Both were extremely fast. As soon as the old Taoist priest Wang shouted, the purple lightning like beans bloomed like lotus.

A huge pressure appeared in the yard, making people breathless.

"This is the innate purple thunder. How can he practice it? Even the head of Laoshan, Master Qingyun, is only a master of five thunders. He cannot produce a trace of purple lightning. He is far from reaching the level of running innate and thunder on behalf of the sky. How can he do it?"

"Squeak..." screamed.

The red fox's body shook, and his whole body turned black, and purple light flowed on his body, constantly wailing.

It came faster than going, and rushed into the old Taoist's arms.

The little beast kept rolling, its fur fell off, and its big pink and brown eyes were filled with tears, and it was whining.

The three-meter-high ghost also screamed, like a frightened child. It turned into smoke and rushed back into the wine jar on the table.

"Xiaohong, Xiaohong, don't die. If you die, I won't live anymore..." The old Taoist priest's expression changed drastically, just like a child who died.

The turbid tears flowed down his face. He sat on the ground holding the little fox. His voice was so sad that those who heard it were sad and those who listened to it were crying.

Everyone outside the yard opened their mouths wide and didn't understand at all.

As soon as the fight started, the opponent was beaten and cried. What is it?

Su Chen held a long sword in his hand and was about to pursue the victory, but he heard the crying sound and couldn't help but stand there, feeling extremely absurd.

"What tricks do you want to play? Do you want to use crying to reduce my vigilance and then wait for an opportunity to take action? Then, the old Taoist priest still has a trump card?"

The light on the long sword in his hand was even more intense, with wisps of lilac like ripples, wandering around.

The clear light of the soul swept across the world, and all the subtle things were controlled in the heart, and the cold murderous intent was surging in my heart.

"Don't... stop doing it. I'll give in. Can't I give in?" The old Taoist priest took out a Taoist book from his arms and threw it over: "Don't you want to see the inheritance of my Taoist veins? I'll give it to you, all of it, poor Xiaohong..."

As he spoke, the old man burst into tears again.

Su Chen's expression became even more strange, and the murderous intent in his heart gradually faded away. He found that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

This old Taoist priest really admits defeat and is really sad.

The soul sensed it for a while and savored it carefully.

Without doing fake acting, this Taoist priest Wang was all in his heart.

As for the little fox, after being subjected to Su Chen's full strength, he was only injured. His fur was burnt and rolling and screaming, full of vitality.

It seems that its defense is much stronger than the body of the wolf demon Feng Wuyue that day.

The surface was sadly injured, but in fact, the red fox had its charred and dead flesh growing again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The reason why it screams miserable is actually because Su Chen's lightning has a unique effect after it turns into purple.

There is an additional attack that entangles the soul and hits the body, with the artistic conception of not stopping until the enemy is killed.

In the soul vision, the flesh and blood on the fox's body had just grown again, and another lavender light burst into a glimmer of light, destroying life and repeating itself.

No wonder the little beast rolled in pain.

Su Chen was very surprised. He remembered that when he was fighting with Yan Chixia that day, this thunder lightning was not as strange as it is now.

"After the colorful thunder turns purple, it will grow and evolve on its own? You need to study it carefully when you go back."

These days, Xinxin thought to deal with the strange emotions that arose in her mind. She didn't have time to sort out what she had learned carefully. Su Chen had a little sense of consciousness at this time, and couldn't help but feel very alert.

The deep murderous intent that just appeared rose from my heart, which was very unreasonable.

In fact, to be honest, this incident is nothing more than the old Taoist priest who is proud of himself, taking a test and exchanging skills.

According to your previous personality, you don’t think about killing the other party, just suppress it.

"Suspicious, tyrannical, greedy, desire..."

If all kinds of thoughts are not under control, there must be something wrong.

The soul's clear light shines on the body, and as soon as all kinds of thoughts arise, they are forcibly suppressed by this clear light.

Su Chen's eyes were as calm as water, and his mood returned to peace.

The old Taoist Wang sensed the volatility of the clear light on Su Chen's body, looked up in shock, and sighed suddenly, "So that's it. I just said that your murderous intent is so heavy, it's so strong that it's actually at the level of sacrifice and refining the soul... People are so angry that people are so angry. The old Taoist practices all his life and has not even touched the threshold. You can reach the sky at a young age..."

His palm pressed on the little fox and a faint white light entered it.

Su Chen could see that he wanted to drive away all the purple lightning light, but the essence of that purple light was obviously much stronger than the white air light output by the old Taoist priest, and the effect of doing so was not very great.

The little fox was trembling in pain, and he let the old Taoist priest move without moving. Tears fell down, looking very pitiful.

Su Chen's heart moved, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "I'd better do it. It's actually simple to disperse the lightning..."

Without waiting for Wang Laodao's approval, he took two steps forward and carried the little fox over.

A clear light flashed, and the purple light shone just as it shone into stars.

As the lightning faded, the fur and flesh of the little red fox quickly grew automatically.

It squinted its eyes, and seemed to stretch its waist in Su Chen's hands very much.

The size of a palm is soft and warm, and the furry feels good.

It smelled the clear light, and seemed to like this breath very much. It hummed a few times, stretched out its pink tongue and licked Su Chen's hand a few times, and still peeked at him with its big brown eyes timidly.

"The little guy is very cute and doesn't hold grudges. It's really adorable. No wonder the old Taoist priest will feel so distressed after it is injured. This is to raise the little fox as his grandchildren."

Su Chen gently stroked the soft fur of the little fox and couldn't help but laugh.

The Taoist book had just glanced at it and understood what happened to this ghost and fox.

The old Taoist priest practiced the method of controlling ghosts and expelling beasts. I don’t know how he practiced it, but he actually made the big ghost a funny person and the little fox a pet.

However, no matter how well he raises his way of raising him, at least, the combat effectiveness of these two guys is indeed good.

Just as the old Taoist priest said before, if he only used the five-thunder Heavenly Gang and Five-Colored Thunder Light from Laoshan Dao, it would be really hard for him to do anything to this little fox.

The colorful thunder hits it, and even if it breaks the little red fox's defense, it can recover from its injuries in a blink of an eye.

With the ability to come and go like lightning and hide in a subtle way, if someone reaches the fifth level, it will be quite difficult to deal with.

These things are just small things. It really changed Su Chen's attitude, and he helped the little fox to cure injuries and showed his affinity. In fact, it was the old Taoist priest's words just now.

His heart hopped twice, but his face was silent.

But I knew in my heart that I was right this time.

The abnormal thoughts in my mind seemed extremely troublesome to me. I was looking for solutions everywhere, but in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, I was very envious. What does it mean?

It proves that Mr. Wang had seen or heard of this situation.

Seeing that the little fox was fine, Su Chen smiled and handed it over and asked inadvertently: "Myster Wang just said that he had ever had such an experience as sacrificing the soul?"

"Oh, the old Taoist does not have such a blessing. Exercising beasts and controlling ghosts is a small path in the side. It is not as good as the three flower practices of the Xuanmen Sect. The soul is clear. If you want to practice the soul and Dharma image, you will probably have no hope in this life."

The old Taoist priest looked a little lonely, gently stroked the fox's fur, and said, "I heard from my master a few decades ago that I didn't take these things seriously at that time. I just thought that catching monsters and killing ghosts, the better the method. Every day, I sit and raise my soul and live in the deep mountains. How can I be more happy than the previous person's name? I've taken the wrong path after all."
Chapter completed!