There are witchcraft and poison everywhere in the painting city. Master Sanwei knew that even he could not climb to the second floor to kill the enemy, so he stayed on the first floor and nailed the corpse of his disciple one by one. Www. QuanBen-XiaoShuo. cO
Something has quietly appeared in the painting city, moving at an incredible speed. Even Wen Leyang's spiritual consciousness, which looked up to the sky and the earth and stayed away from the incident, could only feel it passing by and couldn't see clearly what it was.
The chimpanzee Le Yangtian finally let out a sigh of relief. His eyes looking at the first floor were full of hysterical excitement. He grabbed the railing in front of him with his big hands and laughed like crazy: "Coming, coming, coming. !" With a bang, the red snake's life fire appeared out of thin air, coiled around Le Yangtian's body, and spoke loudly to the first floor, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The number of frogs on the ground decreased one by one. They were there one moment, but disappeared in the blink of an eye as if they were suddenly evaporated.
Occasionally, one or two sounds of a spiritual snake spitting out a message are like a razor cutting through the air, slashing through the air, and disappearing in a flash...
The little leader Liu Zheng had just channeled the spirit of heaven and earth. He used all his cultivation to smash a corpse in the corpse array. With all his strength, even a lump of iron ore would be smashed into pieces. Unexpectedly, The body was motionless, but he was seriously injured, with countless broken bones.
Wen Leyang didn't waste any time. He bowed slightly and took aim at a corpse. It was like a leopard waiting, huddled in the corner, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time! Le Yangtian, who was upstairs, suddenly glared at them and shouted sternly: "Stop, are you seeking death? My witchcraft has been completed, just stay still!" After saying that, he turned his eyes and glared at Master Sanwei again: "Isn't your formation completed yet?"
Master Sanwei shouted sweetly at the surrounding visions and Leyang as if he hadn't heard anything, after Lei Xinsha blocked the way. /\He smashed the corpses of his disciples wholeheartedly, just like a sculptor who was concentrating on completing the most important work in his life. The sound of the palm strikes was heavy and solid, as if each palm struck everyone's heart!
After Leyangtian used witchcraft, her temperament became much more violent, and her voice became shrill and hoarse. Seeing that the Sanwei Taoist ignored him at all, he grabbed the red life fire surrounding his body with both hands, and shouted angrily: "The evil dragon appears!" Then Jiejie laughed wildly again.
The red life fire suddenly became fierce in the sharp roar, and the raging fire suddenly enveloped Leyangtian's whole body. At the same time, on the first floor, Wen Leyang only felt that his eyes were black, and there was a black python as thick as a bucket without any warning. appears in front of you. He was holding a big frog in his mouth. He seemed a little unaccustomed to exposing himself in front of others. As soon as he appeared, he immediately coiled himself up in a dish. His huge head stood high and he looked at the people around him violently.
Only then did Wen Leyang realize that those big frogs were used to feed snakes, and he glanced at Liu Zheng, the little boss next to him, with some confusion.
Liu Zheng knew that he didn't understand anything. He laboriously explained to him: "It's not a python. It's a dragon, the son of the Kunpeng divine bird and the divine dragon... I guess... it's also a kind of dragon?" A line of fire snaked out from the blazing life fire on the second floor. He quickly swam to the body of the dragon, and the dragon's expression was extremely enjoyable. He and the flames kept making love with each other.
Wen Leyang has never read ancient books, but he has heard stories before. I know that Jiao belongs to the dragon genus, has a cruel temperament and lives on water. He took a closer look at the snake in front of him, and saw that it was still a python, with a slightly weird skin color, as if he had just crawled back from the equator, and asked hesitantly: "Really?"
Liu Zheng smiled bitterly, then touched the wound again, and his face cramped in pain: "They are all legends, who has seen it before!" After finishing speaking, he pondered for a moment, and whispered to Wen Leyang: "No matter what, capture the old master Sanwei alive. !”
Wen Leyang was startled: "Capture alive? Sanwei? You want me to capture someone who can't even kill Lei Xinsha?"
Leyangtian's crazy laughter never stopped, which made people upset. \//\
Liu Zheng took out a few pills with great effort and stuffed them into his mouth. He chewed them loudly. Just by the sound, he thought he was eating peanuts: "Nine monks with firm Taoist hearts exchanged their lives for the Dharma and turned into corpse nails." , from the moment the nine Goose and Sheep disciples died, the formation of the three-flavored demon path had already taken shape."
Wen Leyang was stunned: "Has it taken shape? Then he nailed the corpse one by one...what are the nails doing? Do you know this formation?"
Liu Zheng pulled a bottle of green tea from his side with great effort, raised his head and put the pills in his mouth into his stomach: "The formation has been formed, but every time the nine corpse nails are driven into the ground, the power of the formation will decrease. One point bigger. As for this formation, I have never seen it, but I can probably guess its origin!"
When Wen Leyang and Liu Zheng were talking in a low voice, the man who had had enough intimacy with Nijiao suddenly pointed the line of fire at the old Taoist Sanwei!
Nijiao Ming's yellow eyes immediately stood up fiercely and jumped up suddenly. Not only was Nijiao not restricted by the witch Gu in the swamp, but he was even faster, as if he was born to live in such a place! The skin covering its body rolled and peeled off like waves, unfolding with a snap, and it turned out to be a pair of thin black wings! The python body under the wings suddenly turned into brilliant and shining silver!
The young master Liu Zheng was about to talk about the formation of nine corpse nails when he suddenly saw the black and white real body of Nijiao. He immediately remembered the number and seemed to have completely forgotten the pain. He straightened his body suddenly and was filled with excitement. He roared in astonishment: "Black wings and white body, the essence of the pool!"
Renjiao spread his wings and pounced on the enemy under the guidance of the line of fire. Wen Leyang's heart also turned over at the same time. The power that Renjiao exploded in an instant was very similar to the poisonous power of life and death in his body. He had never even heard of it before. I have heard of this kind of monster, not to mention seeing the poison of life and death in the body of the dragon. It is a familiar feeling, just like the woodcutter saw someone else collecting firewood, the chef saw someone cooking, and the thief saw someone stealing. Bag!
Everything flashed by like lightning, and Sanwei was bitten on the shoulder by the dragon dragon, and his body was tightly entangled. The old master Sanwei could not withstand it for even a moment. He opened his mouth and spurted blood, and his body was in pain. There was a dull cracking sound, as if all the bones in the body were slowly breaking under the huge force. \
The old Taoist Sanwei who could withstand the blow of Lei Xin Sha was about to die under the entanglement of Ni Jiao Di!
Maybe Leyangtian was too confident in the snake he summoned. It didn't seem like this process was too simple at all, and Minghuo's laughter became even louder!
Master Sanwei opened and closed his mouth laboriously, as if he was muttering something silently, but the sounds he made were annihilated and dispersed by Leyangtian's wild laughter!
Wen Leyang stared vigilantly at Ni Jiao, who was killing Master Sanwei in a leisurely manner, and quietly brought the topic back. /\Pointing to the nine corpses scattered on the first floor: "What formation is this?"
Liu Zheng's expression was truly worried for Sanwei. Under the attack of Ni Jiao, the old Taoist Sanwei seemed to be strangled into two pieces with a snap at any time.
Hearing Wen Leyang's words, Liu Zhengyu quickly explained: "The nine heavenly cones on Black and White Island draw the power of the universe and suppress the nine-headed Liu Xiang with the righteous energy of heaven and earth! The three-flavored demon path uses corpse nails as cones, and the ones nailed here are The land of Nine Evils is exactly the opposite of the demon-suppressing formation on Black and White Island. It leads to the ghost power of the netherworld! Although the power is far inferior. But the number of ways is never wrong. The formation of the demon path is to suppress the demons on Black and White Island. The nine-cone formation is reversed!"
Wen Leyang frowned, his thoughts a little confused: "Does this Sanwei Taoist know the Black and White Island formations..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly woke up: "How can he know the Black and White Island formations? Is he from the Black and White Island?"
Liu Zheng narrowed his eyes and his tone became solemn and solemn: "Apart from the three mentors and me, there is only one who is well versed in the Black and White Island formation!"
Wen Leyang's mind was pounding. Pointing at Sanwei: "You said he...he is the evil spirit of Prime Minister Liu?!"
Wen Le Yanggang finished speaking. Suddenly his expression froze, and a muttered curse became louder and louder. He is getting rougher and rougher, as if he will die at any time. But the Sanwei Taoist who still held on to his last breath had his eyes closed tightly and his mouth kept opening and closing. The mantras kept ringing out: "There will be hundreds of billions of ghosts in the world..."
Le Yangtian's laughter stopped abruptly. Instead of whistling shrilly, Nijiao suddenly tightened his body at Le Yangtian's urging, and the black robe on Sanwei Taoist's body also emitted an eye-catching ink light, and he exerted all his strength amidst the squeaking and rubbing sounds. Fighting against the huge power of Nijiao!
The young master Liu Zheng pushed Wen Leyang hard and urged: "Destroy the body first, and then find a way to deal with Nijiao. If Sanwei is Liu Xiang's evil soul, he must not die!"
Wen Leyang is more concerned about the life and death of Liu Xiang's evil soul than Liu Zheng. Once the evil soul dies, Zhui Zi, who lives with him, will undoubtedly die. The Black and White Island Demon Suppression Formation is hopeless. Sooner or later, the nine-headed monster Liu Xiang will break free. Zu's two thousand years of hard work have been in vain, and the magically beautiful Changli will be punished by God and his soul will be driven away!
Wen Leyang gnashed his teeth, raised his head and shouted at Leyangtian: "The evil spirit is the evil soul of Liu Xiang, you can't kill it!" Then the poison of life and death in his body surged, and he used his fists to dissolve the shackles of the swamp witchcraft, and moved towards the distance from him. The nearest corpse jumped away!
Leyangtian is a descendant of Huacheng, and he also knows the relationship between Liu Xiangxiehun and Zhuizi, so naturally he will not kill Liu Xiangxiehun, but Leyangtian is immersed in his own witchcraft at the moment, and can be vaguely seen through the firelight. With a ferocious expression, he ignored Wen Leyang's shouts and just whistled sternly, urging Ni Jiao to work harder to kill the old master Sanwei!
At the moment when Wen Leyang stimulated the flow of life-and-death poison, Nijiao, who was trying his best to kill the three flavors, suddenly released his bite on Lao Dao's shoulder. His head, which was bigger than the washbasin, was raised high, and his yellow eyes flashed with sternness. The light seemed to reveal a prey exuding incomparable temptation, and he suddenly looked at Wen Leyang!
Immediately, the body of the dragon, which was as thick as a bucket, shook and threw the old master Sanwei out with a snap. Its wings trembled and it suddenly appeared in front of Wen Leyang!
Wen Leyang was almost scared to death and quickly nailed himself to the ground like a nail, not daring to move even a little bit. \//\
Nijiao's eyes were cold and dull, without a trace of emotion. He slowly lowered his huge head, slowly swayed his neck, and stared at Wen Leyang. No matter which direction the evil beast's head swung, his gaze was still there. Look steadily into Wen Leyang's eyes.
No one expected that this would happen. Le Yangtian yelled angrily: "What the hell are you doing!"
Wen Leyang stood erect in front of Ni Jiao and did not dare to move. He whispered back: "I still want to ask you!"
After Leyangtian scolded, he continued to whistle, but Nijiao didn't care at all. It seemed that nothing was more important in front of him than Wen Leyang, who also had the poison of life and death.
Master Sanwei's body has been twisted weirdly by the dragon, but the chanting in his mouth has stopped at all. The initial silent whisper turned into a low whisper, then loud and rough, and finally turned into the brilliant sound now. Tianyin, every word shouted by the old Taoist seems to have exhausted all the strength of the body. The blood, muscles, bones, skin and flesh in the body are using all their vitality to expand this frightening spell: "...go to God. Far away, go away the ghosts and get close. The wandering souls, now... ah edict!"
With a snap, all the light was extinguished in the last roar mixed with blood!
From a bird's-eye view, the city that was brightly lit a moment ago suddenly turned into darkness, as if it had suddenly disappeared.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but restrain their voices, and in the extremely quiet moment, a crow sounded in the sky, as passionate and heroic as a horn of charge!
Immediately, a real horn sound, with a cold and ghostly meaning, echoed sonorously from the depths of the earth. Horses neighed and people roared, and footsteps were like thunder. They kept running over everyone's heart, even if they didn't. People who are proficient in magic can also understand that there is a murderous army galloping from the underground!
The old master of Sanwei laughed loudly, stretched out his deformed and twisted arm and pointed at Leyangtian: "Your witchcraft, the soldiers are fake, the generals are fake, and the war horses are even fake! My magic, the ones you invited are real ones." The evil general!"
Before he finished speaking, the entire painting city shook violently, as if another huge force wanted to break out of the ground!
Wen Leyang didn't care about what was happening in front of him, so he didn't care about evil spirits and corpse nails. He tentatively took a step back, and Ning Jiao followed him like a shadow, silently following him. The huge head was always less than half a foot away from Wen Leyang's head. If Wen Leyang held a cigarette in his mouth, he could easily burn Nijiao's nose.
Leyangtian was anxious and angry. The location of the painting city was naturally not simple. This was once the mouth of the ancient river. The river and the sea had met here for thousands of years. Rapids surged forward and retreated. During floods, the river entered the sea, and during droughts, the sea water poured in. , they have been fighting with each other for who knows how long. Being deeply imbued with the anger of Cang Shui is not only conducive to witchcraft, but also attracts water-loving monsters to be driven away by the witch. This is Leyangtian's biggest support. After leaving the painting city, his witchcraft skills will be greatly reduced. Let alone Sanwei Zhenren, even if the nine Taoist Taoists of Eyang formed an attack just now, Leyangtian may not be able to win. Down.
The underground tide surged, and the sounds of people and horses killing became louder and louder. Finally, with a loud rumbling sound, a large hole with a diameter of more than ten meters was broken in the ground at the foot of the painting city! And Leyangtian also screamed strangely, no longer paying attention to Nijiao, and his fat body fell directly from the upstairs. The red life fire flourished, and all the witchcraft secrets in the painting city moved layer by layer!
And Wen Leyang is now facing Cheng Jiao, smiling tentatively... (Quanben Novel Network www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)