dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Chen Daji's words were full of confidence, but it made the malarial ghost feel guilty.

Who is Chen Fu, how come he has never heard of it? !

However, Taoism has always been low-key, and it can be described as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Dare to hold the magic weapon and fight his father desperately... Could it be that the bastard in front of him is the illegitimate son of some Taoist ancestor? ! !

Those who have no ability and rely on their family background to dare to be arrogant will immediately become "slugs" when they encounter an existence that is similar to or even far beyond their own family background.

Even humbler than a slug.

The malaria ghost begged for peace while enduring the burning pain.

"Boy... brother, I think there is some misunderstanding between us?!"

"Please let me go first... let me go first, and make it clear before you can act. It will also avoid unnecessary conflicts!"

"Misunderstanding? I misunderstood your uncle!" Chen Dage hit harder when he heard this.

"What were you thinking when you bullied grandma and grandma and slapped my wife?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I must slap you nine hundred times today!"

While speaking, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow fell down hard again with a strong wind.

At the same time, he did not forget to tell the Wu Ran soldiers and horses who locked the malarial ghost.

"Brothers, if you work hard, you can hold this water monkey."

"Don't let it break free and scratch my face!"

"When we go back, let's treat everyone to dinner, and there's enough wine and meat!"

Wu Ran's soldiers and horses couldn't bear the arrogance of malarial ghosts, so now they can't wait for someone to help them vent their anger.

Hearing this, he drove the war horse to tighten the soul lock again, as if to dismember the malarial ghost by five horses.

"Major General, you can use the torture without worry, we will never relax!"

"Okay!" Chen Dage has always been crazy, and he played harder after receiving an affirmative answer.

In a very short period of time, Chen Dage slapped the malarial ghost more than 90 times.

"98, 99, one hundred..."

"One hundred...one hundred...one...two..."

Although the malaria ghost was in unbearable pain, and even his entire face was deformed, he still knew the basic count.

After finally making it to [-] beats, why did you start all over again? !

Wouldn't this go on endlessly? !

He wanted to speak out to remind him, but every time he tried to speak, Daxia Longque slapped him hard.

For a while, I couldn't make any sound except howling...

On the other side, Taifeng, who didn't want to fight Hua Jiunan with all his strength, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Emperor Zhuanxu handed over the three most unworthy sons to him to protect, but he couldn't just watch them suffer.

Otherwise, wouldn't he live up to the trust of the emperor.

"Sir, I will finally offend you!"

Yan Bi's whole body turned into a stream of light, and after breaking away from Tianlei, he punched Hua Jiunan's chest heavily.

As mentioned earlier: Taifeng didn't know that Hua Jiunan hadn't awakened yet, so he used [-]% of his strength in this punch.

He didn't want to hurt the enemy, but he just wanted to drive Hua Jiu back with one blow and rescue the malaria ghost Jie.

Although Hua Jiunan was already very careful, the gap in strength between him and the ancient god Taifeng was too great.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, he hurriedly recited the "Liu Ding Liu Jia" protective mantra silently.

There was only a loud bang: Taifeng's fist emitting strange light, after breaking up the light formed by the spell, landed heavily on Hua Jiunan's chest.

Hua Jiu felt as if struck by lightning, and after a short pause, he staggered back with a muffled grunt.

Immediately, I only felt a sweetness in my throat, and golden blood overflowed from the corner of my mouth.

In order to prevent the enemy from discovering his special blood, he hastily endured the pain and raised his hand to wipe it.

Taifeng didn't expect that he would hurt Hua Jiunan without using all his strength, instead he froze in place for a while and didn't move.

Chen Dage, who was the closest, was also stunned for a moment, but then he yelled and charged towards him with a big Xia dragonfinch.

"Oh shit, if you dare to hit our boss, I will fight with you!"

At the same time, Chang Huaiyuan was furious.

Hearing the dragon's chant soaring into the sky, Chang Huaiyuan's white robe swelled and rattled.

After raising his hand to blast away the sprites, he let out a cold snort and flew towards the ancient god Taifeng.

"Whoever dares to hurt my little gentleman, die!"

Knowing that the opponent is strong, Lord Long has even quietly launched his own secret killing technique: no return!

Chen Daji and Chang Huaiyuan are fast, but there is one person who is faster than them!

Xiao Wuxin, who had been following Hua Jiunan closely like a shadow, immediately changed his face when he saw that he was injured.

"Nan, Nanmo Amitabha, benefactor, you shouldn't hurt my brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the half bronze mask hanging on his chest fell onto the little guy's face with a pop.

The Sutra of Buddha's Suppressing Demons, which has become weaker and weaker, is looming.