Song Lin exerted a little force, and the man's neck was broken and he spun around several times.
Gu Qingfeng stared blankly, with a trace of disbelief remaining in his eyes.
Until his death, he could not believe that Song Lin really dared to kill him.
This man has a bone in the back of his head!
It's a pity that I can't tell Master.
Gu Qingfeng died with regret.
As the saying goes, when the body dies, the spirit disappears. With Gu Qingfeng's death, the rampant troops immediately dissipated.
Seeing that the rampant soldiers dissipated, Song Lin felt relieved.
These are the Taoist soldiers summoned by the monks through the magic urn. They are essentially formed by the gathering of true energy. The control lies in the hands of the Taoist temple. They will disappear if they are dispersed and will not retain their memory.
If they were the rampant soldiers refined by themselves, then they would all be killed.
Of course, there are still issues that need to be resolved urgently.
"die!"
The red umbrella girl held the umbrella, her beautiful face turned ferocious, her eyes were covered with blue and black blood vessels, she stretched out her long nails and stabbed towards Song Lin.
Without the blessing of power, she was as brittle as a piece of paper, and a golden light immediately knocked her back to her original shape.
The red umbrella fell powerlessly.
Song Lin stepped forward and picked up the red umbrella. He originally wanted to destroy it, but after thinking about it, he put it away.
As for other things, don’t touch them for now.
Wow!
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the remaining eighty or so rampaging soldiers and the dog-headed Taoist priest covered in wounds stood beside him.
"Let's continue to the next village."
Song Lin raised his right hand, and a flame ignited on his fingertips. The swaying flame reflected his uncertain expression.
The light cyan color of his pupils gradually faded, the moonlight on his body converged, and he looked at the clear moon disk and the rolling thunderclouds in the distance.
“The night is dark and windy, it’s really a good weather for murder and arson!”
The flames floated to Gu Qingfeng's body, which burned fiercely, and a strong smell of burning lingered in the entire forest.
Now that I have killed one, it is not too late to kill a few more. Now I will kill all the people who have offended me.
"Wuji, Chiyang, and...no one else."
Wuji may not be able to defeat him, so kill Chiyang first.
Wow!
Song Lin's figure disappeared from the spot.
He would always find this guy if he followed the direction with many people.
On the way, I harvested some more Cloud Expelling Envoys to see if I can get promoted to another position.
After eliminating the thirty-five cloud-dispelling messengers in the market, the Yin Gong has reached sixty-eight. With thirty-two more, one can be promoted to the eighth level.
Song Lin pushed forward all the way. Since he didn't have much troops, he could only find some fallen cloud-dispelling messengers.
After leaving, the place was silent.
The night is deep and the moonlight is like water.
Suddenly, thick black mist blew from the mountain forest, and the branches rustled.
The black mist gathered into a huge thing.
The head is like a steep mountain, the eyes are like shining lights, the horns are like iron towers, the teeth are like sharp blades, and the hair is like iron needles. From head to tail, it is a hundred feet long and short, and from hoof to back, it is eighty feet high.
This was a huge black sheep. It lowered its head, sniffed the corpses and various debris on the ground, and then swallowed them in one gulp.
The goat demon glanced at the village. There were still a few people alive inside, but it ignored them. Its body spread out like sand and turned into pitch black particles.
"Um?"
At this time, the Goat Demon noticed that a mortal glanced at him, and then hid again.
"Seek death!"
puff!
The goat demon spewed out two streams of sulfur-smelling gunpowder smoke mixed with dark red sparks from its nostrils.
Smoke enveloped the village, and all life rose up in flames from the inside out and burned to ashes.
The sheep demon continues to patrol in the form of Yin Feng.
It only kills Taoist priests, not mortals, but only those who see its true form.
The dark wind blew, and the monk screamed and turned into ashes, and all his blood and vitality were absorbed by the sheep demon.
Above the sky, Yuhu was fighting with Master Jiuyou again.
One person and one demon's spells are surprisingly consistent.
The rain tiger sprays rainwater, which turns into various monsters and monsters and fights with rampant soldiers.
Taoist Jiuyou transformed into a body of a hundred feet, with a green face and white hair, a crescent moon between his eyebrows, green clouds above his head, and three hundred and sixty-five kinds of rampant soldiers flying out from time to time.
"You guy..."
Yuhu was a little surprised.
This guy originally looked half-dead, but why did he become more energetic the more he fought?
…
On the other side, in the mountains and forests.
Song Lin led dozens of fierce soldiers to kill two cloud-dispelling messengers.
"Phew, ninety-six."
At this time, he glanced away and suddenly saw a dark cloud above the sky.
I couldn't see it clearly at first, until I turned on the Taiyin Golden Eyes, I suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
"What a big sheep!"
He is a hundred feet tall, about three hundred meters tall.
Where did this big devil come from?
The demon’s target seems to be the village ahead?
And the route we passed happened to be here!
"not good!"
Song Lin immediately withdrew all his troops.
Then he hid in a dark place, activated his invisibility technique, and his whole body disappeared.
Wow!
The dark wind flew to the village below with a screaming sound.
Amid the wails of the Taoist priests, he absorbed their essence and blood and continued flying to the next place.
"Demon? Spell?"
In the darkness, Song Lin keenly noticed that there seemed to be a talisman on the back of the black sheep's neck.
Man-made? Or just some big demon passing by?
In any case, the feast to stop floods is far from being as simple as imagined.
"Forget it, let's hide first."
It took him half an hour before he dared to come out and continue to catch the lone Dispelling Cloud Messenger. The village below had been razed to the ground.
boom!
At this time, there was an explosion in the sky.
"Haha, Jiuyou, I won't make you proud even if I die!"
I saw a huge silkworm chrysalis exploded, and countless green and black tentacles came out of the blood mist, tightly binding Jiuyou's 100-foot body.
The dispersed blood mist clings to the body of Master Jiuyou, more and more, as if it is about to turn into a new silkworm chrysalis.
This is Yuhu's ultimate trick - transforming into someone else.
Make others your own.
Master Jiuyou's expression changed drastically. He really made a mistake this time.
"open!"
Jiuyou seemed to have made some kind of determination, and a trace of evil thoughts flashed in his eyes.
The crescent moon symbol between the eyebrows shines brightly, spewing out countless black energy.
Black energy enveloped his body, and the sound of howling ghosts and gods came from the void. Jiuyou's whole body seemed to be about to be transformed into a demon. His forehead was raised high, as if something sharp had broken out.
This is the Qi of Jiuyou Taiyin.
Click click click!
The Baizhang Dharma Body rapidly grew in size, and its tentacles were slowly stretched out. Jiuyou was about to escape, but his face became paler.
"Guanzhu! I'm coming too!"
At this time, Ziyuan led an army of fifty thousand soldiers and two hundred dog-headed Taoist priests flying into the sky.
"good chance!"
Below, Song Lin couldn't help but admire.
Jiuyou is about to get out of trouble but is not completely out of trouble. If you go up now and do some tricks to make Jiuyou fall, and with the help of a few deacons, maybe it can really happen.
Although the disciple is a little stupid, the master is still clear-headed.
Ziyuan became the temple master, so he could drink the soup no matter what.
On the other side, Taixuan seemed to notice something, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "Master!!!"
He flew over quickly, but it was too late.
Zi Yuan has arrived at Jiuyou's side.
"Master, I'm here."
"Okay, good job, Ziyuan, come and help me!" Jiuyou laughed.
"certainly!"
Zi Yuan's right hand changed, and a jade sword appeared in his palm, and then it stabbed towards Jiuyou.
The blade is getting closer and closer, making it difficult to tell whether it is cutting the tentacles or pointing at Jiuyou.
Zi Yuan couldn't conceal his excitement. His long-cherished wish was finally fulfilled.
The property of the Taoist temple is not important, nor is the position. What is important is the three caves and five thunder sutras of the Shangqing Dynasty awarded after becoming the temple master.
Only by climbing to the highest gate can one come into contact with the complete avenue.
Anyone who blocks my way will be killed!
At this time, Zi Yuan subconsciously raised his head, met Jiuyou's clear eyes, and seemed to be aware of his own thoughts.
At this moment, he remembered the days of practicing Buddhism in the Meishan jungle.
No matter what I do, I can't hide it from my master's wise eyes. He won't scold me.