The little madman suddenly appeared, no one expected it, not only Leng Tianxiang was stunned, even Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment, the short knife in his hand was still slashed out, a bloody light flashed, the little madman was cut out of a huge hole in his back, and the flesh and blood flew up, but he still hugged Leng Tianxiang, wow wow cried: "Senior brother, senior brother, don't kill my father, don't become a ghost and kill my father......"

"It's you waste again, I see that I spared your life in the face of Master's teaching, and you dare to do something bad to me, are you really reluctant to kill you?" A cold light flashed in Xiao Lin's eyes, and he reached out to grab the little madman who was trembling and screaming, and raised the knife in his right hand to kill him.

Wang Xiaohu's eyes were split, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he shouted: "Don't kill him!" Xiao Lin was unheard, he was already a ruthless man, human life was worthless in his eyes, and he didn't care about the life and death of these people like ants, he grabbed the little madman with his left hand, and stabbed the little madman with a short knife in his right hand into the heart of the little madman.

The little madman was still trembling, as if he couldn't resist anymore, with a horrified look in his eyes, Xiao Lin's knife stabbed into his chest, and his ears could hear poof! With a sound, pink smoke suddenly rose, and Xiao Lin smelled the aroma of peach blossoms in his nose, and his expression was suddenly in a trance.

The next moment he saw his mentor, Shi Lang, the mentor who had adopted him, raised him as a son, and taught him illusions, the old man who told him that he couldn't use illusions to make a profit, the master he had killed with his own hands on August 15.

"Master, Master, how could it be you, aren't you dead?" Xiao Lin couldn't help but retreat. After all, he is still a person, facing the master, there is a little guilt. But soon he felt that something was wrong, he fell into the illusion, and hurriedly condensed his spirit to crack it, and the next moment the little madman who transformed into an old man suddenly shook his hand, and an extra paper cutter came out of his hand, and slashed towards Xiao Lin's throat, blood splashed everywhere. At the critical moment, Xiao Lin took a step back, then covered his throat and looked at the little madman in surprise.

The little madman's eyes were shining. Where is there still a little crazy appearance, calm like a lone wolf on the grassland, staring at the prey in his eyes, without a trace of pity. There is only a strong hatred. Xiao Lin finally understood that his little junior brother had been pretending to be crazy,

After his master got drunk, Xiao Lin used illusion to transform into a ghost, and killed him while the master was stunned. He was moved by compassion for a moment so that he didn't kill him, it turned out. It turned out that he had been pretending to be crazy, and he had been waiting for this opportunity, one that could kill him.

But ten years ago, the junior brother was only nine years old, and a nine-year-old child could make a decision in such a short period of time and pretend to be crazy and stupid for ten years...... What kind of person is this? No wonder the illusion he used could conjure himself, what kind of mind this is, and what a terrible person!

But his strength was still a little weaker, although he cut his throat, but it didn't hurt his throat, and in an instant, Xiao Lin also decided to show weakness, his feet staggered back, his eyes were open, and he pretended to be incredible, and said, "You...... You've been pretending to be crazy! ”

The little madman's face was hideous, and he stepped forward, and said coldly: "When I kill you, there is time to catch up with you!" The short knife in his hand stabbed down on Xiao Lin's chest, the little madman can not be said to be ruthless, not decisive, not to talk nonsense with Xiao Lin at all, he has waited for ten years, waiting for this opportunity, in the face of his father-killing enemy, it is really not easy to remain calm and not talk nonsense.

The little madman knows that unless Xiao Lin is dead thoroughly, don't underestimate him at any time, Xiao Lin is a poisonous snake, cunning, treacherous, and ferocious poisonous snake, but the little madman is still careless, he thought that even if his knife did not cut the vital point, Xiao Lin could not fight back, but he didn't expect that he would go straight up, Xiao Lin suddenly got up, the weird angle was quite tricky, fast and ruthless, kicked the little madman to the ground, the hand covering his neck suddenly raised towards him, blood burst out, and the whole world suddenly changed.

"The sea of blood is surging! Your damn dad must not have taught you this hand, this is what I found from his body after his death, little junior brother, accompany your damn dad and die together! In the hideous words, a huge sea of blood appeared in front of the little madman, and countless unjust ghosts and lonely souls floated in the rolling sea of blood, one by one struggling and roaring from the sea of blood, and then they all became the same person, it was a middle-aged man in his forties, with an elegant temperament, very similar to the appearance of the little madman.

Everyone was looking at the little madman, his eyes were full of pity and expectation, he stretched out his hand to the little madman endlessly, the pupils in the little maniac's eyes shrank suddenly, and his face showed a painful look, he knew that this was an illusion, his father's figure gave him nowhere to escape, he hurriedly condensed his spirit to break the delusion, too many phantoms were already approaching, he knew that one of them must be hiding Xiao Lin, but he couldn't know which one was.

"Child, my child, how are you doing, Dad misses ......you very much" Every phantom was saying the same sentence, cold sweat broke out on the little madman's forehead, countless phantoms stretched out their hands, and when they saw that they were about to touch his body, a familiar spell suddenly sounded in his ears: "Qingyang Qingyang, belongs to the left." There is a true essence on the top, and a spiritual light on the bottom. The Tao is solid and true, and the water is wonderful. Infuse the body and mind, and the Dharma wants to act. I am reciting today, and the Tao is melodious. Haste as the law......"

The curse is called the mantra of purifying the body and mind, which is recited by Wang Xiaohu, how many times Wang Xiaohu wants to stand up to help the little madman, but he is seriously injured, his lungs and intestines are seriously injured, and he can't move at all, watching the little madman fight with Xiao Lin, the moment the little madman falls to the ground, the short knife in Xiao Lin's hand slowly stabs the throat of the little madman, the movement is not fast, as if he is afraid of disturbing him, Wang Xiaohu can't do anything, he is anxious, and recited the mantra of purifying body and mind, hoping to wake up the little madman.

For more than a year, Wang Xiaohu has taken care of the little madman like a brother, Wang Xiaohu's voice was heard in the ears of the little madman, and it carried a familiar warmth, and his heart suddenly became clear, and the sea of blood suddenly dissipated in front of his eyes, and then he saw Xiao Lin's hideous face, but he was half lying on the ground.

Staring at Xiao Lin's eyes, a clear light shot out of the little madman's eyes, Xiao Lin's hand suddenly stopped, and the paper cutter in the little maniac's hand suddenly swung out, cutting the artery of Xiao Lin's right hand with the knife.

Yes! With a strange scream, the short knife in his hand fell suddenly, Xiao Lin couldn't imagine that the little madman could still fight back, the little madman rolled on the spot, dodging Xiao Lin's short knife, but Xiao Lin still flicked it, blood splashed, the little madman was in a trance in front of his eyes, and the sea of blood appeared again in front of his eyes, and then, Xiao Lin emerged from the sea of blood and stabbed with a knife.

The contest of illusionists is a contest between Chinese magic and solution, it depends on whose skill is deeper, whose illusion is more powerful, the little madman has been practicing illusion for ten years, but it is still not as good as Xiao Lin, who has been practicing for more than 20 years, a trance, enough for Xiao Lin to kill him, the little madman's body stiffened, and it seemed that it was impossible to dodge, but at this time, the condensation that had been lying still suddenly moved, and a turned over and grabbed Xiao Lin's legs with both hands.

Condensation is pretending to be dead, he is also looking for the best opportunity to contain Xiao Lin, he finally waited for this opportunity, Xiao Lin's body was stunned, under Wang Xiaohu's spell, the little madman immediately came to his senses, the same instantaneous kung fu, Xiao Lin can kill the little madman, and it is enough for the little madman to kill Xiao Lin.

The little madman's arm stretched forward, and the paper cutter was inserted into Xiao Lin's throat, Xiao Lin's eyes were wide open, he couldn't believe that it was the little madman who killed him in the end, and with a hard kick of his feet, he kicked the condensation out, and then staggered back two steps, but the little madman was unforgiving, and punched the paper cutter on Xiao Lin's throat.

Xiao Lin barely had a breath to hold on to not die, if the little madman hit the paper cutter with this punch, there would be no strength to support, Xiao Lin is worthy of being the most powerful illusionist in the world today, to this point, he still has the strength to flash back, avoiding the little madman's inevitable punch, a punch hit the little madman's temple, the little madman stared at the ground and fell to the ground, and then Xiao Lin kicked him away, tore off the military uniform on his body, and there was a row of explosives inside.

Xiao Lin's eyes were hideous, it was obvious that he wanted all the people here to be buried with him, no one could have thought that Xiao Lin still had a back hand, Xiao Lin was fierce and treacherous, it had reached the point of no return, seeing him trembling and pressing the switch on the explosive, Leng Tianxiang suddenly turned his head and said to the repentant fallen angel on the side: "It was that sinner who prevented the Lord Jesus from coming to earth again, he!" You should live forever in hell. ”

John, the fallen angel, instantly turned his eyes demonic and blood-red, and suddenly moved, and the two black wings on his back brought him to Xiao Lin like a ghost, grabbed his hand, and hissed: "You sinner who murdered the Lord, you heinous Judas!" Come with me into an eternal hell of darkness. ”

His wings suddenly burst into flames, and the entire laboratory space writhed irregularly, John's two black burning wings enveloped Xiao Lin, and Xiao Lin's body suddenly burned at this moment, screaming bitterly, the fallen angel John and Xiao Lin had become two fire men, which were the flames from hell.

John looked up and prayed aloud: "Our Father in heaven, let your name be magnificent, your kingdom come, and your will done, on earth as in heaven." Give us our daily bread, and forgive us our sins, just as we forgive those who have sinned against us. Do not lead us into temptation, but save us from all evil......"

A huge void appeared beneath his feet, and below him was a raging sea of fire, and John fell with Xiao Lin ...... (To be continued......)