The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

The bright red blood quickly flowed into a pool at the old man's feet, and then into a stream.

Blood flowed out from all directions at the same time, gradually surrounding them.

Jian Yi's face was slightly frozen, and Liu Wu suddenly took a step forward, "Second brother, please leave with An Xin quickly. I'll be here alone."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me."

A simple long arm stretched out, opened the car door and took An Xin into his arms, and saw the bloody river around him suddenly overflowing.

Just when he was about to take action, a burst of chanting of scriptures suddenly came from around him.

The long scripture slowly opened a small hole in the blood river. Liu Wu and Jian Yi looked at each other and rushed out quickly.

At this time, I saw almost twenty people standing scattered outside.

There are Taoist priests, monks, and people wearing all kinds of clothes.

At this time, they were all standing beside Liu Wu.

One of the older Taoist priests held a mahogany sword, looked at Liu Wu and the others, nodded slightly, and said, "I'm going to Maoshan Taoist Three Thousand."

"Maoshan is dust-free."

"Song Changjiang."

"Three together."

"..."

After briefly introducing themselves to each other, Dao Sanqian seemed to be the leader of the group. He said in a deep voice, "Please three of you follow us, and we will try our best to escort you to Xitaoyuan."

After they arrived, Lian Feng quickly arrived with his people.

A group of people were confronting each other with the ghosts of Mang Mountain.

At the same time, in Xitaoyuan at this moment.

Young Master Yan sat cross-legged in the yard, quietly closing his eyes and meditating without speaking.

Xu Lin and Xu Mo were standing next to the yard. Xu Mo ran to Qin Zong, "Master, will something happen to Master Liu?"

"Should we ask Yan Shen?"

Xu Mo: "Do you want to report it to the Dragon Team and ask them to come over and help?"

Qin Zong said expressionlessly: "No need."

They were waiting here, Yan Tao sitting cross-legged, looking up at the sky from time to time, feeling a little excitement suddenly surge in his heart.

She was rarely this excited.

After she sat quietly for a while, Xiao Qi beeped twice: "Master, here we come."

"God Yan, God Yan, please save me!"

Liu Wu was about to run away and collapse.

Most of the clothes he wore were soaked with sweat, and he was panting heavily. Jian Yi walked into the yard late, still holding An Xin in his arms.

Seven or eight people from the metaphysics came in sporadically from the back, all looking very embarrassed. The two people behind almost staggered and fell to the ground.

Dao Sanqian's peach wood sword has been broken into two pieces, and its original appearance cannot be seen.

"Damn it, where did this evil ghost come from! Why are they so powerful!"

"We escorted people here, how can we get out!"

They were all at the end of their ropes now, and they used all their skills to press the bottom of the box, but they could only stop those ghosts for a while.

But as soon as they entered, Dao Sanqian and others noticed the difference in the aura of the courtyard.

Originally, the place where Mr. Qian lived was filled with outstanding people and full of aura.

In addition, Yan Tao has set up a formation here, so ordinary evil spirits cannot get in at all.

"Huh, it seems there is an expert here."

No wonder they only need to send people to the location of Xitaoyuan.

Liu Wu was extremely sad and screamed miserably, "Shen Yan, I don't want to marry a female ghost. It scares me to death."

"Okay, got it."

Yan Tao rolled his eyes, stood up, and smiled slightly, "You can leave the rest to me."