This time the "unity of heaven and man" and the action to save the Three Realms, due to physical reasons, the earth guard Xiao Xiao did not participate in the battle. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

It's just that if he knows that someone is endangering the Three Realms, if he doesn't do anything, maybe God will judge Xiao Xiao for dereliction of duty again, and when the time comes, a few heavenly thunderbolts will come down, and Qin Hunt is thousands of miles away, Xiao Xiao's life will be difficult to protect.

Therefore, Xiao Xiao still gave a strong support.

A sheet of A5 paper.

A fragment of a book of life and death.

In the early hours of this morning, just as Qin Hunt and Zhang Hao were arranging traps, a paper airplane made of A5 paper floated over thousands of mountains and rivers at a speed comparable to that of a jet fighter, and quietly landed at the door of the Qin family's compound.

In the eyes of mortals, this is whose child naughtily tore up a notebook paper to fold the plane to play, but in the eyes of the celestial guard Qin Hunt and the human guard Zhang Hao, there is a trace of pure authentic luck on the seemingly ordinary white paper, which is as eye-catching as a firefly in the night.

Just when Zhang Hao picked up the paper airplane, the cinnabar magic pen in his hand faintly resonated.

Zhang Hao immediately understood Xiao Xiao's intentions.

Since the loss of the judge's pen, which is enough to rewrite authentic luck, the Xiao family's life and death book has been reduced to a household registration inquiry tool.

The cinnabar magic pen in the hand of the person is also the supreme magic weapon that affects the luck of humanity, although it is a little incompatible with the book of life and death, but it can also be used improvised.

The death pamphlet that once taught countless saints to tremble in fear has finally reappeared in the world.

Zhang Hao carefully took out the fragment of the book of life and death that still had folded marks, and muttered, "Where is a paper airplane enough?" Sending a thousand paper cranes is sincere! The pen shook lightly, and two blood-red characters were written on the snow-white paper - "Qin Yan".

Suddenly, the blood was surging to the sky, and a string of blood-red ink stains inexplicably oozed out of the white paper, from the eight characters of birth to the remaining yang longevity, from the causal record to the accumulation of evil virtues, it was so stunned that it was going out, and it was constantly scrolling and refreshing, looking like an ultra-thin IPaD.

Qin's beastly instinct suddenly sensed the danger, and she roared in rage, her musculature twisting and swelling unnaturally, and she also brandished her battering ram-like arms, striking the blood-colored barrier over and over again, emitting a piercing buzz.

Qin Yan showed a ferocious force comparable to that of a Tyrannosaurus rex, and each punch could leave a spiderweb-like crack in the barrier, and the blood-colored cage that was originally impregnable suddenly became crumbling!

It's just that this superhuman strength obviously exceeds the limit of human **, and the skin on the surface of Qin's body is constantly torn by the swollen musculature, revealing pink tendon flesh and snake-like blood vessels, and the whole person looks like the "tyrant" in "Resident Evil".

Faced with such a race against time, Zhang Hao's movements suddenly stopped.

Zhang Hao's eyes were staring at a string of bloody characters on the paper, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Qin Yan, the realm of medicine and demons, has a remaining yang life of one hundred and sixteen years, and his merits are one hundred. According to the three elements of Yangshou base, realm bonus coefficient, and merit discount coefficient, the erasure cost statistics of 116 months of Yangshou, whether to pay? ”

One hundred and sixteen months, that is, nine years and ten months.

If he wants to wipe out Qin Yan, Zhang Hao himself has to pay nine

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) years and ten months of yang longevity as a price!

"No wonder...... No wonder when the judge's pen was not lost, the Xiao family did not dare to write off the longevity of others casually, it turned out that he used the book of life and death to kill people, and he had to lose his life! ”

For a while, Zhang Hao only felt that the pen in his hand weighed a thousand pounds.

Zhang Hao finally understood why Xiao Xiao only sent him a fragment of the book of life and death, not because she was stingy, but because it was really unnecessary.

Qin Yan proved with his strength that no matter whether it was good or evil, it was always a saint (demon) level power, even if the cost of wiping her life was reduced again and again because of the indiscriminate killing of innocents, it would still take nearly ten years of yang life to pay the price.

If the object that Zhang Hao wants to erase is replaced by the Confucian sage Qin Hunt, who is controversial about virtue and good evil, it is estimated that the cost of Yangshou will not be able to be solved without a hundred and eighty years, and Zhang Hao, who is not allowed to smoke, drink and play with women, is not enough, and it is basically the rhythm of the same end.

Mortals burn money in wars, but Sanshou burns their lives!

A killer feature like this life-for-life, one is too much!

Zhang Hao looked around anxiously, hoping that Qin Hunt would be able to overturn the Monkey King as soon as possible and come to the rescue, but the blood-colored barrier in front of him had already broken several holes, and Qin Hao had already reached out with red eyes to scratch him, and the boudoir cage where Qin Hunt was imprisoned, the shouting and harmonizing sound from inside was getting higher and higher, and the red barrier included in the outer layer was getting thinner and thinner, and it was estimated that it would not last long.

Although Zhang Hao had the heart to make up a few more blood-colored barriers, he couldn't help but sigh when he thought that the cinnabar magic pen would lose his life if he summoned too much: "That's it!" Die and die! ”

Zhang Hao tapped the fragments of the book of life and death with a cinnabar pen, and drew a Nike tick on Qin Yan's name.

Qin Yan's life reaction came to an abrupt halt, like a strong candle blown out by a strong wind.

As the look in Qin Yan's eyes gradually dimmed, her monster-like twisted musculature was like a spring that exceeded the carrying limit, and became loose and fell apart in a series of crackling sounds like leather bands breaking, and in the blink of an eye, her entire body turned into a puddle of erosive flesh and blood, leaving only a half-human, half-beast head still intact, and she couldn't even see the human form.

The fragment of the book of life and death with Qin Yan's life written on it also spontaneously combusted without fire at this time, and the scarlet words turned into a cluster of blood-colored demonic flames, and the fragment was burned to ashes in an instant, just like Qin Yan's life.

At the same time, Zhang Hao also felt a chill all over his body, as if he had been immersed in the ice spring of the cold winter wax moon, his legs were weak, and he suddenly sat on the ground, and he didn't breathe for a long time.

Through the reflection on the surrounding blood-colored barriers, Zhang Hao also saw that his hair had more traces of withered yellow and snow-white, looking like the loess slope after the snow.

Zhang Hao gasped, stood tremblingly against the wall, and comforted himself with a wry smile: "No wonder the night god moon died early, and the death booklet is not for the living!" ”

"I have a righteous spirit in my heart! Phew~Ha! I have the ambition of Lingyun in my heart! Phew~Ha! The son is silent, and the power is confused! Huh~Ha~Tianxingjian gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement! Whew~ha~"

Qin Hunt's voice became more and more high-pitched, and under Zhang Hao's worried gaze, the blood-colored cage wrapped in seven or eight layers of barriers finally collapsed.

Wan Youli and Zhang Hao are both saints who were canonized by humanitarian luck, and the magical powers they comprehend are all "with a heavenly constitution in their mouths".

Qin Hunt, as a Confucian saint who went against the sky and stole luck to become holy, had the ability to comprehend

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Haoran righteousness".

This mouthful of "Haoran righteousness" in Qin Lie's chest is the transformation of a humane luck that he reversed, drained, and absorbed, and its effect is strong and strong, weak and weak, that is, gods and ghosts are easy to avoid, heaven and earth are not harmed, and the five elements are not close, and Yao Jing's innate Ming Spiritual Root that is easy to avoid and invincible to all diseases.

It's just that the same peerless sword, if it falls into the hands of a swordsman, it can kill a person in ten steps and not leave a thousand miles, and in the hands of a child, I am afraid that it can only hurt itself.

Qin Hunt relied on this mouthful of heroic righteousness, and broke the blood-colored trap drawn by Zhang Hao desperately with his life, which can not be described as not strong.

Qin Lie walked out of the cage with his head held high, the pair of vicissitudes of life glanced at the bloody flesh in front of Zhang Hao, and there was a strange smile on his face, which seemed to be relieved from the big trouble, and it seemed that the hatred in his heart had been vented, teaching Zhang Hao to look at the scalp numb.

Qin Lie stared at the cinnabar magic pen in Zhang Hao's hand again, the smile on his face was even stronger, and he didn't have the consciousness of being chased and intercepted by others at all, but it seemed that he had caught the prey he had been pursuing for a long time.

Zhang Hao...... Yes, yes, how did I forget, the Zhang family was also a veteran member of the Six Doors. The Zhang family was able to monitor the Qin family for 1,800 years, how could their descendants be mediocre mortals? Lao Wan, Lao Wan, your back hand is really cleverly hidden, admire! Admire! ”

Qin Lie smiled and nodded and muttered, but the more he laughed, the more panicked Zhang Hao became, when Qin Lie "inadvertently" shook his hand and took out two alloy scalpels with bursts of cold light, his demeanor and temperament changed from an elegant saint to a perverted murderer, and he was very evil!

If Qin Lie hummed "hello, I-ang-to-play-a-game~" in response to the occasion, he could basically use it as a promotional advertisement for the Chinese remake of "Texas Chainsaw Maniac".

Zhang Hao couldn't help but shudder, turned his head and ran.

Qin Lie smiled faintly, took two long legs, and caught up with him in an elegant and fast manner, regardless of the blood-colored barriers along the way, he just let out a high-pitched shout full of energy, and the blood-colored barriers along the way shattered like pink glass that had encountered a sonic boom.

"Don't be afraid of the sky! Words are not enough! The law of the ancestors is not enough to observe! Zhang Hao, for the sake of the future of mankind, please die! ”

Qin Hunt roared and killed Zhang Hao, the sharp blade was about to pierce Zhang Hao's back, Zhang Hao felt the terrifying chill rising from his backbone, and forcibly endured the feeling of weakness after ten years of life, and shouted several times: "Get out!" Get lost! Get lost! ”

However, every time Zhang Hao shouted "get out", Qin Hunt followed by a shout of "Phew", although Qin Hunt's movements couldn't help but pause a few times, but it was often only half a second, a second, at first glance, it seemed to be similar to playing online games to drop frames, not enough for Zhang Hao to pull away.

Fortunately, Zhang Hao took precautions, planned the escape route earlier, and also drew some rough traps along the way, as long as he put the finishing touch on the key place with a cinnabar magic brush, what asphalt pits, arrow rain guns, pendulum traps, can be disgusted from time to time Qin Hunt once or twice, retarding his movements.

Zhang Hao played life and death hide and seek with Qin Hunt for a while, until he got into a messy garden, and finally Qin Hunt's figure appeared in his sight, and he also fell to the ground with tears in his eyes, and shouted breathlessly: "Qin Hunt!" Help! I can't run! ”

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