"Bang!"

The long-eared cat was bitten into black gas again, and all it could do was leave a shallow white mark on the snake.

The white crane god is gone.

It does not have the nine lives of a long-eared cat, and its death heralds the end of Shikikami's mission.

In fact, this time the aggregate is also the last life of the long-eared cat.

The demon wolf was covered with scaly wounds, lame on one leg, the white wolf hair that used to be bright was bloodstained, the huge wolf mouth roared, and every time he gasped, there were always wisps of blood.

The hat of the Three Musketeers was broken in half, and there were three sharp swords at his waist, leaving only the last green steel sword in his hand.

However, the other two handles were all inserted into the huge body of the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes, but judging from the vicious appearance of the other party's eight big heads, the injuries were not worth mentioning.

The fifth type of god, the gorgeous dragon robe of the king of Kyoto turned into a beggar's shape, and the crown was shattered into a broken straw hat, but on his iron fists, around half of the bloody severed tail, one of the tails of the eight-fiddled snake was torn off by him.

Ginger is still old and spicy, and the praise of the blue out of blue is more like an encouragement to Nagasaki.

The five gods, dead or wounded, the eight-fold snake still roared with a bloody mouth, and the scene was almost one-sided.

"Brother......

Nagasaki didn't care about the Shikigami dispute in the field, and she gently stroked Hiroshima's back.

The heart of an orphan is always sensitive, and family affection is deeply rooted in the heart, and the deeper it is buried, the more painful it is when life and death are parted.

"Let's go home......"

Teardrops slid down her cheeks, tears and blood outlined endless exhaustion on her pink face.

A girl is a girl after all, and it no longer seems that it matters whether the master is a demon or not, and the death of her brother has filled her heart with sadness.

Holding his shoulders, Nagasaki held Hiroshima in his arms,

And then

She saw a grim smile.

The smiling face of the devil.

......

The starlight emitted was like a giant curtain of starry sky, enveloping the Three Eyes and the Third Venerable.

It looked like the size of the starry sky suddenly expanded, turning into a miniature universe that was more than a foot long.

And the three-eyed and three-eyed Venerable who looks like a young man,

No one was gone.

At the moment when he was wrapped in the expanding starry sky egg, the eyes of endless reincarnation disappeared, and the innate supernatural power was forcibly isolated.

Bang!

Qi Xuance, who was floating in the air, fell to the ground hard.

"Uh...... Ahem......"

The blood overflowing between his mouth and nose made him breathe poorly, but he woke up in pain.

"Grass Mud Horse ......"

In the face of the high-level subspecies demon, the young master of Pingjiang Lane, who was almost powerless to fight back, looked up at the sky and wiped the blood stains on his mouth weakly.

Feeling the memory recovering little by little, Qi Xuance struggled to find a cigarette and lit it with a flame chain.

"Hoo ......"

The tobacco rolled by the old man himself was definitely strong enough, and the spicy taste made Qi Xuance sober up a little.

The starry sky in the sky fell together at an extremely slow frequency, as if they were breathing.

Qi Xuance tried to call his son in his heart, but there was no response.

"It's supposed to be fighting with the little bald donkey......"

The memory recovered like a long whale sucking water, and Qi Xuance finally remembered where he was and who he was.

He is not worried about the eldest son, in terms of strength, the strength of the Third Venerable of the Three Eyes is probably about the same as that of the little mouse, the starry sky can bully the second child, and naturally he can also bully the little bald donkey.

Well...... But Qi Xuance was still a little confused, and he always felt that he had forgotten something.

"Mother's ......"

Qi Xuance looked left and right, and suddenly patted his head and understood, it turned out to be the slightly big-chested kimono Lori, well, and the magic mountain!

"I can't beat the little bald donkey, I can't beat you?"

Qi Xuance coughed up blood again, grinned and lay back on the ground, closed his eyes, and a puff of gray gas slowly swirled out.

......

In the Nagao group, Hiroshima has always been a silly image, and the strength of the third-type god has been cultivated, and it is mainly as a foil for his sister.

But at the moment,

When Nagasaki saw his awakened brother in his arms, he did not have any joy in his heart, but was as afraid as if he had fallen into the abyss.

"Get out of here!"

The familiar eyes have lost their former favor, and they are filled with endless coldness.

Hiroshima or Magic Mountain's body shook, and Nagasaki only felt a strong force break free in an instant, and the whole person was knocked into the cliff.

After years of lurking, the goal of the Magic Mountain is naturally not Nagasaki, but - to recover the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes!

I saw that the whole person of the Demon Mountain turned into a bloody stain, and the huge monster that roared into the air to show off its might.

"Bold!"

Long Tail Yixiu shouted angrily, and with a wave of the token, the seven tails of the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes plunged deep into the void, and the eight big heads shook a little, opened their big mouths, and swallowed the blood in unison.

However, it was unexpected.

The blood stain actually slashed through the air with a terrifying and inexplicable sharp angle turn, avoiding the big snake, and instantly swept towards the long-tailed Yixiu.

The arc was almost unbelievable, and everyone in the long-tail group was stunned for a moment.

Only Kazuhide Nagao is experienced, not chaotic in the face of danger, with white beard and hair, roaring to hold up a thick barrier.

Boom!

The large mass of blood slammed into the barrier, and the barrier shook a few times, but it was still strong, but before everyone in the longtail group could breathe a sigh of relief, the blood stain actually squirmed and seeped in.

"Shadowless Demon Mountain!"

Nagao Kazuhide roared in anger, and at the same time, the Eight Miscellaneous Snake also roared and chased after him.

However, the strange thing is that although the blood stain has seeped through, the barrier is still strong, and the momentum of the Eight Miscellaneous Snake's return to help is blocked by its own barrier.

Rumble!

The barrier was torn apart by the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes, but just across this line, countless blood arrows suddenly separated from the blood stain!

Puff puff!

Including the long-tail show, there is an extra blood hole between the eyebrows of the long-tail group of people.

The corpse fell to the ground in vain, and the dark token fell out.

The host's body fell, the contract was terminated, and the fierce eight-fold snake suddenly rolled up and fled to the sky.

It was originally an ancient monster, and it was enslaved by the way of the god for a hundred years, and once it got out, it didn't even want its face.

But it was fast, and the magic mountain was faster, and I saw that the blood stain pulled out two blood-colored long lines, one shot at the token, and the other chased towards the Eight Miscellaneous Snake, and it was actually to take the opportunity to rebuild the contract.

At this time, the mutation was born again.

But when Nagasaki was about to fall into the cliff, a little gray between his fingers suddenly grew, and between the twists, a figure struggled out.

It's Qi Xuance's clone!

The moment the figure appeared, Nagasaki, whose face was intertwined with various complex emotions, was thrown onto the cliff, and at the same time, he pounced on the changing blood stain of the magic mountain, and grabbed it with a big gray hand!

"Your master beat me badly!"

The blood stain was pulling the eight big snakes and tokens, and when they were caught off guard, they were caught right by the big hands of the gray gas!

As if grabbing a big blood-colored marshmallow, Qi Xuance pocketed the token and smashed it on the ground while lifting the blood stain!

The Demon Mountain roared angrily, and the blood stains changed back and forth, but they couldn't get rid of the gray qi, and Qi Xuance couldn't get rid of it, so he opened his big mouth, revealing two rows of fine teeth and biting it fiercely.

Its fierceness is comparable to that of a mad dog.