I don't know how many laps I reversed in the air, but I felt a little dizzy anyway.

Except for Nobita, everyone was silent.

Nobita's kid was very excited, shouting happily: "It's so exciting, this is many times more exciting than any roller coaster." ”

This was only the first sentence I heard, and the rest of it was basically inaudible, because the spinning speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that the sound was blowing in the wind.

As we revved faster and faster, the black blood on the ground boiled faster and faster, and the tumbling bubbles emitted a thick smoke, like a completely boiling cauldron, and the smoke was not hot, but cold, icy and piercing.

Nobita seemed to be muttering again about how appropriate it would be to wear the cotton clothes he had brought with him, all of which had been discarded.

I completely expressed one hundred and twenty convincing to Nobita, even if people are on the neck of the knife holder, they are still interested in laughing and telling jokes with you, what is this called? Facing life and death calmly?

He's not that tall, he's heartless, brainless, just a fool.

The black blood on the ground continued to steam, and countless blood-colored liquids splattered out, floating in the shape of water droplets, gradually touching our suspended bodies, but each time they fell under our feet.

I looked down at Ning Badao, and found that around him, a thin layer of golden light enveloped him, allowing those blood drops to fall on the light mask, and then slowly slid down, falling back into the blood gossip again.

With the passage of time, I found that the black blood on the blood gossip was slowly disappearing, with Ning Badao as the center, the clean ground everywhere was returning to normalcy, and the earthy yellow soil and the Yin Hong-colored soil appeared alternately, indicating that our formation had been carried out for most of the time, and after all these black blood dissipated, it would be a success.

I looked at Ou Chuqun again, and I saw that Ou Chuqun's forehead was also sweating, and sweat was running down his cheeks, but he didn't care, and continued to wave the dark sword in his hand, helping us speed up the spell.

Although he looked serious, his eyes wandered, as if he was constantly on the lookout for something.

Suddenly, I saw a figure appear from behind Ou Chuqun.

The figure was wearing a red cotton jacket with a floral cloth, a small red flower on his head, bright red trousers, and a wide red cloth shoe.

She appeared behind Ou Chuqun so suddenly, as if she was standing there in the first place.

The moment I found this woman, Ou Chuqun obviously found him too, and the dark sword in his hand thrust back without hesitation, heading straight for the woman's front door.

The woman lifted her face and smiled horribly, almost knocking me out of the retrograde gossip array.

It was an old woman's face, shriveled skin, thin neck, pale face, a pair of eyeballless eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eye sockets, all the way down the miserable white neck into the red cotton jacket.

Is she Sister Hua? Where is there such a beautiful face in the story?

This image is so terrifying that we close our eyes one by one after discovering her existence.

After smiling at Ou Chuqun, the woman reached out and grabbed the dark sword.

Ou Chuqun's brows furrowed even more, but he still didn't stop, but continued to grab the dark sword and pierce it, as if everything was in his expectation.

The woman didn't dodge, but reached out a hand and grabbed the dark sword.

Ou Chuqun frowned, withdrew his dark sword, and a purple talisman in his hand went straight to it.

The woman sensed the breath on the purple talisman, and actually put her hands together and pinched a hand.

As soon as I saw it, I knew that this was the authentic Taoist way of tricks, called Baolian Xianghua, with her one hand into a lotus platform, and the other hand into a lotus-shaped pinch, her hand that became a lotus turned into a lotus pod in my field of vision, holding the spell of the purple rune, and then shook it fiercely, completely tearing the spell apart.

I went, and before I saw the power, I was torn apart like this? It's a purple spell, I don't know how much it's worth!

But Ou Chuqun didn't seem to be distressed at all, reached out and took out another purple charm, pinched a sword trick again, and pasted it.

The woman continued to pick up her shriveled palm, pinched another hand, and applied the purple spell again.

This woman's hand is extremely flexible, the fingers are loose wrists, the wrists are full of chest, the program is entangled, the rings are tightly linked, and the trick is lucky, and the changes are endless.

Thoroughly showed me the essence of Maoshan technique.

Ou Chuqun is purple charms one after another, endlessly, every time one is destroyed, there will be a heart of the charm, I don't know how many purple charms he carries, but looking at his bulging pockets, it seems that he can't exhaust it, and he can't use it up, and he is extravagant to the extreme.

I was dumbfounded, where is this fighting method, is this burning money, okay? I even blame my grandfather for scolding you bastard, in the blink of an eye, I don't know how many purple charms that don't know the price of the geometry are just gone.

With Ou Chuqun's move and the woman's fighting method, our retrograde gossip array was obviously much slower.

My grandfather was in the air, and with a loud shout, he took out a silver charm that surprised me, bit his middle finger, and drew a series of symbols on the silver talisman, and then threw it, and the silver talisman suddenly fell on the black pillar below, and firmly attached to it.

Then I saw several silvery-white lines emerge from the silver symbols, encircling our bodies all within the thin lines.

I didn't feel anything, but I felt that the speed at which my body was turning faster, and the speed at which the black blood vapor on the ground was transformed was back to the speed when Ou Chuqun was presiding over the formation.

The only one who felt the pressure should be Granny Yun.

Her natal ghost looked irritable after feeling the silver-white thin line, and almost wanted to break free from the restraints, Granny Yun's face was pale, and her lips kept squirming, as if she was reciting her magic trick to control the natal ghost, and one after another mantra appeared, comforting the two natal ghosts.

The charm is already extremely damaging to ghosts, not to mention the silver charm.

Granny Yun was consuming her own life force to bear that kind of damage, and ordered the two natal ghosts to stand and resist the two gates of gossip to the death, the purpose was to let Ning Badao get out.

Seeing that there was less and less blood on the ground, and the area of yellowed soil was getting bigger and bigger, the blood-colored gossip became a piece of blood in the east and a piece in the west under our concerted control, and slowly disappeared.

Sister Hua, who was fighting with Ou Chuqun over there, also noticed that something was wrong on the ping field, and suddenly pinched a 'Pantuo' trick in a row to resist Ou Chuqun, and pinched a 'Double Piercing Mountain and Dulong' trick, and the figure immediately disappeared to the ground.

'Double Crossing Mountain and Dulong' represents the signal of entering the ground and crossing the mountain, indicating that it is brave to intercept and pursue.

Although I don't know Maoshan technique, I have read various ancient books, and I am still familiar with the use of hand tricks.

Seeing this trick, my scalp is cold, no, she's coming! R1148