"Thank you for the previous Gaotoutuo thing." Chen Wanhe continued: "In addition, if you have news about He Jun, tell me as soon as possible!" ”

At the beginning of the Buda Mountain, the short-headed Tuo stabbed the high-headed Tuo, He Jun moved, and Wang Qianchen also moved. Later, He Jun sent Gao Toutuo to the hospital, and contacted Chen Wanhe, estimating that he bragged about his merits.

Wang Qianchen was like Spiegel in his heart, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"By the way, let me tell you one more thing, experiments have proved that this thing can't protect against mental attacks." Chen Wanhe stepped on the rain sword, turned around and flew away.

Gao Tou Tuo nodded at Wang Qianchen, and jumped on Fat Tou Tuo with Thin Tou Tuo, and a big meat ball immediately flew into the air.

At this point, the Tai Chi sigil was in Wang Qianchen's hands.

Wang Qianchen thought that the Tai Chi sigil could resist all attacks, but under Chen Wanhe's reminder, he knew that the spiritual attack was ineffective. So when Wang Qianchen dared to face the snow waves alone during the avalanche before, and found that the snow waves flooded his feet, but the Tai Chi rune did nothing, he knew that all this was an illusion.

There was also Hu Di'er playing the flute for the first time, the wind blade was whistling in the sky, Wang Qianchen rushed up alone, and the Tai Chi rune did not come out to protect the body, so he understood that this was the second layer of illusion, so the head of the Golden Eagle King was cut off, and the arms and legs of the Black Bear King were broken, and he was indifferent.

In the illusion, the Tai Chi sigil just has no effect.

That's why he became Hu Di'er's lover, and he wanted to coerce the other party to withdraw the illusion and fight in the open.

It was also thanks to Hu Di'er who was confident enough in her own strength and didn't want to see Wang Qianchen "spoil" her lover that she agreed to this deal.

……

Tianshan Mountain, Wangyun Peak.

With the Tai Chi talisman seal to protect the body, even though the wind blade was everywhere, Wang Qianchen was unscathed, and quickly rushed to Hu Di'er's body.

Onigiri reads a book

Hu Di'er reacted and wanted to step back, but it was already a step too late.

Wang Qianchen raised the demon slashing knife and slashed it down with a fierce knife, and Hu Di'er's chest was open for a while, and blood splashed everywhere.

Hu Di'er is not dead, after all, he is the strength of the Turbulent Realm, and the defensive power of the Turbulent Realm should naturally not be underestimated. But this knife seriously injured him after all, Hu Di'er quickly retreated, his face had become pale, and his body staggered, blood stained his red robe, dripping through the white snow, and dotted with stars.

Wang Qianchen rushed forward again.

Hu Di'er instinctively raised the flute and blew it again, this time blowing more intensively, like a storm, and countless wind blades wrapped Wang Qianchen again.

But, no, no, no.

Tai Chi Fu Seal Protective Body, Wang Qianchen was fearless, rushed to Hu Di'er again, and slashed down with a knife.

Two knives in a row, and both of them were fatal parts, Hu Di'er finally couldn't bear it, and her body fell weakly in the snow.

Looking at the top of the cloud peak, snowflakes fluttered one after another, covering Hu Di'er's red body.

He tried to get up and struggled several times, but he couldn't, and instead of staining a large patch of snow. Hu Di'er lay on the ground, snorting and panting, still holding the flute tightly in his hand, and on the back of his hand, the bone joints were clearly distinguished.

Wang Qianchen stared at his hand.

"What are you looking at?" Hu Di'er is as angry as a gossamer.

"Beware of you suddenly touching out a small jade bottle and releasing a monster at the peak of the Turbulent Realm......" Wang Qianchen was extremely familiar with this scene, and it was impossible not to be on guard, and while walking towards Hu Di'er, he observed his movements, ready to stop him at any time.

"There is no small jade bottle, and there is no spirit pill......" Hu Di'er lay on his stomach in the snow, dying.

"Then why did you give your life to the [Liberation Society]?" Wang Qianchen became more and more puzzled.

He said...... He can resurrect the little fox ......" Hu Di'er seemed to know that his life was short, and he asked what to answer.

The little fox is naturally his lover who has been dead for many years.

"You believe it too?" Wang Qianchen frowned, Hu Di'er is a demon emperor after all, there is no reason to be so easily fooled......

How long have they been dead!

"If you've seen his supernatural powers, you'll believe it......" Hu Di'er sighed softly.

Wang Qianchen was speechless for a while.

Although he has not yet seen the evil god, through various events and signs, he has seen his power. First of all, the spirit pill is not something that ordinary people can make; Secondly, the top youkai everywhere are under his control, which is enough to make people shudder.

Song Chongjian said that he was a god of Great Xia.

No wonder Hu Di'er believed it.

"[The Restoration Society] is unlikely to succeed." Wang Qianchen raised his knife and said slowly, "We will stop him." ”

Then, the knife fell.

Hu Di'er's head fell to the ground, black smoke rose from his body, a huge nine-tailed red fox showed its true appearance, and the head that rolled to the side also turned into a fox head.

His eyes were closed, and his posture was very serene, as if he had a feeling of "finally this day".

With a "bang", the bricks rushed out for the first time, pounced on Hu Di'er's body and desperately sucked blood.

"I didn't come out to help just now, but now I'm quite active, huh?" Wang Qianchen couldn't cry or laugh.

"I can't help, this kind of uphill monster, coming out is to hold you back!" The brick sucked in and muttered in his mouth.