Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

boom!

Water vapor filled the sky, obscuring the view.

The last corpse of an ardent believer in the Incense Path fell from mid-air and was immediately frozen in ice at the moment it was about to hit the ground.

The frost quickly spread and enveloped his whole body.

Even until his death, this fanatical believer still had a trace of horror and disbelief in his eyes.

It seems that he never figured it out until his death. Even the flying magic weapon that he promised didn't have enough mana to activate it, so why did it suddenly become so scary!

Then a brown figure fell from the sky, fluttering its feathers and shaking off the blood on its body.

It was Jia Shisan.

He looked around with violent eyes, as if the killing just now had just aroused his interest.

The surrounding water vapor and frost everywhere gradually turned into a puddle of water under the control of Fan Tong and the other two male blue water turtles.

All around, the ordinary believers no longer looked as cold and gloomy as before, and they all fled in panic.

Wang Hao looked around blankly, feeling a little at a loss what to do?

Is this gone?

Isn’t it said that the fanatical followers of Incense Tao are difficult to deal with?

Bu Chan, who had witnessed all this, stood there in a daze, his eyes widened, and he even forgot to put away the defensive weapon on his body.

"Brother!"

Wang Hao came back to his senses, and his expression suddenly changed slightly:

"Let's go, join them quickly!"

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call out!

Northeast corner of Mengxingzhuang.

The old man surnamed Huo looked solemn, with a hint of excitement.

He held a large earth-yellow bowl in his hand. With the large earth-yellow bowl as the center, a large earth-yellow light curtain was like a hill, covering the surrounding areas.

Under the earthy yellow light curtain, there was a strange middle-aged monk wearing mortal clothes, struggling to resist the harassment of the middle-aged female monk and the young monk surnamed Pan.

At the same time, stone cones shot at the strange monks at various tricky angles from time to time on the khaki light screen.

After a while, the light barrier on the strange monk quickly dimmed.

"Who would have thought that Li Zheng of Meng Xingzhuang is actually a monk of the Incense Path!"

The old man surnamed Huo licked his lips.

To win down an Incense Dao monk, the cheapest reward is two hundred spirit stones.

This kind of good thing usually doesn't happen to a being like him who is neither good nor bad. Unexpectedly, today it is the turn of events.

Seeing that this cultivator of Incense Tao, whose aura was only at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining, was about to be defeated, he was excited, but he did not relax.

With the support of mana, the earthy yellow light curtain is shrinking little by little, leaving less and less space for the opponent to move.

I'm afraid it won't be long before I can win a cultivator of Incense Tao.

However, the expression of the old man named Huo soon changed slightly.

Outside the earthy yellow light curtain, at some point, strange and stiff figures quietly appeared!

"A fanatical believer in Incense Tao?!"

In just a moment, the old man surnamed Huo immediately identified the identities of these figures.

Scanning his eyes, he saw that there were densely packed figures like this outside the light curtain!

The expression of the old man surnamed Huo suddenly changed!

He is not afraid of one or two, and he can easily deal with ten or eight.

But there are probably no less than sixty or seventy of these people outside!

There were so many people, even he felt numb all of a sudden!

And he reacted immediately:

"Oops! I'm afraid there's more than one Incense Taoist monk here!"

"Pan Long, Madam Xue, don't hold back! Fight quickly!"

While speaking, he took out a handful of stone balls from his storage bag and threw them towards the outside of the light curtain.

As soon as these stone balls touched the enthusiastic believers of Incense Tao outside, they immediately made a roar.

However, what made the old man surnamed Huo look solemn was that these fanatical believers were hit by the stone balls he refined. As a result, they quickly stood up staggeringly and did not seem to be much hurt.

He instantly understood why even the Tianmen Sect, a demonic sect with the Nascent Soul Lord at its command, was so afraid of the Incense Tao.

He gritted his teeth and took out the final treasure from the storage bag...

In the light curtain, the middle-aged female cultivator heard the urging of the old man surnamed Huo, and she couldn't help but glance outside while taking action.

Seeing a group of bloodthirsty and fanatical believers, he was immediately shocked. Without hesitation, he immediately used all his strength to shoot pink ribbons like poisonous snakes at the strange monks from all directions.

The young monk surnamed Pan also increased the intensity of his attack, but in the process, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he got closer and closer to the old man surnamed Huo...

The old man surnamed Huo was focused on the outside and did not notice any movement inside the light curtain.

Even if he noticed it, he didn't find it strange. As the light curtain shrank, the distance between the several people would naturally become closer and closer.

And perhaps because of a premonition, the trapped incense monks also launched a crazy counterattack.

His face quickly turned bright red, his eyes flashed with light, and he frantically scattered talismans with strange auras.

At the same time, his hands, which were as red as blood, quickly formed the seal, and his body immediately became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The middle-aged female cultivator was busy attacking and neglected to take precautions. She only felt a sudden pain in her head and couldn't help but cry out in pain.

A ball of blood mist suddenly burst out from his head and body!

Seeing that the middle-aged female cultivator was injured, the young cultivator Pan, who had already spared his hand, flashed a sharp light in his eyes. He quietly took out a talisman in his hand and pointed it at the unaware old man named Huo.

But before he had time to take action, a trace of astonishment and shock suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but turn his face slightly and glance into the distance.

"Over there...why is it so fast!"

During this hesitation, the middle-aged female cultivator came to her senses, opened her mouth with hatred, and spat out a black gold nail!

call out!

A ray of golden light flashed.

The Incense Tao monk, whose eyebrows were nailed with black gold nails, did not look at the middle-aged female cultivator. Instead, he looked at the young monk surnamed Pan with a look of astonishment on his face.

His eyes seemed to be filled with confusion, and then the color in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Although the middle-aged female cultivator killed the opponent, her face was pale and she looked like her vitality was severely damaged.

She glared at the young monk surnamed Pan with dissatisfaction: "Pan Long, why were you so slow just now! If you hadn't delayed me, I wouldn't have done this trick!"

The young monk surnamed Pan glanced at the incense monk on the ground with an ugly expression, and then forced out a smile:

"The mana didn't keep up..."

"Hmph, I told you to refine your mana more on weekdays, but you didn't listen!"

The middle-aged female cultivator didn't think much about it. She waved and recalled the nail that was driven into the head of the incense monk. She wiped off the red and white stuff on it with the hem of her clothes in disgust, and then took it into her mouth again.

Then he happily put the body on the ground into a storage bag, and stuffed the other person's storage bag into his sleeves without leaving a trace.

"Hurry up!"

The old man surnamed Huo urged frequently at this time.

However, what puzzled him was that the fanatical believers around him suddenly seemed to have received some signal and retreated into the shadows one after another.

But in the blink of an eye, everything outside the earthy yellow light curtain was empty.

It was as if the scene of being besieged just now was just an illusion.

"Strange, why did everyone leave suddenly..."

The old man surnamed Huo looked puzzled.

The middle-aged female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "They must have seen that they could not break Brother Huo's 'covering the sky', and they had nothing to do. In addition, the monks from the Incense Path were killed by me, and they lost their backbone. , naturally they were so frightened that they ran away."

The old man surnamed Huo shook his head when he heard this and said: "There should be other Incense Tao monks here, but I don't know why they didn't show up..."

"besides?!"

The middle-aged female cultivator was startled and immediately became alert.

At this moment, under the dim light, two figures rushed out quickly.

The three of them immediately alerted themselves, and the magic weapons in their hands were ready for use.

However, the old man surnamed Huo quickly recognized the other party's identity.

"Travelling friends, Wangdao friends?"

The old man surnamed Huo and the middle-aged female cultivator looked slightly relaxed. The young cultivator surnamed Pan followed behind, but his eyes narrowed slightly and he glanced between Bu Chan and Wang Hao in a vague way.

Finally, it landed on Bu Chan, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Huo."

Bu Chan was the first to hand over his hand, and then asked with concern: "Have the three of you met the Incense Tao monks?"

The middle-aged female cultivator immediately said first:

"We just met him, but he let him run away."

The old man surnamed Huo was such a smart person. He immediately understood what the middle-aged female cultivator meant. He suddenly coughed twice and looked regretful:

"The three of us didn't have time to see each other's faces clearly, and we were about to take action. Unexpectedly, the other party was very clever. With a feint, he deceived the three of us. Pan Long, don't you think so?"

The young monk surnamed Pan was slightly startled when he heard this, glanced at the two of them with a strange expression, and then nodded quickly.

Bu Chan frowned slightly when he heard this: "Strange, did I guess wrong?"

The old man surnamed Huo asked doubtfully: "Trail buddy, what did you say?"

"Oh, nothing."

Bu Chan came back to his senses and shook his head and said: "We just walked along and found that all the people here have been infected by the Incense Tao. Fellow Daoist Huo, my senior brother and I don't know how to deal with it. I wonder if the three fellow Daoists Huo have any ideas?"

"There's nothing to hesitate about. Let's do a blood sacrifice together..."

On the side, the young monk surnamed Pan who had been silent suddenly spoke.

Bu Chan's face suddenly changed slightly.

But the old man surnamed Huo pondered for a moment and had no objection.

Instead, he said: "Since all the people here have become followers of the Incense Tao, it would be a good idea to sacrifice them with blood."

"Not only that, there are more than 10,000 people here. Once they perform blood sacrifices, I am afraid they will be able to condense a few high-quality 'Blood Magic Pills'..."

"Haha, when the time comes, everyone will have a chance to meet!"

"Of course, we also need a witness to confirm that the people here are all believers of Incense Tao, so as not to be caught."

Both Wang Hao and Bu Chan didn't know much about the effect of the 'Blood Magic Pill'.

Bu Chan noticed Wang Ba's doubts and immediately said: "Fellow Daoist Huo, this little girl is stupid. I don't know what kind of treasure this blood magic pill is?"

"Haha, the Blood Magic Pill is a method of Xuan Dan Dao. With the help of the blood sacrifice array, it collects a little spiritual energy from all living beings and forms it naturally. It can replenish and restore magic power, and it is a supreme treasure during battles!"

The old man surnamed Huo did not hide anything and explained.

The young monk named Pan on the side frowned and said:

"Senior Brother Huo, let's quickly set up the blood sacrifice formation. If the incense cultivator hasn't left yet, we can refine the incense cultivator to death."

"That's right! Let's set up a big formation quickly!"

The middle-aged female cultivator also came to her senses immediately and urged.

The old man surnamed Huo was there: "The Incense Taoist monks are indeed important, but before that, we should sign this form first."

As he spoke, he took out an eyeball from his storage bag and threw it into the sky.

Immediately, the eyeballs flew into the sky, taking in the entire Mengxing Village.

The incense followers escaping hastily below were reflected in his pupils.

Soon, the eyeballs fell.

Immediately, a piece of light paper was diffracted faintly.

"Signing this letter means that all five of us acknowledge that this place has completely become the domain of Incense Tao, and we are not guilty of killing!"

"If you violate this truth, you will be devoured by the devil and die!"

After saying that, he first poured all his mana and soul power into it.

A pattern quickly appeared on the glossy paper.

The middle-aged female cultivator did not hesitate and left the second mark directly on the glossy paper.

The young monk surnamed Pan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched the light paper and returned it.

Wang Hao and Bu Chan glanced at each other, and then left traces on the glossy paper.

Although it feels a bit cruel, for these people, I am afraid this is a kind of liberation.

Soon, the light paper rolled back and shrank into the eyeball.

When the old man surnamed Huo saw this, he immediately showed a satisfied smile and put it in his storage bag:

"This situation is both evidence and evidence of meritorious service. Killing so many Incense Tao believers, even if it is not as good as killing a single Incense Tao monk, is no small feat!"

Immediately, he took out flags one by one from the storage bag.

He gave it to the other four people.

"Let's quickly put down the formation flags. Trail buddy, you and fellow Daoist Wang will go to the south. Pan Long, Lady Xue, I, and I will go to the north."

Then he taught Bu Chan and Wang Yan the layout techniques and techniques of the formation.

Bu Chan and Wang Ba hesitated for a moment, and then quickly walked south.

There were only three old men named Huo left.

Seeing Bu Chan and Wang Ba leaving, the middle-aged female cultivator immediately gave the old man surnamed Huo a thumbs up:

"Senior Brother Huo is still the best! Once these two people arrange the formation according to the techniques given by Senior Brother Huo, once the formation is activated, I am afraid that they will be sucked into the formation immediately and become the nourishment of the Blood Magic Pill!"

"hehe."

Hearing the unabashed flattery of the middle-aged female cultivator, the old man surnamed Huo showed a rare hint of complacency: "The reward for killing the incense monk is indeed quite large, but if it is divided among five people, how can it be as good as three people?"

"What's more, there is also the Blood Magic Pill... With the added mana of these two, the Blood Magic Pill may also have a chance to become the best!"

"This is much better than the rewards within the teaching!"

"Ms. Xue, Pan Long, I've told you before, follow me, you won't go wrong!"

"Waiting for the formation to be established, let's refine those two people... In case another Incense Dao monk is also in there... Haha, once you have mastered the top-grade Blood Magic Pill, whether you sell it or keep it for yourself, you can Make a fortune!”

The middle-aged female cultivator nodded excitedly.

On the side, the monk surnamed Pan looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but have a weird look in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

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