The evil Rakshasa demon didn't even notice the little spark that the deaf mother-in-law released.
She still held Wu Xin in a stern tone and confronted everyone.
"Don't even come here!"
"I warn you all not to move, or I will strangle this little monk to death immediately!"
In the cave of Hinoki Mountain, the old alchemist who was casting spells to drive away the Rakshasa evil spirits suddenly felt frightened.
It feels like an ordinary person wakes up and finds himself sleeping on the edge of a cliff with half of his body hanging outside.
"No! An expert has cast a powerful spell to kill me!"
How dare the old alchemist neglect his life when his life is at stake.
The copper bell in his hand shook even faster, and an afterimage appeared faintly.
Then he suddenly slapped his palm on the incense table in front of him.
The blood-red skull on the incense table immediately rose into the air, its upper and lower jaws shook rapidly, and its pitch-black teeth collided with each other, making a clicking sound.
However, these are far from enough to break Wuyu Wuzhu's curse.
The old alchemist bit off the root of his left little finger with a bang, causing blood to flow profusely.
He endured the severe pain, and with a popping sound, he quickly chewed the severed finger into bone and meat, and sprayed it hard at the blood-red skull in the air.
“Fang Fang Fang Fang, Dao Dao Dao, Fang Dao Dao, there is something mysterious in the Fang Dao.”
"There is Penglai in the fairy mountains overseas. The yin and yang are hanging side by side, so there is no illness or sorrow."
"break!"
As the spell was completed, the blood-red skeleton smiled strangely, flew in the cave for a week, and disappeared with a swish.
He appeared again, already in the small courtyard, and suddenly collided with the big curse "Grene of the Bone" issued by the deaf mother-in-law.
There was no loud bang, no light or fire.
The two seemed to melt into each other instantly and just disappear.
But when the spells kill each other, the person who performs the spells will not feel comfortable:
The deaf mother-in-law groaned, and a faint trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth;
The elderly alchemist will be in misfortune if he calculates mentally but not carefully:
Only a tiny spark appeared in the cave, like catkins in the wind, fluttering and about to fall on him.
When the killing technique approached, the old alchemist didn't care much and hurriedly grabbed it with his left hand that had lost his little finger.
At the same time, he recited loudly: "There are thousands of ghosts and gods in the square road. The big-eyed ghost king quickly protects me!"
The palm of his hand came into contact with the spark, and a heartbreaking pain hit him.
The old man screamed and fell to the ground, rolling and wailing with his left hand in his arms.
"oily!"
"Pour me with corpse oil quickly! Hurry!"
All of this happened in a blink of an eye.
Although Li Jinlong didn't understand what happened, he didn't dare to disobey his ancestors' orders.
He immediately grabbed a large jar of corpse oil and poured it over.
The pungent rotten stench filled the air, and the old alchemist was drenched all over his face.
The old alchemist screamed in pain and cursed at Li Jinlong.
"Where are you pouring it, you idiot? Hurry and pour the corpse oil on my hand, ancestor!"
As the saying goes, "It is better to seek help from others than from yourself."
Seeing Li Jinlong dumbfounded, the old alchemist endured the severe pain and staggered up, walking to the largest black clay pot.
He suddenly stretched out his left hand completely.
The corpse oil in the clay pot suddenly seemed to be boiling, with foul-smelling bubbles popping out.
This method really works:
After a while, the old alchemist finally felt that the pain was no longer there, but when he took his hand out of the clay pot, he suddenly became dumbfounded:
The entire left hand has completely dried up, all flesh and blood has disappeared, leaving only a layer of black skin wrapping the bones.
Just like a dead branch that has been left in the desert for several years, it seems that it will break if touched.
After being stunned for a long time, the old alchemist let out an angry roar.
"Damn it, he's actually a witch!"
"There are actually shamans still alive in this world!"
My ancestor was furious, obviously having suffered a big loss in the fight just now.
Li Jinlong did not dare to speak and could only kneel on the ground and tremble.
After a while, the old alchemist finally calmed down a little.
He took out a green pill from his arms and placed it in the small copper tripod on the incense table.
"come here!"
Li Jinlong knew very well that his family members were so virtuous that there was no love and care at all.
He did not dare to disobey his ancestor at all, so he immediately walked closer in fear.
"Ancestor, you need me to do..."
Before he could finish speaking, the impatient old alchemist stretched out his hand like lightning and tore off Li Jinlong's left ear completely.
Amidst Li Jinlong's shrill howl, the old alchemist also put his ear into the small copper cauldron and pounded it into a ball of meat with a pestle.
Then he carefully applied the meat paste mixed with the elixir on his left hand.
While applying it, he said with disgust.
"You piece of trash actually fused with the Immortal Bone by chance."
"Now that you are no longer human, no ghost, no corpse, I don't know if your flesh and blood is still useful..."
"You are just as useless as your dead father!"
"Why didn't you die for your sister-in-law?!"
"Hehehe, your sister-in-law is really the best..."