This moment.

The phrase "little golden retriever" in his head made the Bloodskull Archbishop fall into an extreme panic in an instant.

This unimaginable method of communication convinced Johnson 100% that it must be a divine ploy.

He is the Bloodskull Archbishop, and no matter how strong the Xuandu of Wan Hao is, it is impossible for him to speak in his head like this.

So it can only be gods!

As for the title of "little golden retriever", Johnson doesn't think it's a humiliating title.

After all, that amazingly beautiful god must have been born before the War of Destruction and lived for at least 40,000 years.

Compared with.

He has only lived for more than 2,000 years, and he is at best a naïve child in front of the other party, and it is too normal for him to shout "little golden retriever".

"Rescue must be requested from the Voodoo Master!"

The Archbishop's mind immediately crossed the mind.

No way!

Only the gods can fight the gods!

Johnson fell to one knee as fast as he could, and muttered reverently, "Great voodoo master, your most loyal servant asks for your help." ”

The next second.

A strange force came out of nowhere.

And then there is the phrase: "The price!" ”

Johnson gritted his teeth, put down the bone staff in his hand, and pressed one eye with each hand, unexpectedly gouging out a pair of bloody eyeballs.

The tiny black blood, exuding a rather thick fishy stench, immediately trickled down his cheeks, pulling out two blood marks.

The most amazing thing is that the bright red blood streak seems to have life, instinctively trying to burrow back into the bloody eye sockets.

But a certain force stopped the movement of the blood stains.

The archbishop snorted, held his two eyeballs in the center of his palms as fast as he could, and muttered with great reverence:

"I am willing to offer you a sacrifice in exchange for your rescue ......"

With the sound of this guy's prayer, the bloody eyeballs changed wonderfully.

The inside of the eyeball swelled with strong transcendent fluctuations, and the surface flickered with a strange green light, and the form gradually changed to a glass-like material.

The archbishop's face, which was still fairly white, was wrinkled, and strands of white hair appeared in his golden hair.

Such a big change is like changing from a middle-aged man at the age of forty to an old man at the age of sixty all at once.

It's not hard to see.

This guy is transforming his eyeball by sacrificing his own life source, and then using it as a sacrifice to the gods.

Two seconds later.

The green light subsided.

This pair of eyeballs has completely turned into two crystal clear glass beads.

Johnson's voice also grew old: "Great voodoo master, your servant prays to accept the sacrifice!" ”

For a moment.

An invisible force descended.

The glass beads jumped slightly.

The Bloodskull Archbishop was overjoyed.

The voodoo master is willing to accept the sacrifice!

Finally saved!

The next second.

Johnson's heart was like falling into an extremely cold ice cave.

Because of the staring from the gods, it was withdrawn.

A sarcastic sentence echoed in the cave: "Such a small price is not enough for me to fight against Wan Hao Divine Spirit!" ”

Liulizhu stopped trembling and lay motionless in the palm of his hand.

The archbishop's lips twitched, and finally he didn't say a word.

That's it.

He still didn't understand that the voodoo master obviously had a very deep dissatisfaction with him, so he maliciously played tricks on himself.

As for the reason.

It's not hard to guess at all.

The secret base of the Shoja Prayer Society was suddenly attacked by the gods, and in order to save his life, he urgently prayed for the arrival of the voodoo master.

And a wrong timing of his appearance made him fall into an extremely passive situation, and finally suffered a big loss at the hands of Wan Hao Shen.

It is precisely because of this that the voodoo master holds a grudge against himself.

Johnson let out a long sigh and hung his head deeply, his eyes full of resentment.

The two eyeballs had been gouged out and transformed into sacrifices through the sacrificial ritual, and they could not be put back together.

This means that he has temporarily lost his vision and has become blind.

*

Zhuoan Airport.

The picture shown in the halo screen made Cheng Han have the urge to laugh wildly.

I just made a little joke through the Star Transmission Method, and the Bloodskull Archbishop actually gouged out his own eyeballs.

As for it?!

Cheng Han grinned lightly: "These guys from the Life Prayer Society, from the Priest of Life to the Archbishop of the Blood Skull, are too bold, right?"

"I just scared me casually, but you were either looking for death or reaching out and picking out your own eyeballs!"

He laughed again in his heart: "I heard that people with kidney deficiency are generally timid, so it is better to change the name of the Prayer Society to 'Kidney Deficiency Society'." ”

Subsequently.

The halo collapsed into large points of light, which was dissipated.

Cheng Han didn't pay attention to the blind Johnson anymore, and instead began to check the flaming eagle he was piloting, preparing for the next flight.

That's when it happened.

He heard some strange discussions in his ears.

"During the flight just now, I heard that someone had an upset stomach and almost couldn't hold it and pulled it in his pants, so I thought a toilet should be installed under the seat."

"The toilet will increase the weight of the fuselage, so it is better to reserve a channel to directly discharge the feces and urine, and by the way, you can also lose weight."

"The opening and closing of the passage requires additional control structures, which on the contrary increases the weight of the fuselage, and I would rather sit on the toilet and drive the Warhawk ......"

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth twitched when he heard this.

As a "technical worker", he interjected: "You don't need to go to such trouble, just put a 'greedy vine' seed in your crotch." ”

The so-called "gluttonous vine" is a special plant used by various small spiritual realms to deal with sewer filth.

This is the most convenient and quick solution, carrying an extra seed increases fuel consumption almost negligibly.

Another plane and plane.

Pilots use adult diapers to solve the problem of "people have three urgency" on long-distance flights, and gluttony rattan has the same effect.

One of the pilots immediately objected: "It's scary for the gluttonous vine to drill in the crotch of the pants, in case the vine gets into the fart ......"

The words are not finished.

This person was stabbed in the waist by another pilot, and whispered: "Don't say it, it's the deputy palace master." ”

The discussion, which was still in full swing just now, cooled down in an instant.

Subsequently.

A group of pilots echoed their words.

"This is a good idea!"

"Gluttony is a great idea!"

Cheng Han looked at the pilot who objected and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, as long as you clamp the chrysanthemum a little tighter, the greedy vine won't get in." ”

As soon as this statement came out.

Everyone's face twitched.

Cheng Han said one more sentence: "Gluttonous vine is just an emergency measure, and paying attention to usual diet management is the most fundamental solution." ”

He felt in his heart that it was not a bad thing for some people to be drilled by vines once in a chrysanthemum, and there was no unforgettable experience, so how could he know the importance of keeping his mouth shut?

Cheng Han immediately waved his hand: "Hurry up and work!" ”

A group of people immediately dispersed.

With Cheng Han's current identity, when he said the words "greedy vine", this matter became the final conclusion.

From now on.

Every pilot must carry a greedy vine seed in his pocket, or in his crotch.

*

It didn't take long.

Everything is ready to go.

Hundreds of Flaming Eagles have been overhauled to confirm that there are no mechanical failures and the fuel tanks are filled with high-efficiency fuel.

In terms of Zhuo'an Airport, the smart Xuan Array was immediately activated.

Batches of flaming eagles were quickly ejected into the sky, and then lined up in a neat queue and quickly swept into the distance.

Next stop - Corning Little Spirit Realm.

Another minute passed.

This group of planes cruised at supersonic speed, leaving the airspace of the Little Spirit Realm and skimming into the seemingly endless void.

Cheng Han glanced back at Tianye, which was getting smaller and smaller, and plucked the strings of his soul with his mind.

"Buzz!"

The string tremble has a unique charm.

Cheng Han silently recited: "Enter the predetermined place and prepare to start hunting!" ”

The Bloodskull Archbishop was so frightened that he gouged out his eyes, and the source of his life was also consumed a lot, and his strength was seriously reduced, which could be described as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The response came immediately.

"Understood!"

"Follow your will!"

Cheng Han's gaze turned to a halo hanging in front of him.

The illusion in the center shows the figure of the Bloodskull Archbishop, but the image looks a little blurry.

This is the result of a combination of factors.

On the one hand, the visual observation of the right person captures the correlation is relatively weak, and on the other hand, this person still has the protection of a strong hidden power.

In another four to five hours, the power of the Hidden Will completely overwhelm this connection, and it will be impossible to locate the Archbishop's whereabouts.

Cheng Han muttered in his heart: "You must pull the target correlation into the 'Secret Spirit Map' before you can launch an over-the-horizon attack, but the power of the Secret is an obstacle. ”

Just now, a Netherworld tried to draw a secret spirit map, but when the spirit pen was drawn to the archbishop, all the points of the pen drew were crooked lines.

I have to say.

The power of the Hidden is a very powerful and extraordinary power.

Cheng Han made a slight deduction and sighed lightly: "It seems that it is impossible to kill the archbishop without damage." ”

Halo in the picture.

It shows a complex of buildings lined up one after another.

This is one of the four cities in Zhuo'an's Little Spirit Realm - Bering City.

The "rat hole" where the Bloodskull Archbishop is currently hiding is located in a secret room deep underground in one of the buildings.

Over there, it should be one of the back roads left by this guy.

"Buzz!"

The strings flutter again.

Cheng Han silently issued an order: "Disperse the irrelevant crowd and solve it quickly!" ”

This is the first time that I have tried to kill a Xuandu-level powerhouse, and if it can be decided in a battle, it will be an extremely significant matter.

"Yes!"

*

Bering City.

Western.

A residential area.

A tall figure in overalls, carrying tools for repairing water pipes, hummed a little song and walked to a small three-story building.

The repairman walked briskly to the door, reached out and knocked vigorously on the door.

"Boom! Boom! ”

He shouted at the top of his voice: "May I ask if this is Qu Tao's house?" I've come to fix the water pipes, hurry up and open the door! ”

Right here and now.

It is within a radius of 10 kilometers from this place.

In all corners of the city, more than twenty figures stopped in unison and turned their heads to look in the direction where the house was located.