Later, the old man didn't know what spell he used, and suddenly struck out a palm out of thin air, and the Taoist priest snorted, and was involved in the whirlpool, and then was thrown to the shore by the whirlwind with a whoosh, and rolled in front of me and Liao Bufan. Both of us were startled, only to see that the Taoist priest was motionless, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was no longer alive. Although the old man had no choice but one strong opponent, due to the force of the shock, the internal injuries seemed to be even more serious, and blood spurted wildly in an instant. The board took the opportunity to attack, and for a moment, the fist-shaped palm shadow pressed towards the old man like a mountain and a sea. The old man danced his fists and tried his best to block them, but in the end, due to old age and decay, he was slapped one after another, and vomited blood. Liao Bufan and I couldn't help but sweat for him, and secretly worried in our hearts: "In such a fight, even if you don't die under the palm of that board, you will die of blood loss." After fighting for a while, the board suddenly shouted, and with a move through the clouds, he went straight to the old man's heart. The two of us were frightened to ourselves, and there was a bang in the ground, and Liao Bufan and I were in a trance. I saw that the whirlwind, the old man, and the board were all fixed in the air. The two of us were shocked, and when we looked closely, we saw that the whirlwind was still spinning slightly, but it was extremely slow, as if it had escaped into another time and space, and it was difficult to detect it if we didn't look closely. When I looked at the board again, I saw that his cloud-piercing hand was also moving slowly, stepping into the old man's chest, no more than an inch apart. But I don't know when, the old man has already sent out a move and two dragons to grab the pearl, straight to the plate inch eyes, although there is still a foot away, but the speed of travel is more than twice as fast as the board inch. Although the travel of this inch distance is only a fraction of a second, in the hearts of the two of us, it is suffocatingly long. Dozens of seconds later, the old man's two fingers had reached his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his face. The plate cun looked frightened, and the cloud-piercing hand tried his best to push forward. After another five or six seconds, the old man's two fingers had been slowly inserted into the eyes of the board inch, and if he only had to push forward another half inch, the plate inch would inevitably burst into his eyes, and even die through his brain. At this critical moment, Liao Bufan and I didn't know whether to be happy for the old man or sad for that board, because no matter who wins, the loser must be miserable. The two of us were hesitating to ourselves, when suddenly we snorted, and a sharp sword peeked through the old man's right chest. The whirlwind immediately resumed spinning, and the old man let out a miserable cry, blood spurted wildly, and fell from the air. I saw a figure appear in the hurricane behind him, holding a long sword, with a cruel smile on his face, it was the Taoist priest who was killed by the old man's palm. When the two of us looked at it, it was really empty, but we didn't know how the Taoist priest flew over and seriously injured the old man without knowing it and unknowingly under our noses. ”

"That Taoist priest is not dead?" the thought was very surprised.

"Yes, not only did he not die, but he stabbed the old man with a sword. ”

"I can't believe that this Taoist priest is so insidious!

Then the two men jumped out of the whirlwind, and the whirlwind ceased. In hindsight, that whirlwind should have been the secret of the exercises performed by that plate inch. The Taoist priest pointed at the old man and said, "Old fellow, as long as you are willing to hand over the Demon Soul Mirror, we will spare your life." The old man was silent, as if dead. But the two men were very shrewd, and they winked at each other, and slowly approached the old man. When he was nearly a few steps away, the Taoist priest threw the long sword in his hand and pinned the old man's left leg to the ground. The old man still didn't move, the two of them looked at each other, their faces were worried, and they slowly moved forward, secretly concentrating on guard. Suddenly, the old man shouted, his body burst out, and his palms went straight to the middle acupoint of the two of them. Unexpectedly, the two of them poofed, and the green smoke curled, and they disappeared. The old man was startled, but he couldn't close his momentum, and there was a loud bang, and seven or eight big trees in front of him were all broken by the force of his palm. At this moment, the two of them appeared on the left and right, and hurriedly took the old man's shoulders. The old man sighed, seemed to sigh, seemed to regret, took advantage of the momentum to move forward, and suddenly a round magic mirror filled with black smoke suddenly appeared in front of him, and jumped in with a pop, and the person and the magic mirror turned into a wisp of green smoke and fled to the shore of the West Lake. The two of them were stunned, like shadows, and rushed towards the green smoke, splashing along the lake, with a rustling sound, and disappeared in an instant. ”

I only heard the thought: "I only hope that the old man will turn evil into good fortune and escape the clutches of the devil." ”

Fan Wuwu said: "At that time, Liao Bufan and I also thought the same. But not long after the two of them chased out, there was a sudden thunderstorm in the sky, and with a bang, an object fell in front of the two of us, it was the old man who was suitable for talent. ”

"Didn't he run away?" the thought seemed like a big surprise.

"Yes, this trick was unexpected. ”

"And then?" said the thought.

Fan Wuwu said: "We were stunned, and after a while, we saw that the Bancun and the Taoist priest did not chase after us, so we stepped forward to visit." The old man was already dying, and he only supported himself in one breath. Liao Bufan picked up the old man, and I planned to run to the shore to support the boat. The old man coughed suddenly, gasped, and said, 'No...... It's not going to help, I'm ...... There is a secret book in his arms, called "Demon Soul Mirror". You guys...... Hide it properly, and don't fall into the right ...... In the hands of those two, they should not be private...... Cultivate, otherwise there will be no ...... disaster' Before he finished speaking, his body sank and he went, and what he said was Chinese. ”

"What is the Demon Soul Mirror?" the thought asked, his voice very flat, but the point of thought above Fan Wuwu's head became unusually clear, and it was obviously very eager.

"It's an extremely evil and domineering martial arts book. Fan Wuwu said.

Ye Chongxin said: "Finally got to the point. At that moment, he rubbed his body forward, and the plan in his heart stopped, as soon as Fan Wuwu confided the whereabouts of the "Demon Soul Mirror", he would wake him up. Because he vaguely felt that this Fan Wuwu was by no means a big villain, although he was not very sure, but this hypnotic person had other plans, but he was sure.

The thought continued, "You two will ...... later Cultivated?"

Fan Wuwu sighed: "Later, we still couldn't resist the temptation, and each cultivated a part. ”

"Is it really evil?" Although the thought was self-restrained, the voice was faintly trembling.

"Yes, this book is really weird and unpredictable. All the misfortunes that have befallen me afterwards are due to it!" Fan Wuwu said sharply, his voice full of hatred.

"Is it because you have not grasped the essence of the book correctly that you have caused disaster? The thought said.

Ye Chongxin said: "This demon has finally begun to extract the content of the book. ”

I only heard Fan Wuwu let out a long sigh and said: "Maybe it's because of my reckless qualifications, and I have never been able to appreciate the essence." ”

"Do you remember what the book says?" the thought flickered and agitated.

Ye Chong lightly bumped Fan Wuwu's waist as a warning.

Unexpectedly, Fan Wuwu's body shook violently, and his whole body trembled, as if he was dying and cramping.

Ye Chong was shocked and said secretly: "Could it be that this collision hurt him?"

The thought snorted and said, "You...... What's wrong?Why are you so nervous?" Then the light flowed, and it circled along Fan Wuwu's head.

Ye Chong hurriedly retracted his head. The point of light seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly swam down its back, like a poisonous snake, staring at Ye Chong without moving.

Ye Chong was also motionless, his heart pounding.

At this time, Fan Wuwu had gradually regained his composure, and said to himself: "I don't know what's wrong today, my waist is always itching." ”

The point of light was still not moving, and said, "Where is the waist?"

Fan Wuwu said: "The lumbar spine is there." ”

The point of light turned slightly to the lumbar spine and said, "It's the Moon Palace Cold Ant, I'll help you bounce it off." Immediately, a point of light seeped into the lumbar spine.

Fan Wuwu's spine straightened, and he groaned softly, "It's much better now." ”

The point of light circled around the waist again, and when it went around the lumbar spine, it suddenly wanted to probe out again.

Ye Chong was startled, and his head shrank sharply, so that he avoided the detection of the point of light.

The point of light stopped and observed for a while, and then like a long snake, it slowly climbed above Fan Wuwu's head and said, "You can think about the content of the book again." If you have any questions, read them to me, and maybe I can help you. ”

"I ...... I ......" Fan Wuwu recalled vigorously for a while, but finally sighed and said hatefully: "This book hurt me so hard back then. Alas, I blame it on the spur of the moment, and I actually burned it with a fire. It's been twenty years, and I can't remember it now. Between the words, it seems to be very disappointed.

The thought comforted him: "It's been twenty years, you can't remember it for a while, that's ordinary, you can say as much as you can remember." ”

Fan Wuwu nodded, and memorized some words vaguely.

Ye Chong didn't dare to remind Fan Wuwu anymore, but he thought that these words were lost and unclear, even if they were obtained by that demon, it would be fine.

The thought was silent for a while, and the light pulsed brighter and faster, obviously angry and excited, but finally subsided. After a while, he said, "Okay, you've done your best today." Now I'll count one, two, three, and you'll wake up slowly. When you wake up, you'll forget everything about today. After speaking, he counted three counts, and the points of light hovering over Fan Wuwu's head disappeared little by little.