heng stood there, staring at the flying sword going away with a serious expression, but in fact, a ray of his thoughts had already attached to the flying sword.

Besides, the green smoke that the Wutong God had already fled turned into was flying towards the distance non-stop.

After flying for a distance of hundreds of miles, they thought there was nothing serious, so they landed on a small mountain again.

Then the green smoke dissipated, and four handsome young men appeared in front of them.

One of the men with a stable face let out a long breath, and then said to the other brothers: "We have escaped so far, the Taoist priest should not be able to catch up, this time it is safe and sound."

After Wutongshen's second child fell to the ground, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to adjust his breath. After all, he had just injured a wisp of his soul and hadn't fully recovered yet. burden.

The third brother also put the fifth brother on the ground, and said to the elder brother, "Is there really no hope for the fourth brother?"

The boss of Wutongshen was silent for a long time, and then he said in a low voice: "Those people in the Taoist sect are masters at playing with the spirit and soul. If Shiro falls into the hands of the other party, it is still good? The reason why I let us escape is that Because Shiro knows where we are staying, if the Taoist priest finds us, none of us will be able to escape."

But at this time, the second child who was sitting cross-legged on the ground snorted and said, "That's not necessarily true."

"Second, what do you say?"

When Da Lang saw the second child's rebuttal, he was not angry, but asked for his opinion.

"The Taoist priest also used a large formation when he trapped me just now, so it can be seen that his own skill is not very high. If we brothers fight together, we may be able to take away the Taoist priest's golden elixir and refine it into a elixir, so that our skill will be great. Enter."

The boss of Wutongshen shook his head lightly after hearing this, and then said: "You still have little knowledge, and you don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

When he said this, Dalang of Wutongshen's tone was a little confused, as if he had thought of something.

But soon he came to his senses, and said to the other Wutongshen, "These human Taoist priests are used to hiding. Since this person dares to fight against us, what trump card does he have?"

The second and third children of Lao Wutongshen looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes.

At this moment, a bright light flashed across the sky suddenly, this light was as fast as lightning and like a shooting star, and it came to them in the blink of an eye.

The second and third children of Wutongshen didn't respond at all.

And the boss of Wutongshen is worthy of being the leader of this group of people, and he made defense the moment the cold light came.

He only saw a red rope appearing in his hand, and then the red rope, like a boa constrictor, flew into the air and went straight there, entangled by the flying cold light.

However, as soon as the red rope was wrapped around the cold light, it immediately shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

But in the blink of an eye, the boss of Wutongshen had already seen what it was that flew over.

It turned out that what attacked them was a flying sword with a cold light.

This flying sword was unremarkable and didn't have the ostentatious brilliance of other treasures, but wherever it passed, the air almost started to vibrate.

With just one glance, the boss knew that the flying sword was not easy to match, so he ignored the other two brothers, rolled to the side and disappeared into the void.

At this time, the second child and the third child seemed to have reacted, but it was too late for them to hide.

The flying sword rushed towards the second child's head.

There was only a scream, and then the second child of the Wutong God turned into a pony and fell to the ground, no longer alive.

And the third child of the Wutongshen suddenly walked towards the nearby woods at this moment, and then a cloud of smoke appeared behind him.

This cloud of smoke is not ordinary clear yellow smoke, but a trace of poisonous gas with blood and stench.

This is the supernatural power of the third child at the bottom of the box. Even the other Wutong gods don't know that the third child has this ability.

It turns out that these Wutong Gods look like brothers on the surface, but in fact, each of them is hiding something to prevent others from suddenly making a move and taking away their inner alchemy.

And this smelly red smoke is the last resort of the third child.

Chapter 340

The red smoke of the third child of Wutongshen is that he collects the woman's blood essence and then refines it with his own supernatural powers. It is used to be a magic weapon that can pollute people.

Now in a critical moment, the third child is still determined, and finally used this ball of treasure, precisely to restrain Yang Heng's flying sword.

But his calculation this time was wrong. Yang Heng's flying sword didn't seem to have any shining protection, but there were invisible ripples spreading around it.

When Feijian entered into the red smoke, the red smoke immediately began to roll up, clinging to the vicinity of Feijian, trying to go deep into Feijian's interior to pollute its laws.

But before the red smoke touched Feijian's body, it was blown away by a series of rules.

In the end, the red smoke could only cling to the flying sword and fly forward with the flying sword, but it couldn't hurt it in the slightest.

Therefore, the spell cast by the third child was a waste, and did not pose any threat to Yang Heng's flying sword.

The flying sword quickly caught up with the third child, and then flashed past his back.

Since the fairy sword was still surrounded by the red smoke released by the third child, as the fairy sword passed through the body of the third child, the red smoke also adhered to the third body of the third child.

The red smoke was indeed powerful, as soon as it landed in the third child's body, it immediately corroded his body like sulfuric acid, and the third child was turned into balls of ashes before he could even scream.

The flying sword controlled by Yang Heng made several laps in mid-air after the third child was removed.

Then he spotted the fifth son of the Wutong God who was still unconscious, and galloped away.

This old fifth is also unlucky, he was knocked unconscious by his elder brother, and now he doesn't even have a chance to resist, and he will die in hell immediately.

After Yang Heng got rid of these people, he didn't immediately leave with the flying sword.

Because Yang Heng, relying on Feijian's keen sense, found that there was still a monster aura hovering nearby.

Yang Heng did some calculations. In addition to the fourth child of the Wutong God in his magic circle, there were three corpses at the scene, so the Wutong God had already been eliminated from the four, leaving only the last one, still hiding nearby.

Yang Heng's plan was to get rid of all evil, so the flying sword he was driving was shuttling back and forth in the vicinity, in order to rely on Feijian's keen sense to find out where the other party was hiding.

And the boss of the Wutong God has actually turned into a stubborn stone now and has merged into the depths of the ground.

At this time, he had stopped resisting, and only wanted to hide in the depths of the earth to escape this catastrophe.

However, although he has completely concealed his aura, there is still a trace of monster aura spreading in the surrounding air.

There is no way to do this, after all, no matter how hidden the monster is, it can't completely gather all its monster energy.

If it is an ordinary person, it is almost difficult to find this evil spirit, but whoever made the fairy sword controlled by Yang Heng is too powerful, it is just such a slight flaw that the fairy sword can be noticed.

The immortal sword controlled by Yang Heng was wandering in the mid-air, not indiscriminately, but constantly exploring the surroundings. As the range of wandering became smaller and smaller, Yang Heng had detected the general range of the evil spirit.

And the big man in the land seemed to feel the threat was approaching, and the Wutongshen could be considered to have some supernatural powers. After realizing that the crisis was approaching, he adopted the method of abandoning his pawns to save the car.

I saw the stubborn stone deep in the earth, as if it was alive, shaking a few times, and then a mass of flesh and blood fell from the stubborn stone.

As soon as the mass of flesh and blood left the stubborn stone, it began to squirm into the distance like a mass of flesh worms.

The flying sword flying in the sky immediately felt the movement of the mass of meat worms, and then the flying sword stabbed straight down.

The flying sword landed on the ground, as if the ground didn't exist, cut a deep hole in the ground, and went straight to the direction where the lump of flesh and blood was.

Although the flesh kept wriggling forward, his speed was indeed not fast, and he was stabbed by the flying sword before he had walked a few meters away.

Then the mass of flesh and blood let out a scream, and turned into a mass of ashes.

Fei Jian left the ground again after getting rid of this mass of flesh and blood, flew into mid-air from the bottom, and then left contentedly.

After about an hour or two, I saw the ground churning for a while, and then a cloud of green air flew out from it.

The hostility just flickered in mid-air before falling to the ground, and re-formed into a human form.

But this green air is very embarrassing, not to mention the dirt all over his body, it seems that his left eye has disappeared.

This person is not someone else, but the boss of the Wutong God.

The big man is now full of fear, looking at the direction where Yang Heng's flying sword is going away, trembling there.

If it wasn't for my cleverness just now, but for displaying esoteric techniques, turning one of my eyes into my own aura, and cheating the sword, I'm afraid that now, like my brothers, I've lost my soul to heaven.

He didn't dare to show any resentment towards Yang Heng now, leaving only endless fear.

What this boss thinks now is to leave this place as soon as possible, as far away from this Taoist priest as possible.

Thinking of this, he didn't delay anymore, he jumped into the sky suddenly, then turned into a cloud of green smoke, and flew away into the distance.

Besides, Yang Heng, he stood there with his eyes looking into the distance, but his mind was always flying with Feijian.

After a long time, a cloud of cold light flew in the sky, and that cold light fell into the scabbard behind Yang Heng in an instant, and Yang Heng seemed to be awake now.

He let out a long breath, and then showed a smile on his face. This time, he was considered to have eliminated the evil, and the Wutongshen was completely finished.

Next, Yang Hengmo used the five thunder palms to beat the soul of the fourth son of the five-handed god who was kneeling in front of him to death.

But just as the Five Thunder Palms were about to touch the soul, Yang Heng stopped. He looked at the sky and thought for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared in his eyes.