Wang Er plucked his ears suspiciously, what is it, Long Aotian? Why did you meet the protagonist?

Li Liang and Huang Fan forcibly held back their laughter, if they hadn't been able to defeat this evil cultivator, they would have looked up to the sky and laughed.

Wang Er pouted with some dissatisfaction, who came up with his broken name, and then look at the other people's names are domineering.

"Boy, if you are willing to be my puppet now, maybe I can spare your life." The evil cultivator said gloomily.

Wang Er nodded: "Okay"

The evil cultivator slammed for a moment, and the next moment Wang Eryi's large palm thundered down, and the evil cultivator hurriedly retreated.

Wang Er sighed regretfully, but unfortunately, he didn't hit this time.

"You're looking for death,"

Thick black smoke came out of the evil cultivator's hand, like a strange shadow flashed directly behind Wang Er, Wang Er kicked back with a whip leg, and the evil cultivator who disappeared again appeared in front of Wang Er, and the black mist in his hand slapped directly on Wang Er's chest.

Wang Er only felt that countless knives on his chest passed through his body, but they did not cause substantial damage to his body.

The evil cultivator looked at Wang Er and said compassionately: "My Yin Soul Palm specializes in beating people's souls, you must be very painful now."

Wang Er was stunned for a moment, it was a good pain, but he didn't feel his own soul that was directly attacking, Wang Er took the opportunity to slap the palm thunder and shouted in the face of the evil cultivator.

"Smack"

The evil cultivator covered his face and looked at Wang Er in disbelief, he was hit by his own Yin Soul Palm and could still jump around, this kid was a little evil.

At this time, the evil cultivator has already retreated, the biggest means in his life is to attack people's souls, just hit Wang Er in the Yin Soul palm except for the pain There is no, if ordinary people get this one, even if it is wiped out, it is estimated that in this life, they will be delirious and will not know three seven twenty-one from now on.

Where would Wang Er let go of such a good opportunity, he chased after him again and kicked the evil cultivator in the stomach, and the evil cultivator took this opportunity to hurriedly retreat.

Seeing that the evil cultivator was about to run, Wang Er, who was full of confidence, had wind on the soles of his feet, and the electric light next to him flashed, and a palm thunder was thrown directly on the way forward of the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator hurriedly stopped, took a deep breath, and said to Wang Er: "Little brother, we don't know each other, this matter is also a misunderstanding, we turn big things into small things, okay?" ”

This evil cultivator is a little cowardly, this hasn't officially started yet, it's not as good as the zongzi in the tomb.

Wang Er blinked and looked at the evil cultivator without speaking, and the evil cultivator took out a small red bottle from his pocket and threw it to Wang Er.

looked at the bottle that fell on the ground and didn't pick it up, just looked at the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator said bitterly: "The bottle is filled with Da Huandan, or the Shaolin Temple brand, which is a rare product among the boutiques." ”

Looking at Wang Er's bewildered look, the corners of the evil cultivator's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help explaining: "Cough, this big Dan is a good thing, I see that the little brother is full of yang and energy, and he is still a boy in comparison." ”

Wang Er's face suddenly seemed to be congested, and he raised his fist and smashed it towards the evil cultivator, who hurriedly dodged.

quickly explained: "Cough, when the little brother has sex after finding a girlfriend, as long as he swallows it, it can not only increase his cultivation, but also nourish his yang and kidneys." ”

Wang Er was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly retreated to pick up the little red bottle on the ground, but did not touch it with his hands, but cautiously used spiritual power to isolate the bottle.

Seeing this, the evil cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, and the king's second-hand palm covered the electric light and slapped the evil cultivator directly and directly flew away.

The corner of the evil cultivator's mouth spilled blood, and he scolded angrily: "Boy, you are so ignorant, then don't blame me." ”

The evil cultivator waved his hands, and the black spirit who stayed in place suddenly pounced on Wang Er, Wang Er snorted coldly, and kicked the evil cultivator hard with one foot, as long as the evil cultivator died, the black spirit did not have to worry.

The evil cultivator was emitted black smoke behind him, it was all unjust souls, and the face of that person screamed in pain and pounced on the evil cultivator, the evil cultivator snorted coldly, and the unjust soul stopped and turned to Wang Er.

The evil cultivator did not stop, and threw five flags to the ground and planted them on the ground, and the surrounding wind suddenly raged, and the lonely souls who had died in recent years and had not been reincarnated were directly sucked into the center of the five banners, among which there were dozens of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and there was even a powerful ghost.

The evil cultivator snorted coldly, his palm turned down, and the five flags exuded a hazy yellow glow, and the lonely soul and wild ghost among them also glowed with yellow light, and the fierce ghost excitedly devoured the nearest wild ghost, only to see that the powerful ghost actually condensed a few points.

Other lonely souls and wild ghosts also fought one after another, and outside the five banners, wild ghosts continued to enter and snatch them, Wang Er was shocked in his heart, this was like a cup of continuous devouring, and the last surviving ghosts were definitely not something he could deal with.

Wang Er's right palm flipped over, and a circle of ripples formed in the empty city, and the surrounding souls and even the black spirits were all excluded three meters away, Wang Er's left hand was raised, and he flipped it again, and red ripples emanated from the palm of his hand, and the black spirits and the souls were pulled in again, and the black spirits turned into the main body, and swallowed Wang Er in one mouthful.

Wang Er's right was up, his left hand was down, and Hei Ling suddenly felt that his body was being pulled, and as Wang Er's left and right went up and down, that feeling became stronger and stronger, and those unjust souls were pulled like a piece of flat paper, and at the same time screamed miserably.

Two of the five flags were directly separated by the cart, and the incisions were flat and smooth, reflecting a faint yellow halo.

The evil cultivator slashed his neck with a knife in his left hand, and the blood flowed dripping into the three remaining flags, and the yellow halo became brighter and brighter.

At the same time, he pinched the trick with his left hand, and the black spirit suddenly turned into countless little black spirits and merged into the banner.

"Boy, I'll make it worse than death for you later." The evil cultivator's eyes were cold.

Wang Er frowned slightly, and suddenly had some bad premonitions in his heart.

The evil cultivator's left hand pinched again, and the soul turned into a black mist that also melted into the banner, and the bad premonition in Wang Er's heart became stronger and stronger, and a palm thunder smashed into the only three remaining flags, only to see that the palm thunder actually stayed three feet above the flag, unable to advance the slightest.

The evil cultivator screamed: "I must make your life worse than death." ”

The evil cultivator didn't know what he had drunk, black smoke came out of his body, and there were even blood blisters in some places, and then the evil cultivator turned into a puddle of black water, and the banner was also wiped out, and the flying ashes of the painting were scattered on the black water that the evil cultivator had turned into.

Wang Er wanted to stop it, but who knew that the black ash actually penetrated his palm directly, as if it didn't exist, Wang Er knew that this state was the virtual body of the black spirit.

Looking at the puddle of black water on the ground, Wang Er didn't dare to approach, this evil cultivator sacrificed himself with blood, and there must be something wrong with this black water in the future.

Wang Er's palms gathered together, and he threw it directly at the black water, which could evaporate like this, and if it couldn't evaporate, he could find out.

'Snort,'

A palm made of black water directly grabbed the palm thunder, the palm was evaporated by the temperature of the palm thunder, and the palm thunder also dissipated, and then the black water was deep again in a palm, not two, and an unformed head, and the heart of the black water around it was still beating faintly.

Wang Er's heart was pounding, his fingers pinched, and the electric light that had been raised in the black spirit's body before crackled on the black water that the evil cultivator had turned into, and the black water that the evil cultivator had turned into was smoking, with a muffled snort.