"It's An Shusheng!"

Xiao Qingman's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the flying sword behind him buzzed and trembled.

Wang Xuan also reached out and took out the bow and arrow from his back.

Although he didn't know what the demon was doing, the tattoo of the three-eyed Taoist was slowly moving, giving him an indescribable feeling of palpitations. It would be better to test it from a distance first.

"Wait a moment……"

Li Shouxin quickly stopped everyone, "Don't do anything yet!"

He stared straight ahead and said solemnly: "That is the magic of stabbing gods, a secret technique of Buddhist sect. The monks of that sect often stab the king of heaven and the asura picture in the back to obtain magical powers. The folk tattoo technique of sealing ghosts also comes from this.

.”

"No wonder An Shusheng wanted a blood sacrifice. It turned out that he wanted to resurrect the evil god Yi Xuan and use the divine stabbing technique to bless his body, thus resolving a disaster..."

Wang Xuan suddenly understood, "What the Taoist Master said is that instead of dealing with the unknown demon, it is better to deal with this demonic way, which will give you greater confidence."

"That's right."

Li Shouxin seemed to be relieved, "The magic of stabbing the gods is no small matter. Once successful, it will be difficult for the evil god to leave his skin. This mysterious plan was unexpectedly plotted by others."

Everyone also saw the clues at this moment.

Although An Shusheng had his back turned to them, he was shaking and sweating profusely and ignored their arrival, as if he was enduring great pain.

The three-eyed Taoist tattoo on his back was vividly displayed, and his eyes were glowing with red blood. They were also twisting and struggling, as if they were about to break out of his body.

"What if this demon's strength increases greatly and escapes?" Xiao Qingman clenched her fists fiercely and gritted her teeth.

"Trapped him first!"

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please use whatever means you have."

Li Chunniang nodded and took a step forward. The three incense sticks in her hand ignited spontaneously without wind, and she pinched the magic formula at the same time: "The Five Immortals have an incense hall, and the hall is dedicated to the Five Immortals. Li Chunniang, the eleventh generation disciple, respectfully invites Brother Chang to come up!"

After saying that, he suddenly turned into cold snake eyes, the corners of his mouth cracked in an astonishing arc, and his voice turned into a man's: "Hiss... this thing is difficult to deal with."

Then he patted the gourd behind his back, and a large amount of cold white mist spewed out from his mouth, which condensed but never dispersed. It was wrapped with thousands of silver needles spilled from the gourd, and snaked out like a giant python, coiling around An Shusheng in a snake formation.

.

Squeak!

The rats in the hole suddenly went crazy and surged out to attack the Ice Mist Silver Needle Snake Formation, but as soon as they touched it, they froze into lumps of ice and fell to the ground.

Chang Sange, who was on Li Chunniang's body, sneered: "Hiss... My cold energy has been refined for a hundred years. No matter how many rats bite it, it can't be broken. Hiss... However, it can only freeze that person in an instant."

"Wuxiantang is a good trick."

Li Laodao sighed in admiration, then jumped up. When he landed, there were five small bronze swords in his hand. He inserted them into the ground with a ding ding ding, and attached talismans to each of them, connected by red threads.

Buzz buzz!

The five small bronze swords vibrated at the same time, with the same frequency.

Oddly enough, once the formation was completed, the rats seemed completely invisible, and they were so anxious that they ran around like crazy, and soon they were crawling everywhere.

Chen Qiong kicked the rat away with his kick and frowned: "It is rumored that An Shusheng was reincarnated as a demon rat. Now it seems that it is probably true."

Xiao Qingman took a deep breath, her eyes full of resentment: "That's not the case. He is the son of my uncle. He was stolen by his enemies when he was a child and thrown into the ditch. He somehow survived and learned to communicate with rats."

"My uncle has been searching for him for more than 20 years. He is almost crazy. When he found him, he had become an evil cultivator and was being hunted by the Taiyin Sect. My uncle rescued him and brought him back to the sect. Who knew he was secretly poisoned?

…”

At this point, she clenched her fists tightly and found it difficult to continue talking.

Chen Qiong opened her mouth and sighed speechlessly.

Although Wang Xuan was surprised by Demon Dao's life experience, he had other things on his mind.

When dealing with zombies outside, the military array is very powerful, but after entering the Yin Temple, everything is very passive. Whether it is exploration, trapping enemies, or information analysis, you have to rely on Jingyao Division.

The method of military cultivation is too single. In those large legions, there are naturally a variety of talents gathered, but since I started from scratch, Yong'an is located in a remote place, so I can only find other methods.

No matter how powerful the Heavenly Way deduction board is, it still needs the secret skills.

It seems that from now on, I will inevitably have to deal with people in the world...

…

Just as everyone was preparing, something strange happened on An Shusheng's side.

I saw blood gushing from the Taoist tattoo on his back. At the same time, An Shusheng's fat body began to slowly shrink, and his whole person became thinner.

Li Laodao's eyes flashed with light, "He has succeeded. He is using his own flesh and blood to support him. Take action!"

boom!

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Chunniang pressed the magic formula.

I saw the giant white cold mist python suddenly opened its mouth and enveloped An Shusheng. With a crack, the ice condensed, forming an ice lump more than half a meter thick.

At the same time, the thousands of silver needles were all piercing his body, like a giant python wrapped around him, constantly tightening.

This is simply the ultimate torture. Imagine being frozen in the ice and being pricked by thousands of needles. Even a monk who refines his energy and refines his energy cannot bear it.

However, what they saw in front of them surprised everyone.

The silver needle was unable to pierce An Shusheng's skin, and it began to twist and crack in the ice.

"Don't even think about it!"

The eyes of Brother Chang on Li Chunniang were filled with murderous intent, and he sprayed out a stream of cold mist again, trying to strengthen the ice.

However it was too late.

boom!

The ice cubes exploded and shattered ice flew everywhere.

The strange thing is that when those broken ice blocks passed over the formation set up by Li Laodao, they were blocked by some kind of force and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The spell was broken, and Li Chunniang spat out blood. Fortunately, Brother Chang from the Immortal Family was still there, and she drew out the soft sword from her waist with a clang to be on guard.

Li Laodao quickly squeezed the magic formula and said in a deep voice: "The magic of stabbing is really extraordinary. I'm afraid Pindao won't be trapped in the Five Elements Formation for long. Everyone, copy it!"

Everyone was on guard after hearing this.

This is the case in the battles between rivers and lakes. Each school's spells are complicated and strange. Some can have a fatal effect, while others are restrained by others.

"Hehe...hahaha..."

In the formation arranged by Li Laodao, An Shusheng stood up slowly, his neck cracked and twisted a few times strangely, he turned back and looked at everyone with a smile: "To deal with the old zombie or me, you can only choose one. It seems like

, I made the right bet.”

"An Shusheng!"

Xiao Qingman's eyes were full of resentment, and her sword fingers were focused. The flying sword behind her buzzed and trembled, as if it was about to explode at any time.

An Shusheng threw a peanut into his mouth with a smile, chewed it and said with a smile: "Disciple of the old Taoist nun, you should thank me for getting the flying sword. Otherwise, with your qualifications... tsk tsk, Lu Lu Qizhi

You haven't learned the art yet, how many swords can you use?"

Seeing that Xiao Qingman was about to explode, Wang Xuan snorted coldly: "Don't be distracted by him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Shusheng chuckled, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the tattoo spread up with a strange black and red light, and he waved forward casually.

Bang bang bang!

With several consecutive explosions, the talisman sword laid out by Li Laodao instantly shattered.

Before anyone could react, a ghostly black shadow rushed towards them with strange laughter.

So fast!

Wang Xuan's pupils shrank, he put down the bow and arrow in his hand and at the same time hooked his toes, the rotten silver gun flew up immediately, and was held in his hand. The shadow of the gun was like rain in an instant.

Everyone attacked An Shusheng with their weapons at the same time.

But this guy was much faster than the Wu brothers. First he bent down to avoid Ugly Buddha's giant axe, and then spun around to avoid Chen Qiong's sword.

He did not attack Wang Xuan, but turned around and pounced on Li Chunniang.

In mid-air, the tattoo on his back was bleeding profusely. An Shusheng also stretched out his right hand, with black nails like a zombie, black mist billowing from his palm, and he grabbed Li Chunniang's head.

Wang Xuan snorted coldly, his fighting spirit aroused, and he used two special skills to attack at the same time. The rotten silver gun speeded up instantly and stabbed An Shusheng in the back with a loud bang.

This guy has his back turned to him, just looking for a fight!

However, the moment the spear tip struck, Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat.
Chapter completed!