"You are not my opponent when you are alive, and you will be used when you die, forget it, for the sake of you and me, I will give you a coffin, no money. ”

As he spoke, Duan Liang picked up the bone knife and slashed towards the ghost tree.

The sound of the flute sounded, and at some point, a man with a black robe with a Buddha face stood on the head of a snake on the pavilion and played a sad tune.

"The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me. I don't know when I will ...... to me."

The ghost tree held the handleless sword, and stabbed towards Duan Liang with the accompaniment of the flute.

The bone knife stalled at this moment, and Duan Liang's eyes were glazed as he watched as the sword pierced into his chest.

Wang Anshi's poems, docking boats in Guazhou, how can anyone sing here?

The ghost tree looked up at Duan Liang, slowly drew his sword from Duan Liang's chest, turned around and walked to the pavilion and lay down, and continued to sing a small song: "The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me......"

The wound healed rapidly, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the bridge of Duan Liang's nose, and the corners of his mouth were trembling.

Duan Liang frowned and looked at the black-robed man standing on the head of the snake and playing the wooden flute.

How can it be?

Could it be that he is also a traverser?

How is this possible?

"Do you hear the sound of the spring breeze?"

The black-robed man put down the wooden flute, and a mechanical sound came out of his throat, which was like the collision of metal, sharp and piercing, not like a human voice.

"This song is a song of the South Wind Society. ”

The black-robed man jumped out of the pavilion and walked in front of Duan Liang, wanting to reach out and touch Duan Liang's shoulder.

At this moment, the bone knife in Duan Liang's hand moved, and the black-robed man's head and body were separated and fell towards the ground.

The sound of the bell is the sound of metal hitting the ground.

Duan Liang fixed his eyes and saw that where was the human head, it was clearly a bronze head.

This is a puppet, a metal puppet, Duan Liang reacted instantly.

The puppet bent down and picked up the head that had fallen to the ground, and a mechanical voice came out of the head: "You're unfriendly. ”

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

Duan Liang snorted coldly and said expressionlessly, but his palms were full of sweat, which was too surprising to him.

Was it really just an accident?

Could it be that people from two worlds can write the same poem?

"Are you pretending to be a god? So who is pretending to be a god now, you or me, obviously not a god, but playing the role of a god, am I right?

The metal golem lifted its head and slung it around its neck.

"It seems that luring me here is not just about killing me. ”

Duan Liang said with a cold face.

"There's a smell from you, and I hate it. ”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the metal golem's mouth.

Before Duan Liang could react, the metal puppet exploded, and Duan Liang's left hand was instantly shattered.

Burst gold charms?

Worst!

This close-range explosion caught Duan Liang off guard.

At this moment, Duan Liang got into the bone knife coffin.

The bone knife coffin was about to escape the blast area as countless golden chains emerged from the ground and bound the coffin firmly.

The explosion lasted for thirty seconds, and for thirty seconds, three thousand bursting gold runes continued to bombard the bone knife coffin.

"Damn, it's the voice of the Blood Demon, this guy of the Blood Demon has been calculated by him again, is it a partnership with the South Wind Society to calculate me? Damn!"

This was the second time Duan Liang had been bombarded by the Burst Golden Rune.

But this time, the coffin is no longer the original bone knife coffin, but the bone knife coffin that has been integrated into Ying Long's bones.

Coupled with Duan Liang's continuous supply of spiritual power, dragon scales were born on the bone knife coffin, and even three thousand bursting gold talismans failed to blow this coffin open.

It's just that just blocking such a blow consumes all of Duan Liang's spiritual power, plus a thousand faith powers.

The Blood Demon pretended to be captured, and worked with the South Wind Society to calculate against me, and Feng Yiliu wanted to rescue the Blood Demon, but was plotted by the Blood Demon again.

In this case, it all makes sense.

Now outside, the ghost tree that has lost its heart, must be a necromantic vein master who controls him, and the one who controls the metal puppet must be a metal puppeteer.

Being able to kill the ghost tree and control his body, this necromantic vein master must not be simple.

With the use of spiritual power to control my bone knife coffin with metal chains, this metal puppeteer is not an idle person.

It turns out that I was wrong, the bloodfiend just wanted to lead me into this valley yes, kill.

But has he forgotten the rules of the Demon Gate, the Blood Demon?

If you want to challenge the Demon Venerable, you can only go head-to-head, and if you use the power of the outside world, you will be wiped out by the Demon Gate.

Is this blood demon really going to be desperate?

No, the Blood Demon is really calculating, pretending to be caught, luring Feng Yiliu to investigate, and then the Wind Demon Nunnery will spread the news.

In this way, even if I were killed, the Demon Gate would think that I was killed by the South Wind Guild, not his Blood Demon.

If you continue to stay in the coffin, you can only be consumed alive, so take the opportunity to escape!

But the coffin is locked to death by this golden chain, how can he escape?

Suddenly, a dragon roar came from the coffin, and then the bone knife coffin turned into a bone dragon and ripped off the chains and flew into the air.

Duan Liang stood on the head of the bone dragon, gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "Xiao Yi, you get out of here." ”

"Hehe... Yellow Devil, you're dead today. ”

With a red mask on his face and long blood-colored hair flying in the wind, the Blood Demon stood on the pavilion and looked at Duan Liang and said coldly.

Behind the Blood Fiend stood a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in a black robe and wore an impermanence hat.

The woman was dressed in a white robe and wore an impermanence hat.

Their caps of impermanence are embroidered with one word: ghosts.

The black and white impermanence of the ghost pawn, although Duan Liang has never seen it, he has heard of its name.

Black Impermanence is a necromancer who has a dead vein and is good at exorcism.

Bai Wuchang is a water-attribute vein master who is good at using illusions.

It should be this Bai Wu's usual illusion to control Yan Xiu to approach me!

No, there should be one more.

The chains in the sky formed a web of chains in the sky, and a man in golden armor was standing on top of the net, looking at Duan Liang expressionlessly.

This face was unfamiliar, Duan Liang didn't know it, but his intuition told him that this man who controlled the puppet was far more terrifying than black and white impermanence.

Such four masters, plus the ghost tree controlled by black impermanence, want to subdue Feng Yiliu, it is indeed a simple thing that cannot be simpler.

first pretended to be captured, deceived Feng Yiliu, and then lured Duan Liang to come to the rescue, trapping Duan Liang in this valley of death.

It's really good to be thoughtful and calculating.

"Xiao Yi, you are generous! Even the black and white impermanence of the ghost pawn, you have been invited. ”

Duan Liang stood on the body of the bone dragon, his brows furrowed.

"Yellow Devil, who told you to be so hard to kill?

Xiao Yat said.

"Do the ghost pawns dare to take my order?"

Duan Liang looked at the Black Impermanence Dao.

The black impermanence giggled, revealing a mouth full of black teeth, and said sharply: "Money can make ghosts grind, as long as the money is enough, even if it is a god, we dare to kill, let alone you madman." ”