The snake shot out like a ray of light, as fast as lightning.

Even in Su Ting's eyes, it only flashed away.

"mean!"

Su Ting showed a look of horror.

At this moment, everything seemed to be quiet.

The scene passed in an instant.

Then in Su Ting's eyes, he saw that Song Lao's hand was already protecting the back of his neck.

And the snake wrapped around his arm.

The gu snake is about the same thickness as Song Lao's arms, and it is dark all over, with flickering scales and a cold light, which is daunting to see.

Su Ting couldn't help but hold his breath for it, and his heart was heavy.

Mr. Song turned his back to this side. He didn't see Mr. Song's face, and he didn't know what Mr. Song's expression was, but in such a situation, he couldn't laugh at this Mr. Song.

"Old guy, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

The man in black robe actually suspended the offensive, took two steps back, and said coldly: "The snake pot is given by my master. It is extremely poisonous. If you take a sip, you will definitely die... Even if you have the blessing of the temple incense and vows, you will not live for a moment."

He waved his sleeves, and his eyes in his hood seemed to burst out with light, saying, "Today I will teach you the practitioners of Middle-earth that the power of my Northern Territory Gu Taoism is the most powerful."

"This time it's bad." Su Ting's thoughts changed sharply.

"Despicable..." Old Song gritted his teeth and said, unable to help but staggered back, retreating for more than ten steps, and fell into the main hall.

"Old Song." Su Ting hurried forward and tried to help Old Song up.

"Take the poison!" Old Song shouted suddenly, full of energy, and pressed the snake on the ground with his backhand.

...

The scene suddenly turned around.

Song Lao, who was originally entangled by a gui snake and seemed weak, became extremely powerful for a moment, and he surpassed the gui snake.

The man in the black robe in the yard was suddenly shocked.

Su Ting was stunned for a moment.

In an instant, they all understood the whole story.

I'll go, I won't show my true feelings... Su Ting was too late to be amazed by Mr. Song's superb acting skills. He was busy taking the prepared black dog blood and took it over.

Mr. Song used all his strength to press the snake into a pot of black dog blood with difficulty.

The original power of the snake, after touching the black dog's blood, immediately lost its strength, like a soft rope.

Just when the Gu snake slacked, Su Ting could see clearly that the old man Song's arm had already wrapped a layer of talisman paper in his sleeves, and the Gu snake could not bite the talisman paper at all.

"Song had expected that this snake would bite the arm, but was it actually to control the snake?"

Su Ting suddenly realized in his heart.

And at this moment, the man in black robe shouted out again.

"Old guy, you dare!"

The man in black robe was shocked and angry and came towards the main hall.

Old Song was calm and reached out and said, "Lou!"

I saw countless talisman papers sprinkled under the plaque in the hall, which was the thunder talisman that had accumulated for a long time.

The man in black robe was suddenly shocked and stopped suddenly, but there was still a piece of talisman paper falling on his shoulders.

With a bang!

The man in black robe screamed and fell over, his shoulders were charred and a stinking smell suddenly appeared.

In the hall, Su Ting took a porcelain bowl, which contained half a bowl of bright red blood, which was made up of the blood of his cousin's boys and girls.

Su Ting quickly pressed the snake's head and pressed his two poisonous fangs into the bowl.

The venom kept flowing down, seeping into the blood in the bowl, and mixing into one place.

"Damn..."

The man in black robe looked vicious, but when he looked at his shoulders, he knew that he was too underestimating the enemy this time and was seriously injured. In addition, the snake who had lost its support would probably be difficult to win.

He showed no reluctance, but the snake would definitely not die easily, and he could still cast spells tonight.

But now, we have to leave first.

So he took a deep breath and shouted, "Old guy, boy Su, the matter is not over yet."

The man in black robe turned around and walked, after several steps, he jumped up and then jumped over the wall.

"Old Song, this guy is going to run away!"

Seeing this, Su Ting was shocked. The man in black robe had already formed a grudge with him. If he secretly revenges or makes a comeback in the future, what should he do?

"It's okay." Old Song let go of the soft and weak snake and turned his head to look at the courtyard wall.

Suddenly the wind blew.

The green trees in the courtyard sway slightly.

A breeze blows through the treetops.

The tender branches of the treetops slashed gently, above the eyes of the man in black robe.

"ah!"

The man in black robe screamed, fell down, covered his eyes, and tears kept permeating.

Even if you are a practitioner of Taoism, your Taoism has not reached a certain level and you have not yet made your eyes as hard as gold and stone.

The treetops gently stroked his eyes, which made his eyes turn red, and his eyes looked more and more ferocious.

Su Ting was stunned there, and many thoughts suddenly arose in his mind.

The wind blew across the tree, and the branches just slashed across the man's eyes, causing him to fall from the wall.

Is this a coincidence?

Su Ting looked at Song Lao and saw that Song Lao's expression was as old as before and had not changed.

This is no coincidence!

Is this a formation?

Or Feng Shui?

Su Ting remembered this afternoon, under the guidance of Song Lao, he changed the potted plant, smashed a corner of the rockery, and added a bucket of clean water to the pool.

This way, changing various arrangements and changing various things can make the trajectory of the wind blowing change like this?

Isn't this too incredible?

If this is a calculation method, wouldn't it be too complicated?

Su Ting suddenly had extremely unspeakable thoughts in his heart.

"If you are outside, I am definitely not your opponent. Even if you are in this temple, if you are more cautious, I may not be able to deal with you. But you are just a little arrogant when you are just starting out and entering Middle Earth."

Mr. Song picked up a stove of incense ash, sprinkled it on the broom, slowly stood up and said, "You dare to force yourself to break into the temple, have you ever thought... this is my place!"

As he said that, his tone suddenly became heavy and he said in a deep voice: "This is the place I have been decorating for decades."

The man in black robe's eyes were red, full of tears, and was filled with hideous expressions, and said in a low voice: "Old guy!"

Mr. Song walked forward with a broom and said, "When you come to my place, you dare to be arrogant. Haven't your master taught you what caution is?"

Step by step, Song Lao's broom waved and said, "I'm here today, so don't leave."

When Su Ting heard this, he couldn't help but admire Song Lao's aura.

However, the man in black still said in a grim voice: "Do you think you won?"

Mr. Song slowly moved forward with a cold expression.

"If you lose the snake, you will lose the greatest reliance."

"I was hit by my thunder talisman on my shoulders, and it was like a sack of arm. What's more, the remaining power of the thunder talisman is still in your body, which is enough to make you slow down every move."

"In addition, the branches cut across the eyes. Although it is not a problem, it will inevitably affect the sight."

"You can't beat me before."

"How else can you win now?"

Song Lao's tone is plain, but the ancient well is not ruthless.

Su Ting had just put the bowl of poisonous blood as an antidote when he heard Mr. Song’s words and sighed in his heart: “I don’t know when, can I, Mr. Su, be as versatile as he is, to be as versatile as he does?”

But when the man in black robe heard this, he laughed. There seemed to be a cunning meaning in the laughter. He stretched out his hand and suddenly shook something and fell to the ground.

"Old guy, do you think you won?"
To be continued...