Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

The other yellow-faced people who were fleeing frantically were horrified and their eyes widened. The yellow and greasy masks of the actors stared in shock at the strange yellow face that was chewing its own yellow face in the blood mist as if it were beef.

There was a huge wave in my heart.

Yellow face...

Which one is this!?

What on earth is he doing!?

He actually dared to swallow and chew other yellow-faced creatures. Does this mean that... other yellow-faced creatures are also his targets?

He is for...

It's to eat all the yellow faces here!

"Who the hell are you!? Are you crazy!?"

Yellow Face questioned.

Click, click.

Keep chewing.

The yellow-faced man curled his lips, and a yellow greasy thread spitted out from the corner of his mouth, gently shaking it at the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the other yellow-faced men with a playful look and said sarcastically,

"Haha...you guys are so stupid that you actually forgot the core magical power of our Mask Cult. Do you really think I'm willing to stay with you and share the evil spirits with you?"

"A bunch of idiots! Playing with you! It's so much fun! Hehehe~"

The yellow face had a pouting mouth and was grinning from ear to ear.

Say it.

The yellow face that was teasing the other yellow faces disappeared mysteriously, and reappeared, swallowing the other yellow faces in one gulp. The horrible biting and chewing force was beyond the ability of the yellow faces, who had already lost their physical bodies, to resist.

Bite after bite.

in a blink.

Only three cards are left that are controlled by the old immortal Xiaoyao.

The rest all went into the mouth of the weird yellow-faced creature!

"Old man...let me eat those three yellow faces too." The strange yellow face's mouth was puffed up, and he stared at the other three yellow faces greedily. The third line on his face gradually appeared.

And the edges of his yellow face.

Gradually, fine and dense granulations emerged.

It sways quickly like water plants.

soon.

Tender pieces of flesh grew out of the granulation tissue. As the power of the yellow face was devoured by him, the yellow and greasy face that was originally suspended in the blood mist was visibly growing into the appearance of a human.

Chen Yuan.

Gradually reacted.

Chen Yuan, who was lying on the ground chewing the rotten flesh and blood like a pig, had his face covered in blood. Suddenly, he looked up, his bloodshot pupils staring at the strange yellow face.

Obviously…

Was it chopped into pieces by him?

Why did it grow again?

hey-hey…

Then chop it into pieces again!

"Hehe~ It smells so good! Your face smells much better than other faces!" Chen Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Blood stains covered his entire body. Chen Yuan, who had transformed into a half-evil appearance, stretched out his tongue, which was as long as his forearm, and saliva flowed down his tongue.

He is so hungry.

eat!

My stomach is growling.

You have to eat your fill!

"Crazy Taoist! I'm not one of those low-class yellow-faced people who actually got together to do that trick of joining forces to win together! It really makes me laugh to death!"

Yellow face laughing wildly.

The old immortal Xiaoyao controls Xiaoyao Kunpeng.

In the Xiaoyaozhu illusion, he kept attacking and killing the three yellow-faced guys. He couldn't help but frown when he heard the voice of this yellow-faced guy.

He even plays with his own yellow face.

This unscrupulous action.

It doesn’t look like a yellow face…instead, it’s more like a white face personality!

"Are you... White Face?"

The old immortal Xiaoyao asked.

"White Face?" The strange yellow face grinned, as if teasing someone, and smiled, "Yes, I am White Face, do you believe it?"

The old immortal Xiaoyao frowned deeply.

Damn!

This group of lunatics who follow the mask-making religion.

It simply cannot be viewed with common sense.

His Xiaoyaoyou... after all, had just been promoted. It was already his limit for him to deal with three strong yellow-faced men with flesh and blood bodies. Now a man who looked like a white-faced man appeared. If a fight broke out... I really don't know who would win!

Heart teaching.

After all, it is not about restraining the mask-making religion.

Between the two religions.

It is mutual restraint.

If we just compete in spirit and soul, the yellow-faced guys are no match for him.

But the yellow face...is more than just the soul.

Their flesh and blood are integrated with evil spirits.

Head-on confrontation.

His old bones,

Really no match.

But this weird yellow face.

The entire face is rapidly growing flesh.

Plan for today.

He can only rely on Chen Yuan, who is in a state of confusion and hysteria!

"Old Immortal Xiaoyao..." The strange yellow-faced man suddenly looked solemn and said earnestly, "Do you really want to be my enemy? We haven't seen each other for many years. Have you forgotten the friendship between us?!"

The old immortal Xiaoyao frowned.

My mind froze.

Friendship?

Is there still friendship between us?

Why... no impression.

But... did you listen to it?

puff!

A punch hit the chest of Xiaoyao Laoxian, who was stunned for a moment. The whole white robe fluttered violently. Xiaoyao Laoxian was originally in control of the illusion, and suddenly he was hit by a punch, and the illusion was in danger!

how come! ?

How could I lose consciousness!?

He is free in mind and extremely sharp in spirit.

Never let up!

There is only one possibility.

Hit by the strange yellow-faced man's magical power!

"I'll chop you to death!" Chen Yuan frowned, chewing flesh and blood in his mouth, jumped high, and swung his arms wildly, blocking the strange yellow face that was hitting the old immortal Xiaoyao again.

Two intertwined sword energies.

Stirring up strong winds.

The surging destructive evil spirit and the terrifying blood curse penetrated the strange yellow-faced man's new body and violently collided with his internal organs, beating the strange yellow-faced man so hard that only more than half of his body was left!

The body of the explosion.

Offal, intestines...

All hanging outside.

It swayed as the strange yellow-faced man's chest rose and fell.

The strange yellow face had a gloomy expression.

This lunatic!

So difficult!

The soul is strange and the body is strong.

Strong combat effectiveness.

He has no rationality at all and is simply a lunatic. To be an enemy of such a person, their face-changing abilities are extremely limited. Perhaps only a real white-faced person... can affect his memory!

Other facial makeup.

It's hard to say.

"We can only stop him first!"

The strange yellow-faced man's eyes rolled, and flesh and blood slowly grew out of his body. Suddenly, all of it fell off, turning into little evil spirits as thick as arms, with one eyeball on their green-skinned heads, baring their fangs and claws, and making strange and creepy noises.

One-eyed monster!

The old immortal Xiaoyao thought to himself that something was wrong.

The number is still increasing.

The one-eyed monsters are of average strength, but their advantage lies in their large numbers. The one-eyed monsters spawned by the strange yellow face are as dense as locusts, surrounding Chen Yuan and constantly pouncing on him.

"It's your turn!"

The strange yellow face looked at the other three yellow faces.

"Oops!"

The old immortal Xiaoyao felt something was not good.

"He's going to eat these three yellow faces and then leave!"

Unable to defeat Chen Yuan who was suffering from hysteria.

Therefore, I began to think about quitting.

After all, the original purpose of the weird yellow-faced creature was just to eat other yellow-faced creatures and successfully cultivate his magical powers. There was no need for him to fight with Chen Yuan.

But he didn't want Weird Yellow Face to escape.

Now that this yellow-faced creature, which is no different from an evil spirit, has left the ghost town, the people outside will probably be in trouble!

What he cultivates is the freedom of mind.

He will never allow the strange yellow face to slip away under his nose, as this will bring disaster to the people and will clearly form a confrontation with Xin Zhi Xiaoyao!

Just when he was becoming increasingly irritated.

They had been waiting for the Bodhisattva Wuxiang for a long time...

It finally appeared.

"Yellow face...you've gone too far. It's time to stop."

The Formless Bodhisattva floated over, with a layer of fat skin on the surface of his body swaying in the wind. The Bodhisattva's appearance was solemn and strange, floating in the void. Lines of soul and blood fluttered like silk threads between the hems of the Formless Bodhisattva's skirt.

Xiaoyao Old Immortal,

With a sigh of relief.