Outside Shanghe Village, a young Taoist priest was shaking the Sanqing Bell.
He shook it very hard, and the crisp ringtone floated everywhere along the night wind, causing many ghosts to unconsciously follow the ringtone, but they were afraid of the young Taoist priest and did not dare to approach.
Under the moonlight, the face of a young Taoist priest was revealed. His face was painted with makeup, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his eyes were faintly evil. It was Zhang Tiande.
He didn't even look at the lonely ghosts around him, but continued to shake the Sanqing Bell vigorously.
"Jingle Bell!"
As the bell kept ringing, a dark wind came over and turned into a ghost baby.
When he saw Zhang Tiande's face, the ghost baby let out an angry roar, and a strong yin energy rippled from his body, attacking Zhang Tiande.
Obviously, he recognized the enemy who had killed himself and his mother.
Zhang Tiande showed a sneer on his face and shook the bell violently.
The ghost infant who heard the bell was like a puppet on strings, its body stiffened in place. Although it was extremely unwilling in its eyes, it could only be controlled by Zhang Tiande and obey his orders.
"Hmph, you evildoer. I called you seven times today before you came here. You should be punished for being so lazy!"
After saying this, Zhang Tiande took out a wicker stick.
The Taoist sect has the art of whipping ghosts, and the wicker used is wicker. There are also rumors among the people that wicker can beat ghosts, and the wicker used by Zhang Tiande is not an ordinary willow branch, but a willow branch that grows in the land of pure Yang and has been blessed with Taoist spells. , it is neither painful nor itchy when hit on a human body, but when hit on a ghost, it is like snow meeting boiling soup. If the whip is applied, ordinary ghosts will even be driven out of their wits.
The ghost baby belongs to the ghost realm of the Yin God. It will not be beaten to death directly, but it will still be in great pain and wail endlessly.
After being whipped seven times in a row, the ghost baby's skin and flesh were torn, and the black yin energy continued to dissipate.
Zhang Tiande snorted coldly and said, "I'll spare you this time. Now go and call the horse demon over. I'm going to assign you a task to kill someone."
A trace of ridicule suddenly flashed across the ghost baby's resentful eyes.
Apparently Zhang Tiande didn't know yet that the horse demon in Guanyin Temple had been completely killed by Li Daoxuan.
"Huh? What's that look in your eyes? Hurry up and go!"
Seeing that the ghost baby was still motionless, Zhang Tiande raised the wicker stick in his hand, ready to strike.
A trace of fear flashed in the ghost baby's eyes.
However, before the willow stick could be laid down, the willow stick suddenly stopped in the air, and then suddenly broke away from Zhang Tiande's hand as if it was alive and flew in a certain direction.
Zhang Tiande was very surprised and wanted to reach out to grab it, but was a step too late.
The wicker flew into a person's hand, like a three-foot green snake, caressing the owner's palm, swimming around the person, and finally got into the gourd around his waist.
Great Five Elements Escape Technique, Wood Elemental Magical Power!
Li Daoxuan wore a green robe and walked out slowly under the moonlight, looking at Zhang Tiande with very intriguing eyes.
"Senior Brother Zhang, it turns out that the heartless Taoist priest hiding in Longhu Mountain that Guiying is looking for is you?"
When he saw Li Daoxuan appearing here, Zhang Tiande was stunned as if he was struck by five thunders, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Li...why is Li Daoxuan here?
How could he be so fast?
He was so shocked that he couldn't even care about his wicker being taken away.
"You...when did you come?"
Zhang Tiande's voice was trembling.
"It's not too early, but you haven't missed a word of what you should hear. For example, you are going to call the ghost baby and the horse demon to plan and kill a person."
Li Daoxuan stepped forward, looked at him calmly, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang, let me guess, is the person you want to kill...is it me?"
Zhang Tiande looked around, as if he wanted to see a certain figure.
"Stop looking, the horse demon won't come, but don't worry, I will send you to see him soon."
Li Daoxuan's smile was very cold, with undisguised murderous intent.
Those who kill will always be killed!
With Li Daoxuan's temperament, as long as someone dares to plot to kill him, no matter who the person is, even if it is the current emperor, he will demand an explanation and retaliate, let alone Zhang Tiande, a morally corrupt beast with no conscience.
Zhang Tiande suddenly looked at Guiying and said angrily: "You have known this for a long time, but you dared not tell me just now?"
There was a trace of mockery in Guiying's eyes.
Jingle Bell!
The bell rang again, Zhang Tiande shook the Sanqing Bell, pointed at Li Daoxuan, and said: "Quick, kill him!"
Since the layout fails, then they will simply kill by force.
After all, Zhang Tiande is Zhang Jiuxiao's son. Although he is usually lustful and lustful, he also has decisive courage at critical moments.
The ghost baby was controlled by the ringtone and had to pounce on Li Daoxuan, and activated the magical power of dreaming.
Li Dao
It's just that he fell into a dream before because he was negligent when practicing the technique. But now that Li Daoxuan is clear-headed and has been on guard for a long time, he will naturally not let him succeed.
The pure Yang sword intent flashed in his eyes, as if he had cut off countless threads trying to get into his head.
Li Dao
As Zhang Jiuxiao's son, Zhang Tiande naturally had a lot of good things. Just as he was about to resist, his eyes suddenly flashed and he saw countless stunning beauties taking off their clothes and dancing shyly, just like a fairyland on earth.
The Nightmare Prayer of the Seventy-two Divine Powers of Earthly Fiend!
Zhang Tiande's will was already relatively weak, and his cultivation was completely built up by pills, which made him very vain. He fell into an illusion in an instant and couldn't extricate himself.
The White Dragon Sword turned into sword wires and wrapped around Zhang Tiande's arm. As the sword wires tightened, his arm suddenly turned into dozens of pieces and fell to the ground like a puddle of flesh.
The Chixiao Sword cut off his neck in an instant, causing the powdered head to fly high and then fall into the mud.
The Sanqing Bell fell to the ground and stopped ringing.
The ghost baby immediately stopped, turned around and looked at Zhang Tiande's corpse with hatred on his face, then went up to eat his flesh raw and thirsty for his blood.
"It's so weak."
Li Dao
But it’s no wonder that as Zhang Jiuxiao’s only son, he was so doted on that he always had a group of people to support him wherever he went. He had been well-fed and well-fed since he was a child, and he was well-protected. How could someone like Li Daoxuan, who had to endure one dangerous incident after another? Killed out.
In terms of true strength, this Tiande is probably not even as good as that horse demon. I don't know who gave him the courage to plan to kill him?
Not to mention that the ghost infant is not of the same mind as them, even if the ghost infant is on their side, Li Daoxuan can still fight one against three, and is confident of killing them all!
But he doesn't know that with the magical powers and magic weapons he currently has, he can be called a perverted existence in the Yin God Realm. Looking at the world, not to mention the first person under the Yang God, he is at least one of the top three. number.
Li Daoxuan walked towards Zhang Tiande, preparing to search him.
After all, he is Zhang Jiuxiao's son, so he might be hiding something good.
But before he could get closer, Zhang Tiande's body suddenly changed and turned into a headless, arm-broken wood sculpture.
The art of substitution!
Li Daoxuan's eyes moved, and he secretly thought that Zhang Jiuxiao was really willing to sacrifice his own cultivation to save his son's life, and used this technique of substitution.
The art of surrogate death is somewhat similar to the magical power of sending a staff, but the side effects are much greater than the magical power of sending a staff.
The magical power of sending a staff is to combine one's soul with the cane and let the cane bear fatal injuries for oneself. Taoist Xuancheng of the Maoshan sect developed this magical power and relied on it to defeat Chen Wangshen in the underworld.
The technique of substitute death requires the consumption of the practitioner's cultivation and essence and blood, and it can be refined after seven or forty-nine days. Moreover, the object of substitute death needs to be extremely spiritual. For example, the wood carving requires five hundred Carved from wood struck by lightning.
Such a very expensive spell could never have been cultivated by Zhang Tiande himself. It could only have been refined by Zhang Jiuxiao himself and then given to his son.
"Haha, in addition to the death-substitution technique, there is also a small teleportation talisman."
Li Daoxuan realized that the reason why Zhang Tiande disappeared was not because he was proficient in escape techniques, but because he used a small teleportation talisman to teleport to a nearby place.
"It's a pity that no matter how many magic weapons you use, they can't save your life today."
Li Daoxuan showed a sneer, then opened his eyes between his brows and looked around.
The golden light rushed straight into Dou Mansion and illuminated the starry sky, as if it had penetrated the vast world and the three realms of heaven.
After a moment, the golden light in his eyes trembled slightly.
"Haha, I found you."
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(End of chapter)
