The corners of Wuxing's mouth pursed slightly, and it was an apologetic expression. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Kunlun smiled indifferently, "It's okay." He calmly walked out, took an incense burner from the altar of Hu Zi'an, buckled off the incense ash with his backhand, and walked back with one hand.

Wei Bushu frowned, "I'll come in with someone else." "As he spoke, he had to greet him.

Kunlun stopped him: "They can't take it, I'll come." ”

Wu Xing sensed that something was wrong between the two, "Senior brother, what are you going to do?" ”

Kunlun looked at him, and a solemn composure appeared from his expression. He said two words: "Collect demons." ”

Since the soul lamp became powerful, it seems that he has jumped the line and has nothing to do with himself, but at this time, he walked to Wei Bushu's side, "Master Sheng, this thing is here for your life, and no one can accept it except Brother Kun." ”

Wei Bushu was still decisive, and I took a step forward: "No, there must be danger." ”

Kunlun's deep eyes looked at Wu Xing from the night: "I don't collect demons much, this time I will teach you, study hard." ”

Wei Bushu understands in his heart that in the current situation, only Kunlun has the ability to contain the cat demon without any mistakes, although it is common to fight in a team to collect demons, but the disadvantages of teaming up are there, and it is necessary to ensure that everyone's mind is firm, which is equivalent to lighting up in front of the demon qi with the same number of people.

The demon power of this cat demon is too strong, and the only person who can be foolproof is Kunlun.

Wei Bushu is not good at expression, the apprentice in front of him is no longer the young man full of wild atmosphere at the beginning, and the edges and corners that have been polished for him make it impossible for Wei Bushu not to value his life. Wei Bushu threw the Huangquan blade in his hand to Kunlun, "Be careful." ”

Wei Bushu and Lao Ba both expected what would happen later, and the only person who faced the unknown with a hasty and apprehensive mood was Wu Xing.

I saw Kunlun stab a hole in his wrist with the Huangquan blade, and the blood flowed into the copper furnace. Wu Xing is no longer the ignorant boy he was at the beginning, he understands that he will only choose to take blood on his wrist when he needs a lot of blood, this way of taking blood is second only to the chest cavity, but the last time Kunlun cut his heart for Wu Xing was in the soul array, and now they are in the real world, he takes out real blood. And looking at the volume of this copper furnace, it is definitely not child's play.

Wu Xing's two fists were clenched tightly, and the muscles of his face trembled slightly from the tension. At this moment, the soul lamp that had been spinning for some reason suddenly lost its strength and fell on Wu Xing's chest.

A sharp cat meow tore through the silence in front of him, Kunlun's black shirt was blown up by the wind, and in an instant, there was an extra cut on the fabric on his shoulder that was torn open by the wind.

The air is no longer just an invisible air current, some of which have taken on a silvery white color. Wu Xing smelled a strong smell of blood, mixed with a fishy smell peculiar to cats. The countless undercurrents around him were blocked by Lao Bayi one by one, which was nothing to him, because most of the silvery-white air currents gathered around Kunlun.

Kunlun had his fingers on his chest, his lips twitching but he couldn't hear the spell at all, and he looked like a true god under the myriad silver-white currents of air.

Wu Xing's heart was beating like a broken drum, and his teeth made a "creaking" sound in his mouth, Wei Bushu didn't look at him, and he thought a little distractedly, it was rare for Wu Xing to have this heart for Kunlun.

"Don't think it's simple to collect demons, all you see is its qi shape, its real form is conquering people's hearts at this time, your senior brother has the mental strength that ordinary people can't reach, I've seen powerful demon qi, after conquering the minds of people, it can occupy people's shells for three days, until it completely sucks away all the essence in people's bodies, and after the demon qi leaves in people's bodies, people are no different from corpses."

Wu Xing looked up at him, and the light in his eyes almost burned. "Do you have so much confidence in my senior brother?"

"It's not confidence, but it has to be like this, we have released the cat demon from the coffin, it will not die, we may be able to get out of it, but those villagers who watch the excitement will have to give it cat food. Those who hold sharp weapons in their hands are not good, but they are harmful. ”

Before he finished speaking, Kunlun's shoulder exploded with a blood mist, which was caused by a sharp silver-white air flow piercing his shoulder, Wuxing was almost shocked, but Kunlun didn't seem to feel it at all, he maintained the posture of chanting mantras, his hair and the corners of his clothes were gently puffed up by the wind, and he was full of demonic energy, but Kunlun himself did not have a little murderous aura vented out, if he never knew him, he might have thought that he didn't know any martial arts at all, he was just a Buddha who could only chant scriptures.

It was as if he had bitten the corners of his mouth to bleed, and he heard his own wheezing and heartbeat filling his eardrums at the same time, and his whole face was completely numb.

He remembered that he had proposed to Kunlun to join forces with the Feng family last night, and this morning he had reached out to him for another rosewood box. Wuxing always thought that his senior brother was making a fuss about his caution, but in the blink of an eye, reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

He once thought that Wei Bushu, who was omnipotent, was also powerless at this time watching Kunlun fight alone, and the most terrifying thing was not this cat demon, but the use of cat demons and a village of ignorant people to persecute the hearts of those people who were not familiar with Wei.

Wu Xing's fists clenched tighter and tighter at his side, he really looked down on himself, he was not a strategist-wise Wei Bushu, not a brave and combative rat Lao Ba, not to mention Kunlun who tried his best to stand on the cusp of the storm to resist the disaster, he is now a drag oil bottle that has a powerful weapon but will not use.

The silver-white light flow around Kunlun gradually decreased, but the few remaining bundles were more fast and sharp, Kunlun was like an old monk in a steady state, and he couldn't see the slightest decline, his backbone was like a sword, and there was a kind of domineering in the cold. The blood of the incense burner swirled gently, at the same frequency and rhythm. That's Kunlun's mental strength, he is a powerful person, and he hasn't messed up a bit from beginning to end.

In the moonlight, it was like a sword in the true sense of the word, it slashed Kunlun's arms and shoulders, the skin under the black shirt was already covered with knife marks, and the incense burner slowly calmed down, as if the wind and sword rain outside could not hinder any drop of blood in it.

There was a hideous cat meow in the air, and the heart-rending cry shook their eardrums, and as the cat howled, the silver lightsaber wrapped around Kunlun became sharper and sharper, and the cold sweat soaked through the T-shirt and coat, he didn't want to see Kunlun hurt to any extent.

At this moment, the blood in the incense burner was violent, and Wu Xing was about to shout that it was not good, but Wei Bushu had already blurted out: "It's done." ”

I saw Kunlun's hand rise and fall, and accurately slashed off the silver-white lightsaber, and the blood-stained left and right directly held the light and shadow, and with a terrible cry, a black cat appeared under Kunlun's hand.