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Tao·Eighth Palace!
Wen Wanwan has seen this thing in the Eighth Palace once, but it is certainly not its full power.

After all, it's not a life-and-death battle. It would be a bit petty to use all your strength in a competition.

Even a Buddhist who has always been stingy would not be able to do such a thing, let alone a major disciple of the Taoist sect.

But this is not a competition. These group of masters are really planning to kill them, and Taoist disciples have clearly known from the day they entered the Taoist sect that learning Taoism is not to become stronger, but to punish evil and punish evil. good.

That is the oath that all the Taoist disciples who have entered the Taoist sect have personally promised in front of the Patriarch.

Those who study Taoism should be pure in heart and have few desires. Firstly, they should not be greedy for food and drink. Secondly, they should not bully the weak. Thirdly, they should not commit adultery and crimes. Disciples of the four sects should take the common people of the world as their own responsibility. They should be Taoists and the people are their foundation.

From the Heavenly Master to the Taoist boy at the door, everyone from top to bottom abided by this oath.

Originally, there was no chance. After all, if something happened in the country, law enforcement agencies would have already rushed to deal with it.

The time when the Dao Sect can be used is extremely limited, unless it is an emergency, and the Dao Sect happens to be close so that there is a chance to take action.

But the situation is different now. Five dolls means five lives. The one with the most is followed by nine dolls. These eight people have to kill many ordinary people to refine so many dolls.

Almost in an instant, Song Bingxu's Eighth Palace reached its limit.

Eighth House: Wheel of Life and Death!
With the surge of mana, the two phantom gods located at the gate of life and the gate of death floated out and formed a huge Tai Chi diagram on the entire eighth palace.

"go with!"

With Song Bingxu pointing with one hand, the entire Tai Chi diagram rushed towards the forest in an instant.

The screams mixed with the sound of the broken doll kept coming, making Song Bingxu's face become colder and colder.

Although he realized the Eighth Palace on his own, it is still a Taoist method, and he has a strong ability to restrain evil spirits.

The production of puppets is basically based on torture during life, and then extracting the living soul after death to make puppets.

This also caused Hachigong to be able to vaguely see some of the tragic scenes before the souls were born when the dolls were broken.

Facing this kind of extremely evil and scum of the world, let alone Song Bingxu, who grew up in the Taoist education that takes all people as his own responsibility, any young man under the red flag can't stand it.

It is precisely because of this that Song Bingxu's attacks became more and more severe, and even the last scream no longer resembled a human being.

The remaining people quickly withdrew the spells they were watching. After all, a battle of this level would really test the mental endurance of most people.

But Wen Wanwan felt okay. In fact, as long as we didn't treat these things as people, the pressure would not be so great. They would just treat them as slaughtering a few animals.

The eight people plus the dolls left a mess on the ground in just 10 minutes. Song Bingxu used the Eight Palace Tuhe Car to bury them directly.

After all, they would have to rest here tonight. Such a strong smell of blood would cause unnecessary trouble if it attracted any beasts.

Wen Wanwan once again used his mental power to follow the warning device and circle around the area, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Her decision today allowed them to get rid of their pursuers. At least the only ones who could catch up tonight were these twenty people.

Although the speed is quite fast, the strength is really not that great.Even Song Bingxu's Eighth Palace was not fully used, only the Gate of Life and the Gate of Death were used.

"Let's take turns to be on guard. Tonight, I, Xiaoyue, and Hu Tianzhi will be on guard. The three of us are not fighting each other for four hours."

"I use my mental power to make an alarm device. If there is a problem, I will break it immediately. When the time comes, my mental power will directly stimulate everyone to wake up."

Wen Wanwan's command was obviously recognized by everyone. Hu Tianzhi simply believed in Wen Wanwan, while the rest of the people were either too lazy to care about such nonsense or didn't want to think about it at all.

This kind of team is also Wen Wanwan's favorite to lead. A team can only have one decision-making voice. Once there are two voices, the team will encounter any emergency and cause casualties due to inconsistent decision-making.

The alarm device can be installed in a few minutes for Wen Wanwan, and the arrangement of the warning is relatively easy.

As a young man, Hu Tianzhi would definitely not be able to sleep so early, so let him sleep for the first four hours. Wen had less sleep at night, so the middle four hours were suitable.

And Xiaoyue can go to bed early, and when Wen's four hours at night are over, she won't be too sleepy when she wakes up, and the four hours in the second half of the night are left to her.

After everything was ready, a group of people quickly got into the tent and fell asleep.

This night was relatively peaceful. Twenty people were lost in the attack, which was more or less a deterrent. At least tonight, they would not dare to do anything again.

By the time it got light in the forest, Xiaoyue had already cooked breakfast for everyone.

A pot of fragrant vegetable porridge, paired with bacon, pickles and refreshing pickles, is not much worse than what you eat at home.

After eating and drinking, Wen Wanwan also explained to a few people, and then took out his live broadcast equipment.

It's daytime now, no matter what these group of head-dropping masters want to do, at least they won't do it in broad daylight.

Coupled with the dense forest area here, it is also very suitable for Wen to hold a live broadcast every night and take the audience to look for the rich wild animals here.

The dark live broadcast room finally lit up after a long period of darkness, and a large number of viewers came in one after another.

The alligator gets beaten every day: [Throne, I’m crying, I finally have a live broadcast to watch! 】

Xiaobai couldn't wake up: [Sofa, as promised, the live broadcast will not be interrupted for a while. Is it true? 】

Li Hanxia: [Front row, the live broadcast is normal, and my work and rest will be normal soon! 】

Wen Wanwan took a look at the barrage in the live broadcast room and felt a lot more relaxed.

During this period of time, metaphysical matters involved too much of her energy, but now that everything is on track, she can finally continue to do her old job.

After all, he has been involved in cultivation since he was a child. The old stationmaster took him out of the trash heap, spent most of his savings on treating his illness, and handed over the druid inheritance to himself.

Even in order to go further on the road of cultivation in the future, I spent a lot of effort to arrange a way out for myself.

Even if Wen Wanwan didn't like these trivial things, she would still do them, not only to pave the way for her future, but also because she didn't want to live up to the old webmaster's desire to treat her as his daughter.

"Our current location is in the legendary primeval jungle of the Golden Triangle. There are a large number of wild animals living here. It is actually very simple to find them." (End of Chapter)