Hole cards, the trick at the bottom of the box, everyone will have more or less one or two, Mu Rourou's set of infinite methods, from blood, from bones, from life, overdraft these to drive, play a power beyond the current realm.

Sikong Heji's two hole cards, the headless scarecrow, and, five-color silk.

Red, purple, black, vermilion, dark green, the five colors are distinct at the same time, mixed with each other, the result of the composition is very strange, the eyes look over, consciousness and eyeballs will be distorted, following the lines of the five colors of the silk bending.

Mu Rourou concealed the joy in her heart, she knew that if she broke this hole card, there would be no other danger to Sikong Heji, not that the cultivation of Sikong Heji Polarization God Period was not troublesome, but in Mu Rourou's cognition, these two hole cards were even more difficult to do than Sikong Heji's cultivation.

"Whew!" Ignoring the shadow of death coming from ahead, Mu Rourou raised her head and swallowed a lot of pills, replenishing blood, replenishing qi, restoring true yuan, filling life, and all kinds of effects.

The human skin mask was taken out of the storage ring, not exposed, and Mu Rourou withdrew it back into her body.

In the dantian, Yuan Ying opened his closed eyes, and a pair of small and cute hands opened to grasp the human skin mask, and the pure true yuan poured out from Yuan Ying and poured into this human skin mask.

The speed at which the human skin mask absorbs the true element is unbelievable, and in just a few breaths, Mu Rourou's Yuan Infant has lost a lot of weight.

Faced with this situation, Mu Rourou was not surprised at all, she stuffed a handful of pills into her mouth, the pills melted in her mouth, and the true yuan Mu Rourou formed by the medicinal power did not absorb it, and all of them were guided into the human skin mask.

In this process, Mu Rourou unconsciously withdrew from the ghost transformation and regained her original appearance.

Is that still what it is? Dao Sui couldn't recognize it, he was covered in blood, and a large piece of skin exploded, believing that it was Shi Nailai, standing in front of him, he couldn't recognize Mu Rourou.

The dry and beautiful short silver neck-length hair, most of which was stained with blood, black and red bloodstains, destroyed it as a whole without the slightest sense of beauty, it is no exaggeration to say that Daosui saw a different Mu Rourou, and it was an eye-opener.

Sikong Heji kept his scalp peeled off, and the skull full of maggots and insects walked towards Mu Rourou, and the five-colored silk floated slowly in front of it, like a caterpillar.

It looks like it's walking slowly, but in fact? It's so fast that what the eyes see is not the same as what really happened, it's a kind of deceptive trait, if you really believe in the illusion that your eyes see at this time, then you don't even know how you died.

Of course Mu Rourou wouldn't do that, as early as when Sikong Heji took the first step, she was desperately retreating.

Daosui's eyes were very uncomfortable when she looked at it from a distance, and her head hurt even more, so she forcibly withstood the subconscious action of looking away, her eyes widened, and she looked at the direction of the battle, she couldn't let go of any tiny moment, not at all.

Mu Rourou's retreat was quite timely, the five-colored silk was less than a centimeter away from the center of her eyebrows, and she was almost about to meet, under the crisis of life and death, Mu Rourou's body was tense, her spirit was highly concentrated, her five senses, all the mobilization that could be used, eyes, ears, divine consciousness, and true yuan.

Yikes!

The speed of the retreat is so fast that the friction between the foot and the ground causes a spark to explode, and the air is expelled, creating a vacuum.

The islands formed by these small islands have a limited range, and in the eyes of Mu Rourou and Sikong Heji, this distance is the same as nothing.

Mu Rourou couldn't see the Sikong Heji behind the five-color silk, all she could see was the five-color silk, this small silk occupied all the field of vision and attracted all the attention and senses.

With a breath, Mu Rourou went crazy and retreated, desperately retreating, burning the true yuan, qi and blood, cultivation, and the five-colored silk chased after her.

In two breaths, Mu Rourou was forced to the edge of the forbidden island, and there was no way to retreat, and the five-colored silk was less than a millimeter from the center of her eyebrows.

Three breaths, the mutation protruded, Mu Rourou's face began to blur, blurred, a human skin mask appeared on her face very suddenly, from the pair of baby hands next to Mu Rourou's face, it can be seen that she actually used Yuan Ying to bring this mask out of the dantian, but it is precisely because of this that it is too late.

At the last moment, almost at the same time, the five-colored silk touched Mu Rourou's eyebrows, more precisely, the human skin mask on Mu Rourou's face.

Chirping!

A sharp voice that made the heart throb, sharp pain, and convulsions, the tone sounded.

Mu Rourou, who was closest to her, was bleeding from seven holes, and her internal organs were weakened in a large area.

Sikong He, who was the second closest to him, was extremely caught off guard, and received a trauma similar to Mu Rourourou, and the seven orifices of the human-faced spider were bleeding and clinging to the surroundings, and most of the maggots and insects that made up the skull died in an instant.

The rice ears that were the farthest away, with four small islands in between, fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, bleeding from the seven holes, because the pain in the internal organs caused unconscious body convulsions, and the system sounded an alarm to alert the danger of the current location of the rice ears.

Is this also what Mu Rourou calculated earlier? If Dao Sui didn't move his position before, he was still on the island at the beginning, and he wouldn't be affected by this now, because he saw Mu Rourou being beaten away and catching it, and the position changed, and at this moment, Dao Sui curled up uncomfortably and looked at the position behind him.

That's right, where she first stood, the impact was much smaller, and the pain was there, far less than the bleeding from the seven holes.

Mu Rourou's consciousness was stunned for a while, as if she was dead, that strange sharp voice, acting on the body, acting on the soul, from the outside to the inside, layer by layer, Mu Rourou felt that her body was out of control, and she couldn't move in a short time.

She couldn't move, the human skin mask on her face didn't have this problem, it was like finding food and deliciousness, part of the human skin mask began to liquefy, like glue to stick to the five-colored silk, on the other hand, the five-color silk, as if encountering a natural enemy.

This strange sharp voice is initiated by the contact part of the five-colored silk and the human skin mask, the liquefaction of the human skin mask firmly adsorbs the five-color silk, and the five-colored silk releases a shock wave, continuously bombarding the human skin mask.

"The Three Princesses!" A terrible scream, not the cuteness of a child, but the old and shrill tone.

In the incomplete skull of maggots and insects in Sikong Heji, seven holes were bleeding, and the very miserable human-faced spider glared at Mu Rourou with resentment and anger.

This time, even if he can leave alive, it can be regarded as a defeat, and he has lost two treasures, this loss made Sikong He extremely angry, and he was even more remorseful, he knew this, he should have shot at the beginning, and killed Mu Rourou on the spot, scruples about this and that, causing such a loss.

"The Three Princesses!" Another roar of hatred rang out.

Sikong He is extremely worthy of the transformation period, and he can still speak under such circumstances, but Mu Rourou can't even move her fingers, and her consciousness is in a state of flux.

The confrontation between the human skin mask and the five-colored silk produced the coercion, so that Sikong Heji could not do anything, and could only watch as the five-colored silk was slowly eaten by the human skin mask.