Fortunately, there were a few scapegoats who rushed over and bought a lot of time for Taoist Qingxu. When the bandits were bitten to death by the ghost babies one by one, Taoist Qingxu was standing behind the big tree and watching coldly. At that time, he was always struggling with a question: Should he use the blood on the tip of the tongue to subdue the ghost baby? If he didn't need it, he would be able to escape from the injured body now, so he would not lose his life. If he used the blood on the tip of the tongue, he would be in danger. There was not much true qi left in his body. To activate the blood on the tip of the tongue, it would inevitably cause the loss of the true qi in the dantian. It would be even more terrible than the countercurrent of the true qi. What was even more terrifying is that if the blood on the tip of the tongue could not cause any harm to the ghost baby, it would be a real trouble. The ghost baby would definitely not even leave it with a whole body for him.

After thinking about it over and over again, Taoist Master Qingxu finally decided to take his life into a bet. If he wins, he can conquer the ghost baby and use it for his own use. At that time, he can gallop across the world and be invincible. Even among thousands of troops, as long as he takes out the ghost baby, they can't move them at all. Moreover, he has put too much effort into the affairs of this ghost baby. Once he leaves today, he may never be able to catch this ghost baby again.

Thinking of this, Taoist Master Qingxu resolutely bit the tip of his tongue, letting the true energy inject into the blood flowing from the tip of his tongue. Taking advantage of the ghost baby's unpredictability, he attacked rashly, and all the blood on the tip of his tongue sprayed onto the ghost baby's face.

The mouth of blood was spit out, and Taoist Master Qingxu felt that he rolled in his five-pointed body, his head buzzed, and the blood in his body seemed to boil, and his heart seemed to be burning with a fire, and the pain was a thirsty heart.

Looking at the ghost baby, after being sprayed with the blood from the tip of Taoist Qingxu's tongue, he was stunned for a moment. After a while, waves of white smoke rose from the whole body. After a scream, he fell from the bandit's body and rolled on the ground in pain. His screaming sound was extremely shrill. The sound of Taoist Qingfeng's bones became numb.

Enduring the bone-thrusting pain, Master Qingxu gritted his teeth and plucked all his strength to walk towards the ghost baby who was rolling and wailing in pain on the ground. While walking, he groped through the backpack behind him. Soon, he saw Master Qingxu actually found four or five slender iron nails from his backpack. He took these iron nails and walked to the ghost baby. He first knelt down with his knees, suppressed the ghost baby's body, and then grabbed his hands that were struggling and used the iron nails in his hand to penetrate the ghost baby's palms. The ghost baby was already screaming, but his palms were pierced by the iron nails, and his whole body twitched even more and more shrill.
Chapter completed!