This is the first time Lin Ruoxu saw the culprit of last night's miserable appearance.

An old man in a black long gown stood there staggeringly, his naked skin covered with corpse spots. He lowered his head and stood there without any vitality, just like a cold corpse standing there straight.

Around the old man was a faint black light that was incompatible with the darkness around him. With the black light, a strong resentment emanated, and it quickly eroded the entire courtyard like mercury.

The weeds in the courtyard quickly died at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the courtyard wall also quickly decayed. The wall skin was dilapidated and mottled. Even through the door, a corruption and despair could be heard.

Such a terrifying scene made the villagers hiding outside the yard change their colors.

Fortunately, the old village chief used magic to the courtyard, and then the resentment of death stopped in the courtyard and there was no leakage.

Just then—

This old man moved!

His head slowly lifted up as if it was on a clockwork, revealing his dark and silent eyes without any light.

Such terrifying eyes immediately aroused the fear of everyone. They couldn't help but take a few steps back, and couldn't help but move away from their eyes, not looking at the old man's eyes.

"It's you, the evil creature, who is causing trouble in the village?"

A captivating roar suddenly appeared, it was the voice of the old village chief!

The sound was like thunder from the sky, deafening.

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the mist was pushed away by a hand, dissipating with the wind, and the thin figure of the old village chief took big steps out.

He was wearing a blue-clothed Taoist robe and holding a ghost-killing willow whip in his hand. His eyes were shining with divine light, just like a god-general, with a majestic momentum.

This appearance greatly increased the confidence of everyone watching at the door.

The old village chief frowned slightly, and a slight illumination appeared at his fingertips. He drew a talisman out of thin air with great fluidity, and shouted in his mouth: "The sky is round and the place is round, and the law is nine chapters. I will write now, and all ghosts are hidden! I will give you the imperial edict!"

After saying that, the willow whip in his hand was stabbed into the talisman, and the talisman turned into a ball of golden light and wrapped into the willow whip.

Such a magical scene, even if the surrounding villagers exclaimed.

Lin Ruoxu in the crowd had dark eyes and cold hearts.

Unlike other villagers with full confidence, Lin Ruoxu's ability to draw talismans out of thin air made him feel heavier.

He didn't know what the terrible existence possessed by the old village chief was, and it was such a superb talisman.

Now that the old village chief is becoming more and more powerful, he can't help but think of how terrible he will be hunted when he leaves the village the next day!

He didn't know what this terrible existence wanted to do, but instinctively, he felt ominous!

Although he had Tai Chi Jade Warning, he had no chance to react in the face of truly powerful strength.

In a blink of an eye, the golden light on the willow whip faded and turned into a thick iron whip with a cold light.

"Get up!" The old village chief grabbed the iron whip with both hands, and the blue veins on his arm burst out, as if he had used all his strength, and shouted in a deep voice.

The iron whip quickly twitched, swimming towards the old man like a giant python.

The old man noticed it and his head twisted mechanically. Looking at the old village chief, his shriveled mouth slightly opened, and a "click" sound came from his throat.

The sound was dull and clear, as strange as if it was ringing in everyone's heart.

The old village chief was slightly lost, and the huge iron whip that he had used with all his strength could not help but slow down for a moment.

It was at this moment that the old man's body was completely swallowed by the darkness. When he appeared again, he had already appeared behind the old village chief.

The old man's face was stiff, and he stretched out his two dry and wrinkled palms and grabbed the old village chief's neck.

The old village chief seemed to have eyes on his back, and he stepped on mysterious steps, and he avoided this grab in a dangerous and dangerous manner, jumping away from several steps in an instant.

"Get up!!"

Before the old village chief could stand still, he suddenly shouted. When the yin energy surged, a broken hemp rope fell out of thin air and was accurately placed on the old man's neck.

Then he suddenly lifted it hard!

The old man's feet were taken off the ground, hanging in the air like old bacon.

But the old man seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the hemp rope made a hissing sound, and the fine threads on the rope quickly broke at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems that it is only time for the elderly to escape from difficulties!

Seeing this, the old village chief changed his face. He pinched the mark with his left hand and grabbed the iron whip with his right hand, forcibly waving it.

At the same time, there are words in my mouth.

"Before, I'll be in the Ming Dynasty. Please send the divine whip to the far light of the light!!"

"good!"

In the dark, a mysterious Taoist sound crossed the endless mountains and seas, coming from the mysterious and unknowable land, like a whip of breeze blowing, descending here at the moment before a group of evil strangers could react, falling into the iron whip of the old village chief.

At this moment, the iron whip shone brightly!

The old village chief was overjoyed and a huge iron whip hit the old man.

"Sharp!"

A sound of metal and stone intersecting suddenly sounded.

The old man's body was shattered in the waist, his lower body had turned into powder, and his upper body was always hung on the hemp rope.

But strangely, no blood flowed out.

After the blow, the magic on the iron whip completely dissipated and turned back to the willow whip.

The difference is that the leaves on the willow whip are dim and sluggish, and look like they are broken.

Although the old man's face was still cold and hard after this blow, the resentment wrapped around him was obviously dissipating.

The clouds hanging above the village and covering the sunlight began to collapse.

Even the hemp rope hanging under the neck stopped its constant decline, and the thin threads seemed to have life and reconnected to each other.

It is obvious that this trick is slowly trampling towards destruction!

The villagers subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

In about a moment, the clouds disappeared, and the golden light of the sun enveloped the entire village.

The strange darkness can no longer be maintained and all recedes.

Hanging on a hemp rope like bacon.

The old man's eyes were pitch black, fearless and fearless.

There is only resentment for a weird thing.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on it with the pure yang fire, the old man began to dissipate little by little.

There was no fire to burn the ground, and it began to burn violently from top to bottom.

The strange hemp rope suddenly pulled back, and the old man fell to the ground with a slight movement of his mouth, making a "click" sound.

But this sound was in a majestic sun and could not cause any trouble.

Darkness cannot be approached, it cannot avoid it and cannot escape the evil spirit.

Finally, with a loud breeze, it suddenly dissipated!

A piece of finger bone that exudes a strange aura left behind.

The wreckage of the trick!

This is the only chance for the old man to resurrection and the hope for the promotion of the strange immortal.

The practice of strange immortals is at the forefront of life and death.

The old village chief carefully put away his finger bones and walked out of the yard with big stances.

After a fight, his face was a little pale.

"The trick has been destroyed, and the village is safe."
Chapter completed!