Just when Wen Leyang was about to break out of the Tongxin Lock Witch Fire, his body suddenly became heavier and an external force sneaked under his feet without any warning. It suddenly restrained him firmly without any harm or harm. The pain simply froze him, as if he didn't want him to take action rashly. WwW!QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO!cOM
Wen Leyang didn't feel any pain or itching, so he wasn't too scared. Even though he was a little shocked, Zhuizi and Han were in the middle of a fierce battle, and they didn't have the time to deal with him. Could it be that there was a strong person lurking nearby who could hide his spiritual awareness? It's nothing to hide it from yourself, but if you also hide it from Awl and Hanba, it will make people murmur in their hearts.
Zhuizi and Hanba attacked each other for a while, and the two men burst out shouts almost at the same time. The majesty, which was heavier than the mountains, suddenly burst out from the two of them and swept away fiercely in all directions. Leyang Wenwen and all the green seedlings, They all fell back heavily while screaming, but Wen Leyang was stabbed firmly in place like a nail because of the shackles of the secret force. The Concentric Lock Witch Fire next to him didn't even pay attention to the closeness. Fighting, drilling into the jade talisman wholeheartedly!
Huge ice cones appeared in the sky, swaying in the morning sun with their bone-eroding magnificence, and whizzed away towards the drought; white-haired drought demons that were thicker than giant trees broke out of the ground, like grass from the underworld, turning over the layers. The lingering waves of deathly energy faced the ice cone without any sign of weakness!
A divine beast with a body of true water, and a peerless corpse king roaming the yin and yang. After testing each other for a moment, the two used their magical powers at the same time! The power of the powerful people that followed surged forward like a tidal wave.
But Awl still seems to be slightly inferior to Drought Demon. Amidst the crackling and crackling sounds, countless ice picks were entangled and crushed by the white-haired Drought Demon that almost broke through the sky. After a short time, the magical power summoned by Awl was dispersed by Drought Demon. , the lifeless white-haired Hansha did not stop and swept towards her.
At this time, Awl curled up the corners of his mouth in a weird and charming way, and drew a few smile lines on his lips that were so weak that they even hurt his bones, followed by another sword light full of awe-inspiring righteousness, but like a hidden and insidious snake, there was no trace of it. It appeared quietly from the air without warning, kissing the neck of a drought-like creature like a bolt of lightning.
The sword light was awe-inspiring and upright, full of the power of a famous family. The timing was extremely precise, and he firmly grasped the moment when Han defeated the icicles in the sky and his power just loosened.
The method was cruel and ruthless, and this sword was meant to chop off Han Bao's head. The way he took action was particularly despicable, but what was even more shocking was that with the power of this sword, the sneak attack might not be as good as that of Han and Awl, but the difference was only a hair's breadth!
No one expected that while the awl was in the light, there was a helper who was also among the top masters hiding in the dark, waiting patiently.
Due to the fate of Qi Luo and Mi Xu, Han Ba has been fighting extremely hard and dare not really let go of his hands and feet to kill the opponent. To deal with a master like Aizi, it would be ten thousand times more difficult to capture her alive than to kill her directly. When the sword light suddenly appeared, Han Bao was not prepared at all. He barely moved his body to avoid his neck. The sword light flashed like electricity. In the angry roar, Han Bao's fifth brother's right arm was cut off with his shoulder! Thick, paste-like black blood slowly and clumsily poured out of the wound.
Leyangwen screamed strangely. Jump up with all your strength. His body suddenly stiffened in mid-air. The injury returned again. He fell heavily to the ground.
"If the old Taoist hadn't been injured, the zombie wouldn't have been able to dodge my sword!" There was a ripple in the air. A burly old man with a face paler than paper jumped out. Standing next to Brother Dihan who was seriously injured!
Wen Leyang still couldn't move. But there was a buzz in my head. I almost couldn't believe my eyes. A sneak attack on the people of Droughtland. It turned out to be the Three Flavors of Goose and Yang Tao.
One was hit in the head by a sand hawk. One of them died together with Le Yangtian and his whole body was crushed to ashes. Both three seasoned masters died in front of Wen Leyang. Unexpectedly, a third one pops up now!
How many masters of Sanwei are there
One of Hanbaodi's arms and half of his arm were cut off by the flying sword. The injury was extremely serious. Now it's falling to the ground. Struggling hard to stand up.
When Zhuizi looked at his friend, not only was there no joy or approval in his eyes, but a trace of ferocious sternness flashed through his eyes, but his tone was full of lucky joy, as if a first-grade girl had gotten a math problem right: "Thankfully, the fairy The serious injury has not healed. If Hanba dies, Niehun and Zhuizi will not survive!" As he spoke, his tone was full of grievances: "It was not like this when you promised me."
The Sanwei Taoist had a serious expression on his face. He was too strong, and his neck was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh. When he was serious, he was not as celestial as a Taoist master, but he was also full of righteousness. He answered solemnly: " The old Taoist promised to help you ambush this corpse demon, but he didn’t promise you not to kill him!”
At this time, Leyang Wen, who also fell to the ground and was about to struggle to get up, suddenly spoke and shouted sternly: "Wen Leyang, what is involved in the life of fifth brother? You know it very well. Is disciple Tuo Xie really shrinking his head?" Turtle?"
Wen Leyang now feels as if he has been cast a restraining spell. He can hear, see, and think, but he can't move or speak. He can't even make a wry smile. If he could move a little bit, there would be no need for Dwarf Winter Melon to scold him, and he would have been there long ago. Fight the witch fire with all your might! However, what Wen Leyang couldn't figure out was who else could secretly use his power to pin him under the noses of top monsters such as Hanbao, Zhuizi, and Shawei without being discovered
At this time, Lian Xinsuo's witch fire had gradually become thinner and was not as majestic as before. It seemed that it was about to be sucked dry by the jade talisman.
Zhuizi sighed softly and ignored the words of the old Taoist Sanwei. Instead, he looked at Hanba who was gasping in pain on the ground and timidly explained: "After I noticed that there was an evil soul in your body, I never thought about killing you. Originally, I wanted to let the old Taoist Help me catch you, you know, you have to hold your life in your own hands before you feel at ease. I didn’t expect that the old man was very bad. He lied to me and hurt you."
There seemed to be some powerful spell to restrain the corpse evil on the flying sword of Sanwei Lao Dao. Han Bao was still unable to struggle to get up. Black pus, blood and soil covered his body in filth.
There were flickers of fire, and any green seedling that could still move was now ready to die. The strange and coquettish life-fire seemed a little pale after dawn, but it painted the entire Miao village with a layer of tragedy!
Aizi didn't even have to look at the Miao people, as if two lions were negotiating and didn't pay attention to the prairie dogs gearing up next to them. With a wry smile, he turned his gaze from Hanba to Sanwei. His eyes and voice were both pitiful and full of sadness.
Begged: "Well, now that the zombie is not dead, just give him to me. Aizi suddenly thought of some way to have the best of both worlds, and a layer of soft hope ignited on Chu Chu's pitiful face, deeply He took a deep breath, then roared angrily. He was faster than a ghost, stretched out his slender fingers, lightly held a long ice needle, and pierced the old Taoist Sanwei like lightning!
The old master of Sanwei didn't show any anger at all. He stretched out his hand to guide the flying sword. He didn't pay attention to the sudden difficulty of the awl, but stabbed the Hanba next to his feet with his sword!
Zhuizi screamed, turned to the side with a somersault, and yelled with a hasty and angry face: "Stop!"
The flying sword pressed tightly against the neck of the fifth brother of the Han Demon. If he moved it even slightly, the corpse demon would move away.
The old master of Sanwei laughed: "I was seriously injured in the first place. I spent a lot of energy on the sneak attack on the corpse demon just now. Now I am no longer your opponent. But if you want to fight them off, I don't care!" His movements were obviously serious. It was much slower than Awl, but Drought Demon was right at his feet, while Awl was just a stone's throw away from him.
At this moment, Zhui Zi finally stopped pretending to be pitiful and asked him coldly: "What do you want?"
"What do you want?" After hearing Aizi's words, the old Taoist Sanwei suddenly burst out with a thick vein on his forehead. His righteous face suddenly became distorted and angry. It was as if a hot knife was suddenly stuffed into his throat. Every time he spoke, The words were spoken hoarsely: "Do you know what it feels like to have skin like fire? Do you know what it feels like to have bones like ice..."
Awl actually spit out his playful tongue carelessly: "I know how it feels when bones are like ice."
The old master of Sanwei was obviously choked. He paused for a moment before ignoring the awl and continued howling hoarsely: "Skin is like fire, bones are like ice, blood is as hot as copper juice, meat is like ice needles pricking my internal organs, my brain is hurt every day They are constantly switching between boiling and freezing, but I can't sleep even for a moment. I am suffering from endless pain all the time. It is all thanks to this evil soul. As long as the evil soul dies, I will be free. ! What do you think I want?"
Aizi's expression, following Lao Tao's words, was sometimes horrified and sometimes painful, as if those who were suffering were her closest family members. Her big eyes were filled with tears, and she shook her head full of heartache, but the words she spoke were different from her own. His expression was completely unmatched: "How do I know what you can do? You were crying and shouting just now to kill the evil soul, but you didn't do it... In fact, if you move quickly, I may not have time to destroy it before you die. But I have to try, will you try?"
As soon as Han Bao dies, Liu Xiang's evil soul will die, and Zhui Zi, who lives with the evil soul, will also die. However, Ai Zi's counterattack before his death, "Wind, Rain and Rainbow" can also imagine what will happen.
Sanwei once made a cauldron for a thousand years for Liu Xiang's escaped evil soul. Later, after the evil soul was planted in the body by the drought demon, it didn't die for some reason. He was like a cloning scientist, making Wen Leyang dizzy. From what he meant, it seemed that the evil spirit of Liu Xiang had left some terrible damage in his body, making him worse than death. The only way to escape was to kill the evil spirit.
The old Taoist Sanwei smiled. The first righteousness and then the ferociousness were all blended together by a smile, which looked terrifying: "I wanted to kill the evil soul before, but I didn't know that the sky cone that lived with it would be resurrected. , now there is a better way waiting for me than killing evil souls, but... I have to rely on your help."
Zhuizi nodded without hesitation: "Help you..." Zi said halfway and suddenly ignored the old man. Instead, he looked at Wen Leyang with bright eyes. Now there was only a faint layer of witch fire left. Wen Leyang didn't need spiritual consciousness. You can also see the situation outside by looking at it.
There was no change in the jade talisman, and Wen Leyang himself had no special feeling.
The old Taoist Sanwei laughed, and then continued what Zhuzi said: "To put it bluntly, we are all old monsters, and no one can scare anyone. You kill everyone first, then cut off your arms, and then follow the old Taoist... After saying that, Feijian suddenly jumped disobeying the order. The fifth brother Hanbao under the sword suddenly jumped into the air at a completely impossible angle, and somersaulted towards the awl!
The Sanwei Taoist was shocked and angry, and shouted loudly: "What kind of evil magic do you want!" He was like the wind and rushed towards Han. He was no match for Aizi now. If he lost Han Ba's life-saving talisman, he would definitely die.
The awl also flew up diagonally, facing the opponent like a spring swallow that had thrown itself into the forest. Although she didn't understand what happened, her life was at stake, and she couldn't let go of this great opportunity no matter what. As long as she controls the drought, Sanwei Taoism will become a pale fart to her.
At the same time, Wen Leyang's body relaxed suddenly, and the force holding him down disappeared instantly! The master hiding in the secret has already taken action and can no longer take care of him.
Hanbao flew neither fast nor slowly. At the same time that the old Taoist caught up with him, the awl arrived at the same time. The two men shouted at the same time, and there was a miserable explosion in the air, followed by a rain of blood splashing up. The three-flavored old Taoist could not stop it. He couldn't resist the fierce attack of the awl, and was torn alive in an instant, and he didn't even have time to scream!
Sanwei died miserably and had no time to cry out, but Awl let out a painful roar! It fell heavily to the side.
With two puffs, Hanbao and Awl fell to the ground one after another. At the same time, there was a weak but happy laughter, mixed with two light coughs, and accompanied by a young woman who was as exquisite as magic, quietly appeared in front of everyone.
The air vibrated violently, and after a moment, it beat violently several times. Even the life fire of Xinsuo was absorbed by the jade talisman until every last drop was left. However, Wen Leyang didn't care about it at all, and he and Xiao Chi Maojiu and The two mothers cheered together and ran to the young woman who had just appeared, shouting with surprise on their faces: "Changli!"
Just after he finished shouting, Wen Leyang blushed and added two more words in a low voice: "Master..."
Although I had guessed just now that the latent master who was afraid of taking action rashly and who had the ability to hide it from Zhuizi and others was Changli, but when he actually saw her, the heartfelt joy that he felt would have come alive if he didn't scream out. Wen Leyang suffocated to death!
Yang, nodded and said: "Are you fat? Don't become a vegetable, you're so ugly!" Then he reached out and touched Xiao Chi Maojiu's head, and nodded to Er Niang.
Only then did Wen Leyang realize that Changli's face also had a layer of frail paleness, which made that extremely beautiful face look a little stained, which made people couldn't help but feel...
Will be cautiously vulnerable. This fragility is like the blue and white of ancient porcelain. Anyone who sees her can't help but hold their breath, not because they are afraid that it will be broken by mistake, but because the sound of a slightly heavier breathing is a kind of blasphemy to her.
The soft lips moved around in a circle, making a silent gesture to everyone. Of course, the awl that had already turned over and jumped up, but with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, was not left behind.
When Zhui Zi saw Chang Li, his usually timid gaze became like a raging fire, full of gushing anger, but he did not say anything. He stood aside with a pale face, his eyes wandered a few times, and he looked towards On the ground, the broken body of the old Taoist Sanwei was found.
No one dared to say anything. Changli nodded with satisfaction and said in a consultative tone to the body of the old master Sanwei: "There is no hope of saving. Come out and have a chat?"
There was a low cry, one could not tell whether it was a snort or a sigh. A pale golden shadow covered in a layer of green gray appeared in front of everyone with a slight tremor of air.
The shadow gradually became clearer, but it was not enough to block the meager sunlight in the morning. Even ordinary people's eyes could see through the shadow the mountains, rocks and trees behind it.
Wen Leyang couldn't help but twitch his teeth and said in surprise: "What is it? Why does it look like this!"
"The soul of the evil spirit!" Zhuizi and Changli replied at the same time, and then the two beautiful women glared at each other angrily, as if they had said something over each other, which was comparable to killing a parent and seizing a son.
Wen Leyang's face was still full of horror. He didn't understand at all that being able to reveal one's soul after the death of the physical body was enough to make the world proud. Even the three swordsmen of Black and White Island had such high cultivations that after death, He was immediately stunned. He was shocked because the soul displayed by the old master of Sanwei was really ugly.
The outline looks like a human being, but the position of the limbs is not arms and legs, let alone hands and feet, but four snake bodies covered with scars. Calling them snake bodies is considered beautifying, and it is more appropriate to call them pig intestines. . Moreover, Yuanhun's facial features are clearly a pair of snake eyes, with no nose and only two small holes, and the mouth looks like a snake's kiss. If it weren't confirmed that Liu Xiang's evil soul was kept in Hanba's body, Wen Leyang would really think that this person in front of him The thing is the evil spirit.
The soul did it? Then who are you? "
Sanwei Yuanhun's response was very slow. After Changli asked for a long time, he slowly spoke. His voice was as sharp and thin as a mosquito's cry, which made people feel unspeakably uncomfortable: "I don't know who I am either. . All I know is that I am alive in this body. This body has amazing aptitudes, and my practice of martial arts has made rapid progress... "
"You don't know who you are, but you still know about spiritual practice?"
Sanwei Yuanhun laughed in a high-pitched voice. Apart from the weird evil aura, it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or bitter: "I don't remember who I am, but I can learn the skills without a teacher. Later I started practicing It's very deep, and you can probably guess that I was also a monk during my lifetime, and my understanding was not low. For some reason, my body was broken, and my wandering soul happened to find this ownerless but living body, so I can be considered alive if I survive. When you come down, you can only count yourself alive again.”
Wen Leyang understood the whole story. After Hanba captured the evil soul, Sanwei's body turned into a living dead. Even if it was not eaten by wild beasts, it could not survive for a few days. It happened to be found by a wandering soul.
The physical body is in pieces and the soul is wandering around, but you can still find an ownerless body with excellent qualifications... "
The soul of Sanwei floated quietly on his body. After a long while, he suddenly let out an extremely angry scream, and fiercely rushed towards the awl with his limbs spread out! Zhuizi's face turned cold and he laughed angrily: "Are you seeking death?" He stretched out a pointed finger and pointed at the soul!
Wen Leyang had no doubt that with a tap of the awl, the soul of the three flavors would explode into the air like a soap bubble. She is a divine beast of destiny, so this remnant soul that is about to dissipate will naturally not cause any harm to her.
A wisp of fragrant wind suddenly stirred up, and Chang Li's figure floated past. Like a joke between good sisters, he chuckled and gently pressed the awl's finger, and said with a clear smile: "Don't worry, he won't live long. , listen to what he has to say." As he said that, he waved his other hand and firmly blocked the soul at a distance.
Zhuizi's expression instantly changed from anger and surprise to intimacy. He nodded obediently to Changli: I'll just wait and listen to you. I'll never be wrong. "
The soul of Sanwei rushed left and right, but could not break through Changli's blockage. Finally, he stopped struggling out of breath, but still shouted angrily at the awl: "Good luck, I wish you all the time before your soul flies away." You also have the same luck as me. I wish you can become like me. I wish you can’t survive or die in the torture day and night. I wish you can work hard for thousands of years, but in the end, your limbs will be shattered and your soul will disappear. A good ending, hahahaha!"
Yuan Shen's voice was originally shrill and treacherous, but now he was gnashing his teeth and cursing, making everyone feel cold.
Awl's big eyes narrowed to a slit, but he finally looked at Changli: "If you hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have listened to what he said."
This one. "
The Yuanhun appeared not long ago, but it has faded a lot now. I am afraid that it will be refined by the sun in a short time. With two women and a frantic Yuanhun, Wen Leyang was afraid that they would get entangled in such a long way. I couldn't ask a serious question when I went down, so I coughed and cautiously interrupted to ask Sanwei: "Then...how did you become like this?"
Before Sanwei could answer, Changli's face suddenly turned livid, and he glared at Sanwei and reminded him coldly: "If you have anything to say, just say it properly. If you treat him with the same virtue as you did just now, I will protect you from all the pain in the world before you die." What a blessing it is for you to understand before you die what you suffered during your lifetime!”
Wen Leyang turned back and smiled at Chang Li. His heart was filled with warmth as a result of Grandma Shizu's words. "One's own people are one's own people!" (To be continued,) (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)