Facing Wei Zhonglai's flattery, the old ghost glanced at him, stretched out his hand and waved towards Wei Zhonglai.

Swing Wei Zhonglai to the ground!

Wei Zhonglai looked at the old ghost in surprise. Judging from his appearance, he probably didn't understand why the old ghost did this to him.

I am obviously on the side of the old ghost, but how could the old ghost be so ungrateful and treat me like this!

Wei Zhonglai stared at the old ghost for almost a minute before slowly asking:

"Senior Old Ghost, what do you mean by doing this? Why do you want to hit me?"

Faced with Wei Zhonglai's doubts, the old ghost didn't even blink, but said contemptuously:

"Hmph! You shameless flatterer! I hate you the most in my life!

I hate you the most! Do you know that Emperor Yihe was such a person back then?

You do one thing in front of your face and another behind your back! I can’t stand it!”

Wei Zhonglai is also a Taoist master after all. Where has he ever suffered such a loss?

Although his Taoist skills and martial arts are not as good as those of the old ghost, how could he swallow his breath in the face of such humiliation from the old ghost?!

He stood up directly from the ground, pointed at the old ghost and cursed, saying:

"You old ghost, I think highly of you and call you my senior, but if I look down on you, you are just a younger brother!

You old bald man! How dare you call yourself a senior?

Let me tell you the truth, in my eyes, you are not a Taoist senior at all! You are not even a God of Mist Spirits!

Gao Jin is right, to put it bluntly, you are just a servant! At best, you are a servant with relatively powerful Taoism and martial arts!

What kind of God of Mist Spirit is there?! Ah! If there is no God of War, Xing Tian, ​​how can you be the God of Mist Spirit?

I think you are just a bone flute! Humph!

Tell you, don’t pretend to be a powerful person in front of me in the future!

Let me tell you! I, Wei Zhonglai, am not going to do this!"

When the old ghost heard this, he was immediately stunned, looked at Wei Zhonglai for a while, rolled up his sleeves, and said:

"Hey! I wonder if you are a coward?! How dare you talk to me like that!

Today I will show you how powerful I am!"

Saying that, the old ghost squatted down on his horse, drew circles back and forth with his hands, and kept mumbling formulas:

"Purple energy comes from the east, east of me. The mist spirit is me, I am the mist spirit!

Purple air comes from the east, in my east. The mist spirit is me, I am the mist spirit!

The purple energy comes from the east, east of me. The mist spirit is me, I am the mist spirit!"

The old ghost muttered like this three times, and his whole body was immediately filled with a thick lavender mist.

Not to be outdone, Wei Zhonglai also squatted down on his horse, drew circles back and forth with his hands, and began to mutter formulas in his mouth.

Soon, transparent ripples appeared all over Wei Zhonglai's body.

The ripple marks are becoming more and more numerous and dense.

Wei Zhonglai shouted preemptively and said:

"Three points of return to vitality!"

Then, the ripples floated directly towards the old ghost.

When the old ghost saw this, he didn't dare to be negligent. He stretched out a hand and beat out the thick purple mist.

The old ghost's Taoism is worthy of being the most powerful existence among our group of people.

When the ripples came into contact with the dense lavender fog, the ripples turned around and floated towards Wei Zhonglai.

Wei Zhonglai's expression immediately changed and he immediately stepped back.

But the old ghost didn't give him this chance at all. He waved his other hand again, and instantly his hand began to be filled with thick purple mist.

I knew in my heart that the old ghost had taken a fancy to Wei Zhonglai's three-point return to vitality, and wanted to make this three-point return to vitality his own!

Sure enough, the old ghost immediately yelled and said:

"Three points return to the vitality, hahaha, it's mine!

Netherworld Sound Wave Skill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old ghost waved his hand and sent out the thick purple mist.

He volleyed Wei Zhonglai directly into the air and lifted him up.

Wei Zhonglai groaned in pain and kept begging for mercy, saying:

"Ah! It feels so uncomfortable! Senior Gui! Please spare me! I shouldn't have talked to you like that just now!

Sir, you don't remember the faults of villains, just think that I farted just now! Please don't take it seriously!

Don't be angry! Don't suck away my teachings!

Please!”

Facing Wei Zhonglai's begging for mercy, the old ghost was not ready to let Wei Zhonglai go, but still lifted Wei Zhonglai into the air, with a greedy smile on his face, and said:

"Hahaha! Are you begging me for mercy now? What did you do just now?

The pig hit the tree and you knew it was wrong! I tell you, it's too late!

Didn’t you say that I am not the God of the Mist Spirit? Didn’t you say that without my old master Xing Tian, ​​I would just be a bone flute?

Today I will show you how awesome I am!

Isn’t your most proud Taoist technique the Netherworld Sound Wave Technique? Hahaha!

It’s a pity that this old man like me has been given the advantage! Hahahaha!”

After saying that, the old ghost clenched his fist again, and Wei Zhonglai immediately said "ah". He was hanging in the air, kicking his legs and moaning.

Judging from his appearance, he must be very uncomfortable.

I glanced at the old ghost and then at Grandpa Li.

Both of them used the Netherworld Sound Wave Technique.

But judging from this series of performances, I don’t know how superior the Netherworld Sound Wave Kung Fu of the old ghost is compared to Grandpa Li’s Netherworld Sound Wave Kung Fu!

Fortunately, the person I fought against just now was Grandpa Li. If it were an old ghost, I'm afraid I would be a useless person now!

The old ghost is still absorbing Wei Zhonglai's Taoism.

At this time, Wu Changpo turned over and slapped the old ghost.

The old ghost was absorbing Wei Zhonglai's Taoism, and he did not expect that Wu Changpo would do this, and he was unprepared.

Directly bring Wei Zhonglai and let him go.

Wei Zhonglai fell from the air and fell to the ground with a "bang" sound.

Countless dust was raised on the ground again.

After the dust cleared, the old ghost looked at Wu Changpo coldly and said coldly:

"What? You also want to compete with me? Why are there so many people who are not afraid of death today?

Okay! Today I will do as you wish! I will absorb all your Taoism and martial arts! Hahaha!

So many Taoist techniques and martial arts have really come to my advantage!"

The old ghost smiled very arrogantly. When I heard what the old ghost said, I felt a little uneasy.

Does the "you" in my heart include me?

While he was thinking about this, Wu Changpo took a few steps closer to the old ghost, raised his fist and said:

"Senior Old Ghost! Look at what you said! Where did you go with your words!

You are the God of the Mist Spirit, and your Taoism and martial arts are very powerful. I, Wu Changpo, know this.

How dare I compete with you!

I just don’t understand something and I want to tell it, but I wonder if Senior Lao Gui will give me this chance?”

When facing Wu Changpo, the old ghost was obviously intrigued by him.

After looking at Wu Changpo for a long time, the old ghost said with a hint of fun:

"What do you want to say? Then tell me! But don't blame me for not warning you, don't play any tricks!

If I find out you are playing tricks, see how I deal with you!"

Wu Changpo shook his head and said:

"Senior Old Ghost, look at what you said, how dare I play tricks!
Chapter completed!