Half an hour passed, a quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, and under the high-intensity battle, the mana of every Jian Guo monk was being consumed sharply, and it was soon bottoming out, but the starlight that flickered from time to time was undoubtedly telling them that the enemy had not yet exhausted his strength. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, no one believed Jian Wanshan's nonsense anymore, what enemy's mana was about to run out, if it weren't for this time, if it wasn't for the gap in each other's strength, many people would probably kick Jian Wanshan to the ground and let him see what was going on in front of him.

In fact, not to mention the others, even Jian Wanshan was also confused, and the enemy's fierce appearance was undoubtedly clearly telling him that he was misguessing.

The cruel truth shattered the glimmer of hope that had just risen, and he already had the consciousness of death.

There was a resoluteness in his eyes, and the situation of ten deaths and no life calmed down Jian Wanshan.

"Everyone, this time I have caused everyone to be tired, let me end this farce!" Jian Wanshan suddenly spoke, said calmly, and then turned his head to the Jian family monk who had been following him and said: "The family has suffered a heavy blow again, and the next days may be even more difficult, after you go back, you must remember to shrink your forces, and join forces with the Daoists of Jian Guo, it will only be beneficial to both sides, they will understand."

If someone really embarrasses us, we will go to find the relationship left by our ancestors, and they will not watch our Jian family disappear like this. ”

Jian Wanshan's speech was fast but clear, showing his absolute sober sanity, but the words that came out of his mouth were undoubtedly explaining what was going on, which made people wonder if he was crazy.

"Family Master," exclaimed, others might think that Jian Wanshan was crazy, but some of the old people of the Jian family obviously realized something, and they all exclaimed.

The monk who followed behind Jian Wanshan became even more excited in an instant, and said with an ugly face: "Family master, no, in that case, you will ......."

"The form and soul are extinguished, right!" Jian Wanshan interrupted his words directly, there was no trace of fluctuation in his face, his hand pointed around, and said with a little sadness in his tone: "So what, do you see, how many souls can escape under the starlight?" ”

In the face of reality, the monks of the Jian family could only bow their heads, in fact, what Jian Wanshan said he didn't understand, it was just that it was difficult for him to accept it in his heart.

The atmosphere was dull for a while, and the monk of the Jian family still made a difficult choice, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, family master." ”

Hearing his answer, Jian Wanshan showed a pleased smile, then looked around again, and said loudly: "Jian is incompetent, and everyone has been affected so far, let me make up for the mistakes I made now! ”

Break through and regain hope in a desperate situation, although Jian Wanshan's words fooled everyone, but after hearing his previous words, everyone still rose hope.

The reason is very simple, he Jian Wanshan doesn't care about other people's lives, doesn't he care about the lives of their Jian family's own people?

As for whether Jian Wanshan can do it, this is not a matter for them to consider.

At this time, no one was talking nonsense anymore, and everyone tried to gather together, looking at Jian Wanshan in the middle with expectant eyes.

Glancing around nostalgically, Jian Wanshan's soft expression just now became hideous again.

"Even if you die today, I will pull you to be buried with you. "If you want to say that Jian Wanshan hates the most, Xu Zhong and the old man of the dead wood must be on the top of the list, so his killing intent at this time is mainly aimed at them.

"Ready," Jian Wanshan shouted to remind everyone, but took out a pen.

Yes, a pen, a quill made of an unknown material.

The body of the pen is like white jade, but it is actually made of animal bones, and countless fine and complex runes are outlined on it, full of mysterious flavor.

The nib of the pen is covered with gray hairs, with distinct roots, as if it had never been used before.

It's like the most ordinary brush, except for those mysterious and intricate runes, there doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.

It's those runes, if they don't seem to have an inexplicable charm, I'm afraid some people will think that it's just children's graffiti.

The faces of all the Jian family monks present at this time became solemn, this is a solemnity that comes from the instinct of the bloodline, so that those who have doubts can withdraw the doubts in their hearts.

"Please ask the ancestors to speak up and help defeat the enemy. "In front of the brush, although there is no complicated ceremony, Jian Wanshan is also respectful.

For the situation in the formation, he naturally couldn't escape Zhang Qing's eyes, but at this time, the other monks in the formation were desperately trying to block it, so that his harassment could not be effective.

Even so, Zhang Qing is not surprised, can there be any accidents at this time?

It wasn't until Jian Wanshan's words were revealed that his expression became a little serious.

"Invite God or God to fight?" Jian Wanshan's actions were obviously in line with Zhang Qing's impression of inviting God, but it also made him very puzzled, after all, the objects who could ask God were often existences with Shinto priesthood, and it was impossible for Tianyuan World to have such a thing as inviting God.

But before he could think about it, there was a huge change in the formation.

I saw that the brush in Jian Wanshan's hand seemed to have been touched by something, and suddenly the light shone brightly, and endless coercion came from it, and even through the star array, Zhang Qing and the others could clearly feel it.

Suddenly, a faint phantom appeared above the brush.

This figure was dressed in a dark yellow robe, with his hands wrapped under his sleeves, just standing there calmly, and an invisible momentum spread.

This is a strong man, and no one will doubt it, but when he looks at his face, a mixture of regret and lightness arises.

The dull eyes undoubtedly indicate that this is just a projection, without the slightest divine existence.

"Alas!" Li Li on the side breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time had a sense of regret, I don't know if he was regretting that he couldn't see the demeanor of a strong man, or he was glad that he didn't have to face a strong enemy.

However, a scene that happened soon made him not feel so much, only to see that the sluggish projection suddenly moved, and his hand suddenly grabbed Jian Wanshan.

Maybe the owner of the projection is a powerful monk, but the projection at this time is just an embroidered whole head, as long as Jian Wanshan struggles a little, it makes no sense to rely on his actions.

But how could Jian Wanshan resist? The scene in front of him was exactly what he expected, with a martyr-like consciousness, in the face of the projection attack, Jian Wanshan closed his eyes and completely gave up resistance.

"Poof!"

A faint phantus was clawed out from the top of Jian Wanshan's head, and before everyone could see his appearance clearly, he was projected onto himself and pressed, and the two strangely merged into one.

"Ah!" exclaimed a number of people, all of whom could guess what the phantom was, but they never expected that the two would become one.

For monks, the importance of the soul goes without saying, but there are few people like Jian Wanshan who dare to mess around.

"Is he crazy?" Even the old man of the dead wood, who had always hated the Jian family, didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, this kind of behavior was simply death.

As long as Zhang Qing remained calm at this time, he had already vaguely guessed Jian Wanshan's approach.

After comparing the knowledge in his memory, Zhang Qing was more sure of his guess and realized what might happen.

"Be careful," looking at the people who hadn't reacted yet, Zhang Qing reminded: "He must be inviting God, it's just that this method is very rough, and the price paid must be very large, but the power is definitely not small, we have to be careful." ”

Although many people don't know what it is to invite God, but looking at Zhang Qing's cautious reminder, and then thinking about the fact that Jian Wanshan can't do useless work, everyone's hearts are raised.