In the blink of an eye, the cobwebs tightened, and Suzaku spewed out a ball of fireball, but it couldn't hurt the slender spider silk in the slightest, and she was forced to transform into a human form and be trapped in the web with the king.

The thin monster came closer, stretched its neck and sniffed vigorously on Wang Quanquan, squinted his eyes and said:

"It's really a man, Fan Er and that nerd, thinking about women is crazy, it's not that you are a handsome fairy."

Wang Quanquan looked at the other party coldly, and the one in front of him should be his brother.

Fan Yanda confirmed the identity of the man, and no longer had any scruples, he stood the big gun in front of him and said:

"Boy, not only did you deceive Aunt Xuan, but you also slept with her shamelessly, even if Ben Xian killed you, she wouldn't be able to say anything."

"When will I share a bed with her......"

Before he finished speaking, the monster's backhand was a slap, "Lao Tzu said yes." ”

The monster turned his back and continued to talk to himself:

"My brother and I were born in Montenegro, unrestrained, hungry to eat meat, idle to kill, since she came, relying on Tang Bing's support, this is not allowed or that, the evil cultivator is more decent than his mother.

This time, our brothers invited the old lady from the east, originally to deal with the woman, but they met you halfway, so it just made things logical. ”

As the monster spoke, its eyes flicked to the waist of the king again, and a small scimitar appeared in his hand.

……

Shi Ke can not be humiliated, although Wang Quanquan has the top recovery technique of Jin Buchang, but he is an emperor anyway, if the other party is allowed to turn himself into a eunuch, it will really lose the face of the ancestors of the royal family.

He made a decision immediately, his body suddenly became illusory, getting rid of layers of cobwebs, and the two swords went out of his body at the same time, and the majestic sword qi surged out.

Seeing this, Fan Yanda grinned, and a large spear swept past, and the seemingly rough spear head directly smashed the sword qi.

The spirit quenching sword in Wang Zhiquan's hand flickered, and then disappeared, and the only remaining red sword drove straight into the monster's chest, and the spear in the latter's hand provoked, wanting to swing away the red sword, but when the two collided, the sword body was a little bit transformed into a peach blossom and flew away.

"Red Rain."

Wang Quanquan said a silent sentence in his heart, and the scattered peach blossoms instantly turned into thin blades and rolled towards the other party, and the latter's figure swept backwards, and at this time, a transparent dagger the size of a palm suddenly appeared behind him.

Fan Yanda clearly sensed the determination behind him, his body was slightly sideways, and he wanted to rely on his thin body to escape from the gap between the attacks, but Wang Quanquan refused to let go of this opportunity, and the golden light flashed under his feet, and he forcibly squeezed in front of the other party from the void, and stretched out his right hand to point at the center of his eyebrows.

When he was about to succeed, the void once again stretched out thousands of silk threads to wrap around the king's authority, his speed did not decrease, and he cast the void body spell to skip the silk threads, and his fingers became closer and closer to the monster.

"Hmph, in front of the Holy Void, you dare to be majestic?"

The old man's voice sounded, and the old woman grabbed it in the air, and the spirit quenching sword immediately shattered, and at the same time, there was also a twist around the right arm of the king's authority.

A series of "click" sounds sounded, and Wang Quanquan's entire arm twisted at unimaginable angles, the bones shattered inch by inch, and the arm hung down directly.

He didn't seem to feel the pain, and casually tore off the scrapped arm, and with the flashing of purple and gold light, a new arm was born, and Fan Yanda on the other side looked amazed:

"The stakes are great, and I don't know if your life can still grow after cutting it?"

It was the first time that the virtual body technique of the king's authority had been broken, and the old woman on the opposite side had cultivated to reach the Holy Void Realm.

The Holy Void has touched the threshold of the Holy Spirit, which is also the confidence for them to dare to provoke the Holy Spirit, and the king's authority has been cultivated all the way from the gods to the Mahayana for two hundred years, which has surpassed the vast majority of monks, but in the face of the Holy Void, it is still vulnerable.

In the battle, the old woman has re-covered the cobwebs all around, she saw the flaws in the king's power spell, and slowly tightened the net like a cat playing with a mouse, and the little girl Vermilion Bird could not break through the confinement, so she could only stay in the net and stare dryly.

Wang Quanquan stretched out his hand to touch the slate in his arms, hesitating in his heart, if he asked Aunt Xuan for help, his pretending to be a woman would definitely be exposed, and he might die faster at that time, if he didn't do anything, he would still be dead.

Just as he was thinking about it, Suzaku behind him suddenly exclaimed, "Be careful! ”

Wang Quanquan turned his head in confusion, and in the next second, a transparent silk thread silently crossed the back of his neck, and the scene in his eyes instantly turned upside down.

……

The corpse of Wang Quanquan fell from the sky, and Fan Yanda stepped forward to grab his head and said with a smile:

"Boy, do you really think you can escape under the Holy Void?"

Wang Quanquan's head was removed, but his consciousness was surprisingly clear, he looked at the monster coldly, and did not make a sound.

In the distance, a figure rushed to the scene, and when he saw the king in a different place, he immediately had red eyes, brandished a spear and rushed forward, raising his hand to hit him hard.

Fan Yanda retreated again and again, tied the head of Wang Quanquan to his waist and said:

"Fan Erji, are you crazy?"

"Why did you kill Fairy Zhao?" Fan's ears and eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily.

"I've told you how many times he's a man."

"Fart, you just can't see me."

As he spoke, Fan Erji stretched out his spear again and stabbed at his brother, who was also angered by this indiscriminate fellow, and drew his spear to meet him.

The old woman next to her had long been accustomed to it, and began to meditate and rest, and after a while, her expression suddenly changed again, and she looked down at the headless corpse below.

I saw that Wang Quanquan's body was struggling to stand up in an extremely strange posture, at first it was a little stiff, and then gradually became flexible, and when it was fully up, the upper body was open, and a black mask was attached to the chest.

"Black Shoujiao, you're not dead yet?" The old woman's hoarse voice sounded.

The corpse turned around, reached out and grabbed its ass in a very unsightly manner, and said:

"After so many years of not having a physical body, I've almost forgotten what it's like to be itchy, no, you and I have no grievances, why don't we take what we need?"

"That's not good, if you take away your body, my son will blame me."

The old woman's eyes flickered, her fingers quickly closed, she was not uncommon with flesh, her target was the black mask.

The mask is transformed by the scales of the black head Jiao, which can save a life, although the Holy Void will not be easily killed, but the period of weakness once every thousand years is not something that anyone can survive, especially someone like her who has many enemies.

……

In the face of the encirclement, the black head Jiao raised his hand and grabbed it, and a large number of torn silk threads immediately appeared in the seemingly empty front, and the mask manipulated the body of the king's authority through the cobweb.

The figure of the old woman in mid-air flashed and wanted to stop it, but at this time, the two palms of the headless corpse were together, and the body suddenly expanded hundreds of times, and the speed was so fast that even the surrounding space was squeezed and deformed.

The neck of the corpse was bubbling with black gas, and a big knife condensed in her hand, and the old woman's face changed slightly when she saw this, and she finally gave up the pursuit.

The black head laughed, turned and strode into the distance.

In the rear, the battle between the brothers has come to an end, and the younger brother is worse than the elder brother after all, he was overturned by a shot, and he was punched a few times in the head and face, and he was finally honest.

Fan Yanda walked up to the old woman and said sharply:

"Mother, why don't you leave him, it's just a Mahayana period."

"Hmph, you know a fart, the knife in his hand is an ancient treasure, which can cut off all cause and effect, the black shou jiao has not shown up for many years, I think he escaped from Shura with this thing."

"Then we'll have to keep him."

"Can't stay." The old woman shook her head, "That knife is a relic of the Holy Spirit, and thousands of ancient gods have been beheaded under the knife, do you think you have that ability for your mother?" This head is good, it should be able to refine a good baby, let's just take care of ourselves, don't get involved in the affairs of the ancient gods. ”

…… (End of chapter)