"Boss Lei spends money generously. I, Xu Tingfeng, only take part of what I deserve. I am not good at killing. I removed the screen and the illusion can only last for one stick of incense..." After saying this, the female shopkeeper turned around and looked.
To one place.
Lin Chuan was shocked, Baibuping! But the Hong Furnace artifact, ranked twelfth, turned out to be in her hand.
Xu Tingfeng, the master of Tingfeng Hall in Winter, Lin Chuan tried hard to recall the scene of drinking tea in Bufang, serving tea and pouring water. Xu Tingfeng's hands were wearing gauze gloves. It turned out that she was hiding the
Snowflake tattoo.
No wonder he failed to notice her level of cultivation. If a powerful person in the Heavenly Spirit Realm wanted to hide his cultivation, it would be difficult for even a Boiling Spirit Master in the Earth Spirit Realm to detect it.
Following her gaze, she could see a bonfire in the background, but she could only see pitch black.
Xu Tingfeng spread her right hand flat, and a beam of colorful light flew from the darkness. After falling into her hand, it turned into a ball of cloth the size of a fist. The colorful fireflies on the cloth looked more like a small hydrangea.
A huge cloth ball appeared in the dark, like a dream, hazy and unclear. Hundreds of cloth screens on the surface of the cloth ball were flying around, making it airtight.
Through the hazy screen, Lin Chuan saw a figure in green clothes, a staggering figure still crashing into the screen.
Boss Lei, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, had an evil smile on his lips and said: "I understand!"
Then he led the three people behind him and ran towards the shadow of Bu Tuan.
"Friendly reminder, that banshee has the ability to become invisible." Xu Tingfeng reminded calmly.
"Well, Hall Master Xu can't pay more for this!" Boss Lei paused and then spoke.
"Send it to you." Xu Tingfeng's voice was like a spring breeze.
"Hahaha, next time I have business, I'll come to you Tingfeng Tang."
Xu Tingfeng turned the hydrangea in his hand, and a gap appeared in the shadow of the cloth, and Boss Lei and his three accomplices instantly fell into it.
The hydrangea turned in the opposite direction and the gap disappeared. Xu Tingfeng watched with interest as several people escaped into the illusion formation. He snorted coldly in his heart. The little Xuan disciple dared to speak nonsense. If the person behind you hadn't entrusted it to me, how could I have done it?
Looking right at you.
"Miss Lan, I am also under orders from others. You can only wish for happiness on your own." Xu Tingfeng murmured to himself. After saying this, he glanced at Lin Chuan's location, and then the whole person seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Lin Chuan was already impatient. When he saw Xu Tingfeng leaving the scene, he rushed to the shadow of Bu Tuan in three steps and two steps at a time. He stored his soul on the blood knife and slashed out with one strike.
"Boom!"
Lin Chuan was shaken several feet away by the backlash. Qi and blood surged in his stomach, and he felt annoyed: This hundred-cloth screen was really not even.
The sharp-mouthed boss Lei in the phantom has already started fighting with Lan Yin'er.
A cold light flashed on Boss Lei's hand, and a double-pronged fork appeared out of thin air. The handle was even an inch taller than himself, and it looked like a legendary shrimp soldier when held in both hands.
The other three people also drew their weapons from their waists and followed Boss Lei to surround Lan Yin'er.
Lin Chuan still knew something about Lan Yin'er's strength. In addition to being invisible, he could also become invisible. He had reached the threshold of the mysterious demon five years ago and should have broken through by now.
With the help of the invisibility ability, it was easy to get rid of the three Huangling Realm Boiling Spirit Masters, but as for Boss Lei, there was no chance of winning.
As long as Yin'er can hold on to the stick of incense and the illusion dissipates on its own, Lin Chuan is confident that he can keep Boss Lei behind.
Unexpectedly, Boss Lei seemed to have been prepared for it. His first move was just a feint, and a cloud of white smoke suddenly burst out from his sleeve.
The other three also took action at the same time, waving their sleeves and bursting out clouds of white smoke.
The white smoke instantly enveloped Lan Yin'er, and Lan Yin'er couldn't avoid it. Her body was soaked in smoke, and the smoke showed a crystal white light.
Lan Yin'er retreated quickly and disappeared at the same time, but the fluorescence on her body was difficult to cover up, so the invisibility technique was in vain.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, he had no choice but to use the green leaves in his hair to fight back at the opponent. Several orchid leaves were stabbed at the four people like sharp swords. The four people were separated at the first touch, and a pocket crossbow suddenly appeared in each hand.
The crossbow arrows are as big as needles, flashing with blue light, and are obviously filled with venom. When Lan Yin'er swings the orchid leaves and beats them, he inevitably gets scratched. The orchid leaves have the same root as them, and the venom on them flows into the orchid leaves.
inside her body.
Lan Yin'er suddenly felt that something was wrong, and instantly sealed the meridians all over her body, but it was too late. Her consciousness began to be in a trance, her steps were sloppy, and she wanted to reveal her natural demon body, but the four people did not give her a chance to reveal herself.
Lan Yin'er had no choice but to bite the bullet and kill the four of them. The four of them cooperated flawlessly. It was obvious that they had planned something and were prepared to target her this time.
"Despicable! Yin'er, just hold on for a moment! Don't fight with it! This illusion won't last long!" Lin Chuan shouted loudly into the shadow.
"It's no use shouting that your throat is broken. The Baibu Ping is a sacred weapon of the Hong Furnace. The illusions you can cast casually are better than mine. She can't hear or see." Murong Longyue appeared in Lin's house at some unknown time.
River side.
In fact, Lin Chuan had already noticed that Murong Longyue was following him, otherwise he would not have taken the risk of following Boss Lei.
"Is there any way you can let me in?" Lin Chuan's voice was a little hoarse, and he stared at Murong Longyue with his blood-red eyes.
Murong Longyue was startled by his appearance and cursed in her heart: You two must not be close friends, otherwise you would not be so virtuous.
"The crack will definitely not be possible. I can try to apply the miasma to reconcile it, but..."
"Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly!" Lin Chuan interrupted Murong Longyue and urged.
Murong Longyue smacked her lips and spread out her right hand, which looked similar to Xu Tingfeng's. A purple cyclone emerged from the palm of her right palm, and the purple cyclone gradually became thicker.
Murong Longyue held the purple cyclone, floated in front of the phantom of the cloth, pushed the cyclone towards the phantom, and the phantom actually blended into it.
Just as Murong Longyue was about to turn her head to claim credit, she suddenly frowned.
"How?" Lin Chuan saw that his expression was wrong and asked hurriedly.
"This... is not fusion, but... unilaterally swallowing up my miasma!" Murong Longyue looked in disbelief. That was the miasma she had condensed for decades, and it swallowed up less than half of it in one go. It was heartbreaking.
The ground is dripping with blood.
Looking at Murong Longyue's pale face, Lin Chuan opened his mouth, but in the end without saying a word, he focused his attention on Lan Yin'er again.
Lan Yin'er was in a state of embarrassment, with a strange orange-red color on her face. The four of them were like a cat playing with a mouse, one retreating while the other advanced, and the cooperation was very tacit.
Lin Chuan was extremely worried. Lan Yin'er was afraid that she was seriously poisoned, and her demonic power was probably running low. If this continued, she would not be able to support the shattered shadow.
"Sir, please calm down, they don't seem to want to take her life, they just want to capture her alive, otherwise the first thing they throw away could kill her." Murong Longyue said to comfort her.
Lin Chuan just woke up. He should have noticed these things immediately, but he was just too worried about Lan Yin'er, so he ignored them.
"You're right, they want to capture them alive. Let's stay here and attack with the force of an oriole." Lin Chuan calmed down and looked at Murong Longyue with a little more admiration in his eyes.
"That shrimp soldier is too cunning. I'm worried that the miasma will be too dazzling and he will find out and run away."
What Murong Longyue said was true. Her miasma was indeed purple. Perhaps it was affected by the mysterious yin energy. If it were a simple nightmare reed demon, its aura would be colorless and odorless.
It seems that the ghosts and monsters have the advantages of both tribes. They have the powerful body of the demon tribe and the ethereal body skills of the ghost tribe. The skills of both tribes can be used at any time. In fact, there are gains and losses, and this purple miasma is a loss.
"Shrimp soldiers?" Lin Chuan frowned.
"Oh, that's the guy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks holding the fork."
Facing Murong Longyue's explanation, Lin Chuan couldn't help laughing, but he still held it back. The two of them agreed that one of them would kill the shrimp soldiers, and the other would rescue others. Those three little minions were not enough for the two of them.
.
The killing task can only be left to Murong Longyue, because Lin Chuan's bloody knife has completely entered the phase of disgust and can no longer make a powerful blow.
The shadow of the cloth began to disperse, and Lan Yin'er saw hope, but completely lost control of her body. Boss Lei poked Lan Yin'er between the eyebrows with his finger.
Lan Yin'er groaned miserably, her vision went dark and she fainted. Boss Lei's finger directly forcibly sealed Lan Yin'er's consciousness.
Looking at the blood on Lan Yin'er's smooth forehead, Lin Chuan's heart palpitated. The golden light in his eyes flashed away. The exposed tree roots at his feet were as thick as his wrist and were crushed to pieces.
Murong Longyue, who was hiding in the tree, glanced at Lin Chuan blankly. Just now, she seemed to have an urge to worship Lin Chuan, but suddenly, this feeling disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Phew! This bitch is quite difficult to deal with. If I hadn't been prepared in advance, I'm not sure who would have fallen into trouble today!" The sharp-mouthed boss Lei exhaled heavily, took out a bottle of spiritual juice and took a sip.
"Boss, did Mr. Lei tell me what use she was for?" asked a man with a deer-headed head and a rat-like appearance that was three points uglier than Boss Lei.
"Other than the need to live, there doesn't seem to be much explanation... Why do you ask?" Boss Lei looked sideways at the deer-headed man.
"Hehe, this water spirit in the form of a girl, none of the brothers have tasted the taste of a banshee. They are all very greedy. Look..." The deer-headed man looked at Lei with an evil look in his eyes.
boss.
"Look at your little potential! Wipe your saliva, move faster, don't waste time!" Boss Lei laughed and scolded, waving his hand.
The deer-headed man got permission, pushed away the other two men, stripped naked in an instant, threw off his two boots, and jumped towards Lan Yin'er who was lying on the ground.
Just as the deer-headed man was about to reach out to untie Lan Yin'er's belt, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in his ankle. A small white-skeletal snake was glaring at him with its head raised.
The deer-headed man howled miserably, stood up, staggered two steps back and plunged into the mud, motionless.
Boss Lei reacted immediately and was about to pierce the small bone with his fork when he suddenly felt wind blowing above his head. He withdrew the fork and raised his hands.
He forcefully received Murong Longyue's falling knee strike. The strike was so powerful that Boss Lei almost fell to his knees. If he hadn't reacted quickly, Murong Longyue would have driven his head into the chest with his knee.