The corpse of the weasel spirit fell on several cases, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Brother Huang is dead. Hurry, run. This Taoist's conduct is extraordinary. Get out of here quickly." A vixen chirped.

The four spirits of evil winds and monsters flying out of the fox bottle did not dare to stay here anymore and fled one after another.

"Junior brother, do you want to help?" Teng Yunzi asked.

Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and said: "No, they can't escape until the matter is resolved. They are just mediocre spirits. It is not difficult to keep them."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and drew it in the air.

A circle was drawn around the entire Taoist temple.

A golden light formed a circle and enclosed the entire Taoist temple inside.

"Can the magic of drawing the ground into a prison also be cast? Who is this person?" Shang Taoist's face was shocked, and he became more and more at a loss in his heart.

I originally thought that the Taoist in front of me was just a junior disciple who was accompanying Teng Yunzi and had no ability. But now it seems that Mr. Li is the real master.

Immortals and wonderful magic were performed one after another, as if they were free of charge.

The weasel spirit who has practiced Taoism for four hundred years will be punished as soon as he is told.

Once the prison is formed, it can trap a thousand-year-old monster for at least half an hour. The highest level of these monsters is about five or six hundred years old, and it is impossible for them to get out.

really.

The spirits were scurrying around, turning into demonic winds and flying into the air, or showing their true bodies running and shuttled on the ground. However, as soon as they crossed the golden line, they immediately swayed and reappeared in the middle of the Taoist temple.
Chapter completed!