The blood rushed towards Wei Chaoyang and squirted.

Wei Chaoyang was shocked and instinctively wanted to hide, but then he thought that he was not in a real state and should not be able to squirt, so he immediately stood still.

The blood crossed Wei Chaoyang and fell onto the floor, making a hissing sound, and a large piece of black smoke rose, but it burned the floor black.

Although the witch was squirting blood, she still danced endlessly in that strange posture.

But no matter how hard she dances, it is useless.

The last ray of black air remaining on his body also penetrated into the round jar.

Wei Chaoyang ignored the witch, lowered his gaze to the entrance of the altar, and glanced inward.

It's black and lacquered, and you can't see anything.

Wei Chaoyang waited for a while, and after the projection beam accumulated a blurred body, he raised his hand to touch the mouth of the altar, intending to reach in and take a look at what was inside.

As soon as he stretched out his hand halfway, eight sticky tentacles suddenly came out of the round altar.

It is said to be tentacles but is very different from the common octopus wrist foot. The thin one with many thinner hairs is strictly speaking, it is more like dragon beard.

These eight tentacles stretched out from the mouth of the altar, one on the ground, and then supported the jar off the ground, and then ran along the floor.

He ran very fast. As soon as he had fun, he ran through the witch's legs and headed straight to the shaking door.

Wei Chaoyang couldn't help but be stunned.

This is the soft and soft run away!

Stepping immediately and chasing.

Relying that I was in a quantum state now, I didn't avoid the witch, so I just straightened my head and passed through her.

The witch screamed, looked up to the sky, and spewed out a large tent of blood. It seemed like it had turned into a fountain. Her body was soft and she fell to the ground, but her hands were still struggling to reach out to Wei Chaoyang.

The men and women playing the piano and flute were so scared that their faces were like white paper, but they did not dare to stop playing and continued to tremble and tremble.

Wei Chaoyang had clear goals and ignored them, staring at the cauldron and chasing them reluctantly.

At this time, he noticed a problem.

I didn't seem to have the delayed reaction of the half-snake monster just now, but moved without any ambiguity.

However, the body's clarity is far less than that of the half-snake monster. It is just a rough black gas, with a slight personal shape. Although the projection beams are connected, the clarity is not as stable as the half-snake monster.

The round jar ran so fast. In the blink of an eye, he ran to the door and stretched out two tentacles to push the door.

This door broke as soon as it was pushed.

It was not the kind of shattered fragments, but it turned into powder. The round jar jumped out of the door.

The moment it rushed out, the entire social hall instantly turned powdered!

When the breeze blew, it was flying all over the sky, like a sandstorm.

The ninja man kneeling in front of the hall was stunned and could not believe his eyes.

Just when I was not sure about this, I saw a round jar running towards me in panic.

His heart trembled.

Although he had only entered the Hall once, he was deeply impressed by this round cauldron.

After all, no shrine has ever worshipped not a statue of a god but a round altar.

But when the witch Yao worshiped the round stele, she was extremely devout and serious, which made the whole scene more and more funny.

But now, this round jar actually ran out by itself, and the social hall disappeared simultaneously!

Even a fool can be blind, this is something big!

The ninja man had never experienced such a thing, but when he saw the round jar jumping and running over, his only thought was that he would never let the jar dedicated to the shrine run away!

Immediately reached out to grab the jar.

But as soon as his hand reached halfway, he felt extremely itchy. He hurriedly retracted and saw dense swollen bags on his hands.

The swollen bag came strangely and developed rapidly. Under his gaze, it bulged into the boss and then burst.

The pus flowed out in blood.

When the skin is opened, the flesh will rot, and it will be so rotten that it will be bumpy. You can already see the white hand bones at the deepest location!

What's even more terrifying is that the itch not only stays in the hands, but spreads rapidly throughout the body.

The ninja man screamed and fell down, rolling all over the ground, scratching his hands, and dark mucus soaked his clothes, leaving wet marks on the ground.

This change was just a blink of an eye. From Wei Chaoyang's perspective, the ninja man screamed and fell to the ground as soon as he reached out to the round clay.

Of course, there are more things you can see in Wei Chaoyang's vision.

For example, a black fly flies flying out of the round jar also has luck. From the perspective of clarity, it should be luck numbers or something.

But as soon as the flies flew out, it fell on the ninja man's head and swallowed up the luck he originally brought.

The fly transported the bird to occupy the poison nest, and a layer of black air rose on the face of the ninja man, and then his body began to quickly turn red, swollen and rot.

Wei Chaoyang passed by the ninja man. Out of curiosity, he reached out to transport the fly and grabbed it.

The luck is too long, and the illness is too late.

It was indeed a bad luck.

Just the top can produce results quickly, which is beyond the normal time when luck works.

There must be something to say here.

Wei Chaoyang didn't think much about it and continued to chase the round chant.

But I didn't expect that the round jar would run faster and faster, and he could not catch up with it!

Wei Chaoyang stopped decisively, raised his hand to quickly stroke in the air, outlining a faint black track.

This is a structural diagram of spherical lightning.

The projected spirit is still maintained by the capacity. The trajectory drawn in the space at this time is also condensed by the spirit of the capacity attached to the capacity. The structure diagram is 100% unnecessary to even activate it, and it directly turns into a ball the size of a fist.

lightning.

This was not something Wei Chaoyang had a sudden idea on the spot.

But there is such content in the relevant knowledge of projection beams.

However, those contents say that the energy attached to the spirit can be used to simulate the luck brought by the body, so that the projected clone can also be covered and supported by the body's luck power.

In Wei Chaoyang, the principle of creating spherical lightning is actually no different from the principle of creating luck, so once the principles are understood, spherical lightning will be created on the spot.

The ball was out, and Wei Chaoyang saw the direction of the escape of the jar and waved his hand and threw it out.

The ball lightning flew forward slowly, looking slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it caught up with the round jar and landed on Torii on the way ahead of the round jar.

Torii instantly charred.

The air filled with a pleasant and refreshing smell.

Yuantan suddenly braked and stopped in front of Torii.

The breeze brought up gently whirled, and the Torii, which still retained its shelf, collapsed into ashes.

Wei Chaoyang drew another spherical lightning bolt the size of a human head, holding it in his hand and stumbled.

If he was really here, he would never dare to be so proud.

This thing is too powerful and can easily burn yourself out if you are not careful.

But now he is in a quantum mental state and is not afraid of spherical lightning, so it doesn't matter if he is so excited.

Not only did he put his hand around, but he also raised a finger and pushed it into circles with his fingers.

After the round jar stopped for a moment, all the tentacles shrank down at the mouth of the jar and fell back to the ground, looking like they were not going to run away.

Wei Chaoyang seemed to be relaxed, but in fact he was alert and prepared to draw a large ball lightning when he was ready.

After all, if you don’t escape, you either plan to fight to the death or surrender directly and beg for forgiveness.

Wei Chaoyang estimated that the things in this round jar would have to be fought hard. After all, his image is so majestic, so how could he surrender directly without fighting?

I just don't know what methods there are.

Wei Chaoyang was actually a little expectant.

His current state, if there is any inappropriateness, he can immediately cut off the projection beam and end the projection. It can be said that he is invincible and used to test the monster ability of Mr. Moken and the eldest son who is a player of the same level is very likely to be a monster.

, it's simply the best.

At the pitch-black altar, a glimmer of light flashed and slowly floated upwards.

Wei Chaoyang drew another ball lightning, holding one with both hands to prepare for battle.

Glitter light floats out of the altar.

When Wei Chaoyang Dingqing saw it, he was surprised.

The one that shines with a glimmer is not a high-end weapon or a weird item, but a mobile phone.
To be continued...