A few hundred steps away from the battle formation was the place where the rice thieves were. Almost all the old and weak who did not participate in the battle and the less-old refugees who easily destroyed the left and right teams were leaning against each other and looking at the middle battle formation nervously and anxiously. Among them was Peng Modao's wife standing.

The refugee who was sending the message hurriedly ran over, found her in the crowd, and whispered a few words in her ear. Her face suddenly turned pale, and she sighed softly and walked back to the crowd.

After a while, the entire refugee group moved again, and most of them supported each other and continued to walk south. Only she and eight women were left.

These women are of different ages, including old women in their fifties and sixties, and there are girls under double 10, all of whom are wearing rags and dressed in rags.

A black and white pattern had already been drawn on the snow behind them. This pattern was just connected by a small ditches dug out on the ground with wooden sticks. In the middle is a circle with a pointed ellipse at both ends. There is a small circle in the ellipse, and the largest circle radiates eight S-shaped curves. It looks like a sun with one eye.

The eight women walked to the end of the curve and sat cross-legged.

But Si Niang did not sit down, but took out a dagger from her arms. She walked quietly behind the women, cut open their throats and carotid arteries cleanly, and then held their twitching bodies and brought the wounds that spewed out a lot of blood into the ditches on the ground.

The women did not cry and beg for mercy, nor struggle to resist, but just sat there quietly and slayed their necks.

When she walked to the last girl who looked a little pretty, the woman looked up at Si Niang and asked in a trembling voice: "Sister, can we really go to the Kingdom of God after we die?"

Si Niang touched her hair gently and said softly: "Yes, sister. I eat and wear warmly every day, and we will be there."

The girl lowered her head with a longing color on her face, and Si Niang cut her throat with tears in her eyes.

When the blood turned the pattern on the ground into a blood-colored one-eyed red sun, Si Niang walked to the middle alone. She took out a stone as big as a baby's fist, raised it high. She raised her head and shouted:

God leads all things,

Only all life will come out.

The corpse ghost is summoned,

Drought mother possessed!

The whole world became quiet and darkened with her shouts... Suddenly, Si Niang, who was standing in the formation diagram, emitted a golden red light.

Si Niang's face showed an expression of indescribable pain or joy. Her hair began to fall off, and her eyes slowly moved closer to the middle and strangely merged into a one-eye, and then slowly moved toward the top of her head.

Her bones made a tooth-sourcing sound, and her whole body gradually shrank into a ball.

The remains of the women around and the blood they shed spontaneously ignited without fire, and a flame rose around her. When the fire light went out, a humanoid monster the size of a boy appeared in the array.

The monster was naked, with scorched skin naked, and the drooping organs on its chest and smooth crotch showed the monster's gender.

There was only a nose and a mouth on his face, and the one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one-eyed one

She screamed at the sky, and the temperature around her suddenly rose, making everyone present feel that they had suddenly entered the scorching heat from the cold winter. The snow on the ground and the falling snow in the sky melted and evaporated rapidly, forming a white mist surrounding her.

Then, the monster rushed out to the battlefield! In a blink of an eye, it came to the middle of the three.

When the Tie brothers saw this monster, they couldn't help but take a few steps back. Peng Madao became the closest person to the monster. Her first target was not their enemy, but her husband!

The monster seemed to have lost his mind, and screamed in a shrill voice, then rushed towards the nearest husband. However, his husband did not dodge or dodge and directly hugged his wife who had been possessed by the drought mother.

"Si Niang, it's me!"

Peng Madao was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood sprayed over the head of a monster that was only half his height. Before it even fell on it, the temperature evaporated into a red mist. He bent down and hugged Han Mother, regardless of the flames all over his body, reached out to gently stroke the monster's face, as if the ugly monster in his arms was still his beloved wife whom he accompanied.

The mother of Han seemed to be confused and let Peng sharpen his knife touch her face until the hand was roasted into charcoal by the high temperature on her body. She seemed to understand something and made a silent cry from her mouth. The cry formed a wave of air to blow her charred husband into the distance.

With this gap, the Tie siblings came to their senses.

"It's indeed a demon of Taiping Dao!" Tie Qianjiao's expression suddenly turned solemn and shouted sternly.

She took out the Liuchun chain and sucked hard at the monster who was still staying there. The monster did not dodge or dodge, letting the chain be entangled around her.

But the chain was immediately burned red by the high temperature on the mother's body, and the silver flowers that left the chain and nailed to the monster were directly ignited and turned into a little bit after bit of ashes.

At this time, Tie Qianzhuang jumped up hard, held up the sword high, and slashed it down. The one-eye above the monster's head was originally closed. When the knife was barely cut, the one-eye suddenly opened and a red light shot out and hit the chest of the Tie Thirteenth Young Master.

Tie Qianzhuang in the air screamed, and the person was knocked back by the fire and fell heavily to the ground. He rolled for a long distance until he hit a pile of tangled corpses and stopped, not knowing life and death.

Tie Qianjiao's Liuchun chain had also begun to melt, and dripping iron dripped from the chain and formed silver flowers on the ground. Her palm was already burning, so she simply threw the chain off. At the same time, her voice changed tone and shouted: "Black slave, come and help."

The driver behind the scenes were ready to go when he saw the monster. He heard the mistress summoned him and flew forward with a whip in his hand. He just happened to block the monster that had already broken free from the chain.

The whip in his hand was made of a black snake's snake skin. It was just enough to restrain the monster if it was not burned when it was fire. The black man spread his whip and rolled the drought mother in it like a python hunting. However, the monster was moving like the wind and had a great force. When she realized that she could not burn the whip, she simply put it on with the whip.

The driver couldn't dodge and was hit by the side. The power was so great that he could hold four horses and was knocked away by more than ten feet. He had blood gushed out along the way and didn't know how many ribs were broken.

Even so, he also bought time for his mistress to use his means, and a blue halo flew out of her hand and tightly hung on the mother of Han. This was Tie Qianjiao's killer move - Wanfenghuan.

Wanfenghuan is not a common thing that ordinary mortals can use, but a magic weapon that can only be used by the Qi Refining Human Immortals or above. Her husband, Chun Huayuan, deliberately made someone to transform it so that he could use it as a wife of a congenital real person. This is also the token of their two families when they get engaged.

The problem is that since this is a weakened magic weapon for the innate real people, it cannot mobilize the energy of heaven and earth directly to activate it like the Qi Refining Human Immortal. Tie Qianjiao's soul power is too weak to command from a distance. She can only use a special rope to transport her vitality and spiritual thoughts to this magic weapon.

Tie Qianjiao sacrificed Wanfenghuan to stabilize the body of the Hanba, and felt very calm. She kept injecting her innate true energy, and she wanted to kill the monster in front of her.

The Han Mother was clattered by the blue halo around her waist, and her twisted limbs were twitching. Her face without eyes also seemed extremely painful, but she couldn't move. The monster suddenly lowered her head and shot a red light again with the one-eye above her head.

Tie Qianjiao, who had the upper hand, sneered in her heart. This monster is indeed a trick of being in trouble. Why wouldn't she beware of this move?

Tie Zhenren calmly inspired another life-saving magic weapon, which was the golden stairs inserted diagonally on his head. Before the red light touched the third lady's body, it was blocked by a layer of colorless and transparent light film.

The daughter of the Tie family is also one of the nine great masters in Yangzhou. She really deserves the word "being rich" and "being rich". A congenital real person actually possesses two magic weapons with luxury. It seems that the end of the death of the drought mother has long been destined.

But Tie Qianjiao, who is worthy of being a beautiful girl from a wealthy family, complained secretly at this time.

Because what drought-hard eyes emitted was not a red fire but a continuous beam of red light!

This made her have to control two magic weapons with one attack and one defense at the same time. This was too much burden for her who was just a real person. The real-person cultivator could not directly mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth. Even if she wanted to use the Yuan stone, she had to have specific formation assistance. And now there is no time to draw a magic array on this battle formation?

Now it depends on whether the Iron San Zhenren consumed his energy first or the evil thing was killed by the magic weapon first.

Tie Qianjiao, who supported two magic weapons, looked gradually whiter, and the light film in front of her began to thin. The most important thing was that the power of the wind ring was obviously not as powerful as before. The monster did not show any fatigue at all. Instead, as the restraints relaxed, the pain on her body was greatly reduced, and the power of the red light was even more intense.

At this moment, a sudden shout came from a loud voice that made her feel energetic: "Tie Zhenren, hold on. I have a way!"

The person who spoke was Li Zhaochang, a former disciple of the Immortal Sect.

As soon as he saw that Han Mu appeared, he knew it was not good. He immediately took out his necessary armored horse talisman and used it for himself. When he saw that even the coachman had to play, he felt even worse. He jumped over and overturned the roof of the car, regardless of the crying of the Hua family, and put his hands under his armpits and prepared to run away.

But he was the one who was a rich man with the heart of a little boss. After Tie Qianjiao used two magic weapons, Li Zhaochang felt relieved and secretly laughed at himself as he was old and timid. How could a real person not be able to control such a situation?

But when the situation changed again, Boss Li's heart could no longer bear such ups and downs. This time he made up his mind and saved his life. So he was about to call his son to move in, but when he saw his son who had already been ready to go, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and changed his mind again.

Li Zhaochang, a person from the Former Immortal Sect, was not an ordinary person. He had already considered it clearly in the flash. Seeing that the mother of Drought could not escape without any loss, she might not be able to escape without any loss, but her success rate of taking risks and turning defeat into victory was very high.

This business can be done!
Chapter completed!