Although the place where Honglian stood was far away from Qin Mu, she still felt the anger on Qin Mu sensitively. It was interesting. This little guy has always been timid and afraid of things, and his temperament is soft and gentle. When will he have such great hostility towards something?

Looking at the age of the old Taoist, it doesn't seem like he can compete with Qin Mu, so why is he so hostile? Could it be that the two of them have any affair? Such as picking up soap?

If Qin Mu knew what Honglian thought, he would definitely vomit blood. This old witch had read a lot of ** comics with Sikong Lu in recent days, and became a little abnormal, full of attacks and feelings. In addition, this guy's words are domineering on weekdays, which is simply discouraging.

The old Taoist seemed to feel Qin Mu's hostility, and shook the soul crystal in his hand like a show, making the sweet fragrance even more intense and salivating. Many greedy eyes aimed at the bottle in his hand, secretly tying the talisman in his pocket, and his eyes flashed. If you want to grab it, it depends on your strength.

There were many people in the crowd who were ready to move. In addition, after drinking the soul crystal as if the old Taoist showed off, the poison on his face could be seen to the naked eye. In less than ten minutes, the black on his face was completely eliminated.

This thing was not only coveted by his colleagues, but especially Lin Gangsheng, who was standing beside him, could not help but say, "Can the Taoist priest borrow this thing from his little girl?" In his opinion, this thing was almost as good as the ginseng fruit.

"Oh?" The old Taoist looked at Lin Gangsheng, his eyes full of viciousness. He was afraid that Lin Gangsheng had never seen this before. He was so scared that he took a step back. The Taoist priest then calmed down. Perhaps he thought that this guy was his own financial support, so he tried to say slowly in a gentle tone: "This kind of thing has no effect on ordinary people."

"Oh..." Lin Gangsheng responded, his face full of disappointment. In addition, he was stared at by the old Taoist before, and he was a little unsteady. He held the car beside him and his legs trembled constantly.

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes. It is understandable that Lin Gangsheng loves his daughter. Is this Taoist priest too much to use the pupil technique on ordinary people? If Lin Gangsheng's willpower is a little weak, it is likely that there will be hidden dangers in the future. Moreover, Lin Gangsheng is his financial backer, so he is really arrogant. I don't know what role this guy is in the Tianyue Sect, so Qin Mu suddenly remembered Song Yu.

While Qin Mu was thinking, the old Taoist took new moves.

The ghost-headed scorpion on the ground swayed for a few times and stopped moving, running towards the old Taoist. The speed was astonishing, and Lin Gangsheng was even faster. He threw the old Taoist and ran aside. He saw that the old Taoist Buddha dust waved, and the whisk seemed to become as tough as steel wire, turning into dozens of steel needles, and attacking the ghost-headed scorpion. At the same time, he took out a talisman in his hand and threw it at the top of the ghost-headed scorpion.

The talisman turned into a basin-sized flame in the air, firmly covering the scorpion. I don’t know what it was burning, making a "sky" sound, which made people’s scalp numb.

The steel needle fell down first, allowing the scorpion to move easily and avoid it clean. The old Taoist's expression changed and he controlled the fire talisman more carefully. Until the other party was covered in the fireball and made a burning sound, he stroked his beard with satisfaction.

Before he could be proud, the scorpion in the fire spurted a venom from its tail and attacked the old Taoist's face. He quickly dodged away. The venom left a small hole in the lengthened Lincoln car. Looking closely, the seat inside the small hole turned into something like water, indicating that this thing has a corrosive effect.

The venom shot out, and the flames on the scorpion also disappeared. Its black armor had some redness, but it was not obvious. The scorpion tail was still shining, and the scorpion needle was shining with a green poisonous light, which made people shudder.

The fire talisman has no effect on him at all.

Before the old Taoist could react, the scorpion needle was already swaying with its tail. The speed was astonishing. The old Taoist had no choice but to retreat. Suddenly, a talisman was thrown out of his arms. As soon as the talisman came out, the scorpion was tied up by several red beams of light like ropes, and could not move.

At this time, the old Taoist used a thunder-calling talisman. The lightning that was summoned was as thick as a bowl. When it was brewing in the air, the scorpion seemed to sense something. After struggling for a long time, he could not break free from the shackles of the old Taoist. He let the lightning strike directly. Otherwise, how could it be said that thunder and lightning are the nemesis of all evil things?

The lightning struck the ghost head of the ghost scorpion, and a wail broke out, like a humming cry of an injustice. After the lightning like the bowl was released, the second head of the ghost scorpion no longer existed. A shrill scream came from the scorpion's body. The peers with relatively high spiritual sense could clearly see that a gray figure emanated from the scorpion's body, floating in the air.

Although the old Taoist was busy, it was probably pretty. He saw that he looked at the wronged soul in the air very greedily. The wronged soul decomposed from the animal body had long lost its original nature. It would be better to catch it as a slave than to nourish it. After all, this ghost-headed scorpion is so big that it must have been a waste of his mind at the beginning.

The old Taoist's spirit-binding talisman was thrown over, and the scattered soul ran around screaming. It was not just the old Taoist who thought about it. On the way the evil soul escaped, another spirit-binding talisman blocked the way.

Seeing that the wronged soul was about to become someone else's slave, the old Taoist yelled in anger: "You dare!"

The sound was deafening, and Qin Mu, who was watching from afar, felt his ears buzzing, but it was not a loud sound to grab things. Besides, the unjust soul fled out straight away, and the sudden appearance of the spirit-binding talisman was just on the other person's escape route.

With the qi and blood of the old Taoist, the wronged soul became the object of others.

The spirit-binding talisman floated to the hand of a person standing behind Qin Mu. He had slippers on his feet, his whole body was tattered, and he was wearing an exaggerated hood, his face was covered with a stubble, and a cigarette in his mouth, but it did not light it. He shook off the spirit-binding talisman in his hand, and said to the old Taoist: "Thank you."

This sentence almost made the old Taoist irritated to death and almost vomited blood.

Not long after the evil soul was dissipated, the ghost-headed scorpion seemed to have lost its soul, and its whole body trembled for a while. Suddenly, it pulled the scorpion tail and fell softly to the ground. Not long after, it stopped moving.

"Good thing." Relieving said this unconsciously, his eyes staring at the dead scorpion on the ground with greed.

"What good thing is this?" Qin Mu was speechless: "That unjust soul is a good thing. I don't know how many supplements the original owner fed that scorpion was raised so big that it could be used as a slave."

"What do you know?" Shu Ran looked at Qin Mu with excitement: "Is that thing collected casually? A soul that has been nourished for so long is so easy to be collected? Nonsense, look at this scorpion is a good thing, and this thing is very good to use as medicine."
Chapter completed!