"Dongyang, protector."

Wu Qi gave the order.

A cluster of fire was blown out in Double Ninth Festival, and the powerful black and blue body of the corpse puppet condensed under the fire.

The dogwood corpse demon descended, and the oppression brought by the jealous demon coach made Yasha look horrified and trembled.

"This... the demon handsome Taoist boy..."

Yasha stuttered, then became excited: "The little demon said, with Master Dao here, that crow ghost is nothing! Master Dao, Master Dao, Master Dao, the little demon will lead you the way!"

The corpse flew in the air like a bird, and Wu Qi and his team were stalking forward.

Wu Qi was not afraid.

All three sects teach ghosts and common sense in the underworld.

If you accidentally fall into the underworld, you need to be extra calm. Escape will only cause your own Taoist mind to be unbalanced and will be more likely to fall into the control of the ghost.

But most monks have never seen ghosts, let alone ghosts.

If you just teach oral books, you will not experience the dangers.

Lingxian King Temple was conceived from the prototype of the incense burner demon. Xu Shujing, the white jade flute, and the fox demon red silk were trapped in it. If Wu Qi had not broken the incense burner demon, their life and death would have been unpredictable.

At that time, Wu Qi seemed to be quick and decisive in breaking the situation, but in fact he racked his mind and stepped on the line of life and death. The root cause is that his cultivation is weak, which depends entirely on what he learned in his practice over the years, and his extensive knowledge and on-site reactions.

But now is not the same as before.

Wu Qi has more than 260 years of cultivation, and his body is no different from that of a monk named Jiedan.

There is a dogwood corpse demon guardian on the left, and a magic weapon, Qingbai, and a double-cut sword in his hand. He holds the Taoist talisman and can summon the Red Eye Boy to kill the enemy at any time.

Wu Qi's mentality is much more stable now.

"Master Dao, let's go here."

When Yasha saw the demon handsome guy beside him, he was confident and swaying when walking.

Wu Qi was alert: "How do you know the situation inside?"

"Master Dao, the little demon doesn't know the situation inside."

Yasha rubbed her long hands and said with a flattering smile: "But the Yasha clan is naturally extremely sensitive to meat. The little demon can smell the smell of a cow, and it is inside."

Its meaning is also simple. The location of the ten cows that were originally to be delivered is mostly the nest of the crow ghost.

"Be careful and safety first."

After Wu Qi's advice, Yasha became more energetic: "Little Demon knows, don't worry, Master Dao."

Yasha has long hands and feet, and when he walks, he leans forward, like a wild beast standing upright. At this time, he holds a lantern in his hand, sneaking, looking around, and with sharp faces and fangs, he looks like a ghost in the forest.

In comparison, it is more terrifying than the corpse birds in the air.

The yaksha stopped and stopped, constantly sensing the direction of the cattle, and finally arrived at a pond.

The pond is surrounded by trees, with moonlight above the head and silver shimmering on the water.

There were yellow cows beside the water, with exactly ten. The cows were bent under the belly, their belly was against the ground, clustered in a pile, and slept very heavily.

Wu Qi's eyes were not on the cow, but in front of the pond, there was a girl holding a fan.

The girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old. She tied her hair and tied her hair into a golden phoenix treasure trotter on her golden hairpin. She pinched a lotus fan on her white background.

Her eyebrows and eyes are elegant, her face is like peach blossoms, and her lips are purple and crabapple, which looks a bit weird. Her upper body is flat-collared and blue and white half-sleeved, and her breast-like water-patterned skirt is hard to hide the graceful waist of the girl, and the moonlight makes her particularly bright.

But at this moment, the girl's face was sad and depressed by the water.

Wu Qi's eyes were cold.

This person is full of ghost energy, and a star emits a faint red light on the back of the mirror with elephant.

The early stage of the Ghost General is equivalent to the early stage of the foundation building monk.

Wu Qi said: "Yasha retreats, Chongyang, catch her here."

“Yes, Venerable.”

Chongyang turned into a black shadow, stepped forward in front of the girl in two steps, and grabbed her shoulder with his hand: "Don't resist, follow me."

The girl's face was frightened and she suddenly screamed.

Her voice was loud and harsh, and she screamed so that the corpses and birds rushed over in the air. In an instant, the sky and the sun were covered with half a piece of corpse like a bird-shaped body everywhere.

The corpse birds swooped and dived, stretched their arms forward, as if hundreds of corpses were using their hands as swords to launch a suicide attack on the dogwood corpse monster below.

When the corpse bird touched the Chongyang Dynasty, it spread out like a soft mud, softly covering Chongyang's shoulders, arms, and head...

In a moment, layers of meat balls were wrapped on the ground, with arms wrapped around each other, and heads stretched out like boils, with different complexions. The meat balls made a gurgling sound, shrinking and swelling, as if something was squirming.

Bang!

The meat ball suddenly exploded, and countless minced meat corpses flew everywhere, and mucus and bone organs were everywhere for a moment.

Chongyang was still standing there, his five fingers firmly clamping the girl's shoulder blades.

"I said it, don't resist."

The girl's head shook weakly, her hair was spread out, and her mouth exhaled white air, as if something was about to pour out of her mouth.

The slender body continued to swell and contract, and the half-sleeved and skirt swelled and cracked. Six black wings suddenly cracked from the girl's back, and the feathers on the wings were sewn into thin threads.

The ends of those thin lines connect the girl's head, which is her hair full of black hair.

The girl's six wings are loose.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Countless feathers shot out with their wings and rushed straight to the person in front of them!

The feather arrows from all directions shot into Chongyang's body, and all of them were bounced away with clanging sounds.

The feathers were pulled by hair behind them, and after the castration was reduced, it turned back again, just like an invisible assassin holding a feather knife and repeatedly stabbed.

In Chongyang, Ignore the feathers, change my palms into fingers, and gently point the sword finger on the girl's eyebrows.

Just one.

The feathers in the sky suddenly lost their strength, fell to the ground, and the feathers floated all over the ground.

The black wings behind the girl also retracted her body. She was soft and was about to fall down. She was held by Chongyang and clamped under her arm, and took her back with big strides.

"Honor, bring it to you."

In Chongyang, the girl placed in front of Wu Qi and pointed it lightly, and the girl opened her eyes in a daze.

Yasha next to him looked straight: "So amazing, it's not the same level at all..."

Wu Qi was not surprised.

The difference in strength between the two is too big.

In Chongyang, he got the corpse puppet demon spirit with excellent combat skills and was already a demon handsome man with 1,900 years of cultivation. He was able to deal with a ghost general with ease.

This is the gap in absolute cultivation. If there is no magic weapon, it is just a one-sided crush.

Wu Qi looked at the girl: "I ask, you answer."

The girl pursed her purple lips and suddenly cried out: "Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

She cried without hesitation, with tears on her face.

Wu Qi pulled out Qingyin and pointed coldly at the tip of her nose: "Don't cry."

The girl was so scared that she held back her tears, her cheeks bulged, trying to suppress her inner panic, but tears were still spinning in her eyes.

Wu Qi put his sword back into the sheath and said lightly: "Have you calmed down? Now, I ask, you answer."

"you……"

The girl suddenly stopped crying, she blinked: "Although you are fierce, you are quite beautiful."

"Not getting close."

Wu Qi draws his sword.

"I'm sorry! Don't stab me!"

The girl was so scared that she stepped back.

"Bastard, do you think your life is too long? You dare to seduce the Venerable!"

Chongyang couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and flames floated high on his head. He clenched his fists and wanted to teach this foolish little girl a lesson.

"I don't, I'm not, don't hit me, don't hit me." The girl squatted on the ground with her head in her arms.

"Okay. Get up and talk."

Wu Qi's eyes flashed and he became calculating in his heart: "You are in a daze and can't get out, right?"

"Why did you say that?"

The girl wiped her tears with her sleeves and looked at him curiously.
To be continued...