I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Mr. Wu would never have thought that I still have a second level of magic circle waiting for him here, which is absolutely foolproof.

As soon as Mr. Wu ran to the edge of the magic circle, he was bounced back. Before he could get up, my giant spirit sword was activated. A huge ice sword was laid out in mid-air, and it was directed towards Wu. The gentleman chopped it down.

At the critical moment of life and death, Mr. Wu desperately made the final blow, and the magic sword in his hand erupted with the last remaining power, colliding with the giant spirit sword.

Then there was a muffled groan, and Mr. Wu spat out a large mouthful of blood. He flew backwards and hit the newly raised barrier again.

At this time, under my urging, my blood refining ball flew in the direction of Mr. Wu, and soon hit him. Countless red blood streaks spread out, quickly covering Mr. Wu's body. All wrapped up.

The blood that flowed out of the corner of Mr. Wu's mouth was swallowed up by the blood refining ball without even dripping to the ground.

Seeing Mr. Wu trapped by the blood refining ball, the three of us walked to his side.

It must be very painful to have your cultivation and energy swallowed up by the blood refining ball. Mr. Wu kept rolling and struggling on the ground, but he was still unable to break free from the shackles of the blood refining ball.

He turned his head and glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest, and said painfully: "You, a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, are not good people either... You actually hang out with evil cultivators who have blood refining balls. My grandfather will definitely not let you go. of……"

"Who said my brother is an evil cultivator? He is a member of the special team, and the blood refining ball was issued by the special team." The sloppy Taoist priest said brazenly.

This is just to fool outsiders. The special team will only give me blood refining balls when they are full and strong.

"Stop now. There is still room for discussion on this matter, otherwise our Wu family will never let you go..." Mr. Wu threatened again.

"It's already this time, and you still dare to talk so shamelessly. The more you act like this, the more the Taoist master won't give up. What can you do to me?" the sloppy Taoist priest said angrily.

But after hearing what he said, I couldn't help but feel a little scrupulous. I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest and said, "Luo Laoliu, this guy is right. Anyway, his grandfather was also a former Qingcheng Mountain elder. We have to kill him." What should we do if his grandfather troubles us?"

"Wu Laoliu, why are you getting less and less courageous? This guy is using Qingcheng Mountain's magic to harm innocent people. This is a taboo no matter which sect you are in. Even if you don't kill him on the spot, you still have to do it. After being deprived of their cultivation and expelled from the school, we are cleaning up the family for Qingcheng Mountain. Don’t worry, it’s Sichuan Province here, and Yue Qiang is here. If they dare to trouble us, we will ask Brother Qiang to come and help us get justice. ." The sloppy Taoist priest has always been arrogant and has not yet thought of the seriousness of this matter.

His grandfather was the previous elder of Qingcheng Mountain. If we really killed his grandson, he would definitely not let us go.

After all, since others are no longer in Qingcheng Mountain, there is no need to abide by the rules of Qingcheng Mountain.

The sloppy Taoist priest insisted, and I didn't say anything more. It wasn't until the blood-refining ball had absorbed almost all of his cultivation that I took the blood-refining ball back.

At this time, Mr. Wu had been tortured to the point where he was no longer human. He was lying on the ground breathing heavily. He was basically a useless person.

However, the sloppy Taoist priest still had no intention of letting him go. He walked straight to him and pressed his magic sword against his throat: "Old man, you must have made a lot of dirty money with your tricks before. Hand over the money. Spare your life."

Mr. Wu raised his head and glanced at the slovenly Taoist priest, then closed his eyes directly, his heart was filled with despair: "Kill if you want, stop talking nonsense, I have been drained of all my cultivation by you, and you actually used blood refining balls to deal with me. , my grandpa and the others will definitely not let you go."

"You still have a tough mouth. I'm warning you. You won't give it to me yourself. Just don't beg me for it later!" As he said that, the sloppy Taoist priest took out a Nine-turn Bone-Scraping Pill and opened it. The gentleman's mouth was stuffed directly into it.

Then he quickly activated the spell.

Mr. Wu was already determined to die and was too lazy to move.

But that doesn't mean that if he doesn't move, he won't be tortured.

There are really not many people who can resist this Nine-turn Bone Scraping Pill. Last time in the wilderness, the white-haired old man was the one who suffered the most. He was also the most cruel person I have ever seen. He even had diarrhea like that. Yes, I can still hold on for five minutes.

I don’t know how long Mr. Wu can hold on.

While I was thinking about this, Mr. Wu, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. First, the muscles on his face kept trembling, then his expression became distorted, and then his body also fell to the ground. The pain was rolling, and after another half a minute, Mr. Wu let out a miserable howl like a slaughtered pig.

"It's not that I won't give you a chance. You're useless. Just bear with it." The sloppy Taoist priest chuckled.

Two minutes later, Mr. Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore. The cold sweat on his body was so painful that his clothes were soaked through. He lay directly on the ground and kowtowed to the sloppy Taoist priest: "Please, give it to me." Have a good time, don’t torture me...it hurts too much..."

"I still like your unruly look just now. Please adjust your mood and say it again, will you give me the money you have?" The sloppy Taoist squatted down.

"I'll give it... I'll give it..." Mr. Wu tremblingly took out a bank card from his body and handed it to the sloppy Taoist priest.

The sloppy Taoist priest took it over unceremoniously and asked, "Where's the password?"

"password is……"

"How much is in it?"

"Thirty million..." Mr. Wu said with difficulty.

The sloppy Taoist priest nodded and stopped using the Nine Turns Bone Scraping Pill again.

Mr. Wu let out a long breath and fell directly to the ground. There was no movement. He had reached the limit of his body's endurance and fainted.

"Luo Laoliu, we are in trouble, run away quickly." I urged.

"Don't worry, there's still one person left to deal with." The sloppy Taoist priest said and looked in the direction of the villa.

We saw Guo Yuanbao's bloated body and ran towards the villa.

This damn fat man almost killed Zhou Kunyan. He must be cleaned up, otherwise he will lose his memory.

At that moment, the three of us ran towards the villa.

Guo Yuanbao ran straight towards the backyard, but he didn't run very fast. I stopped him in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Guo Yuanbao trembled in fright, took two steps back, and said in horror: "What are you going to do...it's against the law to hit someone..."

"Guo, you almost killed Miss Zhou. We were sent by her. Since you want her life, she also wants your life. What do you think we should do?" The sloppy Taoist shook his head. The magic sword in hand.