A group of people came towards Wangchen Village. Mei Xi followed her brother-in-law. Although she felt safe, she felt frightened when she turned around and saw so many stiff walking corpses. This girl is no longer the timid and fearful person she used to be.

*Now, Mei Xi has experienced too many incredible things and grievances, and she knows very well that she is the only one who is hurt by being so soft-hearted.

"Brother-in-law, these big rice dumplings must be killed, otherwise something will happen soon..."

"Have we, Meixi, grown up? My brother-in-law knows that I can make my own arrangements and don't come out of my sight." Wushuang put his arms around Lin Meixi's slender shoulders.

The two slaves secretly changed their magazines and the bullets were already full. They knew how ruthless the leader was. Once the other party handed over the Li family's ancestral treasures, they would immediately deal with them all on the spot without leaving any future troubles!

Time has been standing still for a long time, but this is only standing still in the third space, which does not delay the best moment to remove the seal.

By the way, Wang Laodao had his own business to do when he was separated from Wushuang and Nalanhong during the day. He had to repaint the outer wall of the Li family ancestral hall, and all the Sanskrit mantras were once again densely written. In fact, Wangchen Village is not scary.

For everyone, the biggest threat is not these immortal kings of all evils, but the evil god sealed in the Li family ancestral hall. The evil god is born and there will never be peace in the world. The evil god is called Xiu Rakshasa, and he is the king of evil in the Western Regions.

The Forgotten Evil Lord Dharmakaya. The reason why Li Zicheng was able to capture the capital was also based on the evil laws of the Western Regions. As for how he learned these evil laws, no one has studied them.

(As our story deepens step by step, you will find that the mystery of the lost ancient village, which originally seemed to be an independent volume, is closely related to the mystery of the mysterious disappearance of the Darhan Palace in the Bagan Jaran Desert.)

In front of the Li family ancestral hall, all the corpse soldiers of Wangchen Village stopped. The walls were densely painted with Sanskrit mantras. They could not get close, and they did not need to repeat the same moths flying into the flames every night.

Everyone walked straight into the first floor of the Li family ancestral hall. The evil god in the ancestral hall still looked hateful and ferocious, but the evil light in his eyes had been sealed again.

"Where?" Wang Laodao asked impatiently.

"In the mouth of the Shurasha!" Li Shixian said.

"In the mouth of the Shurasha? You can really hide it, but then I need to release the restraints on the Shurasha, right?"

"Taoist Master, our Li family keeps our word. We two brothers know that your Taoism is profound and unpredictable, so you won't refuse, right?" The Li brothers have obviously laid a trap for Wang Laodao. You know, you have to lift it.

Binding an evil god is a very dangerous thing. This is an evil god, not a big rice dumpling. No one knows how powerful this guy is.

Wushuang asked: "Old Taoist, what kind of evil god is Rakshasa? Why haven't I heard of it? It's not from the Central Plains, right?"

"Wushuang, have you heard of the Kingdom of Lishidana?"

"Listana Kingdom? Are you talking about the legendary desert king city of the Western Regions? If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. This country should be the Western Region Civilization in BC, right? It seems that it disappeared mysteriously like the Dark Khanate.

.What? This Rakshasa cultivator is related to the mysterious disappearance of the Kingdom of Lishitana?" Wushuang recalled the ancient legend.

"Yes, it is said that the Kingdom of Lishidana was later destroyed by the desert lion Kakubu, and Shuraksha was the evil god believed in by the Kakubu Kingdom." Wang Laodao told him.

"Hey, Old Li Tou, how did your King Li Chuang hook up with the Evil God of the Western Regions? What? Did he have a concubine with a high nose and blue eyes? Haha..." Wushuang asked.

"Back then, our ancestors had some friendship with the Simon Gudarhan tribe, but we don't know where his faith came from." Li Shixian did not tell the truth.

Wang Laodao pondered for a moment. He needed to consider whether to lift the seal on Shurasha. This evil god had been sealed for hundreds of years, and he didn't know if he was still as evil as before. If it was as scary as the legend, let alone him.

Well, even if the ancestors appear, they may not be able to control the evil power of the Shurasha. If the Shurasha reappears in the world, it is destined to be bloody and never peaceful.

"Wushuang, did you bring cinnabar?" Wang Laodao asked.

"Bring it."

"Where's Mo Dou?"

"I brought it too."

Wang Laodao was very cautious. Although he had to release the evil god, he had to be restrained to a certain extent so that he could not wake up completely. He took Wushuang's cinnabar pen and first drew a mysterious mark on Shurasha's chest, and then

Use ink pipe lines to surround the entire ten-meter area in front of Shurasha without leaving any gaps.

"Old Taoist, are you sure it's safe to do this? There's no need for us to take risks, right?" Wushuang had an ominous premonition in his heart. He had never encountered such a thing in his many adventures, and the reason why the other party called him an evil god was not

Monsters and ghosts, I believe that his energy can be compared with that of real gods. So how can a few mortals control the energy of an evil god? This is too risky!

Wang Laodao seemed full of confidence: "It should be no problem, unless the evil gods of the Western Regions are immune to the evil spirits of the Middle Earth."

Wang Laodao waved his hand, signaling everyone to exit the ancestral hall.

After everyone exited, he closed the door, held his breath, took a breath of Qi from his Dantian and placed it in his palm. Then he lightly scratched a cut with the nail of his other hand, and blood flowed out from his palm. He raised his head

Look directly into the evil god's eyes, silently recite a Sanskrit mantra in your mouth, then push out a Buddha mudra from your palm and punch it into the evil god's chest.

Suddenly, the entire Wangchen Village shook slightly, and the outer shell of the evil elephant faded and fell off little by little, finally revealing its dark flesh. His eyes were filled with evil light, and he looked at the white-haired Taoist priest in front of him.

When he opened his mouth slightly and was about to spit out the ancestral treasure of the Li family contained in his mouth, Wang Laodao discovered that there was nothing in his mouth at all. It was a bloody mouth, with streams of black smoke spraying out from his mouth.

come out.

"Liar! You Li family are liars!" He yelled and wanted to try to seal the Shurasha again, but this is an evil god, and it is not so easy to release it and re-seal it. The evil god's originally half-crouched body has begun to stand upright, and the waves are

Black smoke kept overflowing from the bloody mouth. It was the evil spirit of hell. Let alone inhaling it, even if you smelled even a hint of the smell, you would be out of your mind.

"Old Dao, what's wrong?" Wushuang shouted outside the door.

"Don't come in! None of you are allowed to come in!" If it were normal times, Wu Shuang and Nalan Hong would have rushed in to see what was going on, but today Wang Laodao's tone was unusual. This arrogant old Taoist is a true outsider, and he must be the real one.
Chapter completed!