Chapter 31: The Floating Massacre

Since Mu Wan'er was allowed to stay outside to help, Liu Yusheng casually put the oil-paper umbrella aside, walked to the open land, and suddenly sprinkled a large handful of incense ashes. The incense ash fluttered in the air, seemingly flying all over the sky, but in fact, it was gathered into a circle, and after falling to the ground, it just surrounded Xiran and the others.

Liu Yusheng slowly walked to the circle formed by the incense ash, and said to Mu Wan'er who followed behind, "Remove the ghost from the wall." ”

Mu Wan'er agreed, didn't ask more, just opened her mouth and inhaled hard, and a black gas visible to the naked eye floated up from Xiran and them, and fell into Mu Wan'er's mouth. Xi Ran suddenly felt that something had changed, but when she looked closely, there was nothing abnormal.

"Liu Yusheng! You brute, what's wrong with you? I'm fighting with you! Xi Ran roared angrily, and rushed up to fight Liu Yu.

Xiran is not a fool, of course he knows that he is not Liu Yusheng's opponent, and he is not hot-headed, he naturally has his reasons for doing this. Since Liu Yusheng wanted to use them as sacrifices, he would definitely keep their lives before the Blood Sacrifice Array opened. At this time, no matter what Xi Ran does, there will be no danger to his life, and he may suffer a little, but compared with his small life, what is the point of suffering a little? Xiran gambled on this, he wanted to take advantage of Liu Yusheng's opportunity to make a dead move, and to have a ruined boat!

Xi Ran's movements looked very stupid, like a reckless man in the countryside who lowered his head and slammed into Liu Yusheng's stomach, but his finger was bitten again at some point, and a drop of crystal clear blood on it was emitting a strange light. Bloody! Xi Ran had already quietly prepared the Blood Demon Spiritual Technique, pretending to be impulsive. In fact, he wanted to give Liu Yusheng a fatal blow!

Even if Liu Yusheng is a great psychic, he has a high-level Yin Spirit Protector. But the Blood Demon Spirit Technique is not trivial, especially Xi Ran has been practicing hard with the Holy Immortal for a long time. The blue blood on his fingertips was extremely powerful, specializing in polluting people's spiritual power. Liu Yusheng fell for Xiran's move, although his life was fine, but his spiritism must be greatly affected, and at the worst of all, he had to take some time to expel the blood on his body. In this way, there is a great chance for Xi Ran, you must know that the Netherworld Road is about to close, if you can't open the temple and take the Buddha bone relics before then, everyone will have to be buried in Senluo Hell.

Although Xiran's movements are hidden, with the help of the body's covering, the blood on his hands is not easy to be noticed. But since it is a bloody spiritual technique, it must not be hidden from Mu Wan'er, who is a blood ghost. But Mu Wan'er was expressionless, and she didn't seem to know anything about Xi Ran's small movements.

It's too late and that it's fast, these words are a long story, but in fact, it's just a flash of light, and Xi Ran hit Liu Yusheng's stomach headlong. As he expected, it hit Liu Yusheng, like hitting a diamond, and smashed his head into pieces. Dizzy moments. Xiran suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Liu Yusheng, and shouted: "Give me death!" Bloody ......"

Xi Ran's two words of "spiritual art" were held back before he could spit out, and what he said turned into a terrible "ah"! Because Liu Yusheng had an ordinary machete in his hand like magic, he cut off his hand with lightning speed. His palms snapped at the wrist. Blood spurted out, and the palm that fell to the ground pressed against the drop of blood, and in a short time it rotted into a puddle of yellow corpse water.

Liu Yusheng sneered and said, "It's bloody. What can I do if you succeed? I wanted to keep you a little longer, since you begged to die yourself. Don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Xi Ran hugged her wrist and screamed loudly, and the blood gushing couldn't stop at all. Liu Yusheng turned his right hand in a semicircle, took out a handful of red cinnabar, sprinkled it on him, and shouted in his mouth: "Fix the soul!" ”

Xi Ran immediately became honest, his expression was dull and his eyes were blank, just like Qu Ranran and Youpo's expressions, although his wrist was still bleeding, he was unconscious. Liu Yusheng snapped his fingers and said coldly: "Prepare for Futu, I want to open the door!" ”

Mu Wan'er was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where is Futu?" ”

"In the umbrella!" Liu Yusheng said dissatisfiedly, "You live there every day, don't you know what is inside?" ”

Mu Wan'er smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, I really didn't pay attention to this, the taste inside is not pleasant, I will sleep as soon as I go in." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, go get it quickly, you can't let Xiran's blood go to waste." Liu Yusheng said with a frown.

However, Mu Wan'er hesitated and said, "I can't break the seal under your umbrella, how can I take it?" ”

Liu Yusheng reluctantly threw out a talisman and said, "Just take this." You also said to stay and help, who are you doing to help? ”

Mu Wan'er turned into a puff of green smoke, staggered to the side of the oil-paper umbrella and reappeared, she held the symbol at the black umbrella and shook it, and then reached out and held the black umbrella in her arms. There was no movement in the black umbrella, Mu Wan'er touched the umbrella for a long time, took out a small black tower, and said happily: "It's here!" ”

"Bring it! Real ink! Liu Yusheng urged.

Mu Wan'er quickly handed the small black pagoda to Liu Yusheng, who placed the pagoda in the center of the incense ash circle, and then put Xiran's bleeding wrist on it. A large amount of blood dripped on the small black tower, and the body of the tower quickly turned from black to red, and then all turned red and then turned black again, and after seven cycles of this reciprocation, the small black tower finally completely turned into a blood-red first-class floating slaughter.

The bleeding on Xiran's wrist was no longer as fierce as it was at the beginning, and it was almost falling down drop by drop, like a faucet that had not been turned off. His face was pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained, and Rao was like that, his expression was still dull, as if it was not his own blood at all.

Liu Yusheng watched Futu change color, nodded with satisfaction and was about to speak, but An Chen and Wu Qiao, who had always been honest, suddenly shouted at this moment and rushed over together. An Chen flew up and kicked Liu Yusheng's head, while Wu Qian slowly walked towards the Red Futu.

"I'll pester him, you destroy that thing!" An Chen shouted loudly.

When Xi Ran first started attacking Liu Yusheng, he wanted An Chen and Wu Poor to act together, but An Chen did not agree for the sake of safety, and Wu Poor was more than willing to do it, he was already dying, and he really didn't have the strength to kill. An Chen's killer nature made him calm in everything and not impulsive, but he didn't expect that after such a delay, Xiran would end up like that.

The blood of the whole body was drained alive, and Xiran's miserable experience made An Chen and Wu Poor Rabbit sad, and Liu Yusheng's attention to the Red Floating Slaughter made An Chen realize that that thing might be the biggest key to this trip. As long as it is destroyed, the gate of the temple cannot be opened, and the blood sacrifice array cannot be held. Maybe it will be difficult to escape death at that time, Liu Yusheng will definitely kill people to vent his anger when he is angry, but in any case, even if he dies, he can't make the enemy happy, let alone become a stepping stone for the enemy!

Liu Yusheng didn't care about An Chen's fists and kicks, and withstood it lightly. An Chen is different from Xiao Baoer, Xiao Baoer has a ghost fetus possession and a psychic blessing, so she can cause damage to Liu Yusheng, and the continuous attacks even make Liu Yusheng powerless to fight back. But An Chen is just an ordinary person in the end, although he is very clever, but the means of killing people are only effective against ordinary people, and he is really not able to deal with a great psychic like Liu Yusheng.

Wu Qian slowly approached the Red Floating Tu, and Liu Yusheng snorted coldly: "Stop him." ”

Mu Wan'er agreed, took off her head, turned into a black wind, and suddenly rolled up Wu Qian and threw him in the air. Wu Poor was half dead, but he was frightened and screamed in the sky. Liu Yusheng blocked An Chen's hand knife and said coldly: "Stop playing, there is not much time." ”

The black wind in the sky howled, swept Wu Qian to the ground, and several black qi rushed into his mouth and nose, and he immediately froze. An Chen was engrossed in attacking Liu Yusheng, ignoring Wu Qian, although it was in vain, he did not give up. He didn't give up these two words in his dictionary, if he didn't make a move, he would succeed, this is his life creed!

Liu Yusheng frowned impatiently in the face of An Chen's airtight attack, then turned around and left his back for An Chen's punches and kicks, he took out a piece of talisman paper and threw it back, shouting loudly: "Fix the soul!" (To be continued!)

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