I am the Snake Taoist

The black Taoist robe was like a dark cloud, facing Qin Qiugai.

Yin wind and Yin fire swept wildly on the Wan Gui robe, and the resentful spirits on the Wan Gui robe were torn to pieces and kept wailing.

"This thing is worthy of being called Zhuling? It's really an insult to my witch lineage."

Uncle Long was furious in his mind, constantly cursing the old Taoist, even the eighteen generations of the old Taoist ancestors cursed them all.

The old Taoist is actually a pride of heaven. He got the book of the witch lineage incomplete, but he actually took another way to open the book with the evil evil god's Taoist evil.

I still practice well, but it’s a pity that no matter how good I take the wrong path, I am still wrong.

Seeing the ghost robes in the sky being wiped out bit by bit until they finally turned into a black air and dissipated between the sky and the earth, Qin Qiu felt a sense of panic.

This is an intuition belonging to animals and has saved Qin Qiu's life many times.

The black water was moving under his feet and his body twisted.

A pink ripple bombarded the position where Qin Qiu stood.

Qin Qiu felt a deep evil thought in this ripples.

Jealousy, hatred, anger, greed, etc. were mixed together, turning into ripples and attacking Qin Qiu.

Looking up, the old Taoist sat cross-legged in the air, holding a wonderful ringtone in his hand, holding a strange sign in his other hand, muttering something in his mouth.

Every time you recite a passage of scripture, you will shake the bell on your hand and turn it into a ripple to attack it.

Qin Qiu kept scattering left and right, and black air rose around him.

This is a move made by the Black Dragon. The spirit master's mind is. As long as the spirit is stable in the mind, the old Taoist methods that affect the mind will not work.

The old Taoist method can be said to be perfectly restrained by Qin Qiu, and everything seems to be determined, just like a pair of big hands controlling everything in the dark.

Seeing that Qin Qiu was being beaten by the old Taoist, Hei Lin could not sit still, but when he thought of the task assigned by Qin Qiu, he still resisted the urge to take action.

The eldest brother, Taoist Buhuan, was obviously a little panicked. His flesh and blood were pressing on Qin Qiu. If Qin Qiu fell down, the old Taoist would not let him go.

Although Qin Qiu still had the power he showed before was useless, the old Taoist secret treasure was still hidden.

Taoist Buhuan is extremely anxious at this moment.

"Hei Lin, your master is a little bad, why don't you go and help me?"

The eldest brother began to test the black scale.

Hei Lin is also a nearby demon king, how could he be so unbearable? He was easily controlled by the elder brother's aggressive method.

"The master's strength is not something we can imagine. If you can't stand it, you can go to it yourself. Maybe the master will remember you."

Not only did Hei Lin not be fooled, he also turned around and persuaded Taoist Buhuan to come forward to help, so that he could take action with a legitimate reason.

The Taoist Buhuan turned his eyes.

Of course he knew that Black Lin was looking at him, so he had to join the battle circle even if he took action. In this way, Qin Qiu's pressure would be relieved a lot, and maybe he could get one more favor.

Qin Qiu's peak strength at the life realm of the Three Evils is comparable to that of the old Taoist, and has a strange way of doing things and trump cards. The future is simply unlimited.

It is naturally great to sell more face at this moment. When things become a matter of leaving the fairy temple, maybe the other party will still be thinking about the friendship between classmates during this period.

Each person and a snake are eight hundred jealous, but they just thought of them together.

"Junior brother, I'll help you!"

Taoist Buhuan raised his sword and went up. He saw that his goal was achieved, and he also ejected and joined the battle circle.

With the sword light, black air, and Yin wind and purple fire in the battle circle, the old Taoist fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

"Xiaohuan, how dare you do this!"

"I will give you another chance! You will help me clean up the door now, so I can stay away from you!"

The sword light flew, and the pink mist swept across, and the only one who responded to the old Taoist was the sharp sword.

Qin Qiu finally got some chance to breathe. Although the old Taoist's sonic attack did not cause much damage, it was annoying.

The old Taoist's methods have been broken by Qin Qiu, and the remaining methods do not pose a threat to Black Scale.

As for the elder brother, Dao Ren, it is obviously not within Qin Qiu's consideration.

When he was fooled, he was to throw him out at critical moments to save his life.

"Save me!"

With a shout, Qin Qiu's thoughts were pulled back to reality.

The eldest brother, Taoist Buhuan, was hit by a sound wave, and then the old Taoist bullied himself and smashed him into the ground with a knife.

Looking at the big pit on the ground, Qin Qiu glanced at Black Lin, and both of them were tacitly compatible without giving a helping hand.

Time goes back to the past.

Hei Lin and his senior brother kept suppressing the old Taoist with their advantage of sneak attacks.

But the longer the time, the more wrong the elder brother found out.

Unreasonable jealousy and greed began to take root in the heart, constantly affecting the eldest brother.

Every time you stab a sword, someone seemed to say in your ear: "If you want to change your sword, you will definitely be powerful!"

"You are not as good as the second child, the second child is much better than you~"

As the emotions continue to affect, the old Taoist finally seized the opportunity and used it as a breakthrough.

It is also ironic. Black scales are originally spiritual bodies, and Qin Qiu has also practiced the Witch Lines and is mainly practicing spiritual bodies. The old Taoist method of affecting the mind and spirit can only work for the elder brother.

Seeing that Qin Qiu recovered from his condition, he joined forces with Black Scale to attack continuously. The old Taoist was restrained in all his skills, which was extremely frustrating.

"The wind disaster, three thousand weathered swords and weapons!"

The weather turned into swords, guns, swords and halberds and greeted the old Taoist.

It is definitely impossible for Qin Qiu to not be angry at this point in the battle. He broke one of his hands, how could he let this old Taoist go?

The old Taoist, who was still struggling to resist at the beginning, finally panicked as time went by: "Xiaoqiu, good apprentice! I will give you whatever you want! Let's talk about it!"

Qin Qiuxiu’s biggest advantage of this [Sutra of Gods and Evils] is that his battery life is strong, and his output is already at the end of his strength.

A burst of smoke and dust scattered, and a beggar-like figure lay on the ruins of the hall in a large shape.

The old Taoist collapsed on the ground and no longer had the arrogance he had before. His Taoist robe was broken into strips, and his white eyebrows and long beard were all stained with blood.

With turbid eyes, I looked at Qin Qiu: "Give me my life... I will give you whatever you want..."

Qin Qiu returned to his squinting eyes again, with a subtle smile on his face: "What I need is your life..."

"You can't treat me like this! I raised you! You are a father-killer!"

Qin Qiu even forgot even though he didn't say it. The old Taoist said that his parents died at his hands.

At this point, Qin Qiu's smile became colder and colder.

"Mine! They are all mine!"

Just as Qin Qiu was about to take action, a roar came from the big pit next to him.

A figure rushed towards this side, shouting, "Why! Why don't you give me these things! Everything is mine!"

The old Taoist was overjoyed: "Xiaohuan! I knew you were the most reliable!"

The crazy figure rushed between the old Taoist and Qin Qiu, stirring up the smoke and dust.

"Xiaohuan! Kill him! Everything you are in yours!"

The old Taoist shouted excitedly!

"Puchi!"

The sound of a sharp sword cutting through the flesh came, followed by a bloody spray.

The old Taoist's stomach was cut open by the sword of the Taoist Buhuan, and his intestines and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

"Mine! They're all mine!"

The Taoist Buhuan picked up his internal organs and started eating them. His face was covered in blood, and he looked like a man-cannibal demon.