The fire enveloped the demon bishop, and his flesh and blood burned all over his body.

Soon, a skeleton appeared in the sight of several people.

The skeleton is still moving!

Without flesh and blood, the Demon Bishop is not dead, and he is holding the scepter of power in his left hand and wearing a ring on his finger! And the holy sword in the right hand! 、

Without flesh and blood, the strength of the Demon Bishop has decreased, but most of his strength is still there.

So, I only saw the skeleton of the demon bishop holding the holy sword to kill!

Zhou Yang took advantage of his body to regain consciousness and hurriedly dodged.

Father Jia suddenly burst out, and the icon pendant of Jesus pierced directly into the eye socket of the demon bishop!

And a magic sword instantly stabbed into Father Jia's abdomen!

Father Jia sneered, and actually broke all the fingers of the demon bishop, and the holy sword fell to the side with his body!

Seeing Father Jia like this, many people are probably moved.

But Zhou Yang knew that Father Jia's goal was the demonized holy sword from the beginning, or the magic sword was more suitable.

Seeing that the magic sword was out of his hand, the demon bishop gave up chasing Zhou Yang, because the icon of Jesus in his eye socket had a great impact on his perception.

The icon of Jesus was purifying his mind of demons.

The process is incredibly painful!

The demonic bishop crouched down and pulled out the icon of Jesus from his eye sockets.

But the bones of the hand touched the icon of Jesus and began to smoke.

By the time the icon of Jesus was pulled out, half of the demonic bishop's head had been burned to black coals!

Zhou Yang seized the opportunity and threw a demonic fire seed into the demon bishop's eyes.

A terrifying demonic fire instantly ignited in the skull.

"Roar~~"

The demon pulled out the icon of Jesus and was immediately invaded by the demonic fire into the skull, and the pain was so great that it was temporarily incapacitated.

At this moment, Father Jia pulled out the magic sword from his body, raised it staggeringly, and slashed at the neck of the demon bishop.

Sparks fly!

The magic sword did slash into the demon's neck, but Father Jia was almost out of oil and had no strength to continue.

In the end, he could only stagger to the side, panting for air.

Not surprisingly, this injury took twenty minutes to die, but the process was very painful.

Liu Qingqing had no choice but to get up again, and poured out dozens of milliliters of psychic blood, and Zhou Yang's demonic fire also fell at the same time.

Demon fire envelops the demon bishop.

Every inch of the demon's bones is being scorched by demonic fire, and the pendant of the icon of Jesus is being eroded.

Wang Lin rushed forward with a helmet in hand at this time, and a helmet smashed directly into the Demon Bishop!

Bang!

The demon bishop's fiery head rolled on the ground and fell into the corpse oil, burning even more vigorously.

The demon's skull opened and closed its mouth and let out a scream, and the parts of its body staggered to its feet, trying to pick up its own head.

It's a pity that Zhou Yang won't give him this opportunity and just throw him down!

Bang!

Skeleton on the ground!

The skeleton of the whole body is all scattered!

Bite!

A ring rolled to the side, right at Bai Ju's feet.

Bai Ju hurriedly picked it up.

Zhou Yang's face froze, and Bai Ju looked at Zhou Yang with a cold face, very vigilant.

As for the demon's scepter, it just fell at Liu Qingqing's feet, and she picked it up with an expressionless face.

Zhou Yang looked at Father Jia lying on the ground again, and planned to walk towards Father Jia.

But at this moment, a white light flashed, and Bai Ju's head was cut off.

The ring in his hand rolled to the ground and landed next to a corpse.

The corpse held the ring directly and stood up.

"Duanmu Changfeng!"

Zhou Yang was very surprised.

【Ding! Plot Update! 】

Seeing the new plot, Zhou Yang knew what was happening.

"Hehe, fortunately, there is a stand-in puppet of the Daomen, otherwise this time it would be terrible!"

Duanmu Changfeng proudly put the ring on his finger,

At the same time, looking at Father Jia and Liu Qingqing on the side, his eyes revealed disdain.

Now, whoever is still his opponent, all the high-level curse artifacts are his.

In this way, he has the confidence to participate in high-level scripts and become a high-level actor.

You know, there aren't many high-level magic weapons that even high-level actors have, and he will have a wand, a magic ring, and a magic sword!

If it weren't for the fact that the cloak was burned by Zhou Yang, otherwise his combat effectiveness would be dead.

Therefore, he glanced at Zhou Yang with cold eyes.

Then he walked towards Liu Qingqing, the current Liu Qingqing's psychic blood was consumed, and he planned to kill Liu Qingqing first.

And now there is still a moment in the plot, as long as he kills a few people in the play, these people cannot be recovered.

Otherwise, when the plot ends, the injuries of several people will all recover, and it will be difficult to do it at that time.

"Hehe, you mediums are extremely proud, but your pride has come to an end today!"

Duanmu Changfeng likes to conquer these arrogant spirit mediums, but neither Warmth nor Liu Qingqing is interested in him.

Liu Qingqing looked at Duanmu Changfeng with an indifferent face.

"Did you dump you with warmth and feel unhappy?"

As soon as Liu Qingqing said this, Duanmu Changqi's face turned hideous.

I saw him holding Liu Qingqing's head with both hands, facing everyone.

Just when he was about to break Liu Qingqing's neck,

Bang!

The scepter in Liu Qingqing's hand smashed directly into Duanmu Changfeng's crotch.

Zhou Yang didn't expect this classical beauty to make this move.

In short, this practice is unknown, but it hurts!

Duanmu Changfeng's face turned red, and he was so angry that he directly kicked Liu Qingqing away.

The huge strength made Liu Qingqing fall into the corpse oil all over the ground, embarrassed.

Liu Qingqing simply threw the scepter towards Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang subconsciously took the scepter, but what he ushered in was Duanmu Changfeng's fist.

Zhou Yang dodged, but turned around and saw a flying sword coming! He was stabbed directly in the arm.

The scepter in his hand was thrown not far away by Zhou Yang!

Duanmu Changfeng naturally picked up the scepter for the first time!

At this point, he was given the scepter and the ring!

Immediately, he looked at Father Jia who was about to burp viciously.

At this moment, Father Jia can be said to be living like a year, and he can't wait for the plot to be contacted quickly. qδ

However, there are still dozens of seconds left, and he has no ability to resist at the moment.

He could only watch Duanmu Changfeng pick up his magic sword.

Duanmu Changfeng's body trembled with excitement.

But soon, Zhou Yang suddenly appeared behind him and directly stopped his waist and fell!

Duanmu Changfeng only felt that his body was in close contact with the ground.

The scepter and sword are dropped, and only the Ring is in hand.

Zhou Yang directly pinched Duanmu Changfeng's fingers, but Duanmu Changfeng planned to clench his fist.

Boom!

"Ah......h

Duanmu Changfeng screamed!

Because Zhou Yang directly broke off his two fingers and took off the magic ring smoothly.

【Ding! End of play! 】

And at this moment, the plot is over.

The crowd recovered quickly from their injuries.

Duanmu Changfeng got up angrily, the scepter was snatched by Liu Qingqing, and the magic sword was snatched by Father Jia.

Wang Lin didn't grab the high-level curse weapon, but Bai Ju, an old actor, got the magic weapon by him, which was a short sword, which belonged to a high-quality middle-level curse weapon, which was of better quality than his helmet.

Now, Wang Lin can be regarded as having the means of protection and attack.

In the past, protective helmets were used as a means of attack, which was too shabby.

Therefore, Duanmu Feng in this drama has nothing to gain except death gold, and he is the biggest loser