Raising Evil Spirits

"Don't! Don't be kidding! Brother Wei, when did we say we want to cut the grass and roots!" Bai Junning quickly clarified the relationship, and then asked Chen Haoyuan and the elder of Cloud Gate: "Brother Chen, Brother Lin, this is what When did we talk about it?"

"No, I haven't said it, Senior Brother Wei, don't talk nonsense about this matter! This is a slander on my youth! Fellow Lin Xulin, you have to confirm it for us! Don't talk nonsense about this matter!" Chen Haoyuan immediately retorted.

The Great Elder of the Cloud Gate named Lin Xu gritted his teeth and nodded like his head was broken: "Have we ever said this! We are not such a person! The Baili Daoist of Maoshan South Branch can prove it!"

The Maoshan South Branch of the surnamed Baili suddenly got together, and the chick nodded pecking rice, probably feeling very depressed: Niang, I'm a neutral person, why are you guys pulling me up?

"Bai Junning! Chen Haoyuan! Lin Xu! You guys!" Wei Nanping was furious. He had long known that he would be the king and loser, and he seemed to be cursing these treachery.

But I calculated it and he wouldn’t let it go. He immediately chanted the spell, and a few house ghosts had a tacit understanding with me, and they violently attacked. Xijun didn’t intend to let him go, so he would just rush over. !

But after all, he is a strong man at the pinnacle of Dao, a piece of jade can almost save even the curse, a white light flashes immediately, and the summoned **** will instantly block Xijun's front!

"Eat the wind and thunder, the huge mouth swallows the sky, the sky is one! The sky-swallowing ghost!" I had read the spell long ago, and the dust was swiped, and the sky-swallowing ghost with the devil's mace in my hand came with a bang. The big thorn stood ahead, and there were seven ghosts in front of me.

This group of ghosts had no pity at all, and they went up for a round of beating. Wei Nanping gave up the big spell and used small spells to resist, but both were difficult to resist with 14 hands, and it was unstoppable to beat!

I don’t think the situation is right, Xijun has a fierce look now, and the little blood cloud coffin hastily summoned out. The coffin banged down, and Wang Yan floated on the coffin. A cloud of blood surged and directly annihilated Wei Nanping. !

But Wei Nanping was not an ordinary monk in the Taoist stage. It was the peak. After receiving the blood cloud coffin, the coffin rang banging instantly, and Wang Yan shook his head at me, as if he couldn't hold him.

"Open the coffin and beat it again! It's almost the same when it's half dead." I said coldly.

"Xia Yitian! Remember for me that one day when Wei Nanping comes out, it will be you... Ah! Ouch!" Wei Nanping was shut in the blood cloud coffin and kept cursing, but before he finished speaking, he gave Released to fight.

Bai Junning and several other accomplices dare not save, Pang Rujun and Aunt Xia should have made this guy disgusting long ago, and there is no intention to save them.

I killed a lot of Daoist scum. Because of Yan Zihua and Tang Ke's affairs, I was also a death feud with Zihuangmen. In addition, I had a lot of losses in the late stage of the Taoist stage, and they didn’t want to bother about it. , Stood aside and talked about each other, but didn't plan to talk anyway.

Even the disciples brought by Zihuangmen didn’t dare to say anything. The other nine gates also brought one or two in their own faction. They also watched Wei Nanping being locked into the Blood Cloud Coffin several times in a row, and then pulled out and beat again. Pause, until now the surface of the blood cloud coffin no longer shakes.

"Okay, for one day, it's okay to breathe out, give me face, the overall situation is important, you don't want us to go back and it is not easy to explain, right?" Aunt Xia took care of the overall situation after all, and quickly made me wink so that I don't die. Wei Nanping.

"Listen to Aunt Pang, this Wei Nanping should not be angry with him, let it go, and count them as a lesson that they did not have an asshole." Pang Rujun stretched out his thumb and praised me.

"I also agree with Liu Yi, and the overall situation is more important." Master Liu Yi of Suxuan School smiled too much. This scene is too dramatic. In the late stage of Daoism, it is incredible.

Now the nine gates are all there, there are support, and there are also those who don’t. The hidden gate in the south represents the highest power of the gate, but it does not represent the entire gate. I can now integrate Wei Nanping, but it makes Aunt Xia and the others chill, not me. Wish.

"Yan'er, let him go." I glanced at Wang Yan and found that she was curiously playing with a piece of Jade Ruyi, which looked exactly like Wei Nanping's before. I couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that the Blood Cloud Coffin could not only be copied People who are exactly the same, such as grandmother's distraction, can even copy weapons?

The blood cloud coffin opened with a bang, and Wei Nanping drove out, but at this time, he lost the strength of the advanced stage of the Dao, and fell directly into the middle stage.

After absorbing it several times in a row, the mana was almost melted. Even if it were to be cultivated to the later stage, it would take some time.

Wang Yan tilted his head to look at me. I was about to comfort her a few words, but she waved Yu Ruyi and recited a bunch of spells, and then a **** appeared next to her!

I saw, isn't this the emperor's borrowing method? I fought with the Zihuangmen several times, and we were already familiar with each other's abilities. Wang Yan's ability to summon gods and generals was not what the emperor borrowed from before?

"Brother...I seem to be able to use his family's Taoism." Wang Yan said timidly.

I understood in an instant that the blood cloud coffin wanted to replicate the abilities of grandma, but grandma didn’t give it. Later, I appeared by accident and made grandma give up resistance and gave the blood cloud coffin a chance, so the blood cloud coffin replicated Grandma's tricks and abilities, Wang Yan's current Little Blood Cloud Coffin and Blood Cloud Coffin are almost the same, and this ability is normal.

In other words, Wang Yan as the main soul can use the ability of the absorbed!

By analogy, I thought of Li Jianchen. What if Wang Yan copied his ability of Li Jianchen? Wouldn't it be as heaven-defying as the blood cloud coffin that copied grandma's abilities! ?

I took a deep breath, and among the family ghosts, Song Wanyi, who was the first to understand, suddenly giggled, as if she had found Bao. She ran over and hugged Wang Yan and kissed her on the forehead, Wang Yan. I am very excited about my current popularity, and hold Song Wanyi still.

Xijun narrowed his mouth and was upset, Wang Yan was against the sky, and I was still wandering in the middle of the ghost king: "Brother! I want to eat them!"

Pointing at Wei Nanping and Bai Junning reluctantly, Xijun couldn't wait.

"Hey, there will be more people who come to trouble you in the future to eat, and you won't be able to get up to the next level." I smiled, took Xijun and hugged him, although the child has changed from ancient times. The soul urn, but the upgrade is not in place in one step, it takes time to settle, so it has been stuck in the middle of the ghost king.

Both Bai Junning and Wei Nanping trembled, and the expressions of all the people who came to the Dao Sect changed slightly. Seeing what I meant, it seemed that anyone who dared to find fault would not mind eating them.

"One day... don't be so blunt about this matter, and you must think twice in the future. Most Taoisms are not evil, but a small number of people are unpredictable. Everyone here has differences, but not all of them must be you. Responsible for certain things, or to inquire about sins, but to know the situation of the Yinshi Taoist battle. You may also understand that none of the old seniors came back. No one seems to know what happened. Now for half a month In the past, no one came to communicate with the heads of the nine major factions. Even if they did, they would not clean up. This situation is very dangerous. Southern Daomen is the weakest node in the Sifang Daomen. Now it coincides with the Sifang Daomen Conference. It’s about to be held, what should we do? The elders and heads of the Taoist sects are full of doubts in their hearts, so as an insider, you should tell what happened, whether for yourself or for the Taoist sect of the world, what do you think? "Aunt Xia walked up to me and said bitterly.

"Aunt, after all, since I saw it, as long as you are not afraid that I am biased, then I can talk about it." As I said, Aunt Xia was the first to nod, and the other sects nod unexpectedly. Everyone wanted Know what happened inside.

I didn’t conceal much. From when I went to Long Village, Li Jianchen gave the grandma who became an immortal the soul, all explained in detail one by one. While everyone was surprised, they all acted unbelievably. For the entire hidden world Taoist school, this kind of strength is too terrifying, it is inevitable that people feel unrealistic.

So when I heard my grandma became an immortal, they asked me when it happened, before or after the fight, I didn't bother to explain, and they could only acquiesce.

"One day, this matter is very serious, and the Southern Dao Sect is about to collapse. If you have such power, you should turn the tide and become the cornerstone of our Dao Sect. Even if there are people in the Dao Sect, there are also people who are truly for peace in the world. What do you think?" Aunt Xia Suggested.

"Xia Canglan! What do you mean? Want to take a demon into my door?" Wei Nanping shouted coldly.

"Haha, Wei Nanping, haven't Zhao An heard of it! My Tianyuan faction accepted him!" Pang Rujun retorted with a sneer.