"I don't know what's wrong."

"You have seen the sword-shaped pattern on Qin Cheng's arm before, and it has become more and more obvious in the past two days."

The two walked through the corridor, and the talisman quickly told him

"I know this, but is there any new changes?"

"Now this thing is alive."

"What did you say? Sword pattern is alive?"

Although he had some expectations, Uncle Yuan still stared at him and almost fell down after hearing this.

I have seen the evil spirits resurrected and the monks resurrected. What the hell is this pattern resurrected?

boom!

I was about to ask what Fu Mo said.

As a result, when the two were walking towards the room where Qincheng was housed, the pretty good house was shaking violently, and then a thunderous roar broke out in an instant.

The aura rushes, and smoke and dust rise everywhere.

The roof of the house seemed to be directly overturned by some force, causing tiles and bricks to splash everywhere, scaring many demon clan servants in the mansion to retreat repeatedly.

Uncle Yuan was a little stunned.

There is only Qin Cheng in this room.

Qin Cheng is in a coma again. Is it really a sword pattern that is killed?

"No, it's my talisman that was broken."

Fu Moze's expression changed and he suddenly accelerated.

Now he found a black robe and put it on his face, which would not make people see that he was a spiritual body.

"Is the sword pattern so powerful?"

Uncle Yuan was confused and quickly flew over with speeding up.

Moreover, Yuan Bo was faster, and his heart was full of curiosity. After surpassing the talisman demon, Yuan Bo looked down from the air and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Looking down from the roof that had been broken before, there was a sword light filled the room and the spiritual energy was dazzling.

Qin Chengan was lying quietly on the jade bed, and on his exposed upper body, the sword-shaped pattern was indeed alive, just like a swimming fish, constantly swimming around his skin.

As the sword pattern sways, it seems to be unintentional. A series of sharp sword energy will always condense around it. These auras rotate and wander, constantly slashing and shaking on the four walls.

It was these violent sword energy that directly cut down his house.

"I'm going, it's really the sword pattern that is damaging, but what's wrong with this thing? How can you still move around by yourself?" Uncle Yuan said in surprise.

"Maybe Qin Cheng was in a coma, this sword spirit couldn't wait, or there were other hidden stories that we didn't know."

The talisman also came after him panting.

"Anyway, we have to control this thing first."

"That's right."

Yuan Bo frowned, looking at the sword patterns that were still gathering sword energy, it seemed that they were about to form a storm. If this thing was allowed to develop, wouldn't it be that his mansion would be demolished?

With a sudden thought, Uncle Yuan swooped downward.

As the breath flowed, he raised his hand and slapped it out, and the thick spiritual energy turned into an illusory palm and wrapped around Qincheng.

Puff!

What surprised Yuan Bo slightly, the sword-shaped pattern seemed to have felt his intention, and actually condensed a red sword energy.

The sword energy soared into the air, flashing with red aura, which suddenly penetrated the aura surrounding him. He subconsciously turned his head and cut a small hole directly into Bo Yuan’s cheek.

"This sword spirit's aura is so sharp!"


Chapter completed!