Watch Out! Danger Ahead

"High energy ahead (

"what-"

The group of people who rose into the air lost their center of gravity until the boat was lifted by the river at least half a meter high. Then the men and women began to scream loudly.

The woman who was half-lying in the cabin and her husband were also thrown out, screaming very loudly in panic.

At the critical moment, the old Dao's morale sinks Dantian, stabilizes his figure, and wants to catch Song Qingxiao.

Song Changqing had the same reaction.

He immediately let go of the old servant he was holding in his hand, and instead wanted to hold on to the younger sister.

But the old woman who was struggling hard before, under the unstable center of gravity, on the contrary refused to let go.

As soon as Song Changqing let go, she screamed and stretched out her arms to firmly pinch Song Changqing's neck, as if she was hanging on him.

The hull continued to fly high until it swayed more than one meter high, then paused for a moment, and then descended rapidly.

Song Changqing resisted the urge to grab the old woman and threw it out, allowing her to hang herself, while holding Song Daochang from left to right and firmly grasping Song Qing's small arm, fearing that she would be injured in this catastrophe. .

The veteran Taoist's gaze was solemn, much more serious than when he was on the bullock cart.

The hull ‘dang’ back into the water, splashing a lot of waves.

"What happened?"

Everyone was like dumping dumplings in soup, ‘thumping, thumping’ to the boat.

The waves rippled, pushing and shaking the hull like a cradle.

‘Ticket, Ticket! ’

The clay pot on the ground rolled back and forth, making a harsh sound, like a warning bell.

The black dog blood spilled on the wooden deck of the ship quickly seeped into the planks, as if absorbed by the deck.

‘Crack! Squeak-squeak -’

Under the plank, something seemed to be pulling the drill and sawing the boat. The sound got closer and closer, and the bottom of the boat was hit by a shock, and it began to vibrate slightly.

"Be careful-"

The old Taoist could not help but remind loudly when he heard the sound under him.

The floor began to shake, and the spilt black dog blood seemed to be sucked clean by something.

At the place where the dog blood was spilled, the dark brown shadow was soaked without a trace at this time, but under the deck where the dog blood had been spilled, something began to pierce the plank, making a shrill sound like a drill.

When everyone who fell on the boat saw this, they kicked their legs frantically and drew back in fright.

The old Taoist grasped Song Qing's small hand with one hand, and made a seal with one hand:

"Heaven and Earth Xuanming, Sanqing Sovereign. Immeasurable Taoism, help me cut the spirit!"

As soon as his voice fell, the cuffs turned, and a small mahogany sword fell in his palm.

The old Taoist grasped his palm, and the tip of the small sword pierced his palm.

The blood spilled out, soaking the small sword in an instant.

As soon as he spelled out, the small mahogany sword turned into a red light in the blink of an eye, and quickly slashed towards the jumping deck!

'boom! ’

The aura turned into supreme righteousness, and the moment it was about to touch the deck—

I saw a large stream of thick black mist gushing out of the deck. Amid the violent roar, a large stream of black mucus spewed out, like wagging seaweed, hitting the red light of the mahogany sword.

The black and red powers collided, and only held for half a second, and then the black energy quickly wrapped the red light.

Countless black smoke evaporates and turns into thousands of fluttering tentacles, densely woven to entangle the red light.

This dense Yin Qi had been prepared for a long time, and it was terrifying.

Taking advantage of the old Taoist's mind being distracted by the woman in the boat, he was caught off guard.

The black light entangled the peach wood sword, and the sound of "chi, chi," was like a red-burning iron sinking into the water.

The red light was suppressed by the black line, the lower part of the sword tip was corroded by Yin Qi, the red light was dim, and half of the sword body turned into rotten water, falling to the ground ‘tickly’.

At the same time, the splashing water did not turn into drops of water, but changed momentarily in the mid-air, and also turned into a densely woven black screen, enveloping the ship's hull.

"what-"

"Ghost—"

In the screams of everyone's shock, the old Taoist snorted.

When the Taomu Sword was tainted by Yin Qi, his power was swallowed, causing him a big loss.

"evil creature-"

He endured the sharp pain of spiritual power backlash, yelled, and when he wanted to make another move, he heard a soft sigh from the girl in his ear.

"Ugh…"

Song Qing Xiaoqing sighed, and then the old Taoist felt that he had been holding Song Qingxiao's hand but she was holding him back, holding him back and retreating, as if he wanted him to stand by.

The old Taoist turned his head subconsciously, and his eyes showed mixed expressions of fright and anger.

But the next moment, he immediately shouted and spread his other hand.

The half of the mahogany sword entangled by the black thread began to tremble crazily, and in the trembling, half of the sword's body broke apart with a click.

The remaining small piece of peach wood was quickly engulfed by the black energy, while the other half of the sword flew back into the palm of the old Taoist priest with a'swish'.

As soon as he grasped the peach wood sword, spiritual power poured into the sword.

I saw that half-length wooden sword rose up against the wind, and instantly turned into a three-foot long sword.

"Stay back!"

The old Taoist screamed at Song Qing, shaking his arm, and freed his hand from her back grip.

He stepped forward, holding the sword in both hands, and thrusting into the black hole on the deck where countless black air was spewing crazily—

Hongmang is flourishing!

The masculine power of Taoism cuts into the Yin Qi, cutting off countless black threads.

'what-'

The screams of countless evil spirits and ghosts sounded at the same time, and the twisted black air was like a dense kelp, desperately arching and drilling in disorder.

The black energy that was originally rising like a vine was swept away by the red light, and the screams of different heights mixed into an unbearable ghost howl, piercing into the soul of people.

The broken black silk thread burst open with a ‘boom’, just like a smoke bomb exploded.

A strong shock wave is formed between the black and red airs.

Under the violent impact, the old Taoist squinted his eyes subconsciously.

His clothes swelled like a full-blown balloon.

Just as he squinted, a dark face of resentful spirit emerged from the cracked deck!

A breath that was even more eerie than before spread out in the cabin, and only the creepy rubbing sound was heard amidst the black air churning.

Everyone on the boat saw the bottom of the sword body, and a black skull was drilled out.

As soon as the head got out of the deck, two dark and muddy palms came out and slammed onto the deck with a ‘pop’.

Its palm seemed to be covered with silt, and the rancid smell was extraordinary. As soon as it fell off the deck, the sludge on the black claws splashed.

The stench spread immediately, and the deck it had touched quickly rotted away.

The opening of the cave widened, and a head that could hardly describe its horror crawled out of that deck!

The hair falling on the back of its head was scraped away by the corners of the branches of the deck. Its head turned a few times, and there was a strange sound of'cooing', and large strands of asphalt-like mucus moved along with it. The posture fell down.

"what-"

The face was full of resentment, and his eyes were grayish like dead fish, and the outside seemed to be covered with a smooth black mucous membrane, which made the face look extremely crippled.

It appeared extremely suddenly, the old Taoist was so close, the consumption of spiritual power and injuries affected his reaction ability.

In addition, he was squinting under the influence of the light of the force collision, and when he felt the wind, it was too late.

I saw that the rotten corpse crawling out of the mud was holding the peach wood sword with both hands. Its body was extremely energetic, and when its palms touched the sword body of the long sword, it scorched a'chi chi'. sound.

The sword body itself was spawned by the authentic power of Taoism, and when it was gripped by it at this time, it quickly rotted.

"Master..." Song Changqing yelled when the situation was not good.

But now the Yin Qi invaded the sword body, and the three-foot long sword instantly turned black and gray and was twisted by black threads.

At the moment when the sword body was destroyed, the black thread that was originally controlled by the drills burst out with a'bang', turning into an invisible force, hitting the old Taoist's belly hard, making a'bang' Come on!

As soon as the old Taoist's body was hit, a large amount of black energy penetrated through his back, pulling his body into a bow.

"puff-"

He spouted a large amount of blood, and his blood qi stimulated the group of public black qi, as if it made them even more cruel.

As soon as the old Taoist was injured, the sounds around him seemed to disappear at this moment.

Everything in front of him slowed down. His reaction was affected by Yin Qi and became sluggish. He could only see the crowd, Song Changqing, who was holding Song Qing’s small hand, tore away the old woman who was holding him. He wanted to rush towards him desperately with a split-eyed eye.

"Don't rush..."

He moved his lips as if he wanted to speak, but his voice was as fine as a mosquito.

The carrion corpse that emerged from the black hole was close to his front door, biting at him with his mouth open.

Somehow, the old Taoist remembered that before he left the house, the stick of incense he had lit had been extinguished before he even touched the incense burner.

"Could it be impossible to escape this disaster today?"

The Yunhu Mountain line has always been incomparably accurate. Since the Patriarch did not bless him on this trip to Shenzhuang, this trip must be a life and death robbery, and it is useless to force it.

A flick of confession flashed in his eyes, but the next moment, his rickety back stood up again:

"Do not-"

The old Taoist suddenly remembered that his little apprentice was behind him.

If he died, with Song Qing's little power, he would definitely die.

He originally cultivated the Tao of Shuntian, thinking that life and death have their own fate, reincarnation, and one death is only the beginning of another restart in the future.

However, when this kind of compliant cultivation method involves a little apprentice who loves his life, it is no longer difficult for him to remain indifferent.

"Niezha, dare you!"

He yelled, even if he was seriously injured by Yin Qi, but at this moment he was still moving forward, trying to keep Song Qingxiao from the wind and rain.

The veteran Taoist put on a desperate posture, condensing all his spiritual power into his palm, preparing to take a heavy shot to the waist.

The surface of Song Daochang's body evaporates a lot of spiritual power. Under the orthodox Taoist spells, the originally arrogant black thread quickly shrinks as if it has sensed something.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingxiao's eyes flashed.

She had exploded the golden core before, and the situation of the old Taoist at this time proved that he wanted to explode.

Based on his cultivation in the realm of transforming infants, if he detonates the primordial infant and magical artifacts with himself as a representative, he will surely be able to severely injure these Yin Qi and Yin corpses.

"Changqing, take Qing Xiao away!"

Amidst his shouts, Song Changqing was like a bull, rushing towards the corpse without a word:

"Master, you protect the youth!"

He has even given up his plan to protect himself, to embrace the corpse in the direction, obviously trying to prevent it from harming the old Taoist priest.

"Ahhhh-"

The ordinary people who fell all around screamed screaming. At this moment, the old Taoist heard another faint sigh in his ears.

"Ugh."

After this sigh, an unusually clear chill came.

He didn't notice that snow flakes had slowly begun to appear in the air. Under the influence of this chill, the originally fierce and extraordinary corpse began to slow down.

A light breeze slowly blew by his side, wherever he went, the Yin Qi dodged.

In the sound of ‘呯’, something seemed to be photographed on the body of the corpse.

The voice instantly broke the phantom curse, and the old Taoist who was about to explode only felt a flower in front of him, and then a figure had been blocked in front of his body.

He was affected by the Yin Qi, and his reaction became a little slow. After blinking his eyes several times, he could not help but let out a cry of horror as if he had clearly seen the person in front of him:

"Qing Xiao..."

Under this urgency, Qi and blood surged, and the Qi and blood that hadn't calmed down began to collide again.

The old Taoist was so anxious that his eyes were red at the moment, but he understood Song Changqing's previous feelings, and a staggered step appeared beside her:

"you…"

As soon as he spoke, his eyes widened, his head was cut off by others, and he couldn't speak for a long while in extreme shock.

‘Ho—’

The corpse that just crawled out of the deck was choked by Song Qingxiao, UU reading www.uukanshu. The body of com has been lifted up.

The overbearing and extraordinary ice spirit power gushes from her palm, instantly freezing the rot liquid on her body like slipping slime.

The Yin Qi that he vomited was blocked by the white mist, its movements slowed down, and it slowly lifted up, as if it wanted to scratch her arm.

However, the ice and snow spread around its neck, spreading to its arms and wrists at an extremely rapid speed, and finally frozen its raised long claws about half the length of her palm, completely frozen.

Song Qing's small hand seemed to be just a light pinch, ‘Bang Choke—’

In the crisp sound, the neck of the frozen corpse was pinched by her.

Under the action of the ice element's spiritual power, the body of the corpse was instantly torn, and with a bang, it turned into powder and fell.

The flying black lines on the ground saw the corpse die, and immediately wrapped around her feet.

Her toes stepped forward slightly, and Han Bing immediately blocked the deck, Song Qingxiao reached out and grabbed the black air—

Just as the sound of the silk and silk being torn apart, a large number of black lines were grasped by her palms amid the screams of countless ghosts and ghosts.

The other black energy was crushed by the ice and snow, and as the soles of her feet landed, the ice crystals cracked.

Amid the sound of ‘cang clang’, the ice and snow swept away all the yin air.

The remaining evil spirit seemed to know that she was not easy to provoke, and ‘swish’ retracted under the deck.

‘Swish—’

The black air that was originally spreading around seemed to know good or bad, but it dissipated in the blink of an eye, and the water curtain that was about to encircle the cabin once again turned into river water, and the ‘wow’ fell like a pouring rain.

"…what…"

Everyone who was so frightened that the ghosts and wolves were screaming were splashed by the gloomy river water. Suddenly, a violent spirit woke up one after another.