Daughter-in-law

Chapter 659 The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain

Feeling that the strength in my body is stronger than before, I couldn't help but feel happy.

It seems that this battle has actually gained a lot of benefits.

Although the soul of that guy is very weak, it is the soul of an ancient great witch after all, so swallowing that guy has restored my strength a lot, this is a profit!
boom!
Just when I was secretly happy, the soil under my feet suddenly flew up, and a black shadow rushed out of the ground and landed not far in front of me.

The splashed mud fell all over me.

Looking up, I saw the little guy standing in front, and he was holding the huge blood-eyed centipede in his hand.

At this time, the blood-eyed centipede had long since lost its prestige at the beginning, but was pulled by the little guy motionless, its head smashed to pieces.

Because the blood-eyed centipede's body is too long, half of its body remains underground.

The little guy threw the centipede to the ground casually, clapped his hands, and looked relaxed.

I patted the dirt on my head a little annoyed, and walked up to the centipede to take a look.

The spirit in the centipede's body is gone, so it must have been swallowed by the little guy.

Those things are also good supplements for the little guy, and of course he won't let it go.

On the other side, there were muffled noises from the battlefield between Duanmuqing and Lao Dao, and after a while, both of them came over, and the colorful poisonous spider should have been dealt with by them.

"What happened to the wizard's ghost?" I asked Lao Dao and Duan Muqing who came over.

The old Taoist said with a smile: "Boss, you can rest assured, I am here with the old Taoist, that thing can't escape, I have already caught it, this kind of ancient soul witch is extremely rare, wait for the old Taoist to gradually refine him. "

I looked at the excited old man. As Zhong Kui, his strength in hand-to-hand combat may be a little weaker, but his ability to deal with ghosts is very powerful.

Although that thing is the soul of an ancient wizard, it is a remnant soul after all, and it is very easy for a veteran to deal with it.

Boom, boom!
At this time, there were several thunderclaps from the depths of the forest.

The old man turned his head and took a look, and asked me curiously, "What is that?"

"It's Chen Zheng, they are dealing with a remnant soul."

At this time, the sound of fighting in the forest still kept coming, and we hurried over.

There was a clearing in the forest ahead, and there were two people standing beside the clearing.

One we all know, none other than Chen Zheng.

The other is an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair, wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a lotus crown on his head.

At this time, four apricot-yellow triangular flags were planted on the ground in front of the two of them, and the remnant soul of the wizard who escaped from the moth's body was trapped within the range of these four flags.

No matter which way he rushed, there would always be a bright yellow light shining, blocking its way.

The remnant soul seemed to be very afraid of that yellow light, and didn't dare to rush forward at all.

At this time, Chen Zheng pinched the Jue with his hands, and thunder and lightning fell indefinitely, hitting the remnant soul.

Trapped in the formation, the remnant soul dodging left and right looked extremely embarrassed, and was struck by falling lightning from time to time, his figure had already dimmed a lot.

I took another look at the old Taoist priest.

Although his beard and hair are white, there are no wrinkles on that face, and it is extremely rosy. He holds a sword in his hand, which is exactly the blue dagger I saw just now.

Looking at this old Taoist priest, I couldn't help but feel a stagnation in my heart. I can feel that he is very powerful.
The old Taoist glanced at me, nodded with a smile, I smiled at him too, and stood beside him.

I can see that this old Taoist priest is very powerful, and it is easy for him to deal with the remnant soul. Now he deliberately did not make a move in this scene, as if he was giving Chen Zheng a hand.

"Okay, it's fun to practice, let me kill this thing."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and the dagger suddenly emitted a cyan light, moving towards the remnant soul.

The speed of the short sword was very fast, and it came to the remnant soul almost in the blink of an eye, and then streaks of sword light appeared in the sky, making people dazzled.

The next moment, the sword light disappeared, and the remnant soul was completely smashed by the sword light, and disappeared.

"Humph!"

Looking at all this, the little guy snorted dissatisfiedly with a stern face.

I glanced at the little guy and couldn't help but smiled wryly.

What a waste, what a waste.

You must know that this remnant soul can restore a lot of strength no matter whether it is me or the little guy who swallowed it, but now this old man has been smashed directly, it is simply violent!

Both the little guy and I were slandering the old Taoist priest, but he didn't know it, so he waved his hand and took the dagger back.

The sword light flashed, hid into his sleeve, and disappeared.

Seeing this situation, the corners of my eyes twitched.

This old Taoist priest is not simple. The mysterious aura about him actually makes me feel a faint sense of oppression.

Even the little guy who has always been fearless has become much quieter now, and involuntarily falls to the back, as if he wants to stay away from this old way.

What is the origin of this old way!
"That...Li...Brother Li, why did you come in here? Fortunately, Patriarch Kurong sensed the movement here and found you."

At this moment, Chen Zheng came over, looked at me and asked.

I told him about what happened in the town, and after hearing that, Chen Zheng cursed his mother and said, "Damn, we've been wandering around in the deep mountains and old forests for a few days, but we still haven't found those things. Where the ancient Miao people are."

I took a look at Chen Zheng, the guy's clothes were wrinkled and dusty, his head was messed up like a bird's nest, and his beard was unshaven. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot during the past few days in the mountains.

"This is?" I ignored Chen Zheng who was cursing and venting his anger, but looked at the old Taoist priest.

This old Taoist priest is worthy of my politeness no matter the aura he reveals or the ability to hold a sword in one hand.

After all, he has strength, no matter where he is, he must maintain a minimum of respect for the strong.

"Oh, I almost forgot, this is the Taoist Master Ku Rong of Longhu Mountain. He was a friend of the same generation as my master's master back then. In terms of seniority, I also want to call him Patriarch." Chen Zheng hurriedly introduced to me respectfully.

Hearing his words, I couldn't help being taken aback, wondering if this guy had made a mistake.

His master's master's friend of the same generation is three generations behind him, how big is this old man!
"Pindao is 130 years old this year, and he has been practicing in the back of Longhu Mountain."

The old Taoist seemed to see my doubts, looked at me with a smile and said.

(End of this chapter)