"Little girl, don't talk nonsense. Could this thing be the black puppet?" The giant man's voice sounded disdainfully: "What I saw back then was just a shriveled little man with a big head and a small body. He looked very fierce. How could he be so fat?

Already?"

The little girl's voice fell silent, and there was some hesitation. Then a middle-aged woman's voice that she had never heard of came out: "I also vaguely saw it once. It's not that fat, nor is it shriveled. It's normal.

A little man, who looked like a few-month-old baby, was given to me by the old lady at that time... The slave thought that the old lady missed her grandson, so she specially ordered someone to carve one..."

The following words were vaguely inaudible. It seemed that a group of ghosts were talking about this and discussing it together. I believe that it sounded like a dense mass of voices, and it was hard to tell what was right and what was wrong.

Qin Mu glanced at the stunned Sikong Wenzheng, put a rune on him without saying a word, and then desperately stuffed the thing into the spirit binding bag.

This is a forced stuffing, with no regard for Sikong Wenzheng's feelings. Thinking about the size of a palm, the spirit bag was filled with an adult-sized Sikong Wenzheng, and Sikong Wenzheng's face was completely squeezed.

Distorted.

"Want to help?" the giant man said from inside the spirit-binding bag.

"Keep an eye on him." Qin Mu casually ordered, stuffed all Sikong Wenzheng inside, and quickly tightened the spirit bag.

"Yes!" the giant man roared, and you could still faintly hear Sikong Wenzheng's voice cursing Qin Mu.

Qin Mu stuffed the spirit-binding bag into his arms, and faced the blood-red eyes of the giant purple baby. The blood-red eyes conveyed anger, staring at Qin Mu with great dissatisfaction.

"Uh..." Qin Mu was stunned for a moment. This person's reaction was extremely slow, and he might not have reacted for a while.

The giant purple baby stopped and roared sharply. This kind of baby cry was sharp and loud, irritating Qin Mu's eardrums. Only then did Qin Mu react belatedly and snatched away the snacks.

When he raised his head again, he was suddenly faced with the giant face of the purple giant baby approaching. The judge pen in Qin Mu's hand suddenly swelled to the maximum. In the astonished eyes of the purple giant baby, Qin Mu jumped around and jumped up and down.

On the back of the giant baby.

"Tianshu!" Qin Mu roared, and the three-foot-long judge's pen was aimed at the purple giant baby's back and inserted into it. Even if the purple giant baby's body was blocked by scales, Qin Mu still couldn't help it.

After pricking it in, the seemingly soft bristles became as hard as iron under the nourishment of Qin Mu's spiritual power.

The giant purple baby rolled on the ground in pain and ran around in pain. The trees nearby were damaged and fell to pieces. It swayed and tried to throw Qin Mu off its body, but no matter how hard it twisted, it couldn't.

Throw Qin Mu away completely.

On the contrary, during the movement, Qin Mu suddenly pulled away the judge's pen. The feeling was like a knife piercing it in and then pulling it out suddenly. The giant purple baby howled in pain. The wound was about the size of a bowl, and it opened from the inside.

Outside, a white light shines.

Seeing this, the old monk began to chant sutras again. At this time, the golden eyes once again shined their golden light on the earth. The purple giant baby seemed sluggish under such light. Occasionally, the blood-red eyes looked into the sky.

That golden eye was so stimulated that it couldn't be opened for a long time.

"Tianxuan!" Another fierce piercing, and the giant purple baby howled again and started running all over the place.

Qin Mu grabbed the judge's pen tightly, hanging on it with her feet almost in the air. Wenxiu underneath would naturally not allow Qin Mu to bully the purple giant baby like this, but she couldn't move at all. The light emitted by those golden eyes could not reach her at all.

Unable to resist, after thinking about it, it seemed that after a few handprints, the surrounding ground started to move again, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"What's it this time?" Qin Mu could feel the resentment rising to the sky even on the giant baby's back. The sky was filled with ominousness and misfortune.

The peach trees around the white jade corridor began to emit soaring resentment. Such an arrangement formed a strange formation. Qin Mu looked familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

A black vortex formed in the sky, and the center of the vortex was the small island in the middle of the lake. The black ghost energy was rolling and roaring in the air, as if it could rush out at any time.

This forced Qin Mu to speed up his pace. He only saw a shadow moving quickly on the giant purple baby, and heard Qin Mu shout loudly.

"Tianji!"

"Tianquan!"

"Yuheng!"

"Kaiyang!"

"Fluttering light!"

With Qin Mu's last words, every time Qin Mu said it, a wound the size of a bowl was left on the back of the giant purple baby. It was strange that this wound did not bleed. It was the same as the first wound, flashing white.

of light.

The giant purple baby was rolling around in pain. Black air was swirling in the air, combined with the peach trees on the ground. In the wind, there seemed to be someone's murmur, slow and heavy, and if you listened carefully, you could hear it.

It means repeating the word "death".

The old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole face turned pale. He knew that Qin Mu must be trying to set up some formation at this time. The name Qin Mu thought of before was familiar. It was the name of the Big Dipper, and Qin Mu was in the purple giant baby.

The arrangement of the seven shining white wounds left on the body is exactly the same as the Big Dipper.

"All the laws of heaven and earth are fighting for yin and yang!" Qin Mu looked at the black energy, which was getting more and more serious and as solid as substance. It was repairing and swallowing the "Big Dipper" on the back of the giant purple baby bit by bit. Even though the spiritual power in his body was

Already empty, he still gritted his teeth and chanted.

When Qin Mu sang until this point, the giant purple baby felt as if it was riddled with mosquitoes and ants. It was in extreme pain, and the vitality contained in its body was draining away bit by bit. Through the mouth of the seven bowls,

size hole.

"Bind!" Qin Mu formed a seal with his hands, and from the seven bowl-sized holes, white tentacles stretched out, and soon spread all over the purple giant baby's body, and tightened them tightly, and some places were already stretched out.

His blood turned purple-black and exuded a foul smell. In addition, the blood was like saliva and seemed to have a corrosive effect. It was just the white stains protruding from the wounds caused by Qin Mu.

, the "rope" with light cannot be eliminated by just a mere corrosion.
Chapter completed!