The knuckles of the black bony hand became more and more flexible, and the enchanted woman quickly exploded backwards when she saw this.

She could clearly feel that this bone hand had an extremely obvious suppression of her, suppressing her dantian, and the operation of spiritual power had become too sluggish.

It's just that the enchanting woman doesn't seem to know such a demon hunting painting specifically for the demon clan, so she simply thinks that it should be the lack of aura in the blood-colored desert.

Fan Yi was high up, looking coldly at the demon in a red dress. Thinking of the cruel appearance of the bewitching woman when she threw the child to the ground, the expression on his face became even more cold.

Such solemnity, his heart is full of killing intent, and there is no mercy at all.

Fan Yi slowly raised his right hand, and when he stretched it out, the huge bony hand under his feet also stretched out.

The black cocoons hanging from the bone hand burst in an instant, and finally turned into flying ashes and filled the space.

This is a sacrifice of black cocoons, from which the power to urge the bone hand is obtained.

Then a terrible scream echoed in the space of the scroll.

The enchanting woman's face was finally moved, it turned out that these things wrapped in black cocoons were also demon clans like her.

Thunder and lightning lingered on the black bone hand, as if there was a Sanskrit chanting, Fan Yi aimed his right hand at the direction where the woman was, and pressed it hard.

The black bone hand also grabbed towards the enchanted woman at great speed.

When the enchanting woman saw this scene, her brows tightened, and she once again conjured up countless sharp needles with the power of the Seven Realms, which fell to the palm of the bone hand like a torrential rain.

The crackling sound was non-stop.

The black bone hand didn't notice any obstacle, and still grabbed towards the enchanting woman.

Seeing that the Seven Realms couldn't break through the strange bone hand, the demon had to grit his teeth and the whole person burst out of the blood-colored desert and met the bone hand with one palm.

I only heard a loud "bang"!

Later, I saw that the woman was slapped back by the bone hand, and finally smashed into the blood-colored desert, making the desert present a huge pit with a diameter of about ten zhang!

For Fan Yi, such a consumption is also huge, not because of the consumption of his own spiritual power, but because of the consumption of his soul.

Urging such a bone hand, there can be no distraction, every time the bone hand moves, his heart seems to withstand the beating of a drum.

Only then did he realize that twenty years of loneliness had been tempering his will and making him persevering.

Right now, the enchanting woman was slapped into the huge pit, covered with cracks all over her body, just like a porcelain statue, cracked but not broken, looking extremely miserable.

After the enchanted woman stood up, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and at the same time raised her head and stared at the young man above the bone hand.

Bellowed:

"Urging the bone hand, I don't believe that there is no consumption, but I want to see who can survive to the end!"

As he spoke, he exploded and ascended again, but his direction changed, and he no longer rushed towards the bone hand, but flew towards the right side of the bone hand at great speed.

Fan Yi looked coldly at the figure fleeing from afar, and once again flipped his palm with his right hand and swept away.

The black bone hand also swept, and the speed was close to the back of the enchanting woman.

Bang!

Another palm hit the woman, and suddenly the woman's body exploded, turning into a sky full of red shatters, floating in the sky.

After the bewitching woman screamed, a wisp of split soul emerged, the same as when they met before, with no facial features on her face, which was extremely weird.

This is the body of the demon, Fan Yi tossed for a long time, and finally destroyed the other skeleton of the demon.

But because of the destruction of the bones, it can greatly weaken this demonic Dao method.

The enchanting woman floated in the bone painting space, and without the human body as a vessel, it became much more ethereal.

She shouted:

"Terran boy, there is no undying enmity between you and me, if you let me leave the scroll, I can promise to let you go, and when we meet again in the future, I owe you a favor!"

Fan Yi was indifferent, he was already murderous, but instead of answering the demon's words, he started again and grabbed the woman.

This time, the bone hand also became a little sluggish, too draining.

Fan Yi knew that since he wanted to wipe out the woman, he had to attack decisively, if he dragged the mud and water, after the woman arrived outside the painting, he would not be an opponent at all.

Fan Yi felt that his right arm was extremely difficult, so he used the tiger's mouth of his left hand as a support point and clamped the wrist of his right hand.

The trembling right hand was much more stable.

When the enchanting woman saw the young man like this, she clearly knew that today's battle could not be good, and she had to fight.

The enchanting woman shouted:

"In that case, so be it! Just let me see if it's your painting or my Dharma Body! ”

Saying that, the enchanting woman no longer fled, but stood quietly in the air, sealing with strange gestures.

Suddenly, blood-red brocade silk extended from the demon's body, and when the brocade silk danced, it seemed to be chaotic, but in fact it was building a huge head.

Eventually, the red skull was constructed, and the enchanted woman was standing in one of the eye sockets of the skull, looking like a cat's pupil from a distance.

Drops of blood were already oozing from the center of Fan Yi's eyebrows, and that was because the demonic energy in this space had reached its peak.

It was eroding his soul.

Fan Yi once again manipulated his bone hand to grab the huge head, and the head did not dodge, but opened its bloody mouth and bit Fan Yi's bone hand.

When the head swooped down, countless ghostly laughter was endless, making people feel like they were falling into hell.

Fan Yi burst into three words in his mouth:

"Town, prisoner, punishment!"

The black bone hand clenched into a fist, and there was no longer a trace of thunder and lightning lingering on the fist, but there was a kind of back-to-basics aura.

Bang!

The punch landed on the corner of the skull's mouth, and it instantly smashed the skull and flew out.

The enchanted woman's form became illusory again, and before she could stabilize her head, she was about to burst into it with another punch.

It's just that Fan Yi at this time, the entire front door is covered with blood, and it looks as miserable as it gets.

After three punches!

The skull exploded completely, and from the tip of the index finger of the bone hand, a black light extended and wrapped around the bewitching woman's waist, like a spider trapped insect, wrapping her into a cocoon.

Strange to say, this enchanted woman didn't say a word, trapped by the black cocoon.

"Whoosh".

The black cocoon hovered not far from the bone hand.

At this time, the bone hand opened its five fingers again, and only one black callus hung on its fingers, and finally suppressed this demonic split soul.

Fan Yi was no longer able to control his bones, and only felt that his eyes were dark and fainted.

At this time, the Heavenly Spirit Seal enveloped Fan Yi's body with golden energy, and then turned into a wisp of golden light and disappeared into the blood-colored desert.

I don't know how long it took, Fan Yi slowly woke up.

When he struggled to open his eyes, he found himself lying on a bed.

And the scene in the earthen house felt extremely familiar to him.

It's back to the village where the white-haired old man is.