dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Since the other party came to "smash the field", of course Chen, who is the protector of the altar, would not be polite.

"Fuck, did you come running over to die yourself?!"

"Whoever is bullied has no money, right?!"

Just about to release the arrow-eating insect to bite the crotch of the evil ghost, but was stopped by Hua Jiunan's words.

"Daji, Eighth Master, don't do anything, just leave it to Liao Ping!"

"As a direct disciple of Zhengyi, he can't do this all the time!"

Physical Taoists just don't know Taoism, but they are not small in courage.

Hearing this, he immediately nodded repeatedly, picked up the "Heavenly Master's Sword" and stabbed it at the female ghost.

At the same time, he took the seal of Yangping's Zhidu meritorious service on the altar, and smashed it on the forehead of the female ghost.

"Don't worry, Boss Hua, I'm not lazy at all in the master's work!"

Hua Jiu felt helpless for a while: using the Celestial Master's Supreme Treasure to hit an ordinary water ghost, what's the difference between this and bombarding a hornet's nest with a cannon? !

It's really insulting to the master, okay? !

If Big Brother Chang was here, I'd be crying because of you......

Thinking of Chang Huaiyuan, the Dragon Lord who was "silent and tearful", Hua Jiunan decided to teach his apprentices for him.

"Liao Ping, you are not allowed to use the most precious treasure... let alone use the Zhengyimeng power talisman to catch ghosts with your own Taoism!"

In order to prevent the female ghost's escape clues from being interrupted, Hua Jiunan took out the "Bafang Talisman" and ignited it with a Dao fire, covering the ten-meter range around the altar.

"Ah? Can't use baby?!"

Liao Ping was taken aback when he heard the words, but he immediately put the sword and seal in his hand on the altar.

He habitually reached out to grab the Dragon Heart Stone, but quickly retracted it.

"But...but Boss Hua, I have never succeeded in using Taoism..."

In just a few words, the female ghost has stretched out her pale hand full of corpse insects with a smirk, and pinched towards Liao Ping's neck.

Fortunately, Liao Ping was good at martial arts, so he dodged and dodged.

At the same time, he tried to step on the seven-star step, and kept pinching the formula, chanting words in his mouth.

"Taishan Lei in the east, Hengshan Lei in the south, Huashan Lei in the west, Hengshan Lei in the north, and Songshan Lei in the middle."

"Five thunders strike together, hurry like a law!"

After finishing the spell, he bit his middle finger fiercely, and wrote the three words "Thunder, Fire, Urgent" in blood on the palm of his right hand.

It is the Taoist secret technique "Lightning in the Heart of the Palm".

Although the female ghost lost her spiritual intelligence, she still instinctively avoided the Taoist palm thunder, and didn't stop until she hit the "Bafangfu" enchantment.

However, she obviously overestimated the physical Taoist:

At this time, Liao Ping raised his right hand high and kept flaunting at the female ghost.

With a blushing face and a thick neck, he shouted "Thunder...Thunder..."

But don't talk about thunder, you can't even let out a fart... It looks like Hua Jiunan who used the "five thunders breaking the sky" for the first time...

Hua Jiunan reminded him helplessly.

"Liao Ping, quickly visualize in your heart!"

"Visualization?!" The physical Taoist suddenly realized, and immediately concentrated on thinking about the portrait of his own ancestor.

After a while... no use.

In a hurry, he hurriedly replaced it with his ancestor, General Jiutian Shatong...it didn't work.

In the moment of delay, the female ghost has already seen that the Taoist priest in front of her is a "silver-like pewter spear head"—fancy but not useful.

He rushed over with a smirk again.

But when passing by Chen who was "eating melons", he was kicked heavily in the stomach by the scourge.

With a scream, he fell from the altar.

"Fuck, you don't talk about martial arts, you sneak attack!"

"Didn't you see that my little bottle is holding back its big move?! Stand there and wait honestly!!"

This kick was so hard that the female ghost struggled for a long time but could not get up.

It can be seen that the power of the scourge is far greater than that of the physical Taoist...

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liao Ping changed the object of visualization again: Chang Huaiyuan, the Dragon Lord, from General Nine Heavens Shatong.

The Taoist priests of physics think this way: since the ancestors are unreliable, we can only rely on Mr. Chang...

According to common sense, it would not work for him to do so.

Although Chang Huaiyuan was formidable, he hadn't become a god, let alone become an immortal.

Visualize that he can't get the sense of heaven and earth at all.

However, there is no one around Hua Jiunan who plays cards according to common sense... Coupled with the protective character of Uncle Chang's family...

Physics Taoist Liao Ping shouted with red eyes.

"There are blood dragons in the northern kingdom, they are angry and often kill people."

"Between the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the blood dragon appears in the sky."

"Please sir save me!"

A miraculous thing happened. After reciting this incantation, the physicist uncontrollably touched the seven-star crown he was wearing three times.

Amid bursts of blue light, the uppermost layer unfolded violently, and the Northern Kingdom Dragon Lord, dressed in white over snow, was sitting on it.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, the eyes are shining.

The scene of the battlefield with gold and iron horses appeared behind Chang Huaiyuan like a projection.

After the dragon appeared in the sea of ​​blood, he raised his white and slender hand and slowly pointed at the female ghost.

"Bastard, dare to hurt my Chang family disciple."

"You, damn it!"

Thousands of swords condensed rapidly at Chang Huaiyuan's fingertips.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, they stabbed at the female ghost in unison.

After screaming, the female ghost turned into a pool of blood and disappeared.

There was only one blue stone pillar left on the ground.

Chen Daji was stunned and was speechless for a long time.

"Fuck, fuck, cut to pieces?!"

"That old woman just now died so badly..."

After doing all this, Chang Huaiyuan's phantom looked helplessly at Liao Ping, who was also in a daze, and then slowly disappeared.

From Chen Daji's point of view, the tears in Long Jun's eyes were obviously more this time...