As a direct disciple of Sleeping Monster, one of the guardians of the Tao, Xie Mao Mao likes to do two things most in his life.
First, sleep.
Second, fight.
Especially when fighting with someone of equal strength, it is easier for him to discover his own shortcomings.
There are many benefits to gaining insights from it.
But he also has extremely annoying things, such as being woken up while sleeping.
Another example is being beaten by a crowd.
In his opinion, fighting has to be one-on-one to see whose fist is stronger.
A swarm of fights is simply meaningless.
It's meaningless, but it has to be done.
Bite the bullet, full of tears, I went straight to the Buddhist elder Metta, who had the highest level of cultivation among the eight people.
Ye Qianshan stood in front of Lingxi, and the hundreds of ghosts in his body turned into a thick black mist and enveloped him.
The next moment, the black mist disappeared, and Ye Qianshan's figure appeared behind the two old men in the Demon Sword Palace.
"Your opponent is me." He said in an ethereal voice: "If you trick my sister, even if you die, I will drag you to be buried with her."
The tattooed woman followed closely, aiming directly at Ciyun, the sixth Buddhist elder.
Situ Ran managed to cope with the eight elders of the Taoist sect while holding his seriously injured body. He was at a disadvantage from the beginning and was retreating steadily.
The sloppy old woman shouted wildly: "So, I'm waiting for the remaining four people, which one of you will come?"
The sixth elder of the Yun Sect leaned forward and sprinted, his five fingers condensed into claws, and he pinched Lingxi's neck.
Judging from the strength, it seems to be a killing blow.
"Wow."
The red light was dazzling, and a smooth light curtain intertwined with fire waves rose strangely, blocking Lingxi's body.
The sixth elder of Yun Zong shrank his pupils sharply and ducked to avoid it.
A young hand grasping the candy wrapper emerged from it and flicked it with his fingers.
"you......"
The Yunzong man with a violent aura bowed like a shrimp and retreated in pain.
Until he landed on the ground, he bent over and coughed.
Blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth like broken beads and wet his clothes.
"So many people bully Xiao Yizi's wife, are you really shameless?"
The light curtain dissipated and the Dao Fire condensed out of thin air.
The little girl put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of here, you two bastards, my aunt is here, you don't have any discernment."
The eighth elder of the Dao sect, who was suppressing Situ Ran and beating him, glanced out of the corner of his eye and spotted Dao Huo'er beside Ling Xi.
He immediately opened his mouth wide in disbelief, thinking he was hallucinating.
Situ Ran was able to catch his breath and quickly dodge.
Dao Huo'er said angrily: "Lao Wu, Lao Ba, I will break your legs, do you believe it or not?"
The eighth elder of the Taoist sect rushed over and exclaimed: "My little ancestor, you, didn't you run away?"
The fifth elder of the Taoist sect followed with bared teeth, and said sadly: "Traitor, you little traitor, you have caused great harm to the third senior brother."
"Because of your ultimate move, he was punished by Senior Brother. He knelt in the main hall of the main peak and faced the wall to reflect on his fault."
"The Taoist sect has lost two-thirds of its luck. The master brother said that I will stew you in an iron pot sooner or later."
"Well, let's eat meat and drink soup together so that we can relieve the hatred in our hearts."
Dao Huo'er said innocently: "Don't be like this, I am a spirit body and cannot be stewed."
"Besides, I just went down the mountain to broaden my horizons and go back when I've had enough fun."
"When you are born, you are a Taoist man, and when you die, you are a Taoist ghost. Keep this in mind and it will never change."
"Well, just listen and don't mess around here."
The fifth elder became angry and lowered his voice and said: "Don't be so ridiculous and go back to Daomen like this. This is not the place you should be."
Dao Huo'er turned to look at Lingxi, and earnestly advised the two old acquaintances: "If you don't leave, you will die."