Chapter 2002: Protection (1) Chapter 2002: Protection (1) A disaster that was about to befall them was snuffed out in the blink of an eye.
Even though the old Daoist believed that his cultivation had reached at least eighty percent of his master’s level, he did not dare to say that he could easily escape from the four fiend corpses.
Not to ntion killing them so easily and so quickly.
Yet, song qingxiao had done all of this without any effort.
The sounds of kowtowing and kneeling could be heard all around.
Auntie Wu and the others had obviously treated song qingxiao, who had summoned the ice Dragon, as a living God. However, the old Daoist could tell that what she had summoned was not a real Dragon.
However, this kind of spell technique and secret technique was already at a level that the old Daoist priest could only look up to.
Cloud Tiger Mountain’s Daoist techniques were mainly about divination, phenonon observation, exorcism, and ghost-catching, and the secret technique song qingxiao had used was not from cloud Tiger Mountain.
In the old Daoist’s impression, his little disciple did not have much talent in Daoism. He could not compare to his two senior brothers and had not even entered the door of cultivation.
However, where did the secret techniques that she had learned not co from cloud Tiger Mountain?
The old Daoist’s expression was disdainful. His gaze fell on song qingxiao, but he did not speak.
Song Changqing was still in fear, but he still cared about his junior sister. He turned his head and said, ”
you’re okay … before he could finish his sentence, his pupils contracted, and his face showed horror.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to say sothing.
However, under the extre shock, he instantly lost his voice and found it difficult to speak.
At that mont, the corpse of Mrs. Shen, whose head had been blown off by song qingxiao, moved.
Two slender tentacles as thick as two fingers suddenly erged from the broken neck. Like two dark green whips, they silently whipped toward song qingxiao’s back.
At the sa ti, a black aura gushed out from Mrs. Shen’s neck and instantly turned into a ferocious black skeletal ghost head. It grinned.
All of this happened in the ti it took for a spark to fly off a Flint, and there was no prior warning.
The people on the boat were kowtowing, and the old Daoist was lost in thought.
Song qingxiao’s back was facing Mrs. Shen’s body, and she didn’t seem to notice the change behind her.
Song Changqing was the only one who saw it, but he had no ti to do anything.
His eyes were wide open, and there was a look of fear in them.
The next mont, song Qing opened her palm and a small green lamp appeared in her palm.
He did not even notice how the light appeared.
The lamp was about the size of a palm and looked like a green lotus. The lamp had several petals and there was a Violet Fla inside.
Song qingxiao didn’t care that the two tentacles behind her were about to touch her waist. They firmly cut her thin waist.
little … song Changqing was so shocked that his soul almost flew out of his body. He shouted, “”Junior sister …”
Before he finished his words, song Qing’s little finger gently touched the green lotus lamp and caught the purple fire in his fingertips.
Imdiately after, a Purple Lotus of light blood at her waist.
Flas flickered around the Lotus, and wherever the flas passed, the tentacles that were wrapped around it trembled. It was too late when they tried to retreat.
In a flash, the fla Lotus appeared at the broken neck of The Fiend corpse.
As the flas flickered, the eyes of the newly ford black skeleton ghostly head revealed a look of horror.
The violet Fla devoured The Fiend corpse along with its Yin Qi in an instant. The Fiend corpse’s body shriveled up, and the fla burned away the stench, fiendish Qi, and hatred.
The two slender tentacles lost the support of the air of resentnt. The source was destroyed, and in the end, they withered and fell to the ground like Burnt Ash.
The river water inside the boat shook and scattered the ashes, quickly disappearing without a trace.
The purple Lotus turned into a ball of fla again and flew up with a ‘whoosh’, landing steadily back into the green lamp.
“Hurry up and Dodge!”
Before song Changqing could finish his sentence, he saw that song Qing’s crisis had been averted.
He was flabbergasted as he looked at this magical scene in shock. He looked at song qingxiao with disbelief and shock.
Song qingxiao ignored him. She put away the chaos green lamp and turned around.
Mrs. Shen’s headless body was still at her feet. After losing the aura of resentnt, her body could no longer cause trouble.
However, she had died at the hands of the yin fiend and malicious ghost. The corpse contained intense corpse poison, and without the suppression of resentnt, it emitted an extrely pungent stench.
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