A basket of apples split the head and covered the face, and instantly turned into a group of small red snakes, densely packed.

You can think about it in this diagram, but this old way first uses it to disturb your mind so that you can't think about it anymore.

Sure enough, it's vicious.

Wu Ma suddenly thought to him, why did he know Wang Ziqing and Wen Peize? It seems that he underestimated this demon way, he can actually penetrate other people's thoughts, this is not easy to do.

These little poisonous snakes in front of them are not threatening. Wu Maxin pinched his fingers, popped out a few drops of blood, and drew a talisman in the air. The ruthless blood in his body is the nemesis of a hundred poisons, and these tiny poisonous insects naturally dare not approach, and they all avoid them from afar.

Taking advantage of this intermission, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Wu Ma's heart. That old man wanted his life, so he pressed every step of the way, and he didn't want his life, so he was always on the defensive.

Since you can do whatever you want in the map, what if you are engrossed in coming up with this picture?

Wen Peize and Wang Ziqing had already pounced with their teeth and claws, their faces hideous, like evil ghosts who had escaped from hell.

Wu Ma's heart is empty, and he concentrates his strength...... When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing outside the painting, with Phantom Sea Tower behind him, King Shun in front of him, Li Qijiang and Xu Hairui had fallen in a pool of blood.

King Shun was taken aback, the red-eyed demon Dao didn't stop Wu Maxin? King Shun has always been a thorn in the side of the four clans, and the people who have always wanted to kill him have never stopped, if it weren't for the fact that there are so many masters around him, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

The red-eyed old man is holding a map of the mountains and rivers, as long as he enters this map, he will be refined into pus and blood. Thinking of this old way of beating geese every year, this year let the geese peck their eyes.

The black-faced door god, with an inkstone on the top of his head, can be big or small, and the force is overwhelming.

A scholar with broken teeth, holding a lake pen, the fire dragon is the eye, pointing to the country.

The ink-scented maid, with a mouth full of ink, exhales like an orchid, and splashes ink landscapes.

The paper washing boy carried a few pieces of rice paper, origami for the boat, and sprinkled beans into soldiers.

As soon as Wu Ma Xin left Jiangshan Tu, the four people had already stepped forward at the same time, blocking in front of King Shun.

"Rest first. The black-faced door god waved his hand, and one of the inkstones was already in his hand. He blew a breath, and instantly turned into a giant inkstone several feet wide, smashing his head and face towards Wu Ma's heart.

The inkstone is dense, firm, delicate, warm and moist as jade, with unique and colorful stone patterns, soft and rigid like children's skin. There are two giant dragons carved on it, fierce and domineering.

Wu Ma's heart was moving, the earth and stones were trembling beside him, and he pointed to this inkstone, but the inkstone did not respond.

This thing is not made of earth and stone? Wu Ma was stunned for a moment, and the inkstone had already hit the front. Wu Ma's heart slammed downward, and the whole person got into the soil, and the inkstone smashed to the ground with a "boom", and a few cracks suddenly bloomed.

Wu Ma Xin bypassed the inkstone, drilled out from the side, and slashed towards the inkstone with a golden knife in his hand. The inkstone did not move at all, but it shook Wu Ma's heart.

"Haha. The black-faced door god smiled, "This Duan inkstone is made of flying stones outside the sky, how can such mortal soldiers destroy it." With that, he waved his arm again, and the inkstone rose from the ground and slapped it horizontally towards the heart of the witch horse. Wu Ma dodged his heart, and the inkstone suddenly slapped on a statue, and the statue suddenly became a pile of rubble.

The inkstone flew up and down, not giving Wu Ma a chance to breathe. Wu Ma jumped up and down with the power of the five elements, and every time he was able to escape a catastrophe, his forehead was already sweating profusely.

A few people next to him yawned exaggeratedly, and in this situation, it was a matter of time before Wu Ma's heart was slapped into a pulp.

After all, if he was not careful, Wu Ma's heart was still swept by the inkstone, and the whole person immediately flew out upside down, falling heavily to the ground, and the bones all over his body seemed to be shattered.

The giant inkstone fell from the sky and pressed on Wu Maxin's body again.

The maid of Moxiang covered her mouth and smiled: "What else do you say about the Wuma family, so unresistant, alas, ......"

The black-faced door god laughed: "It doesn't matter what he is from the Wuma family or the Shenniu family, when he meets us, he will all send him to see the king of Hades, haha." ”

A breath of antiquity flowed all over the body along the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the simplicity of bronze emitted the roars of countless divine beasts.

The giant inkstone shook twice, and it exploded to pieces in an instant, and Wu Ma Xin stood up from the rubble, stretched out his big hand, and instantly grabbed the black-faced door god in his hand. The black-faced door god showed an expression of disbelief: "How is it possible, you ......"

Wu Ma Xin strained his hands, his voice stopped abruptly, his head tilted, and he was no longer breathing.

"Yo. The broken tooth scholar clenched half of his teeth, clapped his hands and walked over, "Yes, yes, the people of the Wuma family really have two hits." ”

Wu Ma Xin took a few steps forward and said with a disdainful expression: "You get out of the way, I can not kill you." ”

"Ahh The Broken Tooth Scholar covered his chest with his hands, with an exaggerated look of horror, "I'm really scared, how can you be so fierce." "Oh......" he said, squatting down, dipping the lake pen in his mouth a few times, and then writing and drawing on the ground.

The Broken Tooth Scholar stepped back as he wrote, and the handwriting on the ground shimmered with a faint golden light. When he finally finished writing, the Broken Tooth Book let out a sigh of relief, slowly stood up, and said: "Alas, I have a habit of writing an epitaph before every war, but unfortunately, it has never been used. ”

Wu Ma Xin said: "Okay, I'll help you with this today." ”

"Wait a minute, I'll read it to you first and see if there's anything to change. Alas, I'll change a word if I don't kill a person, and every word in this article has been changed dozens of times, and I think it's perfect, so I hope you can let me not change it anymore, please. The Broken Tooth Scholar looked at the ground appreciatively, showed a serious expression, shook his head and read, "I am devoted to filial piety and friendship in my life, and I am light on money and charity." The uncle died early, the children and grandchildren were not established, the Du aunt died, was not buried, the ancestor did not, and there were last words. The public has removed the funeral, that is, to bury the aunt with a ceremony, and the official can make up for it, and the great-grandson of the uncle can be reinstated. To others, it is as fearful as if it is not good at being called, and it is like being afraid when it is not good at reprimanding, and it is brave to dare to act when it is righteous, regardless of its harm. Use this number to be trapped in the world, and then never hate. Seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, why complain? Su Ziluan City, West Mansion in the eyebrows. There are hidden virtues in the world, but people don't know it. Yi Xianjun, the name of the Quartet. The public and kindergarten teachers are young, and their learning is light. Out and follow the king, straightforward and loyal. Take risks like a disaster, and do not seek to do it. The ancestors promoted it, and the gods examined it. They also know it, but they don't give it. Serve the emperor in the evening, and enter the poetry book. Whoever is really in the middle of it, rebuke and neglect. The public heart is like jade, burning but not ashes. Unchanged from life and death, which is to come. There are small sayings in ancient times, and everyone says them. The hand is the center, and it is the end. The meaning of the heart, the encounter with the object is seen, the sound melts the gold and stone, and the light overflows. Ears and eyes are the same, and the world knows everything. If you want to create an abyss, you may be suspicious. If you don't continue to learn, if you have broken the string. After a hundred generations, how can there be no virtuous people? I have just started working in the public service, and I rely on knowledge. Stroke me as a brother, and teach me as a teacher. All moved to the south, but not the same. God is really for it, I don't know how to mourn. ”

After reading it, the Broken Tooth Scholar couldn't stop shaking his head, and his mouth was full of words: "Alas, perfect, too perfect...... Alright, Brother Wu Ma, please. ”

Wu Ma Xin met such a person for the first time, and he didn't know how to make a move for a while. The Broken Tooth Scholar said, "Since Brother Wu Ma is humble, then I will come first." After that, the broken tooth scholar flew up and wrote a wind word in the air with a pen, and suddenly the wind was blowing, and then he made another rain word, and the rain poured down. There was a blur in front of him, and Wu Ma was stunned, this pen could have such power.

The Broken Tooth Scholar swung wildly, and a bolt of lightning slashed from the sky, and Wu Ma's heart dodged to the side, and a large hole exploded in the ground.

The lake pen set off a row of huge waves and slapped towards the heart of the witch horse. Wu Ma Xin condensed his strength, the huge wave separated from the middle, and there was a big fireball in front of him, Wu Ma Xin changed his strength, and was just about to control the fireball, but the fireball exploded violently, turning into countless pieces and smashing over.

Wu Ma Xin spread out his right hand, and white, blue, black, red, and yellow snakes flew out of his palm. The black serpent opened its jaws and swallowed all the burning pieces, while the yellow serpent spewed out a cloud of sand and stones, crushing the waves into a puddle of mud.

The Broken Tooth Scholar was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't see that the people of the Wuma family really had two hits. With a stroke of his pen, he wrote down the word for the night, and the sky suddenly darkened, pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. It can be vaguely seen that the scholar with broken teeth is struggling to write.

A loud bang broke the silence, and the moon exploded into countless small bright spots, like meteors flying down from the sky, and when it was about to approach the heart of the witch horse, it turned into countless bats, baring its fangs and biting at him.

Haha, this nerd, he just thought that he could take the opportunity to sneak attack by blacking out the sky, but he miscalculated, I have the eyes of Shen Tu Yuheng's ghostly talents, which are very clear in the eyes of Wu Ma.

On the contrary, it is he who risks plunging himself into darkness, which is probably the biggest failure.

Wu Ma's figure flashed, and he had already come behind the Broken Tooth Scholar, and a golden light in his hand slowly withdrew from his hand, and the Broken Tooth Scholar had already fallen to the ground.

The sky was bright.

Wu Ma Xin gathered a handful of loess from the ground and buried the body of the Broken Tooth Scholar, and the previous epitaph floated onto the earthen bag, gently flashing with golden light.

Did he get his wish?

The maid of Moxiang and the paper-washing scholar glanced at each other and said, "This nerd has been nagging there, and he would have solved this guy a long time ago with that time, really." ”

The paper-washing boy said: "This boy from the Wuma family is really a little difficult, do you want us to come together?"

"Cut, who's going to come with you. "If you're worried about your sister's safety, then protect me from behind, but don't do it casually." ”

"Uh-huh. The paper-washing boy was full of joy. He has always had a crush on Sister Moxiang, but she always ignores him.

He knew that she had always wanted to be Princess Shun.

No one wants to be a concubine, but the wives of the poor are still poor, and the concubines of the rich are also rich.

The ink fragrance maid twisted her ass and walked towards Wu Ma's heart, and saw the paper-washing scholar swallow his saliva violently.