Eight bitter followed the sound and raised his head, the two-faced god suddenly bit on his shoulder, accompanied by a muffled snort, the wound quickly decayed, and the blood dripping from it was black, Baku's face suddenly stiffened, his lips turned out blue and purple, his eyes were dark, he only felt that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and what in front of him slowly turned into Jiang San's face, he was short of breath, making a hoarse gasping sound, and the hatred that had been calm in his heart for many years invaded all consciousness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Eight bitterness! What's wrong with you......"

Lu Shibai shouted, and found that Ba Ku was walking slowly towards him.

When she was one step away, she instantly pulled out the Mongolian knife on her shoulder, held it in the air, and when she saw it falling, Fang Cun gasped, and after pulling Lu Shibai down, the Mongolian knife was also accurately slashed on his arm, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out and soaked the black shirt on his body.

Almost instantly, Fang Cun saw that Ba Ku raised his wrist and continued to drop the knife, and his eyes were blank, so he had to raise his foot and kick Ba Ku out of three steps away, several people exchanged glances, and stepped back vigilantly.

The Eight Bitters who fell to the ground slowly got up and walked towards them step by step, and at this time, the Double-Faced God also approached them with an iron chain, Wei Kun reached out to protect Wang Simiao behind him, and held the copper coin sword in the other hand to block the attack of the Two-Faced God, but he suddenly found that the Double-Faced God had four hands, and he wanted to pull out one hand to hold Wang Simiao, and immediately had the upper hand.

On the other side, Fang Cun and Lu Eighteen were obviously also entangled and upset, and the eight bitter begged to be reluctant, no matter how Lu Eighteen angrily scolded and pushed, they were like a wooden man, holding a Mongolian knife in front of them without purpose, and the two-faced god took advantage of their distraction and scruples about the eight sufferings, and took the opportunity to attack, until in the end, Fang Cun had to entangle with the two-faced god alone, and Lu Eighteen avoided the attack of the eight bitters on the side, and from time to time to guard against being bitten by the two-faced man.

"Fatigue tactics, we're already tired, and we may not be able to last long if we continue like this!" Fang Cun said.

But I didn't want Lu Shibai to have bloodshot eyes, and he fought with Baku's fists and feet, and there seemed to be a smile on his face, "I took the magic medicine, and I can hold on for a while." You bunch of trash, hurry up and think of a way! ”

Fang Cun's whip was drawn on the two-faced god, and he found that the blood-red wound would heal almost instantly, so no matter how many whips he pulled, the two-faced god could heal on his own, and continue to entangle with them.

"This little monster is not afraid of sharp weapons at all, so he can only use other things!"

"Yes! My cinnabar didn't even work! ”

Saying that, Fang Cun reached out and touched it on his shoulder, the black cat gradually appeared in the clouds, revealing its sharp fangs, and after stretching his waist, he opened his teeth and claws like the two-faced god and pounced, the teeth bit on the skin of the two-faced god, but he saw that it healed quickly, but Xu felt the pain, the two-faced god stretched out his hand and shook the black cat three meters away, turned around and gave up the attack of the other party, and walked towards the black cat step by step.

The black cat suddenly 'meowed', let out a hoarse roar, the black mist turned into a human shape, and the surrounding ghosts and fairies gradually appeared in the gossip array, the double-faced god stepped into the formation, the ghost fairy began to make the sound of chanting a spell in his mouth, stunned for three seconds, the double-faced god suddenly rotated in place after two circles, suddenly ran into the black cat, a palm hit the black cat's chest, the iron chain accurately wrapped around the black cat's arms and neck, the spell sound became louder and louder, the strength of the double-faced god became heavier and heavier, and finally had to stop the ghost fairy array.

The corners of the black cat's mouth were stained with a trace of blood, turning into black smoke around the two-faced god, only to make it unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and finally bit their necks fiercely with sharp teeth, and tore off a piece of meat with a slight twist of the head. The two-faced god looked up to the sky and wailed, punched the black cat, and then tied the black cat's neck with an iron chain, forced it back, mixed into it, and fought with the two-faced god, but from the beginning of the draw, because of the gradual lack of physical strength and gradually at a disadvantage.

The ghosts and fairies suddenly opened their eyes and entwined the two-faced man in it, and the four hideous and thin arms in between them struck back and forth among the ghosts and immortals, and the black mist was hidden in the dark night, but it was strange and terrifying.

The ghost fairy tried to tear at the flesh and skin of the two-faced god, but found that it could heal on its own, and even if it lost a piece of flesh, it would grow back in the fastest time.

And the two-faced god had a strange softness, sliding between them like a snake to hide, so it didn't take long for the ghosts and fairies to take over.

Fang Cun was anxious in his heart, turned his head and saw the Mongolian knife in the hand of the Eight Bitters, stared a few steps forward, subdued the Eight Bitters to the ground, and tied his hands behind his back with his clothes, snatched the Mongolian knife, drew a blood stain in the palm of his hand, and then held the bundle of fairy whips, stained the whip rope with blood, and raised his hand to draw towards the two-faced man, not surprisingly, the wounds on the two-faced gods did not heal quickly this time, and judging from the strength of their struggle, the degree of pain was hundreds of times more than just now.

Fang Cun smiled slightly, jumped up out of thin air, the whip did not hesitate to pull down to the two-faced god, which hit the skin and flesh of the two-faced god and left a blood-red wound, just when he thought he could solve the two-faced god, the soft whip was suddenly held, the front section emitted a burst of gray smoke, Fang Cun struggled a few times, but helplessly the whip was tightly held in his hand by the two-faced god, the last arm, instantly threw him out of a hundred and ten distances, turned his head and whipped him, Fang Cun only felt like the wound was burned by fire, I couldn't help but wail on the ground, and repeated this a few times, when suddenly there was a hot flow in my chest, and blood spurted out of my mouth.

Lu Shiba, who was on the other side, also folded his hands and half-closed his eyes, and said silently:

"Erlang Zhenjun is in front, the Lord of the Stove is behind, Hu Huang Chang is sitting in the middle of the army, and he is pointing to the front of the thousands of troops entering the battle!"

As he was talking, Hu Huang Chang Python slowly appeared behind him, and many horse immortals followed.

The Hu family wore armor, held a military flag, like a double-faced god in the direction of a finger, there were many immortals rushing up, but the double-faced god held a square inch of bundle of immortal whips, and many immortals were seriously injured when the whip fell, and finally the four major sect leaders entered the formation more and more, entangled with the double-faced god, and the black cat also followed, five people folded their hands, standing quietly in the formation, the original god held a weapon and the double-faced god fought before the thousand armies.

"The Hu family's Qinglong Glaive Knife, the Huang family, please play the spirit number. Seven Star Array, Wolong Bridge, Liuding Liujia Heaven and Earth Shake, Thousands of Troops and Thousands of Generals are arranged, and the Ten Absolute Formations are out of the Spiritual Trick. ”

Lu Eighteen lowered his head and meditated silently, the fox fairy in the army actually consciously set up the Seven Star Array, the Wolong Formation and the Liuding Liujia Array, the soldiers were opposite, and the two-faced god was a little overwhelmed for a while, and the last ten absolute formations made it even more injured.

Seeing this, Lu Eighteen calmed his breathing a little, and said slowly:

"The golden light array, the five lantern gods, the snake python then set up the army array, the two Yi dust extinguished the six gates, and the door of life and death was determined."

When the words fell, the snake python came up in response, and as soon as the military formation came out, the snake python was wrapped in the middle, and the sharp fangs could be seen when he opened his mouth while spitting out the letter, and looked at the two-faced god vigilantly.

But I didn't want to, the sedan chair not far away suddenly made a 'bang' sound, like the sound of people beating wood, and the two-faced god trapped in the formation suddenly announced that many spirits were conjured up, and they were entangled and fighting with the horse fairy.

"Knock...... Knock knock ......"

With the difference in voice, the attack power of the double-faced god is getting heavier and heavier, and the movements are becoming more and more keen, Wei Kun on the other side has been covered with bruises, and the copper coin sword in his hand is full of his own bloodstains, and finally because the blood stains are too thick, blocking the aura of the copper coin sword, all the copper coins burst open instantly, as if scattered around, Wei Kun jumped up and hung in the air, confronted the two-faced god, and the Buddha pestle behind him suddenly turned.

The Buddha head above exuded a dull Buddha name, and the Buddha pestle began to appear dazzling golden rays, and before he could make any movements, a little boy who looked seven or eight years old suddenly broke in not far away, and the boy walked through the sedan chair, walked in front of them, and stared at them with clear eyes.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

The two-faced god suddenly made a 'gurgling' sound in his mouth, and when he saw that he was about to open his mouth and show his fangs and fly towards the boy, Wei Kun secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly turned over and ran to the boy's side, pulled the person down, turned his head and threw the boy to Wang Simiao.

"Watch him!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to block the attack of the two-faced god, his arm was red and swollen, and the wound was covered with blood, dripping on the ground with a 'snap' and 'snap'.

After fighting a few times, Wei Kun suddenly caught a glimpse of the boy in Wang Simiao's arms not far away, stared at him for three points, and kicked the two-faced god away.

"Is it the Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice, as long as you exchange your life for your life?"

Wei Kun turned his head and shouted at the great god of the palanquin of the god Taishan.

But I didn't want to get no response this time, and the attack of the two-faced god did not mean to stop, the copper coin sword was broken, and the Buddha pestle behind him did not collect all 999 Buddha heads......

Thinking of the girl who was still lying on the bed at home, like a dead person, Wei Kun hesitated and turned his head to look at the boy, who was being hit in the chest by the two-faced man, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

Wang Simiao climbed to Wei Kun's side with the boy in her arms, lowered her head and helped him up worriedly, but she didn't want Wei Kun to lie on the ground and face the sedan chair of the god Taishan, and continued:

"Since as long as it is life for life, then I do have a soul in my hand to give you."

As he spoke, he glanced back at the child, and without hesitation, he put his palm on the top of the boy's head, and with a little force, gray smoke emitted from the middle of his fingers under the palm, and the boy suddenly began to cry and struggle, his face was flushed, his original white and tender skin was getting more and more yellow, his eyes were sunken, and his cheekbones were prominent.

Seeing this, Wang Simiao gasped, as if she had sensed Wei Kun's intentions, took the boy into her arms, turned her head and knocked Wei Kun's hand away, her face flushed in anxiety, and shouted:

"He's still a kid! It's innocent! ”

"Innocent? The one who broke into this formation! There is no innocent! If he doesn't die, we'll all die!" ”

Wei Kun's green muscles bulged, and he yelled at Wang Simiao, "Put away your compassionate heart!" When we all get out alive, you can purdue whoever you love! It has nothing to do with me! ”

As he spoke, he withdrew his hand, raised a wisp of blue soul in his palm and said to the god Taishan, "This is the soul, exchange this soul for us." ”