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Chapter 281: Soul Walker

“Cantone!”

The old Taoist Huangmei looked down at Long Ao and let out a series of sharp and weird laughter. All fears were everywhere. At this time, there was no trace of fear in his face. On the contrary, the pride in his bones was full of vigor.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to reach the level 5 of the Qi Refining Stage. The soul of the immortal cultivator is a very nourishing thing. Let's prepare to sacrifice to this Taoist priest!" The old Taoist Huangmei seemed to have changed, and his voice was hoarse and terrifying.

Long Ao's deep eyes also showed a hint of uneasiness. Is the opponent in front of him a demon cultivator? How could he look like this? His strength is probably above him.

"Master, that guy's breath is so strange, it gives me an extremely evil feeling. If you face him, you must be very careful." The Snowland Spider suddenly said. It was the evil breath of the old Taoist Huangmei who actually woke up the Snowland Spider who was practicing.

The hatred in Long Ao's heart was not weakened by the other party's transformation at all, but his heart had calmed down and treated this powerful and weird enemy calmly.

"Master, why not retreat. I'll deal with him. He is definitely not my opponent." The Snowland Spider was worried that Long Ao was injured and took the initiative to ask for battle.

"No, you are our secret weapon. I will not let you take action until the critical moment. What's more, he is my enemy. No matter how evil he is, I must kill him with my own hands." The hard lines on Long Ao's tough face looked even more cold!

"The drunkard, I know he is a demon cultivator. You are stupid, so go and help me. If Long Ao loses a hair, I will ask you." The drunkard suddenly said anxiously.

The drunkard was stunned and did not respond. Instead, he flashed his body and shouted: "Boy Long, this demon cultivator is very powerful. I will help you."

"Grand, two immortal cultivators are very good. I will send you to hell together!" The old Taoist Huangmei laughed wildly, not afraid of the two's joining forces at all.

"Drinking madman, you back, I'll deal with him. If something happens to me, don't mind me and protect my family from leaving here." Long Ao said coldly, already having an arrangement in his heart.

"Boy Long, don't be a hero. Haven't you always wanted to fight side by side with me? Then let's fight this devil together today." The drunkard said proudly.

Long Ao shook his head and said firmly: "Drinking madman, there is no need to say anything. The master and his wife are waiting for you to detoxify. You should retreat quickly and he will leave it to me to deal with it."

"Hey!" The drunkard sighed and retreated dozens of feet, but his eyes were fixed on the old Taoist yellow-browed. Once Long Ao had any accidents, he could kill him at any time.

A evil smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Long Ao's mouth, "Damn, Huangmao, you think you have changed your face and I'm afraid of you. Humph, what about the demon cultivator? If you have the ability, you can do something. Don't pretend to be a god or a ghost here."

"You're looking for death!"

The old Taoist Huangmei shouted loudly, and the black sword in his hand rushed towards Long Ao. The black sword seemed to be spiritual, and braved the cold breath to kill Long Ao.

Several feet of black light appeared outside the yellow-browed old Taoist's black robe. He pinched his hands and guided the flying sword to attack, while Long Ao raised his sword to greet him.

"What a strong strength!"

The speed and power of the flying sword were far beyond Long Ao's expectations. With all his strength, he could only barely entangle the flying sword.

Long Ao relied on his body to fight with the flying sword, and did not fight with him head-on, and the flying sword was faster driven by the old Taoist Huangmei.

The spiritual power may not be as good as the old Taoist Huangmei at this time, but Long Ao's speed was no less than that. A black shadow was connected to the flying sword.

The clanging sounds came continuously, and the long roar of Long Ao came from the dark shadows from time to time.

The drunkard's heart moved and quietly stepped forward several feet. Whether it was an immortal cultivator or a demon cultivator, his defense was not strong while attacking with a flying sword. At this time, it was the perfect opportunity for the drunkard to assassinate the old Taoist Huangmei.

Long Ao's whole body emitted a green aura. Although the flying sword was fast, Long Ao's speed was not slow. The flying sword changed with the wishes of the old Taoist Huangmei, but it was always helpless against Long Ao.

When the old Huangmei Dao saw that the drunkard was gradually pushing him up, he obviously had some intentions and was furious. He suddenly murmured a spell and held up a black spire with one hand. The spire was about three feet high, and a black evil aura appeared in his hand.

"Soul Walker!"

The old Taoist Huangmei roared, and a ball of black smoke suddenly emerged from the black tower spire, and hundreds of black human-shaped shadows surrounded him.

"Not good!" The drunkard thought to himself that it was not good, and immediately stopped moving forward, drew out his sword and looked at the black shadows vigilantly.

"Boy, let you know what the power of the soul walker is." Huangmei Old Dao smiled proudly.

As soon as the old Taoist Huangmei's flying sword retreated, clusters of black shadows suddenly surrounded Long Ao.

"What are these things? Are human souls?" Long Ao said in surprise. Even Long Ao suddenly felt it was a bit difficult to accept when facing these monsters that did not belong to humans.

"Only one hundred people can maintain the magic power of a soul messenger. There are the soul power of tens of thousands of people here. Boy, you can feel like you are wrapped in darkness and then eaten up your soul!" Huangmei Old Taoist said with a crazy laugh.

"Haha! The Great Elder is mighty!"

Tens of thousands of horse thieves went from frightened to excited, shouting wildly. Just looking at the strange aura of the soul walkers, you know that it is not easy to deal with. With so many methods from the old Taoist Huangmei, these horse thieves were naturally extremely excited.

These soul walkers are about the same size as human bodies, but they are as vague as a ball of smoke. When Long Ao was still shocked, these soul walkers acted like ghosts.

The corpses on the ground actually became the targets of these soul walkers. These soul walkers pounced on the corpses, and a ball of black air spurted towards the corpses. The corpses remained motionless, but a black breath roared in pain, and were soon sucked into the stomach by the soul walkers.

The soul walker screamed, and the body of the soul walker doubled out of thin air after sucking. Judging from Long Ao's intuition, these soul walkers also have the strength of at least level nine warriors, or even stronger.

"Grand!" Huangmei's old Taoist shook his right hand, not knowing what he said, but the soul walkers stagnated at the same time, and then all gathered together.

"Kill him!" Huangmei's old Taoist laughed wildly, and the soul walkers roared and rushed towards Long Ao at the same time.

"Ao'er, be careful, grandpa believes that you will defeat these evil things." Although Long Tian was worried, he still loudly supported his only grandson Long Ao.

"Ao, come on, you will definitely defeat them." Long Ao's parents said at the same time.

There were bursts of laughter from the horse thieves. The more powerful these soul walkers are, the louder they laugh. Of course, if these horse thieves face these soul walkers, they might not be able to laugh at all.

"Brother Long, you are invincible. I have confidence in you and kill these ghosts." Manniu laughed loudly, and had never lacked confidence in Long Ao.
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