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"The light of the rice grains also shines!" said the white-robed middle-aged man disdainfully, and then summoned a large fireball at the bottom of the pot to meet it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Peng" The two fireballs collided together, bursting into small fireballs of different sizes and splashing around, fortunately, the Wuhu Gang retreated to the corner of the hall when they were attacked by the divine sense, so they were not affected, otherwise I am afraid that there would be a few more roast pigs.

The white-robed middle-aged man's big fireball was significantly larger than Ye Hong's, and after defeating Ye Hong's fireball, the remaining strength continued to fly towards Ye Hong. Ye Hong hurriedly dodged to the side, narrowly dodging the frontal attack of the fireball, and then the fireball burst around him, fortunately Ye Hong put on the earth shield technique for himself in advance, and the bursting fireball hit the earth shield like a storm, scaring Ye Hong enough. As the fireball rain went out, so did the energy of the earth shield.

The disparity in strength made Ye Hong have the idea of escaping, and when he was about to choose the opportunity to retreat, suddenly the middle-aged man in the white robe shouted angrily: "Despicable and shameless boy, I want to make your life worse than death!" Ye Hong looked at it and suddenly burst into joy, only to see a flying needle between the two fingers of the middle-aged man in the white robe, and the tip of the needle was faintly sticky with a little black blood, and then a closer look found that the left neck of the middle-aged man in the white robe was already pitch black.

It turned out that in addition to the four flying needles controlled by Ye Hong's divine sense, which were bounced off by the defensive armor worn by the white-robed man in the back, one of them actually shot him in the back of the neck, and the white-robed man didn't pay attention to it at the time, and he didn't find out until now that he was poisoned.

Ye Hong immediately gave up the idea of choosing a way to escape, and asked with a smile: "Old rabbit master, is your neck a little numb, wait a little more poisonous gas, you will definitely look much more masculine than now, the black rabbit will always look more like a gentleman than the white rabbit master, are you right? ”

"Poof" I don't know if it was Ye Hongqi or poison, and the white-robed middle-aged man spurted out a mouthful of blood. Regardless of Ye Hong's sneering, he hurriedly swallowed a large handful of pills, and then stared at Ye Hong indifferently, without the slightest intention of doing it again.

"Hurry up and attack him with a spell, he is dissolving the medicinal properties of the pill to detoxify, don't give him a chance to detoxify!" Yin Jiuyou reminded.

Now Ye Hong is no longer a rookie monk, and he also saw that the white-robed middle-aged man was detoxifying, so all kinds of spells were released to the other party like a storm.

The white-robed monk only tried his best to dodge, and occasionally used spells to crack when he couldn't dodge. After a stick of incense, his poisoning did not develop in a good direction, the poisonous gas had spread to his face, and the combination of his pitch-black face and miserable white hands made people feel particularly weird.

"Hey, Black Rabbit, how do you feel? Don't you even feel your face, I think your current appearance is very cool, it reminds me of a poem for you, the name of the poem is called My White Feet, I Touched Your Black Face, the content of the poem is。。。。。。 ”

"Poof" The white-robed monk spit out another mouthful of red and blackened blood, "Ouch, don't be so excited, okay, I haven't recited the content of the poem yet, why are you so excited to vomit blood!"

"I'll fight you!" I don't know if he was overstimulated by Ye Hong and ran away, or if he knew that the poison could not relieve his death-bound heart, the white-robed monk actually took the initiative to fight back.

In an instant, the situation of the two people suddenly came to a big reversal, and Ye Hong, who was still trying his best to attack just now, became a poor worm hiding everywhere.

"Hold on, Master Rabbit won't last long!" Yin Jiuyou kept cheering Ye Hong on.

Sure enough, after several rounds of hysterical attacks, the white-robed monk's attack weakened, and the interval between spell casts became longer and longer. Just as Ye Hongxi was about to launch a counterattack, the white robe suddenly took out a small black flag and threw it into the air, and at the same time, there were words in his mouth, and in an instant, the small black flag was suspended in the air and spewed out a large amount of billowing black mist, and then a sound of ghosts crying wolves came out from the small black flag, and one by one the black ghosts drilled out, and the white-robed monk fell to the ground as if he had been drained of his strength, and laughed wildly: "Let's go to hell together!" In an instant, the black fog and black ghosts densely surrounded the two, and the entire gambling hall became extremely gloomy in an instant, and there were moving ghosts crying wolf howls everywhere.

But the next situation made the white-robed monk's wild laughter come to an abrupt end, and a gray blurred figure suddenly appeared in the black mist, looking at the small black flag that was still spitting out the black mist in the air, and then a cone-shaped magic weapon appeared above the gray shadow's head and formed a black suction hole, whether it was black fog or ghosts, all were sucked into this hole. "It's the Ten Thousand Souls! I can't be dreaming! If it's a dream, then let me dream a little longer!" the gray figure actually stretched out his arms to embrace the sky and spoke.

As the ghosts inhaled more and more, the cavity became bigger and bigger, and the adsorption force became stronger and stronger, and the ghosts began to let out desperate screams and scrambled towards the little black flag, wanting to return to the little black flag. But to their surprise, the cone-shaped magic weapon actually moved in front of the little black flag in an instant, blocking their way back, and the black hollow immediately sucked in a large number of ghosts huddled together, causing the other ghosts to flee one after another. Gradually, the screams of despair became less and less, and after another cup of tea, the black mist and ghosts were completely absorbed.

The gray figure slowly became clearer, and the transparent figure of Yin Jiuyu was revealed, with a satisfied expression: "It's so cool, boy, it's been 10,000 years, and I've finally eaten a full meal." Well, it looks like we're in luck. I'll rest for a while, maybe I'll have to sleep for a while, don't call me, I'll wake up on my own. Immediately, the body turned into a puff of green smoke and drilled into the "Soul Treasure Cone".

"W-what the hell is this?" asked the white-robed monk as he fell to the ground and hissed.

"Machine spirit, high-end goods, you won't understand, Rabbit Master. Ye Hong put away the "Soul Treasure Cone", and still didn't forget to tease the white-robed middle-aged man with pride. The people of the Five Lakes Gang all fainted, and the white-robed monk didn't have long to live, so there was no need to keep it secret.

For the sake of safety, Ye Hong shot a paralyzing flying needle on the white-robed monk again, and when he was paralyzed and couldn't move, Shi Shiran approached the white-robed monk and squatted down, took off the black bamboo flute and storage belt on the white-robed monk for the first time, and said with a smile while playing with the bamboo flute: "This divine sense attack magic weapon is really a good thing! Thank you, Master Rabbit!"

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