A figure emerged from the white mist.
Ding Xiaoyi's face was startled, but he never expected that he would be a Taoist priest.
It was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown holding a whisk.
I saw that the Taoist priest's face was thin and his eyes were filled with a sinister light.
After seeing the Taoist priest appear, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
It was a Taoist priest with profound cultivation and majestic aura. The Taoist priest's eyes were like eagle eyes, with a heart-stopping gloomy look.
The Taoist priest also carried a simple long sword behind him. Ding Xiaoyi knew that it was the simple long sword that attacked him.
Ding Xiaoyi, a member of the Taoist sect, had a look of confusion on his face.
The Taoist priest's eyes were as gloomy as frost, and there was a cold murderous intent in his twinkling eyes.
His eyes were like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark.
After seeing the Taoist priest appear, Ding Xiaoyi took down the long sword behind him with his backhand. The Taoist priest gave him an extremely dangerous illusion.
"boom",
The Taoist priest's whole body aroused an aura of evil cultivation.
He waved the whisk with his right hand, and then said coldly to Ding Xiaoyi: "What a sharp-tongued boy, do you know that you have successfully angered me?"
After hearing the words of the sinister Taoist priest, Ding Xiaoyi shrugged and said, "Who is my Taoist? It turns out to be a scum of the Taoist sect."
The middle-aged Taoist priest had a gloomy expression and an evil aura exuding from his body.
"The scum of the Tao sect, this makes some sense. Although this Tao does not come from Dongtuo Mountain, the inheritance of this Tao also comes from the Tao sect. Boy, why do you say that this Tao is the scum of the Tao sect? Is it true that only Dongtuo Mountain is the authentic sect of the Tao sect? ?”
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled instead of being angry, and said quietly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Because you don't have Taoism's free and easy temperament, you don't have Taoism's aura of justice that protects the world, it's that simple." Ding Xiaoyi said to the middle-aged Taoist priest very seriously.
"Interesting, really interesting. Who stipulated that Taoist priests should have a free and easy temperament? Who stipulated that Taoist priests should have an aura of justice that protects the world? Is it you or the monks in this world?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest couldn't help but clapped his hands and said.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he was slightly startled as to why he would say such a thing.
He is free and easy by nature but does not regard protecting the world as his own responsibility. He always feels that if the sky falls, a tall man will hold it up.
But he said such high-sounding words again, which made him very surprised. This feeling was also very strange.
He felt an intuition pulling him to say these words.
This was his intuition. There was a greedy evil intention in this Taoist priest. His greed for something seemed to have betrayed him.
"No matter what, what do we want to do if we trap me?" Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to talk too much nonsense with the middle-aged Taoist priest, so he raised his long sword and asked the Taoist priest.
Although his cultivation was imprisoned, his swordsmanship was still there.
Fortunately, he practiced, and his wonderful sword skills always gave him unexpected effects.
The Taoist priest just looked at him coldly, and then set his eyes on the girl in the white dress in his arms.
Seeing that the greed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest was not concealed at all, Ding Xiaoyi showed a look of disdain on his face.
This Taoist priest must have practiced some evil skills to be so interested in Su Zhenzhen.
"Niubi, what are you looking at? Where are your companions? Why don't you come out together. Come out together. I have to go on my way, sir?"
Although Ding Xiaoyi knew the identity of the other party as a Taoist priest, he knew that this talisman formation should not be set up by the middle-aged Taoist priest.
There were other people setting up the formation, and he didn't understand why they wanted to hide again.
Are they so afraid of themselves? This great formation has imprisoned their own cultivation. Why don't they come out together?
"Boy, as I said, you just need to put down the beauty in your arms. You can leave."
The middle-aged Taoist priest's greedy eyes were not concealed at all, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi in a sinister tone.
"You idiot, I didn't expect that you are not only a scum of the Taoist sect, but also a weird and lewd thief. Seeing that this little girl looks like a flower, you always think about some nasty things every day."
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but pointed at the middle-aged Taoist priest and cursed angrily. He didn't expect that the middle-aged Taoist priest was still thinking of blaspheming Su Zhenzhen despite his age.
This made him feel very disdainful. The most important thing for a practitioner is to cultivate the mind, and practitioners in the Taoist sect pay more attention to cultivating the mind.
At first glance, this middle-aged Taoist priest looks like a man who spends his days committing adultery.
"Boy, why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and put down the little beauty in your arms." The middle-aged Taoist priest did not get angry, but quietly persuaded Ding Xiaoyi.
Although both sides are talking nonsense, both sides are testing each other.
Although Ding Xiaoyi's cultivation was imprisoned by this heavenly talisman formation, there was still no fear on his face.
On the contrary, his eyes were bright and full of fighting spirit, and the sword in his hand glowed with a cold light.
Although his sword intention was also imprisoned, the sword in his hand contained pure sword energy.
This Jue Tian Talisman Formation could imprison his cultivation, but it could not imprison the purest sword energy.
The raw power of his physical body could not be restrained, so the middle-aged Taoist priest was also a little afraid.
They should have done a lot of research on Ding Xiaoyi. Even though Ding Xiaoyi's cultivation level is imprisoned, it still cannot be underestimated.
Ding Xiaoyi never saw other enemies appear, and he couldn't help but wonder what these sneak attackers wanted to do.
After the two of them talked some more useless nonsense, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with sparkle, and Ding Xiaoyi easily caught the sparkle in the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes.
He also had a confident smile on his face. It seemed that the other party had already deployed everything, and the remaining enemies should appear soon.
"Niubi, you are so interested in this beauty, why don't you come and hold her yourself?" Ding Xiaoyi smiled at the middle-aged Taoist priest. The long sword in his hand was filled with cold light, and his tone was even more domineering.
"Boy, just put her down and leave on your own." The middle-aged Taoist priest was only a few rocks away from Ding Xiaoyi, and he said coldly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Niubi, if you have the ability, do it yourself." Ding Xiaoyi raised his long sword and said to the middle-aged Taoist priest with great arrogance.
A cold look appeared on the middle-aged Taoist priest's face, but he did not move.
At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi felt a sharp sound piercing the air behind him.
He didn't even look, he just turned his wrist and the long sword turned into a bright sword light and slashed down behind him.
"Zheng...",
Only a sword chant was heard, and a figure staggered out from the hiding place of the rock.
Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look and saw another Taoist priest.
I saw the Taoist priest wearing a gray robe and holding a sword in his hand.
The Taoist priest's cheekbones were high and his eyes were wide open, like a mandrill.
Seeing this strange-looking Taoist priest, Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes, and a harmless smile appeared on his face.
"Another bull-nosed person. Why are you bull-nosed people interested in beauties?" Ding Xiaoyi said jokingly to the Taoist priest holding the sword.
He was also a middle-aged Taoist priest, with messy patches on his gray robe.
His eyes were as bright as a torch, staring at Ding Xiaoyi.
The Taoist priest stood together, and then stood side by side with the middle-aged Taoist priest from the beginning. The eyes of the two Taoist priests fell on Ding Xiaoyi.
"Is there still a cow nose?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the two Taoist priests confidently.
"Xuan Xiaozi, can't you even deal with such a boy?" The Taoist priest who appeared from behind had a look of displeasure on his face, and he said to the middle-aged Taoist priest Xuanyi.
"Wuyanzi, didn't you yourself fail to succeed?" The middle-aged black-robed Taoist's face couldn't help but darken, and he sneered at the gray-robed Taoist.
"You two guys can't even handle a small sword cultivator. You have really insulted the reputation of our Donghai Wusan cultivators." An old voice sounded.
Ding Xiaoyi's heart trembled, and he looked into the white mist.
Then he saw three figures walking slowly from the white mist.
The leader was an old Taoist with a fat face, a middle-aged Taoist priest with red hair and a burly middle-aged Taoist priest, and a plump and charming middle-aged female Taoist priest.
A total of five Taoist priests appeared in Ding Xiaoyi's sight.
Seeing the appearance of the other three Taoist priests, Ding Xiaoyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and wisps of cold light shone in his eyes.
