Just when Cuicui was thinking about it, the floor of the room seemed to be shaken by a force, and she squatted on the ground, only feeling the tremor of the ground, but she could not feel the source of the power.

The ancestor lifted Cuicui like a chicken, and ran to the door as fast as he could. The moment Cuicui was lifted, the moonlight changed angles, illuminating the silk threads attached to the notebook.

Good guy, this Zhang Huai is bored at home, and he still likes to tinker with some organs?

The ancestor's speed was fast, it was useless, and the door could not be opened. The most terrifying thing is that the thing that locks the door is not physical, but a forbidden spell.

"Ancestor, open the door quickly!" Cuicui urged.

Wang Jiuguang sighed: "No, the profession is not right." "This should be what Qu Qing is good at.

Suddenly, the planks on the ground opened as if by magic, and many spikes popped out of the ground, and the thorns were made of iron, and the tips were so sharp that they were about to pierce the soles of Cuicui's feet!

The ancestor took Cuicui and floated into the air.

The study is like having eyes, and there are wooden planks on the walls around it, and what silver needles and iron arrows, what darts and stingers, all fly towards them, and a hundred flowers bloom in the air, and a hundred schools of thought contend, just like a small hidden weapon fair.

"I will!" the ancestor curled the corners of his mouth confidently.

At this time, it was night, and it was the time when the power of the ancestors was at its strongest. During the day he had some difficulty shaking the body, but now he could.

Wang Jiuguang surrounded Cuicui with one hand, raised his eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and blood waterfalls fell from the roof, enveloping them, those strange hidden weapons, as long as they touched the blood mist, they would be turned into nothingness.

"Hold me tight. ”

The ancestor's eyes darkened and he looked at the roof.

Ancient architecture is good at this, no matter how strong the walls of the house are, the roof can only have that kind of structure, no matter how ruthless you are, you can't put iron plates in it, right?

His feet slammed into the air, and the whole person flew towards the roof with Cuicui.

He stretched out his left hand, and a myriad of blood mist erupted from his hand, which was corrosive and melted a large hole in the roof.

When Cuicui passed through the big hole, her jaw was almost shocked—this Zhang Huai was really ruthless, he actually added iron plates to the roof.

"Ancestor Jiuguang, since we have seen Zhang Huai's secret, let's withdraw quickly! This fierce uncle is not only fierce, but also crazy. Cuicui said fearfully.

There was a smile hidden in the ancestor's good-looking eyes: "Hmph, now I know I'm afraid, we have already touched the alarm, and if we want to leave, it's not so easy." ”

I don't know why, the ancestors were calm and terrible.

At this time, the two of them had fallen to the ground, but Cuicui still clung to Jiuguang's clothes, like a quail.

From the naked eye, there was nothing abnormal in the courtyard, but Wang Jiuguang felt that something was wrong.

"Zhang Huai, that's good. He said this lightly.

"What rice?" Cuicui was stunned.

"I can feel that this courtyard has been shrouded in enchantment, and there is no way we can get out. ”

This...... Where's the good......

There was a sudden feeling of oppression in the air......

"Who dares to wake the old man to sleep?" the majestic voice buzzed in their ears.

"Ah~ he's coming! he's coming! he's coming!" Cuicui drilled her head into the ancestor's arms.

She mustered up the courage to open her eyes, and saw the familiar old man in a white silk nightgown, and a fluffy and fluffy thing in his hand.

She thought of the notes in the box, could she ...... He's also a fan of developing weapons, so this can't be a new weapon, right?

Cuicui's furry head suddenly felt a shudder.

"Go behind me. The ancestor's face was slightly straight.

Cuicui was like being amnestied, so she slipped away and hid behind a rockery, so she dared to look at Zhang Huai.

This...... Isn't the thing in his hand the yellow and white kitten just now!

This old man still pets a cat?!

Zhang Huai and the ancestors' eyes collided, and Cuicui only felt that there was no blood in this courtyard tonight, so she couldn't get out.

"Hmph, looking at your high-sounding appearance in the palace, I didn't expect it to be a thief stealing chickens and dogs. It seems that the people who are mixed with Jiang Chuan are not good people!" Uncle Fierce's voice was still strong.

"This fellow Daoist. The ancestor smiled very professionally: "Your book doesn't make me think how much prejudice you have against Jiang Chuan~"

"You! you!" Zhang Huai's face suddenly turned red for some reason: "You two cubs! It's useless to talk more! I'll let you two thieves confess here today!"

He put down the cat he was carrying, and the kitten barked softly, completely ignoring the imminent war in front of him, and walked gracefully around the yard.

Zhang Huai's strength has definitely reached a terrifying level. Although the people of Taoyuan Country are not martial arts, this Zhang Huai seems to have a natural dedication to cultivation, and he can stick to his own ideas, so he can become a rare war talent in Taoyuan Country.

At this time, he was in a state of being woken up, and although he did not have the two great axes in his hands, it had no effect on him.

He condensed the aura on his two palms and turned into two axe-like phantoms.

"This is the form of the aura compressed, and the strength of the attack is no worse than the real giant axe. The ancestor muttered in a low voice.

The ancestor's attack method is mainly to shake people's hearts with illusions, and at most to turn illusions into reality, such as the corrosive blood waterfall and blood mist in the house just now, but these can't last long. However, he also has a special ability that he has never used......

This is a battle between human cultivation and ghost cultivation......

The night seemed to be getting colder and colder, and even Cuicui, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but shiver, but Zhang Huai was surrounded by spiritual energy, and it didn't seem to be affected by the cold.

The corners of the ancestor's lips were slightly hooked, Zhang Huai didn't seem to have cultivated the spiritual method, this was his advantage, and this small advantage was likely to reverse the current situation.

In front of Wang Jiuguang's eyes was a dark yin purple, which was the color covered by his mind control ability. Zhang Huai was already in the center of this piece of purple, but he didn't notice it.

Zhang Huai raised the giant axe in his hand and rushed towards Wang Jiuguang with an arrow step. Seeing Wang Jiuguang's body approaching, he used all his strength, wanting to disperse his spirit body with one blow.

The giant axe slashed through Wang Jiuguang's body, and his body was like a bulging balloon that had suddenly been punctured, split into countless petals, and scattered in the night air......

"Who do you care about the most......

Zhang Huai's ears suddenly heard Wang Jiuguang's whisper.

The voice was deep, magnetic, and demagogic.

"Tell me, who is the person you care about the most......"