Chapter 375: The Duel of Fate (3)

Pian Pian also reprimanded loudly: "Qiucao, you are resourceful, what is Huang Ling thinking, do you know it?" ”

"It's okay to know, it's okay not to know..." Lin Shan frowned, bit her lower lip, her eyes were red, she raised her long sword and flew towards Pianpiao, shouting: "I don't want to listen to you anymore!" Ah Guan is Tai Sui's backup, but everyone regards me as your backup, I am not worse than you! I'm not convinced—"

Lin Shan's whole body was covered with light and mist, and she flew quickly, and Pian Pian also sped up her speed, and met Lin Shan in the air, and fought fiercely.

"You are obsessed and help Huang Ling harm Tai Sui Ye, Ah Guan, and Jade Emperor!" Pian Pian scolded angrily.

"I didn't hurt him!" Lin Shan also shouted angrily, with a "bang", the long sword had already made Pian Pian fly.

Indigo Yue in her right hand flew Lin Shan's long sword, and Qingyue in her left hand had already put Lin Shan's neck. Just as he was about to open his mouth to persuade him to surrender, Lin Shan was already crying excitedly, and slapped an elbow on Pianpian's face, and quickly flew backwards and landed at Huang Ling's feet.

Huang Lingzheng and Ah Guan were in a stalemate, and Ah Guan grabbed the Tai Sui halberd in the grappling and stabbed Huang Ling in the air with the Ghost Crying Sword. Huang Ling didn't want to let go, so he had to pull out his beautiful golden sword to block the Devil Crying Sword; The stomach hurt severely, and the golden electricity released was also much weaker, so Ah Guan was able to hold on with black thunder.

I saw that there was gold electricity on one side of the halberd and black thunder on the other, Ah Guan grabbed it with two hands, but he still couldn't grab the halberd, and he was so anxious that he shouted: "Pianpian, shoot him in a circle!" ”

Huang Ling also shouted: "Qiucao, what are you still afraid of, make a move!" ”

Lin Shan wiped away her tears, struggled to get up, and saw a few circles of light coming quickly and ruthlessly, shooting straight towards Huang Ling. She hurriedly cast a spell, but she couldn't stop the aperture.

Huang Ling drank violently, and several golden bolts exploded from his body, blocking the aperture, but he had already spit out a mouthful of blood, extremely embarrassed, and roared hatefully: "Autumn grass—"

Lin Shan hurriedly jumped back, jumped to the edge of a few hemp cloth bags, and recited a spell.

The sacks suddenly moved, struggled, and were filled with people. It turned out that Lin Shan used a spell to make the people in the burlap bag fall asleep, and at this time, he used a spell to wake them up.

A Jiazi god reached out and picked up a hemp cloth bag and threw it vigorously into the distance.

The burlap bag arced over the lid, and a frightened wail erupted from inside.

Guan's eyes widened, it was an old man's voice.

The burlap bag flew over the edge of the big tripod and fell.

"Huang Ling—" Ah Guan's body emitted more intense black thunder, and several bundles of immortal ropes that were about to be rolled up were all swept away by the black thunder.

"Do you know who that is?" Huang Ling sneered and said, "It's your companion, you have several 'old' friends, right?" ”

Lin Shan hesitated, grabbed another burlap bag, and asked Jiazi God for a sword, and was about to stab the burlap bag.

"Lin Shan! Don't force me to hate you—" Ah Guan roared angrily, the Ghost Crying Sword stabbed violently, but it couldn't pierce Huang Ling's long sword defense, and shouted in grief: "Pianpin! Save the grandpa! ”

Lin Shan let Ah Guan roar, tears came out of his eyes, and he stopped moving. When he saw Pian Pian coming, he pushed the burlap bag into the arms of Jiazi God, and raised his sword to fight Pianpian.

Jiazishen immediately threw the burlap bag in his hand far away, and at the same time grabbed two cloth bags with one hand and threw them out vigorously.

Pian Pian was so angry that she didn't care about Lin Shan stopping in front of her, she took a sword from her waist, flew hard, rushed to the side of the Jiazi God, and cut off his head with a knife. The thousand feather scarves were excited, and the fluttering momentum was faster, flying to the edge of the big ding, catching a cloth bag, and going down to the ding to chase after the other cloth bags that were thrown down.

"Ahh I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! ”

"Are you angry?" Huang Ling's forehead was dripping with sweat, his abdomen was cramping, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "You have a mortal body, and you also have pure Tai Sui blood, I can't invade you with evil thoughts many times, but this time it's different." ”

Huang Ling suddenly let go, and Ah Guan was struggling to grab the halberd, but suddenly fell backwards and fell to the ground.

Huang Ling jumped back, jumped to Lin Shan's side, picked up the last two sacks of burlap, and shook them, one of the bags came from Dean Liang's shout, and the other bag had two female shouts, one big and one small, Yi Zhen and Wenwen.

"Wenwen—" Guan roared violently and jumped up, but was wrapped around him by several bundles of fairy ropes. Ah Guan let out a heavy roar, dragging the bundle of immortal ropes and walking towards Huang Ling step by step.

Huang Ling grabbed Dean Liang's marijuana cloth bag and threw it straight up.

Guan's eyes widened, and the golden lightning under his feet flowed and wrapped around his legs along the immortal rope.

The burlap bag fell straight down and fell heavily in front of Ah Guan's eyes, and a loud rumbling and shattering sound knocked into Ah Guan's chest.

Ah Guan's arm struggled hard, causing the bundle of immortal ropes to strangle blood, exposing the green tendons all over his body, his feet were painful and itchy, and the golden electricity wrapped around his whole body.

Guan's mind went blank, anger filled his chest, something sticky, vicious, uncomfortable, and kept drilling through the wounds on his body. At the same time, the bright white light in his body rose up to resist, but he couldn't stop the sticky breath that kept pouring into his body—evil thoughts.

Huang Ling's mouth was still dripping with blood, and he smiled at Lin Shan and said, "Look, this kid is full of evil thoughts. ”

Ah Guan walked with difficulty, walked a few more steps, and got closer to Huang Ling, when his head suddenly turned away, and the back of his head followed by the Ghost Crying Sword, which flew towards Huang Ling.

was grabbed by Huang Ling.

"Make a little trick." Huang Ling snorted, the Tai Sui power in his body at this time was able to suppress the Ghost Crying Sword and hold it in his hand, so that it would no longer be manipulated by Ah Guan's mind.

"You know what?" Huang Ling said softly, "Not long ago, I sent Qiucao into the cave to modify the dreams of your sleeping mother. ”

"Do you remember? The dream you're most familiar with. Huang Ling laughed. Every day, every day, every day. ”

Ah Guan's eyes glowed red, the veins on his face were bloody, his mouth opened, and his teeth were extended, and the roots of his teeth were frighteningly red.

"That's it!" Lin Shan jumped forward, jumped behind Ah Guan, waved a light, hit Ah Guan on the leg, and beat Ah Guan to his knees, kneeling in front of Huang Ling's eyes.

Lin Shan's long sword was against Ah Guan's back, looking a little happy, and said to Huang Ling: "Catch him, catch him, Lord Huang Ling, help him clear his evil thoughts!" ”

Huang Ling smiled slightly, strode forward, raised his long sword and stabbed Ah Guan in the chest.

In a trance, Ah Guan barely leaned over, and grabbed the sword, so that the sword only pierced into the chest by more than an inch.

"Lord Huang Ling!" Lin Shan was startled and hurriedly shouted, "What are you doing?" Why did you kill him? Why don't you purge him of his evil thoughts? ”

"He has become deeply evil, and he can't be saved!" Huang Ling's face was fierce, and he used more strength. Ah Guan clenched the blade of the sword, and let the sharp sword cut his palm into blood.