Chapter 1578

The old grandmother said a few words to the white wolf in Huazu language, and the White Wolf replied later.

Song Zuni turned pale and looked at Jiang Wuchen and Meng youruo. "Mr. Jiang, Ms. Meng, I'm only afraid of harming you. The old grandmother said if she handed over the outsider, could the white wolves retreat? The White Wolf said yes."

Jiang Wuchen smiled. The old grandmother really had some means. At least she could not be too picky in fooling these villagers. She established her authority and suppressed other ideas of the villagers.

At this time, song Zuni's father song Jiawang stood up. The man had been scratched by wolves in many places. He said something to his grandmother in Huazu language.

Without waiting for the words to finish, the white wolf standing in front of his grandmother suddenly rushed forward, clawed out by lightning, and directly broke song Jiawang's chest, causing him to die on the spot.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar at the scene.

Song Jiawang's wife burst into tears, raised a wooden stick and beat the white wolf. The white wolf then opened her mouth and bit her neck and died next to song Jiawang.

The old grandmother quickly picked up the wooden stick and shouted at the threat. Only then did the White Wolf stabilize again.

Seeing her parents both killed, song Zuni's brain was buzzing. She almost didn't faint. She shouted hysterically, "Dad, mom!"

Although Jiang Wuchen doesn't know what song Jiawang said there, he must help himself speak. Maybe it means that outsiders help the village treat furuncle.

If you take the initiative to hand over Jiang Wuchen and Meng youruo, you will never be killed by the White Wolf

People around also found the two strange faces of Jiang Wuchen and Meng youruo, as if they saw the God of plague, and began to retreat slowly.

Song Zuni cried to death, trembled all over, and was frightened. Meng youruo sympathized and angrily helped her. Jiang Wuchen's anger was also successfully provoked by the old grandmother.

He told song Zuni softly, "Song guide, don't be sad. Your parents are good people. Even if they die, I can save them."

This sentence revealed the confidence of absolute hegemony. Song Zuni was extremely sad, but she seemed to see a glimmer of hope, "Mr. Jiang, please..."

The crowd gave way to a passage, and the people around looked at Jiang Wuchen and Meng youruo angrily and in horror. These two were outsiders, who attracted the animal attack.

The old grandmother turned her head and saw that it was a wrinkled face like the skin of an old tree. Her eyes seemed calm, but revealed an anger.

Jiang Wuchen's soul force spread out again, sensing the old grandmother, and still failed to feel any evil spirit or vitality from her.

It seems that... I'm not angry.

This anger is not an emotion, but a living breath in the living.

Generally living people must have vitality. Some Taoists also call it human aura, vitality and so on.

Jiang Wuchen's voice spread to the old grandmother, "I didn't mean to offend when we came here. When we met for the first time, you hurt us so much. Let's see if I don't uncover your mask!"

At the same time, he took out a thick stack of great mercy spells and threw them out.

The great mercy mantra flickered, and the golden mang rushed to the wolves.

"Dora night, yavrujiti, sabaha!" as Jiang Wuchen recited the truth, all the great mercy mantras burst open, and the powerful sacred breath filled the whole valley in an instant.

Those demon wolves are just primary demon beasts. They can't resist such a strong sacred breath. With the demon gas purified, they cry bitterly one by one, and even some demon wolves fall to the ground and die.

The White Wolf screamed with fear, and Jiang Wuchen's fingers twinkled.

It was a magic power from the sword to break the sky. As a spiritual master, killing the white wolf with this magic power was like killing a chicken with an ox knife. The White Wolf's head was cut off instantly, and blood gushed on the old grandmother's face.

From Jiang Wuchen stepping on the muddy sky wheel to purifying the evil spirit and killing the White Wolf, but in two seconds, my grandparents didn't even have enough time to react, let alone deal with it.

The surrounding villagers were stunned one by one, stunned on the spot, and only the group of demon wolves fled in shock.

Driven by the muddy sky wheel, Jiang Wuchen's body was suspended in the air. The sound was like a Hong Zhong roaring to thousands of Villagers: "I'm the supreme Luo Jinxian of Haotian. I figured out that there are demons here. I'm here to kill demons! You demons, haven't appeared yet." Jiang Wuchen said, reaching out and pointing to his old grandmother, immediately took out a falling magic spell and threw it away.

The falling spell grew at the sight of the wind. It was like a big net that wrapped the old grandmother in an instant. The old grandmother's face was stiff, her eyes looked more frightened, and her mouth read: "it's... Tang people..."

Jiang Wuchen sneered in his heart. At this moment, it can be concluded that the old grandmother must have something to do with the spirit of flowers. Otherwise, how can we see that Jiang Wuchen is a Tang nationality through a spell!

Jiang Wuchen's spell comes from Tang monk, who is a descendant of the Tang people. This time, the old grandmother regarded Jiang Wuchen as a descendant of the Tang people.

The power of falling the magic spell is not great, but the damage to the old grandmother is beyond Jiang Wuchen's imagination. With the contraction of the big net, the evil spirit on the old grandmother finally appeared.

As the evil spirit suddenly appeared on her, the power of descending the magic spell was even more powerful.

The old grandmother tried to break free and couldn't open it for a few times. She became more and more frightened and sent a message to Jiang Wuchen: "the immortal is on the top. Spare my life, spare my life."

I stopped playing tricks many years ago. I wish I knew to beg for mercy.

Jiang Wuchen's mind moved. The spell on the besieged old grandmother immediately disappeared, and everything returned to normal. Jiang Wuchen was shining with gold and powerful, which made people dare not look directly at her.

The villagers watched with wide eyes and panic on their faces.

The most powerful thing to force is to stop when enough is enough and keep going strong. When the villagers get used to it, they lose the effect. Jiang Wuchen jumps down from the muddy sky wheel at once. At the same time, the muddy sky wheel is included in the bag of heaven and earth.

Meng youruo immediately heard, "how did you get the golden awn behind you?"

This is Jiang Wuchen's little secret. The white flower in his three color flower spirit root can change other attributes. The golden awn just now is just caused by the vitality of the golden system.

"A kind of magic power." Jiang Wuchen sent a voice to Meng youruo.

After landing, Jiang Wuchen came to song Jiawang and his wife, took the best healing medicine from the heaven and earth bag, and then sealed the wound with vitality.

This alone cannot cure them, because their souls have gone out of the body, but they have not been taken away by the four soul officials.

At this moment, the four soul officials have appeared in the distance. When they see Jiang Wuchen, they immediately worship here.

Jiang Wuchen ignored the four people, released their soul power, controlled the souls of song Jiawang and his wife, and sent them back to their bodies. With a soul power injected into their orifices, they suddenly woke up.

The four soul officials looked at each other bitterly and bowed down again. No one else saw this scene except Jiang Wuchen