A song of magic sound connects the Nine Worries, when will the couple break up? Love and hate are always there, why bother to panic!

The foolish people hope that love will last forever, and the sky also watches the moon rise upstairs. The love is right. Although Wu Zu ate less, he is not a god after all. They are still physical mortals and still need food to supplement the necessary nutrition of the body.

Leng Wushuang didn't want to fight, he was helpless, but he couldn't show it. He sneered: Your fog needs the support of Yuanli, I'm afraid you will run out of it before me! This sentence really touched the pain of Yin Gui. After he sneered, eight martial ancestors appeared again.

Leng Wushuang looked carefully again to investigate these puppets. These puppets were all empty and full of red blood. Even their hair was red and fluffy. They had different figures, different clothes and robes, and completely different martial arts. They should have come from different sects. One thing is exactly the same, that is, their Yuanli are all red. The red Yuanli kept rising from their bodies, like blood mist. I'm afraid it was these Yuanli supporting the blood mist array.

If it is too cruel to break their bodies, they will become puppets, and their souls cannot be reincarnated, and if they break their bodies, I cannot afford this sin.

Ordinary martial artists accumulate the Yuan power in the dantian, and the center of the Yuan power of the puppet must be in the dantian. Perhaps if they pierce their dantian, the Yuan power will naturally collapse, which means that it destroys the energy source of the array eye.

Thinking of this, Leng Wushuang's steel gun trembled, stepped on the flying star, and drove Leng Wushuang's body with Xuanyu body. Although the energy consumed huge amounts, the Nine Palace Flying Star Step was incomparable to the past. What he wanted to do was not something that a martial arts ancestor could resist. A white light flashed and a gun pierced into the martial arts ancestor's dantian. The tip of the gun stirred, shattering the dantian Yuanli. A rich blood mist spread out and a scream came. The scream was not emitted by the puppet, but the Yin ghost hiding in the dark.

It worked really well. I don’t know whether they could break the formation, but breaking their dantian seemed to have an impact on Yin Gui. Thinking of this, his movements were faster, his figure flashed, and the second puppet was pierced through the dantian again. Another scream, the scream became even more shrill, and the puppet fell to the ground. Leng Wushuang said intimidly that he was really lucky, and the puppet’s photos were actually in the dantian. Otherwise, he would have been trapped in it today.

After a few flashes, the eight puppets were pierced through the dantian and fell to the ground. The rich blood mist dissipated, and the eight people returned to their original appearance. Their skin was shriveled, like dead tree bark. They had already been fucked by humans, and they could not see their appearance. Judging from the situation, I don’t know how many decades have passed.

The blood mist slowly dissipated, and Yin Gui revealed his figure by the mountain. He knelt on the ground, supporting the ground with one hand, as if he was seriously injured. It turned out that those puppets were all activated by his Yuan power. The dantian of the eight puppets was equal to part of his dantian. He was seriously injured.

Leng Wushuang said: Senior Yin Gui may not be able to fight again, right? He had no intention of launching another attack, and the enemy was defeated.

You are too happy too early. Do you think my blood demon palace only has a blood mist array? As he spoke, blood mist rose all over his body, figures disappeared, appeared again, disappeared, and appeared again. He used the body skills of the Blood Demon Palace, Blood Mist Floating Soul. He appeared and approached Leng Wushuang. When he was three meters away from Leng Wushuang, his sharp claws were revealed. He said in a cold voice: Blood Demon Soul Devouring! The blood mist filled the palm of his hand, forming a huge blood-red skeleton, staring at Leng Wushuang with empty eyes. Leng Wushuang only felt a buzzing sound in his head, a dizzy sound, and almost fell. It was a soul attack.

Leng Wushuang hurriedly poured Yuanli into the acupoints on his head to resist, and at the same time, the steel gun injected Yuanqi and stabbed the blood-red skull. The blood skull did not dodge or dodge, but rushed straight towards the short spear.

In an instant, the short spear completely penetrated the blood skeleton, and even his palms were immersed in the skeleton. Leng Wushuang said: It was so vulnerable! But at this moment, the blood demon Yin Ghost showed a hideous smile on his face. Leng Wushuang's thoughts were broken in waves, and he felt that his consciousness was immediately controlled by others. He hurriedly activated the Yuanli to rush towards his head, his mind became clear, and he pulled back the short spear vigorously and retreated more than ten meters. He said intimidly: It's so dangerous, so dangerous!

Your strength is indeed powerful. It actually broke the tactile illusion of my five-awakening illusion in such a short time. Before he finished speaking, the blood skeleton began to grow into a complete body, and a flute appeared in his hand. The sound of the flute was melodious, making people fall into thoughts without realizing it and can't bear to interrupt it.

Leng Wushuang's mind saw the days of living with Li Qiushui in the mountains. The two of them lived together, traveled through ancient sites together, traveled around the mountains and rivers together, and went home together. Finally, they arrived at the country of wood and met Qin Weiyang... In the end, Qin Weiyang and Li Qiushui were in love and respect, and killed Leng Wushuang together. Leng Wushuang screamed with a shrill scream and fell to the ground. His steel gun fell to the ground, making a clanging sound. A sharp claw grabbed his throat, only one inch away, and the claws could pierce the throat.

A ferocious smile appeared on Yin Gui's face. Leng Wushuang's empty eyes told himself that Leng Wushuang was powerless to turn the world back and could only wait for death.

After a lifetime of puffing, blood splattered, and then a scream. Leng Wushuang suddenly woke up and touched the throat without any damage, as if there was a green and yellow air to judge. The Yin ghost broke his finger, his fingers connected to the heart. He was in unbearable pain, his face twitched constantly, and sweat slid down his face one by one.

Leng Wushuang hurriedly used his Yuanli to resist the illusion and retreated several meters. This was the auditory illusion of the Five Awareness illusion. Leng Wushuang also felt a little more afraid in his heart. It seemed that he could not be kept. I don’t know if there were any strange moves later.

Yin Gui's five-in-one illusion techniques are divided into: visual illusion, auditory illusion, olfactory illusion, taste illusion, touch illusion. It is frequent. If the five illusions are fired, it is impossible to guard against them. Leng Wushuang does not understand him and will inevitably fall into the Tao. His Nine Palace Flying Star Steps flashes on the stage. The Yuan power does not dare to stop, and continues to spread throughout his body. The Xuanyu body moves again. At the same time, the five fingers exert force to pick up the steel gun, and shoot it out like Yin Gui. He dares not touch Yin Gui with his body.

The Yin Ghost barely flashed by, and Leng Wushuang actually came with the gun, held the handle of the gun, turned the spear head, and stabbed Yin Gui's left waist again. Leng Wushuang used the strength of the third level of martial arts ancestor, but Yin Gui could not keep up with his movements and footwork. Leng Wushuang, who had driven the mysterious jade body, had the speed of the same as the instant body technique, which was not something that Yin Gui could fight against. The steel gun pierced into his left waist and penetrated half of the spear head. Yin Gui screamed shrillly, which really fit his name, just like a crying and wolf howling in the underworld! Blood was sprayed out, and the blood mist on Yin Gui's body also dissipated. Leng Wushuang didn't want to kill him, so he slapped it out with a palm, and Yin Gui flew out like an arrow from the string. He couldn't die, but he didn't know where he flew.

Leng Wushuang had not yet walked out of the fear just now, and she shivered and said intimately: This illusion cannot be underestimated. He almost let this Yin Gui plot against him. It's really dangerous.
Chapter completed!