The voice was not like human speech, it was a false voice coming from the mouth of a dead man.

The Great Wizard Nazanwei can only speak the indigenous language, but he can manipulate the golden crystal worm to make the vocal cords of the dead simulate his inner thoughts, and transmit the language he needs!

His sorcery is at its peak, and he has studied all living beings quite thoroughly!

On this cold and rainy night, accompanied by bloody corpses and terrifying poisonous insects, a human-like voice came from the dead corpse, which made Wu Tingdong feel cold all over his body, and his hand holding the gun kept shaking.

Monica held an umbrella, holding a strangely shaped sharp knife in her other hand, her face was full of murder and coldness, and her red dress reflected the bloodshot dripping from the tip of the knife, which was extremely enchanting.

"Dead son, is the old immortal finally willing to show his face?" Ye Fan looked at this gloomy old man, others couldn't see his face clearly, but Ye Fan could clearly see that the criss-crossing wrinkles on his face didn't know how many years had passed, and the eyes full of vicissitudes and cruelty were not like all in the world.

"Seventy years, seventy years, ......" Nai Zanwei sighed through the corpse, "Seventy years ago, the Japanese took away our sacred relics of the Puluo people, and today, they can finally be returned to their original owners. ”

I don't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt, I don't put myself in my shoes, I can't understand the mood of the great wizard Nai Zanwei at this moment, I have been looking forward to it for 70 years, looking for 70 years, and at the moment before I am about to step into the coffin, I get what I want, it is simply God's mercy!

The thought turned, and Ye Fan understood the meaning of his words.

At the beginning, Naiden had mentioned the matter of the Rong Han Stone, a sacred relic of the Puluo tribe, and it turned out that this was the ancestor of Nanyang evil arts.

"Old man, are you talking in your dreams?" Ye Fan said slowly with an uninteresting expression: "Your so-called holy relic has already been swallowed by Uncle Ye, so die of this heart!"

Nai Zanwei's eyes were red, and he nodded slightly: "You reminded me, it turns out that this is the reason why the holy relic is broken! In this world, nothing can erase it and destroy it, it doesn't matter, if you eat it, you will use your flesh and blood to reshape the holy relic!"

"I'm grass, old monster, you want to kill people and destroy corpses?"

"That's right, before you die, remember my name, the Sage of the Prolo Tribe, Nai Zanwei!" a piercing answer came from inside the car, and at the same time, the group of terrifying golden beetles frantically condensed, collectively contracted, and was about to launch a powerful blow!

"What are you waiting for?" Ye Fan scolded awe-inspiringly: "Kill this old immortal!"

Monica hesitated slightly, she instinctively felt that Nazanwei's strength was unfathomable, and she was by no means as fragile as the guy just now, and it was still unknown whether she could kill the other party with her strength.

But in the current situation, she couldn't help but flinch, clenched her silver teeth, and Monica flew towards Nazanwei with a knife!

The umbrella flew out in the wind, and the sharp blood butcher's knife cut through countless rains, revealing a dazzling cold light in the dark night!

Nazanwei's eyes shone with red light, he raised his hand and waved it, his robe whistled, and the endless golden crystal worms jumped up, head-on, and crashed into Monica's delicate face!

In an instant, the golden light was like a ribbon, like a torrent, like a flame, and it was so close to Monica that she had to hurriedly retreat, swinging her knife and slashing in an attempt to get rid of the golden crystal worms.

Everyone can see that if they are touched by these poisonous insects, they will definitely die a terrible death, just like those military spies who have fallen in the car.

Whew——Just as Monica flew backwards, Ye Fan raised his palm, and a firelight pounced on the insect swarm, and there was a crackling sound in an instant.

Under the rain watering, this fire showed no signs of extinguishing and weakening!

The true fire of samadhi, which burns up the things of the world, is eternal and unquenchable!

The swarm of insects fell one after another, and Nazanwei narrowed his eyes, and the evil spirit rolled under his robe, and he was really angry.

The sneering sound was endless, and the butcher knife in Monica's hand stepped forward again, slashing out several fierce killing slashes, stabbing Nazanwei in the throat!

At the same time, in the face of the two masters, the great wizard Nai Zanwei was not in a hurry, and a terrifying scream came out of his mouth, and all the golden crystal insects surrounding Ye Fan and the three of them all jumped wildly, showing a momentum of encirclement, rolling towards the three of them from all directions!

With such sinister intentions, Wei Wei's intention to save Zhao was clearly revealed, but in front of Zanwei, the group of golden crystal insects swarmed up, covering all parts of his body in the blink of an eye, as if he had turned into a worm man!

The densely wriggling golden crystal worms formed a protective wall on the surface of his body, making Monica a rat bogeyman, and she didn't dare to engage with Nazanwei for a while.

Bang! A gunshot rang out, Wu Tingdong pulled the trigger, and his bullseye was Naizanwei's scarlet gaze! The bullet broke through a distance of more than ten meters, and he could make a contribution by surprise, and in the deep night rain, a sudden terrifying figure suddenly fell from the sky, smashing out a huge amount of stones and muddy water, blocking this bullet!

Sparks erupted on it, and Wu Tingdong's eyes widened, and he froze in place, forgetting the danger he was in.

What is this? Ye Fan looked at it intently, his eyebrows were deeply locked, this thing has similarities with Jin Bubad, and it seems that it is also a zombie-type monster refined by some kind of evil art.

This is the corpse, the servant and thug raised by Zanwei, the evil life created by the mandrill and the dead, more barbaric and bloodthirsty than gold!

At this moment, a mandrill and a Nazanwei are completely out of the category of normal human beings.

"Hide, protect yourself!" Ye Fan swung out a string of firelight, burning away the insect swarm that was rushing towards Wu Tingdong, and the flying sword attacked at the same time, shooting golden light through the hole, piercing a sharp chain of light!

This time, the flying sword was unable to make any achievements, and it could not pierce the evil body tempered by the steel and iron bones of the corpse.

Ngo Dinh Tong suddenly came to his senses, and while shooting, he fled the way he came.

Monica, who was already in a battle with Nazanwe.

Two antiques that add up to nearly four hundred years old, non-human, entangled to death!

Ye Fan turned his head slightly, his eyes froze, his left hand bent his sword and pointed at it, Fantian Yin killed the night sky from his arms, and the infinite divine power cast a big net, covering the corpse on the spot, making it difficult to move an inch.

The corpse was furious, the soil under its feet was constantly turned up, black and yellow smoke erupted from its mouth, and a pair of ink-colored eyes without pupils were hideous and terrifying, exuding a sense of madness and savagery!

Tonight, I thought that there was only one little minion Yaza, but no one expected it, and finally led out the first wizard of the South Seas and caught a big fish.

The flying sword escaped back into the palm of his hand, and Ye Fan's figure teleported to him, slapping at the corpse's skull with one palm!

Bang! This palm, not to mention the strength of a thousand catties, the innate realm, the infinite true qi, can definitely slap the braincase of ordinary people like a watermelon!

But the moment the palm wind hit the corpse, Ye Fan knew that he had once again underestimated the ability of this inhuman monster to resist attacks.

However, as the palm of the air and rain fell, the corpse's feet dug deep into the dirt, splashing out a large canopy of dirt and stones.

"In this case, let you be buried alive here!" Fan Tianyin restrained the corpse's mobility, Monica entangled Nai Zanwei, Ye Fan had no scruples, and his palm carried a majestic force, continuously shooting at the top of the corpse's head!

The sound of breaking the sky exploded, and after each palm fell, the corpse sank to the ground for several centimeters, struggling to no avail, and could only raise its head and let out an unwilling roar, the roar moved through the rainy night, poignant and terrifying.

Puff puff!

With the sixth palm, only the upper body of the corpse was exposed beyond the surface, and it was smashed into the mud!

Shaking away the swarming golden crystal insect swarm, Ye Fan sacrificed a golden rope to firmly bind this inhuman monster, Fantian Yin moved away, transferred the object, and instantly covered Nai Zanwei's head!

This rainy night fight is in full swing!