Chapter 550

"Headmaster?"

Tang Hao was stunned, and then suddenly.

This person should be Taoist Qingxu, the real leader of Maoshan, and Taoist Zhenyang is just the acting leader.

Maoshan has ancestral training. Those who inherit the position of leader must have real-life strength. Therefore, such a special situation will occur.

"Shit, I'm not dead!"

Wang Changsheng's face changed slightly and scolded angrily.

And a crowd of evil practitioners became agitated, and many people showed a timid look and retreated.

In mid air, the green empty Taoist priest swept his eyes and fell on Wang Changsheng.

"Who are you?" He raised his eyebrows and eyes and shouted loudly.

"My surname is Wang. I'm your grandfather!" Wang Changsheng shouted.

"Wang?" Qingxu frowned and his face changed, "you are the devil of the Wang family? Why did you come out?"

"Why, you still want to kill me all your life! The other one, come out together! I'll kill you together and make Maoshan a history."

"Hum! Arrogance!"

Taoist Qingxu snorted coldly.

"You'll know if you're arrogant after beating, but before that, I'll kill you!"

Wang Changsheng said, and his eyes swept towards Tang Hao like electricity. As soon as he raised his hand, countless black lights burst out and poured in, completely to kill Tang Hao.

"Shit!"

Tang Hao's face changed wildly. As soon as he shook his hand, all the jade runes on his body burst out.

However, it can't stop so many black awns at all.

The black awn tore open the thunder light and the fire light and bombarded it.

With a stuffy hum, Tang Hao flew out backwards and flew several feet away before landing.

Trembling all over, he vomited blood and was seriously injured.

"Tang Daoyou!"

The Taoist priest around gave a cry and hurried over.

"Shit, it's not dead!"

Wang Changsheng swears and will raise his hand again.

"Wu, don't be crazy!"

Taoist priest Qingxu shouted angrily and shot. As soon as he clapped his hands together and drank, the sword behind him came out of the scabbard.

This is a wooden sword, but the material is extraordinary. There are many runes and seal characters engraved on it. It is shining brightly and exudes an amazing momentum.

Obviously, this is a treasure.

The wooden sword swished out, turned into a golden light and came to kill.

"Oh, my God! That's Mao Shan!"

A crowd of evil xiudun was in panic and exclaimed.

This falling magic sword is the treasure of Maoshan mountain and the treasure that can only be held by leaders of all dynasties.

Since ancient times, I don't know how many evil spirits have died under this sword.

"Do you think I have no baby!"

Wang Changsheng snorted coldly and opened his mouth, and a black awn gushed out and turned into a small black seal.

He held the seal in his hand and rose into the air.

Then, as soon as the seal shook, the black smoke gushed out, turned into countless ferocious ghosts, and rushed towards the golden light.

For a moment, golden light and black smoke were hanged fiercely in mid air, and the fight was inseparable.

On the ground, everyone looked up and looked at the sky.

The outcome of this battle will also be determined by the victory or defeat between the two.

"Lao Zu is mighty!"

The evil cultivation party kept shouting and cheering.

Soon, the Taoist priests could not help shouting.

Shouting and shouting, the two sides scolded each other. Scolding and scolding, they fought again and fought fiercely.

However, in terms of overall strength, they are not the opponents of Maoshan side, and have been defeated one after another.

In mid air, it was a fight.

Seeing the situation below, Wang Changsheng was a little anxious. If he went on like this, he would become the commander of the light pole again.

"Withdraw!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, he immediately made a decision.

"Smelly Taoist, you're a little powerful, but how long can you live? When you die, I'll kill your Maoshan."

As soon as Wang Changsheng received the seal, he stepped back.

At the bottom, a group of evil spirits were shocked and retreated.

Taoist priest Qingxu gave a cold hum and moved his mind. The wooden sword rushed away and killed the evil practitioners. After turning around in the crowd, more than ten evil practitioners were killed.

"Smelly Taoist, dare you!"

Wang Changsheng drank violently, urged the seal, gushed out billowing black smoke, and killed the Taoist priest below.

Then, take the people back quickly.

With a long finger, the sword flew back and wiped out the black smoke.

Soon, a group of evil cults retired.

There was a mess in front of the mountain gate.

Many Taoist priests were injured and looked embarrassed. Several Taoist priests died in the fierce battle. A sad and heavy atmosphere was shrouded in the square.

In mid air, the figure suddenly trembled and almost fell down.

But soon, it was stable.

"Headmaster!"

A group of Taoist priests shouted anxiously.

"It's all right. I'm just hurt. If it doesn't get in the way, the devil is also hurt." The Taoist priest Qingxu fell down, "Zhenyang, what's the matter with all this?"

At that moment, Taoist Zhenyang explained the whole story in detail.

"So it is! It's troublesome. I only have about three years to live, and the devil is afraid to live for a long time."

Hearing the speech, everyone showed a heavy color.

"Zhenyang, and you, there is still no breakthrough in cultivation?" The green empty Taoist priest swept his eyes and was a little lost.

"Alas! These days, the aura is getting thinner and thinner. It's not so easy to cultivate. We have no hope." Old Taoist Zhenyang shook his head.

"Yes!"

The green empty way long nodded.

Then he glanced and saw Tang Hao. He was stunned at the moment.

In front of him, although his momentum was weak, his cultivation was obviously half a step to build a foundation, and what surprised him was that he was young.

He was a little hoodwinked, so he looked at Tang Hao directly and looked at Tang Hao a little embarrassed.

"This... Which is it? What elixir did you eat? How can you rejuvenate? Oh! It's rare. It's half a step to build the foundation. There's hope!"

He smiled brightly, strode forward, pinched Tang Hao's cheek and said happily, "Oh, you see, this tender meat is really magical!"

"Well, I've decided. You're the next leader. I'll entrust you with this glorious task!"

Then he grabbed Tang Hao's hand and shook it warmly.

Tang Hao held back and didn't roll his eyes.

And the faces of the Taoist priests all rose a little red, and it was hard to hold back their laughter.

"Headmaster, he... Is not from Maoshan."

Taoist Zhenyang said with a smile.

"Ah? Not from Maoshan? Oh! Taoist friend, I'm abrupt, which makes you laugh! Speaking of it, Taoist friend, where are you from? Your meat is so tender, so smooth and amazing."

Then he touched it again.

Tang Hao finally couldn't help but roll his eyes and said coldly, "I'm 19 this year. I'm not an old monster. Thank you!"

Taoist Qingxu laughed, "Taoist friend, you are so humorous! You can tell jokes. I like your character! Do you think so!"

As he spoke, he looked around at the Taoist priest.

However, the Taoist priests didn't laugh, only he was laughing.

As he smiled, he realized something was wrong, and the laughter gradually decreased.

"Headmaster, this is really nineteen!"

Zhenyang came up and whispered.

Taoist priest Qingxu was stunned, a little unbelievable.

"Oh! By the way, he is not only nineteen, but also can make jade runes!"

"Jade talisman?" Taoist Qingxu stared round.

"Yes! Very powerful jade talisman!"

"Poof!" The green empty Taoist priest covered his chest and almost spit out blood.

"Oh! By the way, he can also refine pills! He can refine many pills!"

"Alchemy?"

Taoist Qingxu stared more roundly, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.