Ji Wuchen, who was ten meters away, suddenly looked sideways in the direction of Yan Bao.

"Yanbao, be careful!"

The other person turned into a black shadow, and the charm in his hand flashed around Yan Bao faster than him, protecting Yan Bao firmly in the center.

Yanbao blinked and rolled on the spot.

Three butterflies that came out of nowhere missed.

Yan Bao, who fell in the bushes, spoke with a milky voice.

"Daddy, Yanbao is fine, Daddy doesn't have to worry about Yanbao."

Ji Wuchen, who rushed over, slid his gaze over Yan Bao's razor-sharp nails.

Yan Bao blinked.

"Daddy, this ...... Yan Bao didn't know what was going on. ”

Ji Wuchen didn't look at the puppet Ji Yuntian, but quickly bent down and picked up Yan Bao from the bushes, and offered three blood-colored charms with his backhand.

The three black golden butterflies instantly turned into a black mist and dissipated.

Twenty meters away from them, there was a loud wind.

The father and daughter frowned at the same time and looked sideways.

The white bone was left to deal with the puppet Ji Yuntian, and the black bone sensed that the master was in danger and jumped in the direction where the huge wind came.

The black pressed a piece of stuff poured out of the nest in the forest, and sharply passed through the skeleton of the black bones leaking everywhere, and came straight to Ji Wuchen Yanbao's father and daughter.

Ji Wuchen snorted coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic sneer.

"Ji Yuntian, do you only have these useless tricks?"

The human puppet Ji Yuntian and Bai Gu were in the dark, but they still divided their attention to answer Ji Wuchen's words.

"Ji Wuchen, you and I are both witches, so why kill each other?"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Holding the word treasure in one hand, and drawing the talisman in the air with one hand.

The spell was formed in an instant, and it rushed straight into the countless bats that rushed towards it.

"Fellow Wicans?"

"You are a bed bug hiding in the gutter and you deserve to say that you are of witch blood?"

After Ji Wuchen finished speaking, the power of the invisible witch clan rushed towards Ji Yuntian, the puppet who was forced to retreat a few steps by the white bones, like Mount Tai.

The puppet Ji Yun's body seemed to have been cut by 30 million strings, turning into a ball of flesh and blood.

The bones retreated as quickly as they could, lest they be stained with blood.

Yan Bao also released a line when Ji Wuchen made a move, devouring all the invisible power of the Wu clan.

The moment the golden pupil devoured the power of the witch clan, the little guy looked at a black golden butterfly that was resting on the dead leaves a hundred meters to the right.

She saw a pair of eyes on the wings of the golden butterfly that were almost identical to A-Niang.

The little one gets excited.

"Found it!"

"Daddy, Yanbao will go back when he goes!"

Although Ji Wuchen was shocked to find that his daughter was able to devour the power of the Wu Clan, he did not stop it.

"Worried!"

Yan Bao responded, turning into a streamer of black goldflies that rushed straight to a hundred meters away.

In a certain room in the backyard of Baihuayuan, Ji Yuntian's pupils shrank sharply when he manipulated the black golden butterfly through witchcraft.

"How is that possible?"

No matter how powerful a witch master is, his eyes will never be golden.

Ji Yanbao definitely has a problem!

and Ji Yanbao's hand.

Why are they like those zombie-like blades?

So the reason why Yang Chaoyun failed to kill Ji Yanbao was not because Yang Chaoyun didn't want to kill Ji Yanbao, but because Ji Yanbao was not a human at all, but a zombie?

Golden-eyed zombies!

She's never seen it.

The most powerful zombie king she has ever refined is the Blood Pupil.

It is more terrifying and bloodthirsty than the scarlet eyes of the red-haired zombies, and its combat power is far above that of the red-haired zombies.

How can zombies have golden eyes?

Ji Yuntian couldn't help but wander.

She was stunned, and Ji Yanbao, who was a hundred meters away, had already arrived in front of Black Kingdee.

Five-fingered claws pierce the whole body of the black golddee.

Ji Yuntian almost withdrew from consciousness when he saw Ji Yanbao's magnified face, but he was still a step slower.

Ji Yuntian vomited blood for the third time.

The pain in his heart was severe again.

If it weren't for the extremely good effect of the pill that Ning Feng gave her before leaving, I am afraid that she would faint because of the death pain of sympathetic black golden dee at this time.

"Ji Yanbao!"

Although Ji Yuntian was so painful that his internal organs were pierced, cold sweat broke out all over his body, but there was a strange hideous smile in his eyes.

"So you're not human at all!"

An existence that is not a human being, even if it is recognized by the Heavenly Machine Palace's natal chart, it will not be recognized by the people of the four countries of Kyushu.

Who would want them to be in awe of whether the High Priest is human or not?

Ji Yuntian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took another life-saving pill, and then quickly pushed the door and walked out.

As she walked, she released another black butterfly.

This time it didn't give it the power of the Witch Clan again.

It's just her usual letter butterfly.

"Go tell Li Xi, withdraw!"

The black golden butterfly spreads its wings and flies away.

Ji Yuntian left the small courtyard and walked towards the place with the most people in the hundred gardens in front.

In the mountains and forests, Yan Bao frowned after devouring the still strong power of the witch clan on the black golden butterfly.

This is just a wisp of consciousness released by Ji Yuntian using the power of the Wu clan, although the black golden butterfly is dead, Ji Yuntian is definitely still alive.

Up to injury.

Thinking of this, Yan Bao did not hesitate to release all the lines, intending to cover the entire Hundred Gardens and the Royal Hunting Ground in the back mountain.

She's fast.

Because at all costs, and the little guy didn't know that the line was actually the spiritual power mentioned in the huge painting, the little guy was overconsumed, his heart ached, and the corners of his mouth soon overflowed with blood.

Even so, the little guy still didn't give up.

It's just a little bit closer.

The lines ran farther than before, and she could even see the people riding in the shooting field in the hundred gardens when she stood in the mountains and forests.

But it's still not enough.

Farther away.

It's best to include even the gate of the Hundred Gardens.

Ji Yuntian is injured and will definitely run.

Yanbao took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Empty your mind, regardless of continuing to spread your spiritual power.

When he saw a servant girl with a snack, her face was obviously a little whiter than that of an ordinary servant, Yan Bao took a breath and gritted his teeth.

"Found it!"

After the little guy finished speaking, he chased after him desperately.

Ji Wuchen used the charm to extinguish it countless times, turned around several times, and noticed that Yan Bao, who was a hundred meters away, vomited blood at the corner of his mouth, and his heart jumped.

"Words and treasures!"

There was a sound of swords colliding in the miasma in the distance, Ji Wuchen didn't want to care about it, and finally threw the black bone out casually.

"Let's take a look!"

He himself lifted his breath and chased after the suddenly disappeared Yanbao.

Ji Yun leaned through the crowd, looking cautious and humble, like every maidservant.

Seeing that the gate of the Hundred Gardens was close at hand, she was about to find a no-man's corner to throw away the pastry in her hand and change her face when she felt a chill down her spine.

She's been discovered!

It's Ji Yanbao!

Ji Yun was ruthless in his heart, biting his fingertips and sealing his hands to release a white zombie that was only one of the three.

"Stop her for me!"

After Ji Yuntian finished speaking, regardless of whether he was noticed by the people around him, he lifted the hem of his skirt and ran wildly.

The cold, emotionless little milk voice came into her ears from all directions.

"Ji Yuntian! You can't run! ”

At the same time, the frightened screams of the people around her who admired the flowers and chanted poems were also heard in her ears.

"Ahh What is that? ”

"Stiff stiff...... Corpse! It's a zombie! ”

"Run!"

"Run!"