Daoist has facial paralysis

The sky filled with fire talismans occupied the darkness under the River of Forgetfulness, and the big-headed beast with the body of a sheep and the teeth of a tiger squinted its empty eyes. It seemed that it was not used to the sudden light of the sky, and stretched out from its stomach to eat the tentacles of the evil spirits. After being taken back one by one, "Hey..." He let out a threatening growl, and the face of the man in a coat standing in front of him against the firelight showed a little more impatience.

A man in black following behind saw the monster and couldn't help exclaiming, "It's Taotie...an ancient spirit beast that died of gluttony, where is it?"

"Ho..." Taotie roared again, seeming to be full of hostility towards Dongxinan.

"..." Daoist Daoist of the Southwest was swept away by the fishy wind. He closed his eyes and sighed. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly smiled, with a kind and kind face on his face, "Spit out my people, don't make trouble."

The spirit beast Taotie showed a hint of doubt in his anger, opened his eyes a little, and the man in black hurried up to explain, how could the ancient spirit beast be stubborn?This big pervert is the same as the little pervert, lawless and endless, "Brother Tao, did you swallow a thin, tall, paralyzed face? He is not enough for you to stuff your teeth, you spit him out How about coming out?"

"Roar!" Taotie roared angrily and sprayed saliva all over the dragon's body, causing the deadly gluttonous beast to spit out. It is also the number one dragon in the world.

"I told you not to make trouble... Do you understand?" The kind and kind expression was gradually occupied by impatience. Eight ghost kings emerged from Dongxinan's body. come down."

Qingti ghost king Qiqi floated out of Wangchuan under the command, the ghost aura all over the Taoist priest's body dissipated, and the dragon corpse realized that he was not the Fengdu ghost prison where his soul left his body, but came in directly with his body? ... Can someone walk into Fengdu alive?Hades not to take care of it?

A certain dragon's concept of dragon life has been shaken, am I actually dreaming?Suo Longjing, wake me up quickly... I won't play anymore!There is a pervert living here who wants to go to the underworld and fight against the ancient spirit beast!

Dongxinan threw his coat to the face of the dragon corpse, "Go away..."

Dragon Corpse thought about how the Daoist of the Southwest fought with him. How could someone who could be scratched by him at that time beat the number one evil beast in ancient times, Taotie?He felt that he had seen the scene where the Taoist priest was crushed and then he suffered...

When the Taoist priest sacrificed the first talisman, Yama of the Ten Palaces in the depths of the underworld all opened their eyes.

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Watching the third stick of incense that the Daoist slammed the ancient beast... the dragon corpse knew that he was wrong.

He must have been joking last time when the East, West, and South fought each other. A single talisman was useless. Look at the ancient spirit beasts they are fighting against now. The sky is filled with talismans... Oh, oh, actually, this can’t be called a duel. This is called hanging and beating... Taoist priest—hanging and beating—ancient spirit beast.

Now if you tell it that the Daoist of the Southwest is the reincarnation of Avalokitesvara, the dragon corpse will readily accept it, no joke, and no one will offend Dongxinan (the numb smile eroded by the Taoist's lustful power).

When the fourth stick of incense passed by, Taotie spit out a young man with tears streaming down his face. Dongxinan glanced at the blood-stained man on the ground, raised his head and waved "kindly" to Taotie with a smile on his face.

The evil beast with its head swollen by the talisman lowered its head tremblingly, the Taoist priest slapped his nose and pulled it down, the international gangster Dong Daye officially launched, just the sound of his words makes people want to pee their pants, "Make my people like this... What do you think is the right compensation?"

Taotie's eyes widened in bewilderment but still terrified, isn't that enough?

"Do you know where the ancient cloud Gu book is?" Dongxi Nanbing asked with a face.

Taotie looked down, and hummed lightly, "Mmm..."

Dongxinan followed its eyes and looked at Zhou Yibei, his little nephew who was lying unconscious on the ground, clutching a dirty rag, the Taoist priest frowned, "That is the ancient book of cloud gu? "... If this little bastard really came to look for this thing.

Taotie groaned aggrieved again, although it is not very intelligent...but it vaguely remembered that the blood cloth in its stomach was a good thing, so it insisted on the four-pillar incense and did not spit it out. A few little things took away the treasure it hid in its stomach, and when it was two sticks of incense, it wanted to spit him out... and even got on the treasure in its own stomach, and the ancient evil beast licked itself distressedly.

"Uncle Master..." Zhou Yibei vaguely saw a familiar figure standing under the firelight all over the sky, and thought it was a hallucination... He called softly, and that person came over.

The Southwest Daoist held his nephew in his arms, looked at the dragon corpse coldly, and stretched out his hand.

Long Shi was stunned for a while, finally came to his senses, handed over the overcoat he was holding, and watched the Taoist priest wrap the naked young man with the clothes.

"Little bastard, this is starting to cause trouble for my uncle..." Dongxinan spoke with a smile in his tone, and smoothed his nephew's hair with gentle eyes.

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Eight ghost kings stood guard on the River of Forgetfulness, and the surrounding ghosts had been cleared away... Only ten strange men in official uniforms over suits were left, looking at the river worriedly.

A blood-stained man came out slowly, Yama of the Ten Temples rushed up, and was stopped by the ghost king of green body. They all frowned at the young man in the arms of the Taoist priest. This person seemed to be the reincarnation of that person?

"Yan Jun..." The tall Yan Luo, who was embroidered with white cranes and Rakshasa on his official uniform, stopped people in a hurry, and revealed the secret that he couldn't talk about.

The Southwest Daoist glanced at them, his face indifferent, "Let's all go away."

"Yan Jun, you can't use spells until you succeed to the throne...just now..."

"You shouldn't call me Yan Jun before I have gone through the Ninth Tribulation," Dongxinan glanced at him.

"... If the Taoist priest has something urgent next time, just leave it to us. Yama of the Ten Palaces is willing to relieve the Taoist priest's worries." Yan Luo and the others all lowered their heads to petition, looking at them from east to west, with indifferent eyes deep in their eyes. There was a flash of worry, "Hurry up and leave, don't affect the work below."

Several Yan Luos looked at each other, responded, and dissipated helplessly in the air, and the endless stream of wandering spirits around Wangchuan reappeared.

The dragon corpse general climbed out of Wangchuan, not aware of what happened just now, it watched the tall and straight figure in front of it and hurriedly chased after it.

Dongxinan lowered his head and glanced at the sleepy young man in his arms, "Uncle Master will fail in calamity... It's only been ten years, if you want anything else, you must tell me, time is running out..."