In the continuous shooting, the doubts in Han Yun's heart became clearer and clearer.

He found himself like a chess piece, within the reach of the chessboard no matter how he moved.

Even flowers, square inch gods, and even red-haired foxes, what is the difference with him?

Discovering this truth does not make him feel happy, and even makes an evil fire inexplicably grow in his heart.

After all, the feeling of being used is always very unpleasant.

But what can be done?

We live in the world, how can we not be chess pieces, only value, can make you live in the cracks.

Once you lose your value, then you will also lose the meaning of your existence.

It's cruel, but it's an eternal truth.

As a traverser, Hanyun deeply understands this truth.

So he quickly calmed down and fully focused his attention on the Locking Spirit Bow in his hand.

At this time, the Lock Spirit Bow was mighty.

Countless black mist rolled into a huge vortex and drilled through the holes in the bowarm, allowing the power it emitted to soar straight ahead.

Although Hanyun was holding it, it was actually its own extremely sharp attacks from the beginning, and Hanyun's role was just to bend the bow and arrows.

It looks like Hanyun is like a puppet.

This is also the reason why Hanyun has almost no loss.

It was the same at this time, all he had to do was put the golden flagpole that had been shot out and then returned to him like a trick to the string of the Locking Bow.

After firing seven arrows in a row, the black shadow re-condensed by the Lord of the Undead was no more than one meter and five meters high, and it was hit hard like never before.

But he still stubbornly fled towards the forbidden array in the air, wanting to blend in and escape the golden flag to shoot instead.

However, since all this was premeditated by the Demon Tree, how could he still give him a chance to escape?

After swallowing a large amount of dark power, the brightly colored spirit banner fluttered in the wind again, falling like a bride's red hijab towards the head of the Lord of the Dead.

The Lord of the Dead glanced at the bunting overhead, and suddenly reversed course and rushed down towards the flowers in the mud in the distance.

His mind was moving fast.

In the current situation, it would be good if I could catch the girl and use her to block the flagpole behind me that chased souls and killed her.

It's a pity that he miscalculated again.

When he finally rushed to the top of the flower after two more arrows, he suddenly found a terrifying aura rushing up in front of him, and a whirlpool was frantically swallowing towards him.

The Locking Spirit Bow, which was already stronger than the Lord of the Undead, moved out of thin air again and stood in front of the flower.

With this terrifying bow, the Lord of the Dead found that he was no match for it, and could only turn his head and run away.

And the flower, which slowly stood up from the mud ground, had already shot out the golden flag brother and bombarded him with a wave of his hand.

The Lord of the Undead roared and cursed, but he could only shrink in size and decline in strength from the repeated shots of the Locking Spirit Bow.

After Hua shot him two more arrows, his figure shrank to less than a meter tall.

The Lord of the Undead was anxious and afraid, and as if he had no plan, he saw the Fang Cun Shenni walking on the ground, so he turned his head again and rushed towards her.

The action of the Lord of the Undead really shocked the flowers and cold clouds, you must know that Fang Cun Shenni has not recovered from serious injuries, and he forcibly cast the Buddha shadow of the King of Jizo before, and he has been extremely strongly counterattacked, and he is almost powerless at this time.

"Stop!"

With a coquettish shout, Hua first shot the Lord of the Undead with an arrow, and then used himself as an arrow and shot it directly in the direction of Fang Cun Shenni.

Her speed was extremely fast, and the figure of the Lord of the Undead had just condensed when she saw that she was almost in front of Fang Cun Shenni.

This time, though, the Lord of the Undead wasn't surprised at all.

After all, he had really learned about Hua's ability to escape quickly with the help of the Locking Spirit Bow.

When he was at his peak, he couldn't catch up with the flower shot by the Lock Spirit Bow, and at this time, his strength was not one in ten, how could he challenge the speed of the flower?

But the Lord of the Undead was not discouraged, but turned his head again, and slammed towards the cold clouds in the air.

Obviously, this was what he had calculated at the previous moment.

If Hua doesn't save Fang Cun Shenni, then his target is Fang Cun Shenni, but if Hua shoots himself as an arrow, then his target will switch to Cold Cloud, which is not far away from him.

It was the best response he could have made.

Because he found that although the Lock Spirit Bow could appear at will between flowers and cold clouds, there was always a delay of one or two seconds between switching.

Especially after Hua shoots himself as an arrow, the Lock Spirit Bow can only appear in Flower Hand Zheng

Her unbelievable game of treating herself as an arrow was actually based on the fact that the Locking Spirit Bow could quickly dissipate her speed after it appeared in her hand for the second time.

Without the Locking Spirit Bow, she would not be able to control her body at all, and would be shot into the dirt in the distance, and she would be directly smashed into flesh.

It is this time difference that the Lord of the Dead needs.

He saw that it was absolutely impossible for the Lock Spirit Bow to appear in Han Yun's hand at this moment, and the golden flagpole that he couldn't resist at all could not be shot out.

Although his current strength is not one in ten, he thinks that there is not much problem in winning Hanyun.

Sure enough, this time, the Lord of the Undead was no longer bombarded by the nasty golden flag, and in a flash of lightning, he had rushed to the front of Han Yun.

He couldn't help but have a sinister smile on his face.

As long as he controls Hanyun, it won't be difficult to escape.

What made him even more excited was that at this time, Hanyun was also falling downward, wanting to protect the square inch Shenni on the ground.

"Die!"

The Lord of the Dead shouted, and the black mist on his body surged towards the cold clouds like wind and lightning.

But the strange thing is that in the face of the crazy Lord of the Undead, Han Yun's expression seemed very calm.

It seemed that all this was in his expectation

There was even a hint of eagerness in his eyes, as if he was welcoming the pounce of the Lord of the Undead.

The Lord of the Undead felt a little strange, but he had used all his strength in this pounce, and there was no possibility of changing it.

Wow!

The next moment, a large whirlpool suddenly appeared in Han Yun's chest, and a suction force that was a hundred times more terrifying than the Locking Spirit Bow was born from the whirlpool, sucking the Lord of the Undead in front of Ping directly into his chest.

"Ah......h

The Lord of the Dead let out a terrified roar, desperately trying to break out of the maelstrom.

And yet all in vain.

The demon tree hibernated and planned for an unknown number of years before it finally lured him from the world of the dead.

The crescent moon on Hanyun's chest was already hungry and thirsty, but he had been quietly waiting for this last chance.

This time, if the crescent moon does not make a move, it is destined not to give the Lord of the Undead any chance to escape.