Chapter Eighty-Five: The Art of Divine Fighting

I saw Huang Long take out a little figure made of paper from his arms, his appearance was very strange, his eyes were drawn into a slit, his eyebrows were slit, his mouth was wide, his nose was almost just two black spots, and the whole was full of a sinister atmosphere. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Huang Long said something in his mouth, and in an instant, the little man seemed to be incinerated, turning into a cloud of ashes in his hands and dissipating into the endless void.

"Divine Fighting Technique!" Jiuding's voice suddenly came out of Xiao Ran's head, and his words were full of shock.

Now there is a kind of evil art called beating villains, that is, making a paper figure into a portrait of a person, and then abusing it in various ways, so that that person will be unlucky, or even die.

And the art of fighting the gods is the originator of beating villains, beating villains is just the skin of it, the art of fighting can hide from the sky and the sea, borrowing the power of the gods to temporarily enhance their abilities, the paper man in Huanglong's hand just now is the portrait of the god of hell.

Now this kid may have the power of the prison god, and the prison god's mastery of soul locking is not trivial, even in the sun and daylight, it can also lock people's souls and waste people's souls.

Xiao Ran listened to Jiuding's introduction, for the current Huanglong Ji Zen is not small, if he accidentally locks his soul, then he will have to die if he does not die.

Just when Xiao Ran was still in shock, Huang Long's body suddenly changed, he was a lot taller and stronger in an instant, his muscles were ligated, and the well-trimmed suit on his body was swollen.

Xiao Ran had never seen such a magical scene, and he was very worried in his heart, not because he was worried about whether he would die, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to protect Murong Jin, and if she was in danger at that time, she would feel guilty and go to her grandmother's house.

The movement in the office is getting louder and louder, and some curious employees outside the door have seen the situation inside through a little gap in the blinds, and their expressions have changed in an instant, and they took out their mobile phones and dialed 110.

Now Xiao Ran didn't dare to act rashly, with his ability, he was definitely not Huang Long's opponent, Huang Long was originally a great martial artist, and now he has the spell of the prison god, it can be said that he is like a fish in water, and his strength has increased exponentially, he can't hold it anymore, swinging his powerful figure towards Xiao Ran, Murong Jin held his consciousness and snuggled up behind Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran really had no choice but to ask Jiuding for help, and said, "Old man Jiuding, do you have any way?" ”

Seeing that Huang Long was about to come to his side, Jiuding could only sigh, and never gave a definite answer: "Master, the magic of divine fighting has been lost for many years, and if you want to defeat him, you can only know the weakness of the prison god, or the strength is directly greater than him, otherwise, I have no other way." ”

Xiao Ran almost fainted when he heard this, didn't Jiuding say it equally, what a broken way, mother's. Xiao Ran shouted and cursed, but Huang Long had already arrived in front of him, and the palm of the fan was slapping on Xiao Ran's head, and there was still black gas in the palm, like a whirlpool, as if it would be sucked into the endless abyss if it touched it.

Xiao Ran took Murong Jin's hand, dodged left, and the corner of his sleeve still touched Huang Long's palm, and it was directly burned, Xiao Ran was secretly glad that he ran fast, otherwise he would have to end up like his own sleeve.

When Murong Jin saw this scene, he was immediately startled, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Xiao, are you okay?" ”

Xiao Ran smiled and said leisurely: "We have a great fortune, it's okay, you can rest assured." ”

At this moment, Huang Long did not slack off at all, seeing Murong Jin caring so much about Xiao Ran made him even more angry, once upon a time, did she care about me like this? The more Huang Long thought about it, the more angry he became, and he rushed to Xiao Ran with a run: "Boy, go and die!" ”

I saw that the black qi around him became a whirlpool, slowly growing larger, as if there was an attraction absorbing the things around him. Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Ran pulled Murong Jin and walked out of the window, breaking the tempered glass with a fist. If you want to run, you can only jump from here and go out from the main gate, I'm afraid there will be more casualties, who knows if this bastard will be demonic and kill.

Seeing the floor hundreds of meters high, Xiao Ran felt a cool air running through his whole body from the soles of his feet, and his legs and feet instantly became weak, and his body and mind were weak: "Uncle, what should I do, if it weren't for the fact that my witch body level was too low, how could such a thing happen." ”

Xiao Ran didn't jump down in the end, and there were five more silver needles in his hand, and he saw Huanglong's five major acupuncture points and shot immediately, the five silver needles were like a bamboo, and when he heard a sound, the needles quietly pierced into Huanglong's flesh.

However, this does not seem to have any effect on Huang Long, seeing that he is still walking towards Xiao Ran unharmed, the acupoints are indeed useless for people who have true yuan, true yuan can self-regulate breathing, even if the acupuncture points in the body are blocked, people can use the true yuan to dredge, unless the silver needle is injected with the same amount of true yuan, so that the enemy can be controlled, otherwise, it is equal to nothing.

Xiao Ran was discouraged, with his current cultivation, he was not his opponent at all, at this moment, Huang Long had already walked over and waved his palm, and at the same time hit Xiao Ran with the swirling black qi on his body, Xiao Ran was caught off guard, and only cared about protecting Murong Jin, but forgot to dodge.

Unexpectedly, his back was slapped hard, and the black gas corroded part of his skin, and a heart-piercing pain filled his body, which was unbearable, and the blood flowed out quickly drop by drop.

Xiao Ran suffered this loss, knowing that if he didn't run, he would die, so he didn't dare to hesitate at this moment, just when Huang Long hit the second time, he jumped out of the window with Murong Jin like a ghost, the wind blew from his ears, and the speed of his fall was also accelerating, at this moment, Xiao Ran saw people the size of ants downstairs looking at him, watching the earth getting closer and closer to him, and immediately regretted jumping downstairs.

Where had Murong Jin experienced such an exciting thing, he was so frightened at the moment that he screamed and soon fainted.

Huang Long never expected Xiao Ran to really jump down, and his cousin was also taken down by him, Huang Long didn't care so much, so he also jumped down, and at the same time shouted with that rough voice: "Don't be afraid, cousin, I'll save you." ”

Huanglong can't fly, even if he has the power of the prison god, it is just the tip of the ice of others, if he really has all the power of the prison god, then he will be invincible in the world?

This is the flaw of the Divine Fighting Technique, if it is not abnormal, it can generally only obtain a part of the power of the gods, or even a small part, but when necessary, this is enough for ordinary people to use.

Of course, if the art of divine fighting reaches a certain level of cultivation, then it is natural to summon the gods in the name of heaven and gather the art of heaven and earth in one, and at that time the world will be invincible, but such a thing only exists in legends, and reality has never appeared at all.

Xiao Ran saw that he was about to land, he tried his luck, hoping to fly, but unfortunately it didn't work at all, with Xiao Ran's current ability, it was not enough to fly, let alone suddenly stay in mid-air at such a fast speed.

And Huang Long was no better, he was also falling rapidly, but his hands were empty, and he made various movements to relieve the force of the ram.

Xiao Ran was not so good, Murong Jin fainted at the moment, and she had to rely on her own strength to grasp her, and she had no extra spare energy to do anything else. Now he just hopes that his body can be tougher and not fall to pieces, he thinks so, and begins to recite the witch trick silently in his heart, but it is estimated that it will not have much effect.

Who knows, at this moment, a purple light flashed in front of Xiao Ran's eyes, but he saw a woman in purple with a fairy aura, holding Xiao Ran's hand and floating in the air, while Xiao Ran's other hand was holding Murong Jin tightly.