Chapter Seventy-Three: The Red-Headed Corpse Tick
I saw that the white powder woman kept chanting the spiritualist spell in her mouth, and the four of them obviously felt that their souls were being pulled out.
"Ganggang!"
Longgang stepped forward and stretched out his hands, on the basis of the seal of the Ming King, the parts below the knuckles of each knuckle were wrapped in the palm of the hand, forming an inner lion seal, which is said to be able to freely control the flesh and gain the power to freely control your own body and the body of others, "As an old thing of the times, do you think you can still control everything?" I'm going to kill you! ”
The white powder woman said coquettishly: "I already feel that your soul is about to be pulled out by me, what else can you do?" Obedient is a good minion! ”
"Phew!" Longgang knotted the inner lion seal and said: "Ding Chou prolongs my life, Ding Hai detains my soul; Ding You controls my spirit, but Ding Wei has caused me a disaster; Ding Si is in danger of me, and Ding Mao is in danger of me; Jiazi protects my body, and Jiazi protects my form; Jiashen solidifies my life, and Jiawu guards my soul; Jiachen town is my spirit, and Jiayin educates me true.
Haste as a law! ”
As soon as Long Gang thought this, his forehead sweated, and his eyes were full of exhaustion, it seemed that this spell would bring a huge burden to his body, and the three of Long Ziyan suddenly felt relaxed, "What do you think now?" ”
"It's much more comfortable than just now, and my body has returned to normal, Longgang is this?"
"This is the Liuding Liujia Talisman Charm, you will not be affected by the Soul Spell for the time being, no matter what happens, you must stay calm and don't mess around."
"What are you going to do?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to stop her, I have my own way to tie her up, Mingzu, cheer up and wait to listen to my orders." Longgang's panting became thicker and thicker, and his face turned a little pale.
Suddenly, Long Gang stood there straight with his hands down, not saying a word, not even blinking his eyes.
Purple Kite called: "Longgang, what's wrong with you?" ”
Bai Fan Po said puzzled: "Don't shout, he can't hear it, he has completely fallen into my soul spell, I wanted to recruit the souls of the four of you, but I didn't expect to recruit only one of him, but it's not bad, I really can't get used to this stinky boy, but you can't see how I tortured him." With a move, Longgang walked over step by step.
"Brother Zijing, what's wrong with Longgang?"
"It's okay, your body hasn't recovered yet, just listen to him, don't act rashly."
Longgang walked up the stone steps to the white powder woman, and the white powder woman said to the three people: "Look at it, the slave must have a minion, and you will be like him later." He threw his hand at Longgang and said viciously, "Kneel!" ”
When the puppet-like Longgang heard the order, he bent his knees and wanted to kneel, and the hearts of the three of them were about to jump to their throats, as if they had been spelled by a conjuring spell, and their eyes stared at Longgang without blinking.
The white fan woman looked arrogant and stood up with the posture that she thought she was noble, who knew that at the moment when she was about to kneel down after the soul spell, she stepped forward and took out the hidden knife on her waist, and with a wave of her big hand, she cut through half of the white powder woman's body.
The defenseless Bai Fan Po was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the skin of the beautiful woman on her body was also cut by a knife, not to mention the horror of the scene, a long wound of blood flowed, and the Bai Fan Po looked at Longgang in horror and said, "You...... You ......"
"Why am I still able to resist under your Spiritualist Charm, right? I'll let you die to understand that for a monster like you locked up here, I still think that the Soul Conjuring Curse is so powerful, and it is easy to break your curse, I am just trying to get close to you, in order to deceive you old fellow. ”
The white fan woman tore off the human skin she was wearing and roared arrogantly: "But I have a lot of human skins, but you dare to hurt me three times and twice, I want you to die without a whole body, underground ghosts!" ”
"Mingzu, rattle!"
Brother Kan hurriedly shook the Sanqing Bell in his hand, and the underground ghosts only dared to blempty on the periphery, and none of them dared to come forward.
"What can a mere Sanqingling do!" White Powder Woman, I want your life now.
Longgang put out the immovable Ming Wang Yin and said: "I said that I will kill you, who let you hurt my most important person, do it yourself, since you are not afraid of the magic weapon of Taoism, I see if you are afraid of the Taoist Maoshan ghost killing curse, Taishang Laojun taught me to kill ghosts, and I am a god." On the call for the jade girl, the collection is ominous. Mountaineering rocks are cracked, wearing seals. Wearing a canopy on his head, he is burly on his feet, supporting Liujia on the left and defending Liuding on the right. There is the yellow god in the front, and there is the Yue chapter in the back. The divine master kills, does not avoid the strong, first kills the evil ghosts, and then cuts the night light. What god is not subdued, what ghost dares to be? Haste as a law! ”
When the white fan woman heard this curse, she immediately collapsed to the ground, as if she was pressed by a thousand pounds of boulders, and she couldn't move, and she still shouted in her mouth: "You think you can kill me in this way, I want you to bury me first!" Unexpectedly, Bai Fan Po actually recruited the soul of an underground ghost, and instructed the underground ghost to unexpectedly bite the Sanqing Bell in Brother Kan's hand, and disappeared without a trace into the fork in the cave.
As soon as the Sanqing bell stopped, the underground ghost change began to move, and Longgang shouted: "Not good! "Pick up a knife and rescue the three.
The underground ghosts swarmed up, and the three of them fought desperately, leaving the jade-handled bronze sword in the car under the mountain Long Ziyan held the machete in Brother Kan's bag to fight, after all, the tiger was defeated by the wolves, and after a few rounds, the physical strength was gradually insufficient, and the knife in Long Ziyan's hand was knocked off by the underground ghosts, and when his hands resisted, a deafening gunshot resounded through the hole, and it reverberated for a long time.
It turned out that Brother Kan had brought the 64-style pistol given to him by the old man of Tsukatou Village, and he didn't know where to get the bullets, and killed an underground ghost with one shot, and the rest were also frightened and didn't dare to move forward.
The attack was temporarily stopped, and Long Ziyan picked up the machete that had been knocked out and said, "Brother Kan, this time I really want to thank you for bringing all the guys up, otherwise it would have become someone else's meal." ”
"That's it, I told Brother Kan that I would be a prophet, this is the letter."
"Just praise you, then how do you say we can get out safely, I don't think your old-fashioned pistol can hold a few bullets, Brother Prophet."
Longgang guarded the purple kite and interrupted the two and said, "Quiet, you hear any voices coming this way." ”
There was a rustling sound in the forks in the cave, and the sound was getting closer and closer, and through the faint sunlight that penetrated in, crawled a group of things that made countless shaved potatoes creepy to the bones: red-headed corpse ticks!
A wave did not settle, and a wave rose again, and the moment they saw the red-headed corpse tick, the four of them gasped at the same time, "Brother Prophet, what do you think of this?" ”
"If God can bless us to go out, in exchange for dedicating my name as a prophet."
Long Gang clenched the flying knife and said, "Keep your name, and be ready to fight to the death." Long Gang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.