The weasel that was transformed into the mythical scene Kaling, with the blessing of the rules, broke out in a short time.

The skyrocketing strength even surpasses the mythical lieutenants of clairvoyance, Shunfeng Ear, and Agarwood.

Thereupon......

The cat in the boots didn't wait for his owner to ascend to heaven on the spot, but he was torn apart by the ghost and the little weasel that came from nowhere.

Britney, the hunter's daughter with a blood-red wolfskin hood and a bomb fruit basket hanging from the crook of her arm, didn't have time to werewolf, and in the blink of an eye, only a few bombs were thrown before being beaten into scarlet smoke by the rampaging Yellow Immortals.

Armed with a staff, a top hat, and dressed as a Western wizard, Voosdham is a rookie.

- He was blown apart by the aftermath of Britney's battle with Huang Xian.

Three punches and two feet to solve the things that hindered his hands and feet, the extremely terrifying weasel shadow turned his head slightly, and half of his head fell in Song Fuzhou's eyes, the beast's eyes were faint, and the corners of his mouth were extremely evil human-like smiles.

On the battlefield, the dust and dust were stirring, and Song Fuzhou subconsciously blinked his dry eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the phantom of the Yellow Immortal was already some distance away, and the illusory hind feet, one on the ground, one step, the front paws stretched out, the shoulders were resting, and the walking posture of the humanoid animal in the funny animation was struck.

The smirking and tiptoeing gesture is very similar to the way Tom prepares to attack Jerry in "Cat and Mouse".

But it's not funny.

As soon as Song Fuzhou opened his eyes, the weasel stood still, always maintaining that strange posture.

Song Fuzhou slowly retreated, and when he opened his eyes again, his vision was bright and dark, and Huang Xian was a little closer.

Staring angrily, he couldn't close his eyes, and the moment his eyelids drooped slightly, Huang Xian seemed to teleport, and his breath flashed in front of him.

The fishy smell unique to the beast scraped his face like a knife.

The green pupils are reflected in the eyes.

Thriller.

Suddenly—

Fluttering Ridge –

A large flock of ravens rushed out of the gaps in their heads, stirring up a raging wind.

The majestic warrior's armor fell to the ground with a "clang".

There was no surprise in the eyes of Huang Xian, who was controlled by Luo Fu throughout the whole process, and it froze in place, quietly looking at the armor on the ground, looking thoughtful.

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Flocks of ravens scurry down the riverbank.

At this time, the figure of a young man who had only met once and was still very strange was facing Song Fuzhou with his back to Song Fuzhou, stepping on the top of the slope, watching Mazu and the Queen of the Sea face each other.

The fragile back swayed in front of Song Fuzhou's eyes.

Song Fuzhou, who had suffered a serious mental exhaustion, returned to his human form, put a "sparse arrow on the spot" on a rattan bow, loosened his fingers, and sent it to the person's forearm.

Whoosh –

Smack-

Song Fuzhou, a wealthy son who has practiced archery since childhood, is in the middle of the target.

The other party covered the wound, wailed, and was stunned to dig his face to the ground, obviously falling not lightly.

The potion on the arrows quickly worked, and in the blink of an eye, it was a mess.

Looking at this scene, Song Fuzhou, who was still immature, felt a little guilty inexplicably, and subconsciously stepped forward to help.

A few steps out, dazzling.

I saw that the arrow that had just been shot was stuck in the opponent's forearm for a while, and stuck in the mud not far away.

The phantoms overlap and sway slightly.

The coldness of falling into an ice cave swept all around.

Song Fuzhou shuddered.

With a pale face and loose steps, he stepped forward quickly, trying to pick up the wailing "Luofu", but he was empty.

The man lying on the ground turned his head, revealing a distorted, blurred, white and resentful unfamiliar face.

- Drowning a young man after drunkenness, one of the main souls of the Hundred Ghost Banners.

The battle lasted for a long time, and Song Fuzhou, who had been intimidated by Huang Xian many times and whose yang energy had fallen to the dangerous area, unknowingly broke into Luofu's trap.

Suddenly realized, he quickly raised his head, facing a hideous beast head, and the blue beast pupils were revealed.

The next moment......

Roar!!!

The lion roars!

An explosive wave of air struck.

Song Fuzhou only felt that his steps were light, and his vision suddenly rose, and it was as high as the moon, and he saw the whole picture of the field at a glance.

There is both the emptiness of feet not touching the ground, and the ethereal feeling of getting rid of shackles.

This wonderful feeling lasted for less than a moment.

Two dragon-like white lights chased after him, dragging him back to his mortal body.

This time God.

There is both down-to-earth stability and the boredom of returning to the mundane.

One before the other, the contrast is strong.

Song Fuzhou seemed to have forgotten that he was in the battle formation, and the whole person seemed to be stunned in place.

At the top of a nearby tree, Luo Fu put away two white gases.

——Just now, he reversed the [blowing qi] circuit and pulled Song Fuzhou's shocked soul back to his body.

Although the battle is infinitely close to the real battle formation, it is not a real battle after all.

Song Fuzhou was frightened into that virtue, and he only shot him in the forearm with an arrow on the spot; As a return gift, he let the other party experience the feeling of "flying in place", which is already the extreme.

When you learn from others, you have to be measured.

With a bead of sweat on his forehead, Luo Fu gathered his last mental strength and quickly resolved.

Zhenjun burst out with a silver bullet, and then a hundred ghosts helped from the side, and after Niangniang defeated the Sea King cleanly, she was bound by an enlarged bracelet.

- Again, this is a small detail.

Unlike the last time he faced Qi Hongyun, he ruthlessly smashed Gu Ren.

This time, whether it is the wolf skin hunter or the sea queen, Luofu only controls, not shatters.

This saved Song Fuzhou the time to recondense Kaling.

As for what pets and lieutenants, they can be repaired in a day at most.

It won't affect his cultivation.

Even if the initiator of all this is Luofu, it can be said that it is a big day, which is not a small feeling.

- Isn't it enough to take care of you when you keep your hands on the battlefield? How valuable is the cultivation time in the third year of high school, don't you count it in your heart?

In other words, Song Fuzhou has been tortured so much, and when he looks back, he has to thank Luo Fu.

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On the banks of the river, the night breeze blows.

Song Fuzhou finally came back to his senses and suddenly realized that the wolf skin hunter and the daughter of the sea had been defeated.

It seems that there is no way back......

was thinking hard about how to break the situation, and suddenly there was a footstep sound of "bang, bang, bang" behind him.

The voice was all too familiar to him.

Suddenly turned around, and sure enough, he saw the knight's armor that he had hastily abandoned.

Behind the fence-like head armor, the weasel still has a dark look and a smile.

Song Fuzhou sat on the ground, pinched a handful of river soil with his hands, and then sprinkled it with the wind.

Wearing armor, Huang sat on his left hand, watching the river and admiring the moon with him, and the picture was not beautiful.

Song Fuzhou, who seemed to have given up resistance before, curled the corners of his lips at this time and smiled deeply.

Sure enough, the next moment.

A figure intertwined with rose red and dark black struck at a speed no less than that of a sky-striking eagle, and the pale and thin hand pierced through the armor like a phantom, piercing the soul of the Yellow Immortal.

Huang smiled, and Luo Fu also smiled.

Song Fuzhou really kept a hand.

- This dog thing has already created the third core Kaling: [Legend of the Blood Moon: Nosferatu], and it has been hidden all along.

In the next moment, Huang Xian dissipated, and the brutal and elegant vampire floated down beside Song Fuzhou.

Before he could react next, two jade-like hands pressed against his shoulders.

Under the moonlight, the three-pointed knife was cold and shining, the water cannon was as heavy as an explosive bomb, the eagle roared continuously, the dog barked again and again, the demon chuckled, and the lion roared to the sky......

Yunmengguan, pass!

(End of chapter)