A strange, ferocious laugh came out of the child's mouth.
"Yes, your energy and blood are strong. Now, I use the secret method of nourishing ghosts with my body to condense the remaining souls and become the ghost king. It consumes a lot of money. It is the time when I need to replenish myself. You are the most suitable prey!"
Qian Lun spoke like this.
The next second.
The little boy jumped up and rushed towards Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan frowned and did not use Fang Tian Hua Ji, but used Xingyi Fist to fight the enemy.
Dragon-shaped fists and tiger-shaped fists came out one after another, falling like a violent storm.
But the child's body was extremely hard, as if cast by molten iron. Xu Yuan's attack was unable to cause any damage to it.
Instead, Na Qianlun seized the opportunity and kicked Xu Yuan hard in the chest, immediately breaking two ribs.
Mo Ying hurriedly played out a yellow talisman, and a dazzling fire broke out, forcing the Qiankun to retreat. Otherwise, Xu Yuan's injuries would probably be more serious.
Mo Ying went over and helped Xu Yuan up, "Xu Yuan, you must not be merciful, this is no longer a child, but the real Qian Lun..."
Xu Yuan nodded slightly.
The main reason why he didn't use Fang Tian Hua Ji just now was that he couldn't do it when facing a seven-year-old girl like Xiaotong.
Although his reason told him that this was no longer a child, he still did not do that and wanted to win with Xingyi Quan.
But the facts proved that he was wrong.
However, this time, Xu Yuan will not make any mistakes again.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd with one hand.
"boom!"
Xu Yuan stepped on the phantom trace and rushed forward.
Fang Tian's painted halberd went straight towards the child, sweeping across the area with a rumbling momentum.
The kid sneered and raised his hand to block.
"Crack!"
The child's arms were instantly fractured.
Qianlun's horrified voice also sounded, "It turns out to be a real magic weapon... No wonder it can hurt me!"
"Today, not only will I hurt you, I will also destroy you!" Xu Yuan shouted.
Swinging Fang Tian's painted halberd, the energy in the body evolved into unparalleled combat power under the operation of Tianyan's true method.
The attack power is unparalleled.
This small basement quickly became dilapidated.
There have been a lot of craters on the wall, and even some parts of the wall have been damaged.
Mo Ying was on the side, moving her hands constantly. She secretly sent a message to Xu Yuan, "If you delay for a while, I will be fine here soon!"
Previously, Mo Ying told Xu Yuan that she had a way to restrain Na Qianlun, but it would take time.
It was also for this reason that Xu Yuan did not hesitate to take Fang Tian's painted halberd to fight with him, while also buying time for Mo Ying.
That's where Qianlun's strength lies after all.
Even if Xu Yuan used all his cards and urged Fang Tian to draw the halberd with all his strength, he could only barely fight to a draw with the kid.
After all, Qian Lun is the real ghost king, and there is a huge gap in strength between Xu Yuan and him.
In fact, due to the excessive consumption of Fang Tian's painted halberd, Xu Yuan gradually became exhausted mentally and physically, but was suppressed by the child again.
"Give up your resistance. Your flesh and blood is the most beautiful gift to me, and that magic weapon is mine too!"
Qiankun's voice sounded, spreading in the empty basement, cold and chilling.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to take it away!" Xu Yuan disdainfully swung Fang Tian's painted halberd and continued to chop it down.
finally.
When Na Qianlun seized the opportunity, he actually controlled the child's already broken arm and directly grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd.
Xu Yuan tried his best to retreat, but it was of no use.
"Jie Jie, give up resistance!" Qian Lun continued.
At the same time, the other severed hand suddenly shot out, and the terrifying ghost energy rushed directly towards Xu Yuan's face.
At this time.
The amulet that Mo Ying gave to Xu Yuan suddenly exploded and turned into a golden light, blocking the terrifying ghostly energy.
"It's useless. In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain..." Qian Lun sneered and continued to attack Xu Yuan.
The extremely cold ghostly energy formed a black skeleton in the air, opening its bloody mouth and trying to swallow Xu Yuan.
But suddenly.
The ancestral jade pendant on Xu Yuan's chest suddenly erupted with a burst of bright light.
at the same time.
A sharp shout also sounded out.
"What kind of evil beast dares to hurt my descendants and seek death?"
A terrifying aura spread out from the jade pendant.
Qianlun was dumbfounded for a moment. Not only was his attack blocked, his body was shocked by the terrifying power, and he began to tremble violently.
"That's..."
Qianlun's face was extremely ugly, and the ghostly aura surrounding him suddenly shrank back.
The momentum and voice of the ancestor of the Xu family just now made him feel extremely frightened.
That was when Qianlun was in a daze.
Na Qianlun hadn't fully reacted yet.
Mo Ying rushed over.
In her hand, she was holding a purple gold gourd. From the mouth of the gourd, she could pull out a slender special ink pipe soaked in black dog blood.
"Whoosh!"
At the end of the ink fountain line, at the seal of the purple gold gourd, is a copper coin.
At this moment, the ink shadow was bounced away, pulling the ink pipe line, directly stretching it, and instantly entangled Na Qianlun.
The moment the ink line came into contact with the child's body, sparks shot out.
Qian Lun even let out bursts of piercing screams.
Mo Ying's hands kept moving, pulling the Mo Dou thread continuously, and in a short while, there were hundreds of threads wrapped around Na Qianlun's body.
"Xu Yuan, help me!"
Mo Ying grabbed the purple gold gourd with one hand and took out the talisman paper with the other.
Only then did Xu Yuan wake up from the heavy drinking caused by his ancestor's previous appearance, and hurried over, clutching the purple gold gourd tightly.
No matter how hard Naqianlun struggled, the specially made ink fountain thread was extremely strong and impossible to break.
"You'd better die!"
The talisman paper in Mo Ying's hand was quickly rubbed by her and turned into a sphere the size of a fist.
The next second.
She grabbed the ball made of talisman paper and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the child, Qian Lun.
As soon as it enters the mouth.
The paper talisman sphere quickly burned.
"ah!"
The child's body was also wrapped in flames, and he kept screaming.
Qianlun roared loudly, it was like a demonic sound in the basement, very harsh.
Mo Ying breathed a sigh of relief, it was a success.
She took the purple gourd from Xu Yuan's hand, and then hooked the ink line with her jade fingers.
With another pull, a phantom was pulled out from the flames.
It can be seen that it is a child, who looks exactly like a little boy.
But she stood aside a little confused.
Mo Ying continued to move and struck again.
From the flames, a phantom was pulled out again, which turned out to be the students of the Liao community.
As soon as the students in the dormitory saw the child, they immediately staggered towards him, and the father and daughter hugged each other and cried.
"Little boy, little boy, daddy finally sees you again!" the students in the dormitory shouted.
The little boy also had tears in his eyes, and he also hugged the dormitory students, "Dad, I'm afraid that bad people will bully my mother. I wanted to stop them, but they threw them into a coffin full of blood. Those bad people made me drink up all the blood in it..."
"I'm not afraid anymore. It's okay. With dad here, everything is okay!" the students in the dormitory cried and comforted.
at last.
Mo Ying gritted his teeth and blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue.
She pulled the ink line sharply, and another phantom appeared.
She was a rather beautiful woman, dignified and quiet, and her features were very similar to those of a child.
As soon as she appeared, she stared blankly at the dormitory students and children not far away.
On the beautiful and unreal face, two tears fell silently...