Weng Chai narrowed his eyes, his eyes full of viciousness and said viciously: Brother Qingxu, you are too unconfident. I have practiced the head-sucking technique in Siam for many years, and I don’t take such a small spell seriously. See how I broke the old Taoist’s evil magic and let him suffer the backlash. My true energy exploded against the flow and died.

After saying that, he saw Weng Chai open his mouth and spit out a blood-red tongue. Two pink insects were dormant on the tongue. The two insects seemed to have received some order and crawled down from Weng Chai's tongue. Then they shook their wings a few times and flew out from Weng Chai's tongue. The two little insects flew around the tall Taoist priest with black air, as if they were very afraid of the black aura on the little Taoist priest, and they never dared to approach. At this moment, the little Taoist priest's deep black eyes suddenly turned twice, and the carrier was a very powerful evil aura, slowly walking towards Taoist priest Qingxu and Weng Chai. The steps were very stiff, and they looked a bit like a zombie, but the zombie did not walk but jumped.

As the little Taoist priest surrounded by black air approached step by step, Taoist Qingxu and Weng Chai felt a powerful pressure rushing towards him. As the little Taoist priest got closer and closer, fierce and vicious faces gradually emerged in the black air. The faces of these people, both of them had seen each other last night. Sometimes it was Zhang Tuanlian's face, extremely ferocious, gritted his teeth, and wanted to swallow the two people in front of him alive. Sometimes it was the face of Mrs. Tuanlian's wife, and that charming aura, but there was a cold air in his eyes. The cherry mouth opened and closed, constantly spitting out large mouthfuls of blood foam, as if saying: "Give me my life, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back,

The faces of those servants were all with vicious expressions of hatred. They flashed one by one from the little Taoist priest, and the black air kept rolling, looking like it was about to emerge.

Taoist Master Qingxu and Weng Chai were in a state of coldness, and they moved back unconsciously. Weng Chai saw the two insects constantly wandering around the little Taoist priest, and they didn't dare to bite them, so he recited the spell. The two insects finally made up their minds and bit the little Taoist priest in one bite. Before the mouthpiece reached the little Taoist priest, they were instantly bounced away by the black gas and fell to the ground.

Weng Chai's heart tightened, and he looked down at the two life-like insects. Fortunately, the two insects were not injured. They fluttered on the ground for a while and flew again. Suddenly, the two insects changed direction and flew towards Weng Chai. There was a corpse of a short Taoist priest on the ground. The two pink little insects fell directly on the body, opened their mouths and bit them, and also drilled into his body along the bitten wound. Soon, the corpse's body trembled, opened its eyes suddenly, and stood up from the ground. The bones made a cracking sound. The black eyeballs turned into white eyes in an instant, and rushed towards the tall Taoist priest with a hunched over.
Chapter completed!