"What are you still doing, run away!" A monk shuddered all over, turned around and ran away.
The others also reacted, and at this moment, they didn't have the time to stay behind. One by one, they took control of the magic weapons and galloped away in the direction they came from.
The skeletons all over the mountains and plains.
They are like ghosts crawling out of hell, no one dares to touch them.
A sheep-horned Hu Taoist suddenly sent a voice transmission: "Everyone, Ji Liang, an old Taoist priest of the Seven Star Temple, you must not be noticed by those skeletons, let's go quietly!"
The sound transmission was received by people around, and everyone nodded.
Those who can sit on that flying monster are all noble people, and naturally they have more knowledge.
There were a total of thirty or so monks present.
The old Taoist led people along the way they came all the way, but halfway there, they stopped suddenly.
"Old Taoist, hurry up, those skeletons are moving very fast, and they are about to catch up!" A monk said anxiously through voice transmission.
Beads of sweat oozed from the old man's forehead.
He was holding a compass in his hand. At this moment, the pointer of the compass was spinning around crazily, not knowing where it was pointing.
"Everyone, we seem to have come to a fork in the road!" The old Taoist pointed tremblingly at the two roads that diverged in front of him.
When I came here, no one noticed that there was a fork in the road.
"What's so difficult about this, let's fly high to see!" Someone called out the magic weapon.
At this moment, a dense fog suddenly drifted out from the mountain forest.
The fog engulfed all the forests and trees, and no one could see clearly what was going on.
The old Taoist stared suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, we must make a decision now, and Xie Yinbing is about to catch up!"
After finishing speaking, the old Taoist pinched his fingers and made the final calculation, and walked directly to one of the directions.
The others looked at each other in blank dismay.
"How about we follow?"
"I don't think this old way is very reliable. It is clear that the light of that road is brighter, and the evil spirit is much less. I don't think the road he chose is so easy to walk." Someone analyzed.
The road that the old man walked has been swallowed by fog at the end.
The other way is bright.
Everyone, the rest of the people split into two halves and fled in different directions.
Under the mist.
The old Taoist walked tremblingly, every time he took a step, his heart trembled for a long time.
"Strange, strange! How could I come across such a strange place after so many years of practicing in this way!" the old Taoist kept muttering.
"Lifewhy isn't life here?" The old man suddenly spurted blood towards the compass.
Blood splattered on the compass, and the needle that was spinning crazily stopped suddenly, pointing straight to one direction.
That direction is exactly where Lu Yu just dug the hole.
"The vitality is there!" the old Taoist exclaimed in surprise.
Suddenly, there was a sound of low footsteps behind the old man.
The old Taoist was startled, and turned his head quickly, only to see a boundless army of skeletons.
On the flagpole held by the front skeleton, there are still several heads hanging.
Those heads are all monks who just followed the old Taoist.
"It's broken!" The old man yelled that he was not good, and quickly chanted the mantra, thundering in the palm of his hand.
With a click, a thunderbolt instantly appeared in the palm of the old man, knocking back several approaching skeletons.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man walked away.
He didn't even dare to look back.
"Can youcan you do me a favor?" Behind the old Taoist, a woman's voice suddenly came out.
Hearing this woman's voice, Lao Dao's hair stood on end, and his heart was terrified. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com