At the moment of using the ghost fusion, Jiang Twelve clearly felt the strength of Zhuo Qing'er's soul body, the sudden confusion of consciousness, and there was no buffer friction between the two personalities. Instant fusion!

No one knows what Jiang Twelve in Jiang Twelve's body is...

"Big brother... Brother is coming... What are you afraid of? Why, don't look down on the nine doppelgangers of the little brother? In his consciousness, the nine Jiang Twelve laughed at the old ghost king at the same time.

Some teased, some were rampant, some laughed heartbreakingly, and some laughed with buds... It's just that the next moment, the nine soul bodies instantly rushed to the soul body of the old ghost king, and they bit half of it violently!

"It's a little unpalatable..." Nine Jiang Twelve pouted at the same time, this taste is really not good.

“... Dude, let's... Let's talk about it first. In the face of these nine Jiang Twelve, he had no ability to resist at all, and he retreated in an instant. I was even more bitter in my heart.

This method of seizure is not only impossible for the enemy to get out, but also for himself, unable to escape. It's just a pity that he has never missed, and today he is planted in the gutter.

"Brother, let's talk while eating." Jiang Twelve is not a soft-hearted person. What's more, there is Zhuo Qing'er's character attached. That's a pervert!

Nine Jiang Twelve slowly gnawed around the old ghost king. It's just speed... Not fast.

"Brother, brother, slow down! Brother knows where there are treasures! Holding back the trembling of his soul, the old ghost king hurriedly said.

"Oh. Then you say, if you say it slowly, I won't be able to hear it. The speed did not decrease in the slightest, and Jiang Twelve did not slow down the speed of devouring.

“... This.... Brother! The four generals have hidden the old man's treasure, I took you there, and I found it! ”

"Ahh Really...? Nine Jiang Twelve slowed down their devouring at the same time and asked in unison.

"Ah, yes. Don't worry, brother, my brother asked you to find someone to watch me! Sensing that this sentence was effective, the old ghost king hurriedly spoke. It sent a strong soul fluctuation to Jiang Twelve.

“... Ahh Good bye!!! Jiang Twelve, who didn't want to pretend to think, suddenly became ruthless! In an instant, the old ghost king was devoured clean!

If you want to stall for time, then there is still some trick to play. Lao Tzu doesn't give you time to use it!

The moment he devoured the soul body of the old ghost king, Jiang Twelve's soul body seemed to have undergone some changes. In just a short period of time, Zhuo Qing'er also left. Nine rivers twelve, turned into one.

Although Jiang Twelve used ghost fusion, Zhuo Qing'er's ghost aura should be weakened a little. However, Jiang Twelve clearly felt that Zhuo Qing'er's soul body was a lot stronger.

In fact, not only him Zhuo Qing'er, but Jiang Twelve's soul body has also grown by leaps and bounds. At least in the face of general spiritual charm, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have any effect on Jiang Twelve.

Zhuo Qing'er left without saying a word, and Jiang Twelve didn't say much. After feeling that there was nothing unusual about my body, my consciousness began to slowly enter the body...

"Nima!" Gaining control of his body, Jiang Twelve hurriedly stepped back and slapped the wings of the Wind Thunder Demon God, and took advantage of the situation to push his feet forward. Directly kicked the short old ghost king ghost body!

It's just that Jiang Twelve's kick actually wiped out the old ghost king. The ghost energy slowly dissipated... The old ghost king was so cold in his own treasure.

As soon as the old ghost king dies, this treasure is naturally ownerless. The surrounding graveyard began to tremble. The ground cracked and the graves shattered. An oil paintbrush appeared in front of Jiang Twelve.

Holding that thing in his hand, Jiang Twelve didn't feel that it had a special function, it was extremely ordinary.

"It's old-fashioned." For the Nine Deaths Array, Jiang Twelve was experienced. Sticking his finger to his mouth and biting it, Jiang Twelve took the oil paintbrush again, and it was different.

After this head was stained with Jiang Twelve's blood, it immediately rose into the sky and disappeared. The brushes are gone, and so are the ghosts, the bats.

In a moment's effort, a bright hall space with a radius of about a thousand meters appeared in front of Jiang Twelve. There is no soil on the ground, and Jiang Twelve is standing here suspended in the air.

Seeing the great changes in this treasure space, Jiang Twelve naturally figured it out. It's a special thing indeed. I didn't even have an introduction. It's about the same as the Nine Deaths.

But the difference is that the Nine Deaths Array has already been designed. And it can't be changed. And this place...

With his eyes closed, Jiang Twelve's right hand was held in the air, and the oil paintbrush suddenly appeared in his hand. With a casual painting, a rockery took shape in front of Jiang Twelve. It's just that the pattern and lines are all made of blood. Just when Jiang Twelve's mind hoped that it was a black rockery, the color also turned black.

"Fun and interesting. But... Pigments are a bit expensive.... While holding a paintbrush to sketch and draw, the blood in Jiang Twelve's body was also significantly reduced, and as soon as he made a hill a few meters in size, Jiang Twelve's face had begun to turn white.

"Old thing, you have a heart." Jiang Twelve thought back to the time when he first entered this oil painting, and the various designs here... Jiang Twelve still admires it very much.

Holding the paintbrush, Jiang Twelve also found the entrance in his mind. Draw a door with a paintbrush. Opening the door, Jiang Twelve walked out, and was directly in the corner corridor of the villa.

Looking back, the appearance of the oil painting has also changed. Against a white background, a half-finished rockery is placed. There is also a broken door that is randomly outlined, which is exactly what it looks like it is open...

"The level of painting needs to be improved..." With a slightly embarrassed look, Jiang Twelve didn't look any further. When he turned to go upstairs, Jiang Twelve's black and white eyes returned to indifference.

“... This! This! How is this possible!! From the night vision surveillance, Han Ping had already seen Jiang Twelve enter the oil painting. Just when he was imagining what Jiang Twelve would be tortured into. The oil painting in the surveillance suddenly changed. Jiang Twelve actually walked out!

In this way, there can only be one result. Godfather is cold.

Don't bother about anything, just run away.

"You two, if you can get the birdman out the door interested. This villa is yours, and he will not kill. He went back under the coffee table and pulled out a pistol. Han Ping said to the two girls behind him.

Then, I took a piece of rope from the cabinet and tied it directly to the window. Wearing gloves, he slipped straight down. Downstairs, naturally, the vehicle had already been parked.

Jiang Twelve had just opened the door of Han Ping's room when he went upstairs and saw a wide open window.

"Wow, this birdman brother, it's so big!" The two girls looked at Jiang Twelve's Wind and Thunder Demon Divine Wings, and directly pounced over to play with them, and the two charming smiling faces instantly broke into Jiang Twelve's field of vision.

"Let's play." Wings flapping, where can these two girls hold on.

They were each scratched by Jiang Twelve's wings, and then they retreated to the side in a panic. Jiang Twelve, on the other hand, jumped down from the window, spread his wings, and chased a convertible sports car in front of him.

For scratching their faces, Jiang Twelve did it on purpose. In this way, you will not be saved from living in this way. Jiang Twelve didn't think that they were forced to follow Han Ping.

In fact, Jiang Twelve had already noticed Han Ping's escape. Merely.

Game... It's fun to chase...

(End of chapter)