"What if I don't borrow it?" The old man also looked at Fang Hong, although every god had incredible power, but he also relied on it, and he was not afraid of Fang Hong. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info even Fang Hong was able to come here this time, it was also his deliberate plan.

"If you don't borrow it, then grab it, can you still stop me?" Fang Hong raised his eyebrows indifferently, to be honest, this group of people in front of him can really be said to be old, weak, sick and disabled, and it is really difficult to stop him.

"My Heavenly Mandate Division has existed for a hundred years, and no one has ever been able to break through, even the gods, and it is no exception!" the old man's waist straightened a little, and his voice became excited. When he said this, his face was extremely serious, and he was obviously not joking.

"Then I'd really like to give it a try. Fang Hong's eyes seemed to be provocative. Take a few steps forward. And the old man smiled, since this god wanted to die himself, then send him on his way.

"Click. Just as Fang Hong took the first step, a crack suddenly appeared in a room in front of him. It was only when the cracks appeared that he noticed something special about this room.

This house, the whole body is made of stone, but it has been painted with a layer of brown paint, so that Chad looks no different from the wooden houses around it.

"Bang. The cracks widened, and the stones on the top of the room kept falling, and a huge roar came from inside. Fang Hong's eyes were like electricity. Through the crack, he saw a huge figure entrenched in the depths of the dark room.

"Bang bang bang. The sound of vibrations continued to be heard inside, as if someone was beating a drum or smashing a wall, and just listening to such a movement made people nervous.

The sound of shaking grew louder and louder, and suddenly, one of the walls of the room was violently knocked down, and a huge figure one foot tall jumped out of it.

In the depths of Fang Hong's eyes, there was a hint of shock. The one-foot-tall body is like a hill. This thing looks like a human, but its body is covered with purple patterns, and on its arm, a chain the thickness of a human leg is entwined, one end is dragged to the ground, and when it moves, it makes a crisp sound of gold and iron.

Even Fang Hong's temperament was so shocked, and the rest of the people were even more unbearable. Those few scholars who had never practiced martial arts, their eyes were dull one by one, how could there be such a monster in the world, and they still lived near themselves. If this thing gets out of control one day, won't he and the others have to be killed?

"Go, djinn. "In the old man's hand, I don't know when, a bell appeared. With a slight shake, the huge body suddenly opened its eyes.

His eyes looked like they were made of gold, and they looked extraordinarily luxurious, but at the same time, they were full of metallic coldness and indifference.

"Kill him!" The bell in the old man's hand shook suddenly and became a little faster, and the giant spirit quickly took a big step and rushed towards Fang Hong.

In the minds of many people, they think that if they are huge, their speed will become very slow, but this shortcoming is not seen in the djinn at all. Not only is his speed not slow, but also surprisingly fast, and his movements are as agile as a monkey.

"Whew. The giant spirit jumped up, raised his hands high, and smashed down towards Fang Hong with all his might. His weight base is here, and if he jumps so high, then the power of this blow can be imagined.

Fang Hong's eyes were slightly solemn, and he took a step forward, and he couldn't stop retreating. The opponent's strength is too domineering, and there is no possibility of hard resistance at all, even Yang Jingye can't catch it.

No matter how high Yang Jingye's cultivation is, he can only exert his strength by relying on his flesh and blood and muscle strength. All power comes from the flesh. No matter how high his skill and realm were, he couldn't have such terrifying strength.

"Bang. The djinn slammed into the ground. He still had a thick iron chain wrapped around his hand, as if he were holding a shocking hammer, and a huge crack was immediately smashed open in the ground.

The violent wind, the corners of Fang Hong's clothes that were blowing, and even his soul couldn't stop shaking.

"Such a terrible force, it is not something that can be stopped by man. Fang Hong felt the majestic impact, and his eyes narrowed slightly. However, his attention quickly fell on the old man on the side.

Although the power of this monster is strong, the key to control lies with this old man. To be precise, it should be the bell in the old man's hand.

This monster called the djinn itself does not have much intelligence, it is equivalent to a puppet, and the real power is the person who controls the puppet.

When Fang Hong's eyes looked over, the old man returned a smile. His limit is approaching, drooping and old, looking like a soft persimmon, and anyone, as long as he is not blind, will know that he is the door. As long as you kill him, the djinn will naturally have no way to deal with it.

It's just that others can think of it, can't he think of it?

Fang Hong's eyes flickered a few times, and suddenly, his body moved, and he quickly rushed towards the old man. Wang Ke's physical fitness itself is not bad, and with the blessing of his divine power, his speed is even faster. A group of scholars, only to see him turn into a cyan shadow, and in an instant, he crossed a distance of several zhang.

"Mountain Chief, be careful!" Although everyone was afraid of the monster called the djinn, they could also see that this djinn was in league with them, and they were not worried about hurting themselves. Now their real enemy is still this mysterious man. When they saw that this person was going to attack the mountain chief, they exclaimed one after another.

"Bang. Fang Hong slapped it over and slapped it down fiercely. His palm was infused with divine power, and he slapped down with all his strength, and he could even crack the stone.

However, he slapped it with his palm, and the old man was still standing still, as steady as a Taishan stone. Fang Hong's heart was secretly surprised, this old man really had a back hand, and he couldn't even move him.

Fang Hong's palm slapped on the old man's body, not like it was patted on the flesh and blood, but like it was slapped on a piece of gold and stone, which was extremely hard.

"It's a talisman. His eyes were very sharp, and he could vaguely see that the old man's body was flowing with a faint brilliance. These brilliances flow erratically, turning into countless fine veins. After Fang Hong's palm left, the veins gradually dispersed.

"I didn't expect that you, a Confucian scholar, would actually use the talisman of the Taoist Gate, it's really funny. Fang Hong took a few steps back. He also saw the matter of the talisman in the books of the Taiping Temple. This was especially common when Shinto was still alive. It seems that something that can exert such an effect should be something like a vajra talisman.

Thanks to the old bookworm classmates for their 1,000 coin reward, touch the big