Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 759 Killer
Holding the picture in his hand, the little Taoist was disdainful and complacent, mocking Wang Jiarui for being vulnerable. He didn't expect Wang Maosong, who was eating melons next to him, to be so quick. He didn't have time to turn his hand holding the picture, so he turned the picture to point at Wang Maosong, Wang Maosong It has already come to him.

There was only a pop, and the picture of the little Taoist priest was pierced by the blast gun, and the spider pattern on it also stopped.

"what?"

The little Taoist didn't know Wang Maosong, and he didn't expect this person to be so fast. When he reacted, his trump card was finished.

The little Taoist was dumbfounded, took a step back, held the scroll with a hole in his hand, looked down and looked up again, with his mouth open in disbelief.

Wang Maosong kept on stepping, and once again stabbed the little Taoist's throat with the blast gun.

Only then did the little Taoist react, seeing that the point of the spear was about to stab him, he hurriedly took a step back, opened the book of evil spirits, and emitted a burst of black air.

Seeing the evil spirit coming, Wang Maosong took it easy, fearing the fire, took a step back, raised the Songyang lantern, and opened his mouth with a big fireball.

With a bang, the fireball collided with the black air, and the black air was ignited to become a bigger fireball.

Wang Maosong kept on stepping, causing the Gale Spear to stab again, and once again took the little Taoist priest by the throat.

Seeing Wang Maosong using the lamp, the little Taoist lit a lamp himself, and at the same time took a step back to avoid the sharp edge.

Wang Maosong pierced the air, and instead of continuing to pursue, he took a step back, waiting to see what happened to the little Taoist's lamp.

As a result, the lamp just burned without any change, but there was some smell of burning pig hair in the air.

Wang Maosong frowned and became vigilant, but it was too late.

He only felt that his eyes were blurred, and he fell down.

Seeing this, the old Taoist was very proud. He smiled at the young Taoist, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Tie them all to the lobby."

The four of them were tied up in the lobby, and when they woke up one after another, they found that they and the teacher were tied to chairs and could not move.

The little Taoist pointed to Wang Hongda and asked the old Taoist, "What about this man?"

The old Taoist looked at Wang Hongda, sneered, and said, "There are some treasures that glow green on this person, they are very powerful, if we kill him, those things will come out naturally."

"teacher!"

Wang Xuesong and the others became anxious when they heard the old Taoist's words, and called Wang Hongda at the top of their voices, "Teacher!"

As a result, Wang Hongda was really woken up.

"I thought you couldn't find something strange about this place."

Wang Hongda opened his eyes, raised his head, and said to Wang Xuesong and others with a calm expression.

Wang Xuesong and others all showed joy on their faces: "Great, the teacher is awake!"

The old Taoist and the young Taoist were startled, stepped back in doubt, looked at Wang Hongda, and said in surprise, "Why did you wake up?"

Wang Hongda curled his lips: "It's just a little bit of spider venom, why can't I wake up?"

The little Taoist was the first to react, picked up the evil spirit book and blew black air on Wang Hongda.

Wang Hongda's hands and feet were tied with ropes, a green light appeared above his head, and a precious birth clock appeared. Covering himself, the evil spirit could not come in.

Seeing this, Wang Xuesong smiled at the spider spirits: "Even if my teacher is tied hands and feet to the chair, you are no match for him!"

The little Taoist saw that the evil spirit book was ineffective, so he lit the enchanting lamp, and green smoke curled up, spreading in the dark lobby.

Wang Xuesong and the others smelled it and fell into a coma again.

But Wang Hongda in the green light was safe and sound, watching the little Taoist perform with a smile.

Seeing that Wang Hongda was unharmed, the little Taoist sighed, stepped aside, and left the stage to his master.

The old Taoist walked to the middle of the hall, looked at Wang Hongda who was covered in green light, and said, "Don't think that I can't do anything to you if you are in that green light."

Wang Hongda tilted his head, with a serious face, and asked the old Taoist priest, "Where are the original people here?"

The old Taoist laughed, as if rubbing dry old tree bark, and replied, "Guess, where did my human skin come from?"

"you!"

Wang Hongda's temples were swollen and he struggled hard, but he was tied up with a rope and could not move.

The old Taoist laughed again, took out a red blanket, aimed at Wang Hongda, and threw it over.

Wang Hongda looked up and saw that it was a cover with orange-red flames mixed with some sharp spider silk that was not afraid of fire. If it was wrapped, it would either be burned to death by the flame or be cut into pieces by the spider silk. .

So Wang Hongda chose to slip away, his body turned into a green light, and was sucked in by Bao Shengzhong.

The cloud of fire fell on the chair that Wang Hongda was sitting on, and the chair was instantly burned to ashes without even a puff of smoke rising.

The old Taoist smiled, thinking that Wang Hongda had been tricked, and proudly put away the fire cloud cover.

The little Taoist came up cautiously, wanting to see if the green baby was exposed, but in the ashes of the chair on the ground, there was only a bell the size of a fist.

The little Taoist turned around and shook his head at the old Taoist.

When he turned his head, Baosheng Clock was already flying.

boom!
The head of the little Taoist priest was smashed, and he fell to the ground and passed out on the spot.

The Bao Sheng Zhong was suspended in the air, spit out a green light, Wang Hongda fell down, intact, his hands and feet were freed.

Seeing this, the old Taoist opened the fire cloud cover again, covering Wang Hongda.

This time Wang Hongda didn't run away, but made Bao Shengzhong hover above his head, and sucked fiercely at the fire cloud cover.

The flames were sucked into the precious life clock to nourish the fire seeds inside, and the flames on the fire cloud cover were extinguished, and the Dao power was consumed and fell to the ground.

"what?"

The old Taoist didn't expect things to turn out like this. He put away the fire cloud cover, angrily, and took out a Xun.

It's a perforated, egg-shaped pottery that blows softly.

The sobbing sound was like the cry of an old woman who had lost her only son in the dark. Wang Hongda lost his mind when he heard it, and shed tears on the spot.

Then, a strong heartache hit, not a psychological feeling, but a physical heartache, which made Wang Hongda's limbs weak, and he knelt down while clutching his chest.

The old Taoist put down the xun, picked up the fire cloud cover, and covered Wang Hongda, who was kneeling on the ground and lost his will to fight.

However, just as the old Taoist lifted up the fire cloud cover, he saw Wang Hongda who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head, and sneered at him.

"Ok?"

The old Taoist was puzzled, but he didn't stop, and the fire cloud cover still covered Wang Hongda.

But Wang Hongda stomped his feet, and Bao Sheng Zhong flew out, covering the weightless fire cloud and flying out.

The fire cloud cover fell in the distance, Wang Hongda stood up, looked at the old Taoist priest, there was no trace of sadness in his eyes.

The old Taoist didn't believe what he was seeing. He shook his head again and again, pointed at Wang Hongda and stepped back, and said, "How is it possible? You mortals have seven emotions and six desires. How could you possibly get out of sorrow?"

Wang Hongda curled his lips, and didn't answer the doubts in the old Taoist's heart, but just said to himself: "The sorrow and the devil can't do anything about it, so you just blow a Xun, and you think I can't stand it?"

Seeing that the xun was ineffective, the old Taoist could only change a magic weapon, and took out a shiny silver pot, which didn't look like something from the traditional culture of the mainland, but more like a god from the West, and a fable. The lights are very similar.

(End of this chapter)