"Hahaha!"

When everyone was scratching their heads, Wu Zixiao burst out of his mouth with an evil laugh. And his voice was not Wu Zixiao at all, but an old woman's voice. Immediately afterwards, the face of "Wu Zixiao" changed to an old woman. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is an old witch.

"Youhe be careful!" Seeing the face of the old witch, Chu Yunfeng was shocked, and immediately hugged her, and was about to retreat, but was pulled by two silk threads.

"Hmph! I'm here to bully my husband again!" Luo Youhe was not in a hurry, he casually pulled away the silk thread that was entangled with Chu Yunfeng, took out a used container and threw it on the old witch's body, "Smash you old witch!"

The sudden change scared everyone, especially the two silk threads that shot out of her hands. Many people have seen it with their own eyes, it is this kind of silk thread that can pull out human flesh and blood and turn it into a paper figure.

The one who can't accept this change the most is Wu Zijiang. In order to save Wu Zixiao, he paid a great price, even at the cost of kneeling. In the end, it was an ugly old witch.

"Old witch, return my brother's life!" As soon as the old witch appeared, Wu Zijiang knew that Wu Zixiao was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

The old witch did not meet Wu Zijiang's attack head-on, but flashed quickly. At this time, the container that was swept away by her palm fell again, and she caught it with her hand, and when she smelled the smell inside, she immediately became angry.

"You've moved my life fluid!" the old witch's voice was very high-pitched, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

As soon as she turned around, she found a group of people gathered outside the paper house, coveting the life liquid in the pool. Without the heart to deal with Wu Zijiang and Luo Youhe and others, her figure flashed and entered the paper house.

Looking at the pool again, the life spirit liquid in it was actually eighty percent less, and the old witch suddenly burst out: "Abominable humans, give your souls!"

The old witch raised her hands to the sky and pressed down violently, and a strong suction force sucked all the monks around the paper house in. Not surprisingly, they all turned into paper figures.

"Hahaha, slaves, kill your former kind! they are all fallen devils!"

The monks who were still fighting the idea of the life spirit liquid a second ago suddenly became the old witch's killing tools. This scene is simply a repetition of history. Such a scene, with many twists and turns, people have become accustomed to it.

"Curse of Bondage: Dark Whisper!"

This time, Zhu Baizhou took the lead. Circles of black whirlpools restrain the paper figures who rush out of the paper house, greatly limiting their mobility.

"Measure the heavens and the earth!"

Xiao Jiuyi took out the measuring tape, stretched out a hundred feet, and descended from mid-air, further compressing the range of movement of the paper figures, so that they could only punch and kick in a limited space.

"Fifth Style: Sword Slashing Vientiane!"

"Darkfeather Bow: Bullet Rain!"

"The sword is like the sea!"

"I'm hammering!"

The old witch holds the pool and treats it as her own. If several geniuses want to get a piece of the pie, they must break the blockade of these paper people in the shortest possible time, so a single shot is a large-scale killing move.

The sword light is slashed, the feather arrows are shot indiscriminately, and the king of heaven is hammered. In just a few breaths, dozens of paper figures lost ninety percent.

How could the old witch not understand their intentions before they could kill all the paper figures, she had already taken out the container and was ready to scoop out the remaining life liquid in the pool.

"All to death!" Wu Zijiang, who had been brewing an offensive, clapped his hands from above. Hearing only a snap, the remaining paper figures were all smashed.

killed a few paper figures, but Wu Zijiang did not stop. The old witch killed Wu Zixiao, he wouldn't let her go so easily, he had to let her pay for her blood debts. Isn't she a fountain of life, snatch it, or destroy it!

The mole cart he sacrificed, which was a little higher than the paper house, crashed into it with a mighty bang. The paper house shows the toughness of the paper, and when it is concave inward, it removes eighty percent of the impact force of the mole car, and there is basically no damage.

Wu Zijiang snorted coldly and drove the mole car to the center of the paper house. The paper house can move, but the pool can't move, forcing the old witch to fight him.

"Hey, hey, see if you dare to come in!"

The old witch smiled darkly and opened the door of the paper house. The mole cart, which was originally taller than a paper house, slowly became smaller and entered the door frame little by little. Part of the body that entered the door, like the monks, turned into paper. Half paper, half metal, like a spliced one.

"Senior Brother Zijiang be careful!" Xiao Jiu hurriedly reminded, for fear that he would be angry and follow in the footsteps of Wu Zixiao.

Fortunately, Wu Zijiang did not lose his mind, and immediately pulled out of the mole cart and landed next to Xiao Jiu and the others. By virtue of inertia, after entering the paper house, the mole cart shrank to the size of a basketball and completely turned into a paper car.

Several geniuses were standing outside the paper house, thinking about how to deal with it, when a stinky voice came from behind them: "Get out of the way!

Looking back, it was Chu Yunfeng holding a container in his hand and coming in a hurry. Everyone couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, did this guy want to snatch the life spirit liquid? So they hurriedly retreated, wanting to see how he could grab it. Several top geniuses at the peak of the Metamorphosis Realm were helpless, and he, a guy who had broken through the early stage of the Metamorphosis Realm, dared to fight against the old witch?

"Brother Chu can't!" Xianshui Xing and Xiao Jiu said in unison, wanting to drink Chu Yunfeng, they couldn't take risks easily. Even if Luo Youhe is here, he is not afraid of turning into a paper man, but it is difficult to ensure that the old witch has no other means.

"Hahaha! Two senior brothers, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Chu Yunfeng showed an expression of sacrificing his life for righteousness and the spirit of killing himself, howling a strong sentence, in front of everyone's eyes, he did not rush into the paper house without knowing whether he was alive or dead, as people imagined, but in a wave towards the paper house, a container of water splashed on the paper house.

Crash!

The paper house softened immediately when it encountered water, and half of it collapsed in an instant, which was a big surprise.

Is this all right?

If the paper house is afraid of water, many monks shed blood during the fight just now, and even if the blood water can't soften it, it should at least have some effect.

"Ahh

There was a scream in the paper house, but it was a few drops of leakage on the old witch's body, and her body was corroded, emitting a line of white smoke, revealing Sensen's "white bones". Her white bones are different from humans, half softened by dripping water, half of them have no effect at all, but the water droplets are reflected on it, crystal clear, like water droplets dripping on lotus leaves.

"The water of the corpse king! This is the water of the corpse king!"

The old witch screamed miserably, panicking like a disfigured beauty. Suddenly, she thought of something, crawled to the edge of the pool, reached out and took a mouthful of life spirit liquid and poured it into her mouth.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and grab the spiritual liquid!" Chu Yunfeng threw away the container in his hand that was corroded by corpse water, and scolded, reminding several geniuses to hurry up. One step later, but there's nothing.

"Fourth Style: Riding the Wind and Waves!"

"Saliva Charm!"

"The ruler can accommodate the sky!"

"The cup is like a flying feather!"

The paper house was destroyed, and the threat of paper was lost, and several geniuses were quick to see and show their powers, and they all wanted a piece of the pie. By the time Yun Cui Xian left the pool, the spiritual fluid had already bottomed out.

"Ahh

After drinking a few sips of the life spirit liquid, as soon as she looked up, everyone found a familiar shadow on her. The old witch who had recovered a few points of her appearance and figure was extremely similar to the girl Feng Yunni they saw for the first time.

"It's her!"

"Feng Yunni!"

Everyone can be 100% sure that this cruel old witch is the girl Feng Yunni! Half of her corrupted body is paper, and the other half is like a dripping lotus leaf, not flesh and blood, but glass.

"Hahaha! stupid ants!" the old witch sneered, "Feng Yunni, that slut, killed the Xuankang Holy Son, how could the Holy Land let her live?

Hearing this, everyone understands. The holy land she was talking about was not the Yushan Holy Land they were in now, but the Taiyi Holy Land.

"Are you from the Taiyi Holy Land?"

"Two-faced Taoist?"

Several geniuses exclaimed, but Salshui Xing and Xiao Jiu directly said a name.

The old witch was stunned for a moment, and said, "Hmph! I didn't expect that you idiots have actually heard of the name of the deity." I think it's some dead people who have left traces in the castle. If you know what you shouldn't know, go and die!"

A large number of silk threads shot out from the double-faced Dao man, and everyone knew that it was powerful, and hurriedly dodged. But there were still a few monks who were entangled in silk threads, torn flesh and blood, and turned into paper figures, leaving behind a few shriveled skins.

"Thousand-faced glass!" the old witch shouted, and the two white girl's hands pushed forward, and thousands of palm prints slapped in all directions, attacking the monks present.

When the palm prints were slapped on their bodies, many monks did not feel anything unusual, thinking that the two-faced Taoist was just putting on a show. He was about to attack, but suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his flesh snapped and shattered like glass, leaving his bones gone.

"Senior brothers, go on!"

When several geniuses were at a loss, Chu Yunfeng threw out four containers, which were filled with yellow soup from the pool on the eighteenth floor of the ancient castle, which was what the Double-Faced Dao said was the water of the corpse king.

The four of them carefully took the container, they had seen the horror of this thing, not only spilling the paper house, but also burning the two-faced Taoist. No one thinks they are more powerful than the Two-Faced Daoist and can withstand its corrosion.

Yun Cuixian stared at Chu Yunfeng in a daze, with one hand, and asked, "What about mine?"

"Without you!" Chu Yunfeng hurriedly dodged over and pulled her away, "I'm not afraid of becoming an old witch, I can get you a pot!"

"The kid has a bad plan for the deity, give the deity death!" The two-faced Daoist was in a hurry, if Chu Yunfeng hadn't destroyed the paper house and let these ants rob the life spirit liquid, she would not have become this person who was not a ghost or a ghost.

Seeing the double-faced Daoist killing, Chu Yunfeng was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "If you don't splash it again, the yellow soup will be corrupted!"

The four of them were shocked, and the container they were holding in their hands was indeed showing signs of corrosion, and it was about to penetrate the bottom of the container. They didn't dare to be careless, and immediately used their spiritual power to splash at the double-faced Daoist.

"Dig a slot!" A few people splashed, Chu Yunfeng remembered that the double-faced Taoist was himself in front of him, if she was splashed, he and Yun Cuixian would be affected, "It's too big!"