The desolate crying faded away, and I slowly crouched on the ground, sweating on my forehead, as if I had collapsed.

Using the purple talisman is my greatest ability at the moment, and this kundi talisman has almost exhausted my body.

I finally understood how big the gap was between me and these veteran masters, like my father, who was almost endless in power, and I didn't even see him when he was exhausted.

And I, often after a fierce attack, is the posture of resting vegetables, just like at this time, I was drained of a large part of my strength by this purple rune, and now it is basically the end of the strong crossbow, I feel that with my current strength, being able to use two purple runes is my greatest potential.

On the ground, the word 'mouth' formed by the purple talisman had not completely disappeared, and the ghost pig looked at me extremely angrily: "Huh? Bastard! How dare you stop me? Die! ”

The nail in his hand slammed down on my head.

I was shocked, this bastard didn't seem to simply want to shoot me to death, I saw that there seemed to be a sly look in his two blood-stained eyes, he thought?

This bastard, he wants to nail me into a ghost pig with a corpse nail!

I saw the dark red blood still bubbling above his head and felt extremely explosive, of course I didn't want to be like him, I reluctantly rolled to the side, the dark sword in my hand at his corpse nail, 'ding', actually swept away the ghost pig's corpse nail.

My father laughed: "Hahaha, ghost pig, I thought you were so powerful, it turns out that you are just a water dish now, even my son can take care of you, you still dare to make a big fuss?" ”

I said in my heart that I could clean up a fart, and after blocking this one, I was ready to hit the street, and I was completely out of shape!

But the ghost pig didn't seem to know that he was tired, and he was still jumping around.

The ghost raised his head and roared: "Ou Chuqun, no matter what you say, you will be defeated after all, I will devour you all, and you will recover, even if the master who can graft your soul for you comes, I will not be afraid of him!" ”

As he spoke, he had already shot at me again and again, and a few successive corpse nails hit me in the head.

And my father was also reluctant, the golden light on his body had already dissipated, and now he was completely relying on the layer of mist emitted by the dragon to resist the filthy blood droplets on the corpse nail.

After a few moves, both me and my father were exhausted and out of breath, and it seemed that we really couldn't withstand the attack of this ghost, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before we were devoured by him.

I felt a little sad in my heart, and at the same time, I suddenly thought of a person, Chao Youxi, what is he doing?

It's all this time, our two are desperate, what is this guy doing?

If you don't come up to help, it doesn't matter, at least you have to find a way to get out, right?

Thinking of this, I turned my head to look for Chao Youxi's figure, but I saw him there, dancing!

This bastard is dancing again!

He was dancing the last time he dealt with the Silver Corpse, and this will make us both desperate, and he's still dancing!

Does he specialize in dancing for a living? Whenever others are desperate, he dances to help out the fun?

There was no anger in my heart at this time, only a helpless thought with a wry smile.

My father, will he look away! What use can such a person have! And we are still trying our best to protect him again and again, and at this time, he is still dancing?

Well, well, I'll admit that I'm glassy, I just think I've been here for so long and he hasn't made a move a little frustrated, I know he's using a spell, but it's just a little longer to activate.

But that's a long time, isn't it?

We're all going to hang up!

Look at my father, he was hit on the arm again, and he grinned in pain.

Hey? He also has times when he bared his teeth?

No way! The turtle son of the ghost pig has completely shifted his goal now, and the big iron nail has lost its sharp head, but it still slams down on the top of my father's head again and again.

Neither of us could withstand this guy's crazy blows, and I found that this ghost pig seemed to be in a state of madness, the red blood on the top of this bastard's head was splashing everywhere, and we had to avoid his unknown blood and resist his attack, this pressure was not ordinary.

Fortunately, my Ning family's physical skills have been perfected, and my father is not to mention, I learned it from him.

And this ghost pig seems to be desperate to kill the two of us, and the more he fights, the more crazy it becomes, and the two of us gradually can't support it.

The point is that this ghost pig has been holding back for I don't know how long he has been on the other side of hell, and the whole thing is chattering, while whining viciously waving his broken nails, while roaring: "You two give me death, die!" Die! ”

This resentment is as if our father and son have offended him.

I was angry with this bastard, and I scolded while beating: "Phew, you are not a ghost, you are not a corpse, you don't want to stay in hell, climb up and find a smoke?" I think you're a hillbilly who has never seen the world, and you want to win against us? You don't look at what kind of virtue you have. ”

As if he had been hysterical, the ghost pig suddenly stopped, his eyes glazed over, and a stream of blood rolled over his head, and then he closed his eyes.

I was stunned, and the dark sword in my hand took advantage of its weakness to pass over.

Seeing that I was about to be pierced in the heart of the ghost, my father grabbed me, and his whole body retreated rapidly.

"Such a good opportunity, why pull me? Let me kill him. ”

I shouted upset.

My father slapped me in the head: "Shout fart, don't run yet, it's going to have a seizure." ”

Seizure, what's going on?

I stared at the ghost pig and saw him standing there, unmoving, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him!

Even if he had a seizure, I would have poked the dark sword into it, and the girl would have died a long time ago.

Before I could let go of this thought, I saw the ghost pig raise the iron nail in his hand high and slam it down on the bloody hole above his head.

The bloody scene of 'poof' made my scalp tingle, and I didn't even dare to look at it, but I still couldn't help but watch it.

I saw the top of the ghost pig's head, after the corpse nail was nailed in, it slowly sank downward!

With every inch of sinking, the ghost's body would tremble, and a large cloud of dirty blood would burst out from the top of his head.

This picture is so bloody that I don't even dare to look at it.

My father pulled me back and said, "This is blood exchange, once all the blood in his body is nailed out, it will be the time when he will truly become a ghost!" ”

What the? It's been a long time, and this isn't a real ghost? So how powerful is the real ghost pig?

My head was as big as a fight for a while! R1148