"Hey, old man, can I ask you another question?" After discussing with Anthony, I shouted at the Gu Demon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little ghost, ask, I can make you a ghost." The Gu Demon said with a smile, that kind look was like the old man next door.

I said, "These twelve are also your masterpieces, right?" ”

If they and Demon Thirteen are brothers, how long do they have to live? After all, Demon Thirteen has been practicing for thousands of years.

What is the difference between human beings who have lived for thousands of years and gods? I'm not sure if there really are gods in this world, but I'm sure that even if there are gods, it won't be just this strength.

I also noticed that the Dao techniques used by these twelve people were not of the same origin, and their methods of exercising gong looked similar at first glance, but if you look closely, you can immediately see the clues.

The most important point is that the expressions of these twelve people are a little wooden, whether they are angry, sneering, or arrogant, they are all very mechanical, as if carved out of a mold.

So, I guess these twelve people are related to Gu Demons.

Their conversation with Demon Thirteen was just a play to lure me out.

"Papa......" Gu Demon slapped his face and said with a smile: "I have to say, I still underestimated your IQ, that's right, these people are indeed re-given life by me." They come from various sects, this one is from the Diancang faction, and that one is from the Kongtong faction, solemnly introducing, this is from Longhu Mountain...... They were very confused in their own sect and couldn't find their way, so they visited me, hoping that I could give them some guidance, and I have always been warm-hearted, and I couldn't stand three good words, so I took out their souls and sent them to heaven, as for what you see, hehe......"

When he said this, he snapped his fingers, and I saw that the middle-aged man's head was bulging with a big bag, which looked like the hair bun of an ancient Taoist priest from a distance.

The bulge grew larger, something ripped his hair from inside, and then a cyan scorpion emerged from his head and stood on top of his head.

The scorpion waved its big cao and stood proudly above its head with its tail proud, as if it was demonstrating against me.

The Gu Demon snapped his fingers again, and the cyan scorpion burrowed into the middle-aged man's head again, and the man moved his facial features and came alive again.

I was dumbfounded.

It is not difficult to control humans with witchcraft techniques, but after controlling humans with Gu worms, they can still retain the Taoism and skills of humans during their lifetime, which is unheard of for me.

I can't help but sigh at the perversion of the Gu Demon, if he is allowed to use this method to control the heads of several major sects, then the world of the supernatural circle will not be included in his applause? Or is he already doing it?

Thinking of this possibility, a cold sweat broke out on my back, it seems that I have to destroy the Gu Demon no matter what, otherwise the world will be in chaos!

"What's the matter, don't you envy them for being able to live forever and fly away? Don't worry, you can join them right away, and I can satisfy you unconditionally. "The strange laughter of the Gu Demon pulled me back from meditation to reality.

I sneered and said, "I'm still young, and according to the traditional Chinese virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, you should be ahead of me." ”

"Little ghost, it's not a good idea to just play lip service, let the old man see your true strength, see if you are qualified enough for me and the thirteenth brother to make a move."

The Gu Demon's voice fell, and he retreated violently, and the eight puppets surrounding us rushed up in unison.

At the same time, Anthony picked up Lu Yao and Ouyang Dongxue, turned into a black light, and escaped from the encirclement.

The eight puppets didn't intercept Anthony, and all eyes were on me.

For a while, all kinds of spells, talismans, and flying swords and hidden weapons beckoned to me without money, and I became the target of everyone.

I'm not a vegetarian either, and when the true yuan turns, the scales cover my body.

Although there is scale protection, I still don't dare to take these attacks alive, after all, these humans were all strong in their lifetimes, and I guess most of them are even the mainstays of the sect. Now besieged by such a circle of people, the pressure can be imagined.

I quickly typed out three sky-swallowing maps in three directions, revealing only my eyes.

In front of me was a young man with a long sword, and Mu Ne's expression showed that he was also a puppet, this young man had no soul, but his straight posture seemed to show me his arrogance.

He didn't rush attacking me like the other puppets, but waited until I had made a defense in the other three directions before throwing the long sword in his hand into the air.

He typed out several strange tricks in a row, and there were words in his mouth.

He was moving so fast that my eyes barely caught up.

After pinching the mantra, the falling sword seemed to come to life, and with a swish, the tip of the sword was aimed directly at me.

A disdainful smile tugged at the corner of my mouth and said, "Playing with flying swords, you're still ...... fire?"

However, before I could finish my words, I was stunned, and the flying sword actually derived from one in the flick of my fingers, and then two, then four, eight, and sixteen......

Eventually, my pupils reflected a myriad of flying swords, all of them pointing at me, buzzing and trembling, as if they couldn't wait to drink my blood.

I opened my mouth wide in surprise, if I was not mistaken, this move was the most famous "Shadowless Invisible Sword" in Shushan. Then it was obvious that the young man in front of him was an elite disciple of Shushan, because only an elite disciple could practice this trick.

More than two hundred years ago, the Shushan faction disappeared, and rumors about Shushan abounded, but in modern times, no one has ever seen the descendants of Shushan.

In this way, if this young man were alive, wouldn't he be more than 200 years old?

Or is it that the Shushan faction is still there, but it is hidden?

Reality does not allow me to think about it, and the top priority is to break this trick.

You must know that after the Invisible Shadowless Sword is activated, all the flying swords will rush towards the enemy at the same time. It seems that there are countless flying swords, but in fact, only one is real, but if you can't tell which one is real, you will be pierced by this trick.

I don't know if my scales can resist this trick, and I don't dare to try it, and if I am injured at this time, I must be killed by these puppets.

Since I can't hard-connect, I must know which one is true and which one is false, thinking of this, I made a picture of swallowing the sky with one hand and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The left hand is a little on the forehead, and the Eye of the Sky opens......

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