Dragon and Tiger Taoist

At the edge of the sea of ​​​​fire, a scorching breath filled the air.

Hearing Yu Changshui's warning, Jia Sidao and You Zhengquan were looking at Bai Tianfeng with doubtful eyes. Only at this moment did they realize that there was a subtle ghostly aura hidden under Bai Tianfeng's strong human smell. .

But people and ghosts have different paths. People are people and ghosts are ghosts. How can the two be confused?

"It turns out to be a cat demon. No wonder it found me?"

Looking across Yu Changshui and the cat demon, Bai Tianfeng showed a trace of undisguised disgust on his face, and as he spoke, a ray of fire popped out from his fingertips and shot towards the cat demon.

Meow, an inexplicable crisis shrouded her body, her hair was exploding, and she jumped up onto the wall to avoid this ray of fire.

"Master Jia, I'm afraid these baby ghosts are not simple. My monsters are scared."

Staring at Tianfeng closely, Yu Changshui looked solemn.

The cat demon has been practicing for 150 years. Although it is not high, it is still stronger than the infant ghosts. Under normal circumstances, although the number of infant ghosts is large, it is not so scary for the cat demon.

Hearing this, Jia Sidao and You Zhengquan also looked solemn.

In fact, even if Yu Changshui didn't say anything, they were also alert in their hearts. After all, although many ghosts have the ability to confuse people's hearts, there are very few who can take human bodies as their own.

"Brother Jia, let's take action together."

A huge green python about three feet long, wearing scaly armor and spitting out scarlet snake letters, surrounded him, and You Zhengquan spoke.

Hearing this, Jia Sidao nodded, and then with one stroke, he cut out a sharp sword energy.

Phew, the flames surged. Faced with Jia Sidao's attack, Bai Tianfeng did not dodge. With a wave of his hand, a fire curtain was formed, but in the next moment, this fire curtain was directly penetrated by the sword energy.

"Ah, it hurts."

A gash was cut in his abdomen, dripping with blood. During the day, Feng let out a shrill scream. But at this time, shadows covered him, and a python tail swept away the curtain of fire, whipping him away like a whip, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Looking at Bai Tianfeng whose body was engulfed in the sea of ​​fire, You Zhengquan looked slightly startled. He didn't expect Bai Tianfeng to be dealt with so easily.

But in the next moment, the sea of ​​​​fire surged, and a figure exuding a ghostly aura slowly walked out of the blazing sea of ​​​​fire. His skin was as black as charcoal, and his body was covered with dense red lines, like flowing magma. He had blue eyes, white hair, and a head. It has double horns and teeth like saw teeth.

However, although the changes are huge, some shadows of the daytime wind can still be vaguely seen.

Looking at this figure and feeling the awe-inspiring ghostly aura on his body, everyone present changed their expressions. You Zhengquan even manipulated the python demon into a defensive posture. The cultivation level of this weird ghost suddenly went from being less than a hundred years old. It soared to more than two hundred years.

"Nine Sons of Rakshasa Ghost."

With the white-haired ghost reflected in his eyes, Jia Sidao's palm holding the vermilion pen clenched tightly unconsciously.

Most cultivators hate ghosts. There were ancestors who collected a lot of information about ghosts and composed a scroll called "Hundred Ghosts", which recorded information on one hundred kinds of ghosts.

Although there are not many ghosts on the Hundred Ghost Map, the famous ones on the map are not ordinary people. Each has its own weirdness. Once it grows up, it will definitely become a serious problem. Jia Sidao once had the good fortune to enter the Pingyang County Daozang Pavilion, where He had seen the fragments of the Hundred Ghosts Picture, in which the nine Rakshasa ghosts were ranked ninety-fifth.

"Nine sons are born, and the nine sons are one body. They control the evil fire and deceive people's hearts. They are the nine sons Rakshasa."

Comparing the two, thinking of the nine infant ghosts Yu Changshui mentioned before, Jia Sidao became more and more certain that this was not nine infant ghosts at all, but a Rakshasa.

The most important thing is that according to the Hundred Ghost Picture, the Nine Sons of Rakshasa ghosts can occupy the bodies of other flesh and blood creatures and turn them into their own ghost nests, thereby condensing the body of Rakshasa. This is something that other ghosts cannot do. The performance is almost the same as the current daytime wind.

"It hurts me so much that you hit me, and I want you to pay the price."

After the words fell, the figure of the Rakshasa ghost disappeared instantly. This was not a spell, but a pure burst of physical power.

The next moment, the ghostly figure of the Nine Sons Rakshasa appeared in front of the python monster that had just whipped him away.

The five fingers were outlined, and the fingers were like sharp blades, with flames lingering on them. The Nine Sons Rakshasa fiercely grabbed the seven inches of the python demon.

Stinging, sparks flew everywhere, a fierce murderous intention broke out, and the python demon's eyes were full of panic. However, the next moment, the severe pain as imagined did not come. The demonic power in the python demon's body boiled, and the scaly armor bloomed. Forming a layer of tough defense, it delayed the Rakshasa ghost's attack.

Seizing this gap and aiming at the Rakshasa ghost, the python demon spit out a mouthful of dark green poisonous mist. At the same time, Jia Sidao used his pen like a knife and slashed out a sharp sword energy at the Rakshasa ghost again.

Huh, an unwilling growl came from his throat. Sensing the danger and failing to hit the target, the Rakshasa ghost retreated, but even so, half of its arms were still corroded by the poisonous mist, making a squeaking sound.

"Everyone obeys the order and kill this ghost at all costs. Violation is tantamount to rebellion."

Seeing the people arriving one after another, Jia Sidao's fair face turned red, and he issued a death order. This Rakshasa ghost's cultivation was still very shallow. It could be said that now was the best opportunity to kill it. This opportunity was missed. , I’m afraid it won’t be so easy next time.

Although he is a naughty person, Jia Sidao is not someone who cannot distinguish the important from the important.

Hearing this, everyone who came over was shocked, and then they rushed forward with swords in hand. Although the ghosts were scary, the majesty of the dynasty was even more deeply rooted in their hearts.

Looking at Jia Sidao, You Zhengquan felt a chill in his heart when he saw Jia Sidao's appearance. He understood that Jia Sidao was determined to keep this ghost, even at the cost of his own life.

Kill, shouts of kill were everywhere, and most of the people who came at this time were county police officers and some rangers, but they did not cooperate with each other as well as the army.

Seeing such a scene, the blue eyes of the Rakshasa ghost bloomed with cold light. The next moment, the sea of ​​fire behind the Rakshasa ghost moved strangely. It was pulled by the Rakshasa ghost and washed away towards everyone like a torrent.

Ah, the shrill screams sounded, and the burning smell filled the air.

The fire was just ordinary fire, but these people were also just mortal bodies. Except for those who escaped in time, everyone else was already lying on the ground rolling.

Behind the torrent of flames, looking at this scene, Jia Sidao's expression was indifferent, without any change.

It was at this time that the python demon broke through the torrent of flames, seized the opportunity, and opened its mouth to bite the Rakshasa ghost.

Facing the python demon's attack, the Rakshasa ghost's eyes bloomed with ferocious light, and he gave up the control of the ordinary fire. He made a knife with his hand, and with the flames lingering, he slashed towards the python demon. He hated the python demon for causing him great pain. Extremely.

Uh-huh, the flaming sword energy fell, and the imagined collision did not happen. The python demon was cut in half by the Rakshasa ghost as if it were made of paper.

Looking at the dismembered python demon, and then looking at his own palms, the Rakshasa ghost was a little confused for a moment. Is he dead now?