As for Maoshan Taoist Mo Wudao, his performance is even more interesting. ←

Mo Wudao joined the Maoshan School to practice Taoism since he was a child. Although his martial arts are not very good, and he doesn't like to practice Taoism in the Shanzi Sect, his Taoist heart is definitely firm enough.

Even if you are facing a drought-hard drought that is terrifying!

Seeing the dry bar appear, Mo Wudao, a kid, was instinctively scared, but he did not retreat at all. When he saw Bai Xian'er blocking the dry bar, Mo Wudao quickly opened his old package.

When Mo Wudao opened the package, he seemed to have opened a treasure bag, and there were quite a lot of stuff inside.

He first picked up a large jar, raised his hand and unscrewed the lid, which contained white glutinous rice.

Mo Wudao immediately grabbed a handful of things, muttered something, then raised his hand and used his technique to hit the drought in the distance.

His technique is good. The handful of glutinous rice sprinkled all over the dry rice, but the dry rice was nothing.

“It really doesn’t work…”

Mo Wudao looked at it for a long time and found that nothing happened to Hanba. He muttered, turned his eyes, put down the jar, and grabbed a large string of copper coins.

This is the real money of ten thousand people. It has once been the hands of ten thousand people, and it is covered with human yang energy, and is specially used to deal with evil ghosts and ghosts.

Mo Wudao grabbed the string of 10,000 people and wanted to smash it directly at the Hanba, but after thinking about it, he felt ache in his heart and was a little reluctant to let it go, so he carefully took two out of the copper coins, pinched it with three fingers, found a gap, aimed at the Hanba and hit it again.

Mo Wudao's technique is still good. Both copper coins were hit on Hanba. But Hanba still had nothing to do with it!

"He's still useless!"

Mo Wudao had to put down the string of copper coins again. He raised his hand and grabbed a big black lump. This was the black donkey's hoof!

"This thing has to be put into its mouth..."

Mo Wudao grabbed a black donkey's hoof in his hand. He stood up slowly, stood still, and kept muttering.

Put the black donkey's hooves into the mouth of the droughty beast? Even if Mo Wudao really has the courage, he doesn't have the strength at all!

The drought bar was as fast as lightning. With Mo Wudao's skills, he could not get close to his body at all. Even if he got close, he would be slapped to death by the drought bar!

What's more, there were dense poisons everywhere around the drought-ba. It was colorful, and Mo Wudao dared not pass it even more.

Mo Wudao was depressed at the moment and stood there and began to regret it. He thought that what the master said was right. He really had to practice the Taoist method of Shanzi, looking for opportunities.

Facing a drought-ba, he, the only close disciple of the Maoshan Sect, couldn't get involved at all. It's really embarrassing to say it!

"The glutinous rice and ten thousand people's money are useless, probably this is useless..."

Mo Wudao thought for a while and simply put the black donkey's hooves back into the package, with a look of resentment on his face.

Now, there are still a few Taoist books left in the package, including seven or eight silver talismans, and a purple talisman.

Mo Wudao squatted there, staring at the two colors of talismans, and kept smacking his lips. He wanted to use it, but he couldn't bear to let it go. He fell into a battle between heaven and man.

But in the end, Mo Wudao gritted his teeth and made a cruel heart, raised his hand to pick up the purple talisman, and grabbed his peach wood sword with the other hand!

He stomped his feet, looked at the fierce battle group, and then glanced at the poisonous insects on the ground. He felt a chill in his heart, but he raised his foot and was about to rush up!

"Slow down!"

"The things on you are not only dealing with evil spirits, but also dealing with zombies, which will not have much effect on this drought..."

Ling Yun smiled with praise and quickly stopped Mo Wudao.

In Lingyun's eyes, strength doesn't matter, the heart of Tao is very important. The most important thing in practicing Taoism is to be firm in Taoism.

In fact, when Ling Yun first met Mo Wudao, he used his Yin-Yang Divine Eye and powerful divine consciousness to see the things wrapped in Mo Wudao clearly.

Glutinous rice, ten thousand people's money, and black donkey hooves are all special items to deal with zombies. If it weren't for Mo Wudao's package, there were a few Taoist books and those two talismans, Ling Yun would have 100% confirmed that Mo Wudao was a professional tomb robber.

The two kinds of talismans shocked Ling Yun because he could not refine them at all with his current realm, especially the purple talisman. Ling Yun recognized it as a talisman!

If it weren't for this, Ling Yun was eager to go home to save people, so he would not have the time to talk to Mo Wudao for a long time? He wouldn't have been so energetic that he would take him all the way from Longmen Mountain to Villa No. 1!

Although Ling Yun had been fighting and killing people just now, his powerful spiritual sense had been covering the entire audience during the battle, so he naturally saw Mo Wudao's actions clearly.

At critical moments, it can see people's hearts.

Although Mo Wudao's grandson sometimes acts very cheap, weird and shameless, it is just Mo Wudao's temper, personality and behavior.

Ling Yun admired Mo Wudao's heart very much. This kid was really good. Ling Yun looked at him more and more liked him.

"Things like drought are the most yin to cultivate the most yang. He is neither a ghost ghost nor an ordinary zombie. Your treasures are of no use to him."

Mo Wudao was stunned and said to Ling Yun in a daze: "You, why do you still understand this?"

Ling Yun rolled his eyes at him and thought to himself that I have never seen any ghost cultivator in the world of cultivation? What's more, I'm just a drought-bag!

Ling Yun stared at the purple talisman in Mo Wudao's hand and smiled and said, "Save it out of your treasure talisman, let's use other ways to deal with this drought-bag!"

"ah?!"

When Mo Wudao heard this, he was even more shocked. He hid the amulet behind him without hesitation, as if he was afraid of being stolen. He said in shock: "How did you know this...?"

Ling Yun smiled and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He said to Miao Xiaomiao directly: "Miao Xiaomiao, don't drive those insects to die in vain, as they have no effect on drought."

All things are born, and insects also have their own lives. Ling Yun couldn't bear to watch them die in vain, and this was not good for the seedlings.

Playing the sound of flute to deworm. The seedlings need to overdraw their mental power. She has been playing for so long and her mental power has been gone.

"Let them all disperse..."

Ling Yun sighed and looked at Miao Xiaomiao with a pale face. He said to himself, I have recorded this love.

Of course, Ling Yun knew what the original intention of the seedlings attracted these poisonous insects.

Miao Xiaomiao nodded slightly, carefully put away the bone flute, then shook her delicate body and fell softly into Xue Meining's arms.

As soon as the death-seeking flute stopped, the army of poisonous insects immediately fled in all directions, as long as they could still move, they fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Xian'er, you must never use your fire control technique to deal with this drought!"

Now only this drought-bag is left. Lingyun's secret technique of dragon and elephant magic can still last for a while. His pressure is reduced a lot and he talks happily.

Bai Xian'er belongs to Fire, and is Firefox. She knows it now. Firefox's Flame Art, Red Flame Burning Heaven Palm, and Extreme Fire Flame Dragon Sword are all fire control techniques.

And the drought pill is to cultivate the yang with the highest yin. Although this drought pill has not yet achieved a great climate, it has already achieved a small success and is no longer afraid of flames.

Droughts are cruel. It is like burning. Where droughts appear, there will be severe droughts in the area, and thousands of miles of naked land. How can you be afraid of fire?

Therefore, Bai Xian'er's flames not only cannot harm the drought sterile, but also make it very good for it. This is also the reason why the drought sterile becomes more fierce and stronger the more it fights.

Otherwise, how could this drought worm be said to be Bai Xian'er's natural enemy?

It's like two people who were originally evenly matched were fighting, one of which could keep absorbing the power of the other, while getting stronger and stronger, while it was constantly consuming. You don't have to think about the result of the battle.

Of course, if the immortal has four tails, five tails, and six tails, and its strength is far greater than that of the drought porcine, the white fairy's flame can cause damage to the drought porcine and even kill the drought porcine.

Bai Xian'er panted: "Brother Lingyun, it seems to be getting stronger and stronger, I can't beat it!"

Ling Yun nodded: "Well, Paul and you come back and have a rest first and see how I clean it up!"

Bai Xian'er was very obedient and immediately used the Star Luo Nine Flashes, flew out of the battle circle, while Paul flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

Lingyun rushed wildly!

It was not teleportation, but running. He accelerated wildly and used his strong body to hit the drought bar hard!

"Bang!"

The drought bar did not dodge or avoid, and he collided with Ling Yun, and the two collided fiercely!

It was like a barbarian, colliding with a worldly ferocious beast!

The earth trembled violently!

"My grass! The little guy is so strong!"

Drought Blade's body was hot and even harder, especially the one with great power. Ling Yun now had ten times the strength and ten times the defense. He did not knock Drought Blade away, but instead he was hit with a severe pain!

It’s no wonder that Mo Wudao is helpless. He has achieved success in his cultivation of Hanba. He has a body of copper tendons and iron bones, and has infinite power. He comes and goes like lightning. He has no pain nerves at all. He is even more immortal. It is indeed very difficult.

"Ho...ho..."

When the drought bar saw that someone dared to use his body to collide with it, he seemed extremely angry, and the sound from his mouth became even heavier.

"Taste my fist!"

Ling Yun was in a hurry and suddenly punched. Hanba didn't know how to avoid it. This punch hit Hanba's head!

"Bang!"

The Tiangang Demon-Subduing Fist, with ten times the combat power, had 80,000 kilograms of force. This punch finally worked and directly knocked the Hanba backwards.

Although Drought Bat is against the will of heaven and has many advantages, it has its biggest weakness. It cannot think, dodge, and will not escape. From this point of view, it is even worse than animals.

Because he is not a creature.

Lingyun followed like a shadow, approaching her body, and with a thought moved, the Nether Blood Demon Sword appeared in her hand!

brush!

Ling Yun caught up with the flying Hanba and slashed at the Hanba!

"when!"

This knife was like slashing on the fine iron, making a loud noise, Lingyun's blade was shocked and rebounded, but the drought bar was just chopped and flew further away, but nothing happened.

"Huh..."

Hanba was beaten by Ling Yun and suffered two losses in a row. It roared angrily and rushed back, hitting Ling Yun's chest like lightning!

Ling Yun slashed hard again and accurately slashed Hanba's head. With the huge impact of Hanba, he finally cut a knife in Hanba's head this time.

But Hanba still crashed into Lingyun's arms and flew backwards!

Ling Yun stopped flying backwards with a thousand-pound pendulum. He felt a sharp pain in the place where he was hit. He suddenly exclaimed.

"Why did its strength suddenly grow so much?"
Chapter completed!