Mr. Yoon was sitting in front of a screen in front of a table with a piece of Silla paper on it, and he was holding a pen and drawing on it.

He painted a terrifying demon with a blue face and fangs.

His speed was very fast, and in an instant, a blue demon jumped onto the paper, he grabbed the paper, threw it into the air, and the paper burned brightly, turning into a two-meter-tall ghost in mid-air, holding a huge axe in his hand, and slashing at several people.

A pen also appeared in the hand of the iron-masked judge, but it was not an ordinary pen, but one of the eighteen ancient martial arts of the Yanxia Kingdom-the judge's pen.

He brandished the judge's pen and faced the devil's axe, and the strange thing was that there was a local sound, and the devil's axe actually cut his judge's pen in half.

How can it be!

He was shocked in his heart, the judge's pen was a mid-level spiritual weapon, how could it be cut off by a drawn demon.

The demon let out a sinister laugh and slashed at him with an axe again.

He could only dodge.

He dodged and struck a bolt of lightning, but the demon didn't notice it, as if it was tickling it.

His attacks were all ineffective!

How is this possible?

"Judge, it's an illusion!" Bai Zhou's voice suddenly came, "This is his spell! He is able to create extremely real illusions! This demon doesn't exist, and your judge's pen hasn't been cut off, so don't believe you're looking at your right hand!"

The iron-masked judge lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw that the severed judge's pen was still intact in his hand.

He immediately understood, stopped looking at the fierce ghost, and killed Mr. Yin who was sitting opposite.

Mr. Yin's heart is on fire, that woman is such a bastard!

How she knows everything!

Mr. Yin threw the pen and picked up a music box from the side.

When I opened the music box, a doll in a white dress popped out of it.

The doll's skirt was splattered with blood, and it was a blood stain that matched its height.

It's like this doll used to be a real person, she was splashed with blood, and then turned into a doll in a music box.

The music played, it was a weird tune, and if it was used to dub a horror movie, it would definitely win an award.

Listening to this song, everyone will unconsciously chill all over their bodies.

And the doll danced.

The Iron-Masked Judge felt a wave of dizziness, and the Judge's pen stopped halfway.

Ying Zhao originally rushed up, but at this time, he stumbled and almost fell.

The magic sound pierces the brain!

Listening to the music in the music box, several people felt a churn in their minds, as if a big fish was going crazy in it.

Blood was running down their nostrils, and their faces turned red.

On the 19th, she ran the divine consciousness cultivation method that Bai Zhou had taught her, resisted the attack of the music box, and walked towards Mr. Yin step by step, every step seemed to be one step closer to the fire, and the blood all over her body seemed to be roasted by fire, and blood gushed out from her seven orifices.

A cold and sinister smile appeared on Mr. Yin's face.

A group of boys who don't have any hair and want to fight him?

Joke!

What if they block the exit? Kill them all, and he will be able to go out.

The doll in the music box was originally beautifully made and particularly beautiful, but as it turned more and more circles, its face also changed, becoming extremely hideous, as if it would turn into a demon at any time.

The situation of the 19th and the other three is getting worse and worse, as if it will burn at any time.

Just when Mr. Yin thought that he had won the game, suddenly there was a "boom" sound behind him, the wall of the house collapsed, and a figure rushed up, slashing with a knife, stabbing sound, the screen was cut in half, and the knife qi also fell straight to the back of his head.

Mr. Yin was shocked, how did she know that the only area that this music box could not cover was behind her?

For this reason, he deliberately sat here, and deliberately used painting to confuse the other party, just because he didn't want the enemy to guess this!

Fortunately, he reacted extremely quickly, and he dodged the knife with a flash.

But the knife fell, slashing at the music box.

Click!

The knife was like slashing at a person's body, and it made a sound of blurred flesh and broken bones.

The music box was chopped up, and the puppet's head rolled off, and bright red blood flowed from the fragments.

No. 19 and Ying Zhao suddenly felt a lightness on their bodies, and the burning sensation disappeared at once.

They wiped the blood from their faces, their eyes full of anger.

"Yin Luming!" The iron-masked judge's eyes burned with anger, and the judge's pen in his hand slammed into the ground.

Rumble!

The ground cracked and spread to Yin Luming's feet at an extremely fast speed.

Yin Luming flew up, and a sharp big knife appeared in his hand: "Even if you don't use supernatural items, I can kill you!"

The iron-masked judge was the first to rush forward, and the two were equal in strength, with No. 19 and Ying Zhao assisting on the side.