"Boom!"

Archmage Zimu slapped the Flying Corpse Demon with one palm, but he didn't have time to dodge the white light, and the white light instantly blasted into his body, and in a trance, Tang Dao also stabbed ......

The corpse demon that appeared out of thin air, the more powerful white light, and the Tang knife that was thrown suddenly!

The three killing moves were interlocking, and they were still launched under Meng Fan's absolute disadvantage, which really surprised Archmage Zimu, and then his face changed greatly!

"Whew!"

The Tang knife was wrapped in the sound of breaking the wind, and it went straight into the chest of the Grand Master of Zimu, under the crisis, the Grand Master of Zimu strengthened his mind, and the power of his cultivation skyrocketed, and the black robe on his body swelled up, and the Tang Dao instantly pierced into the black robe, making a buzzing sound!

"The old man underestimated you!"

If the previous chase was just a game, Archmage Zimu no longer had the mentality of a game at this time, he pulled out the Tang knife from the black robe and threw it to the ground, the black robe returned to normal and stuck to his body, and there was no trace of blood on the Tang knife, obviously not injured. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Protective Gang Qi?"

Seeing that all the killing moves sacrificed were ineffective, and the corpse demon was also unconscious on the ground, Meng Fan smiled miserably, and what was even more tragic was that at this time, his body was covered with pollen, which was much more serious than the previous one, and his head was yellow and bright, like a layer of yellow-colored snow...... The toxin had also penetrated into the meridians, and the true qi could not be invoked, and the body was numb and stiff, unable to move...... Although he was trying to control the absorption of the Ghost Slash Scar, it didn't help for a while, but he subconsciously absorbed the toxin in his head first, so that it would not affect his speech, and he could scold this Zimu Archmage a few words before he died.

"Xiao'er, the old man really underestimates you!"

Archmage Zimu said this sentence again, looked at Meng Fan with a solemn expression, and saw that Meng Fan's whole body was covered with pollen, motionless, and he was already a fish on the chopping board, so he relaxed his vigilance and slowly approached Meng Fan.

"The old man wants to see what kind of mental method you have cultivated, and you actually have such combat power with the cultivation of the fourth level of condensation!"

Archmage Zimu's voice was hoarse and cold, like a cold north wind, the cold was pressing, he stretched out his hand and groped on Meng Fan's body, but to his surprise, Meng Fan's body was empty, not to mention things like mental cheats, not even mobile phones, wallets and other daily things, clean and slippery, as if someone had robbed him.

"You...... Where is the thing hidden?"

Grand Master Zimu was a little confused, but the facts were in front of him, and Meng Fan did have nothing on him, but he recalled that when Meng Fan's hand was touched behind his back just now, he took out a Tang knife, and it was clear that there was a mystery in his body......

Thinking of this, Archmage Zimu made a decision and began to take off Meng Fan's clothes, one by one, and finally only left Meng Fan with a pair of underwear to cover his shame.

"Old man, you ...... You...... We are all men, this is not good, it is very inappropriate, I didn't expect you to be such an old man, I am going to bite my tongue and kill myself!"

Seeing that Archmage Zimu not only took off his clothes, but also kept groping with his hands, and touched him very carefully, not letting go of every inch of skin, Meng Fan was a little speechless, but also a little lucky, glad that the Qiankun Pendant had fused with the Ghost Slash Scar and turned into a small mark on his chest, otherwise the Qiankun Pendant would have become the trophy of the Zimu Archmage.

"Can you still speak?"

Hearing Meng Fan's fluent speech, Archmage Zimu was surprised again, took a deep breath, re-examined Meng Fan, and found that the top of his head was covered with a thick layer of pollen, and the toxin should have infiltrated his brain a long time ago, how could he still speak!

Immediately, Grand Master Zimu was overjoyed again, and even decided that Meng Fan's cultivation of the mind method was extremely magical!

"Yes!" Seeing that Archmage Zimu's movements stopped, Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "What are you looking for?" Let's talk, I'm not used to you touching around like that." ”

"Where's your Mind Technique Secret Book?" asked Archmage Zimu in a deep voice, never thinking that one day he would covet something from a junior.

"Wait a minute...... My mind is a little bit clear...... Let me take my time. Meng Fan rolled his eyes.

Hearing this, Archmage Zimu waved his sleeve robe and fanned the pollen on Meng Fan's head very intimately, for fear that the toxin would harm Meng Fan's brain and affect his thinking.

"The mental method has been put in the Taoist temple...... Meng Fan opened his mouth with a matter, "If you want to take it...... You have to use a spell called Five Ghosts to move mountains. ”

Sure enough, it was not bad as the old man expected. Archmage Zimu nodded slightly, he had already heard of the five ghosts moving mountains, and his mind was moved, and he could take things from thousands of miles away, if he knew this spell, it would be understandable that he didn't have anything on his body, and then said, "Hand over the heart method!"

"In order to save my life, I am willing to let my heart method contribute to my predecessors. Meng Fan's words were sincere, not at all like a fraud, seeing the expectation in Archmage Zimu's eyes, he said again, "It's a pity that I've been poisoned, and I can't carry things in the air, so I want to tell the magic to ...... Seniors listen to ......"

As he spoke, Meng Fan's voice lowered, as if he had been deeply poisoned.

"Say it quickly!" Seeing Meng Fan's weak appearance, Grand Master Zimu put his ear close to Meng Fan's mouth, "Tell the old man to hear the truth, if the heart method is true, it is not impossible to leave you with a remnant life!"

"Hmm...... Good...... Mentally, it says...... I'll bite you to death!" Meng Fan said with a faint breath, suddenly his expression was sharp, he stretched his neck suddenly, opened his mouth and bit the ear of the Zimu Archmage, only to hear a loud sound, accompanied by a miserable scream from the other party, and the blood fell to the ground dripping!

"Bang!"

Archmage Zimu didn't expect Meng Fan's neck to move, he didn't expect that he would have so much strength to bite, and under the severe pain, he slammed his palm on Meng Fan's chest, knocking Meng Fan out!

"Phew, hahaha, happy, so happy!"

Meng Fan spit out half of the ear in his mouth, looked at the bleeding Archmage Zimu, and laughed into tears. He can meet his next fate, and he will say goodbye to all good things......

"Good! good!"

Looking at the half of his ears on the ground, Grand Master Zimu was furious, and said two good words in a row, and then sealed the wound with true qi, stopped the bleeding, flipped his palm, pulled out the hemp rope, and his voice became unprecedentedly cold: "The old man wants to extract your soul and make you a soul slave!"

"Jiuju Soul Drawing!"

Because of his anger, Grand Master Zimu's face turned red, and he shouted, the hemp rope was like a poisonous snake, wrapped around Meng Fan's head, Meng Fan only felt a shock to his soul, and then his soul became unstable, as if he was about to come out of his body, and smelled the breath of death!

"Pump!"

Archmage Zimu tugged on the hemp rope hard, and a faint soul shadow broke away from Meng Fan's body...... (To be continued.) )