Chapter 191: The Paper Man Breaks the Mirror and the Water Muddies
The snake demon was not reconciled, and threw out another snake egg, Li Shuishan blinked and put it away, thanks.
The fox spirit pulled a white hair, threw it into Li Shuishan's hand, and said, "Although the white tail hair is disposable, it can crack the illusion." β
Li Shuishan was overjoyed, he easily sank into the illusion For this kind of thing, he was thirsty for knowledge, and thanked him with a smile.
The eyes of the two demons lit up, and it seemed that they could break out at any time.
The old madman exhaled heartily, opened his eyes and flew up, looked into the distance, and then pinched out a trick in his hand, fluctuated and pushed away, boom, as he raised his hand, the surroundings suddenly exploded, revealing a cloud and mist phantom, a three-foot-old little ghost quickly escaped, the old madman rose, opened his mouth and said, "Want to escape?"
Li Shuishan also exhaled, his mind was calm, and he rose, he wanted to try his aura to kill ghosts? As the peachwood sword behind him flew out of his robe, turning from two sizes to a three-inch small sword, he touched the sword again, the fish pattern lit up, expanding enough to be half an arm's length, he buckled the sword and ran away.
Old Li Guoren flew up with a smile of relief, wanting to watch the results.
When Win opened one eye while asleep, patted the demented man behind him, and left, leaving only the two demons who were scolding each other.
There was a blue light compression in front of the three-foot imp, and when the tail was circling, it turned a vortex, pressed the surrounding wind waves, and accelerated with the help of force, the old madman's eyes were like light, and a streamer was thrown out of his sleeve, the speed was extremely fast, but when the imp turned around, he was not surprised at all, and then the blue light covered his surroundings, and when the streamer was bound, the imp roared, and the same blue imp appeared.
The streamer bound the illusory ghost of the blue light, but he didn't notice it, the old madman's eyelids twitched, and with a wave of his hand, the streamer stopped, the binding dispersed, and the blue illusory ghost consciously continued to shake in front of the streamer as if to lure him to bind, and then frowned and said: "It seems that the little ghost is prepared, and there are also techniques against my soft wind magic weapon." But you're underestimating me, though?"
The old madman waved his hand, and the streamer was divided into two streams, one of which rushed away, the purpose was the running imp, and the other streamer was tied to the blue illusory imp, and he buckled it fiercely, and the blue imp opened his mouth to inhale and devour, and his back tail suddenly rotated, and an eerie cold air came out, completely ignoring the power of some of the streamers in it, and swallowed it into his stomach.
The streamer slammed left and right in it, the blue imp clenched his teeth, and the old madman stepped directly, roared, and was slashed by an iron sword red light that erupted from his sleeve, and flew towards the direction of the imp's escape again.
Li Shuishan looked around the sea with a calm expression, his eyes showed a brown ocean, there were a lot of white papers in it, it seemed that there were female ghosts in white holding up paper figures, his color was nervous, he exhaled and looked at it again, and it was replaced with light gray, and the corpses were exposed, the death was miserable, and when he twisted up and down, Mougins opened his eyes.
Li Shuishan showed a shocked expression.
The old madman stepped a few pieces, the streamer swung, the surrounding breath condensed, directly hooked his tail, the two little devils stared into the distance, tearing their hearts and roaring, the old madman stretched out his hand to the little devil in the distance to grab it, fluttered, two pieces of white paper jumped out of the water, and were constantly cut into the appearance of a person in the air, opened a big mouth and looked up to bite it, and then floated out more pieces of paper.
Before Li Shuishan could react, a white paper figure flew towards him, and the peach wood swordfish pattern in his hand flashed, and a small fish rune with a sharp beak came from
The hilt of the sword surface slipped down to the tip of the sword, condensed into a sword light incitement, condensed the aura on it, and shook it gently.
Boom.
The seemingly terrifying white paper man shredded into confetti.
In the blink of an eye, it was like a cotton ball, gathered together again.
The old madman held an iron sword in the air, and waved it at the person in the distance, and the sword qi erupted, killing the original paper man, but the white paper man seemed to have spirituality, swinging left and right, and finally bent into a plane, bouncing up and down, playing with him.
The little ghost hugged his head, the gas blue fire beside him, when the soft light touched, it ignited the streamer, the temperature increased to extremely high, and a huge wave erupted from the water surface, a whale mouth that was enough to have thirty or forty zhang opened, woo, the voice was tragic and desolate, with endless loneliness and remorse, swallowed the little ghost, and slapped into the sea.
The paper man standing in front of the old madman sneered, with the hatred of swallowing blood, turned into a human face with distorted facial features, and the pieces of paper on his body peeled off up and down as if they were smoking silk, soft and slender, turned into small slices, and then said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." β
The old madman froze and replied with a look of vicissitudes: "Who are you?"
The five paper figures were blended together to form a human face more than a foot longing, the face was covered with folded finger marks, and there were blood stains from dead people climbing, and the bloody aura rushed into the hearts of people, and it showed bloodthirsty longing, licked its tongue and said, "The one who is waiting for you to come." You will die at my hands with your own hands, including the man who drank with you, and it will be my meal. β
The old madman glared, flicked his sleeves, and threw out a lens, which touched a series of sharp fragments, which filled the range of several miles, turning into a pool of mirrors, he stretched out his palm, and his middle finger was slightly buckled, and it was pointed on the mirror, which led to his bloodstains, and it became bloody.
He wanted to stop the paper man from leaving, to see what purpose it had come here.
The paper figure floated back, extremely silky, and said with a smile: "You have already figured out these little tricks." When you step into the burial ground again, I will devour you myself. β
With a bang, it collapsed into ashes, leaving an eerie smile.
A few paper figures who stayed around Li Shui, wanted to stick to his back, and were stimulated by his peach wood swordfish pattern to gallop away, revealing a frightened look, but after a few breaths, he continued to run unconsciously, the spirit snake coiled around Li Shuishan's arm came out of the essence, and the aura was highlighted in a big mouth, and the peach wood sword was like a mysterious light, pulling up the surrounding water vapor trickle, Li Shuishan took a few steps back, took a sharp breath, and a slightly stronger qi erupted around, but it continued to be extreme, stabbing a sound, and the person who broke through the volley stopped for a while.
"Why don't you disperse?" Li Shuishan muttered.
At this moment, the flying body of the paper man stopped, and the sinister smile turned to ashes.
The old madman looked at the waves swallowed by the whale, which were enough to gush up for a hundred miles, and the two demons on the island looked at the waves that were more than a foot high, and scolded one after another: "Damn?"
Boom, rush them like soup chickens.
The old madman looked at the sea in the distance, made another plan, and said, "Zangsheng, you come with me." β
Li Shuishan put away the peachwood sword and followed the old madman closely.
A small boat floated, surrounded by a strong water vapor, lapping the sea, where there was a monstrous sea of clouds, stirring up the waves that had been rolled one by one, rolling out, but in one corner there were some overturned boats, white
The sails were soaked in blood, and the monks who fell on it were so miserable that some lost their heads, some had broken arms and limbs, and some had opened their eyes and floated in the water.
When Li Shuishan followed his steps, his heart shook and he was at a loss!
The old madman closed his eyes and meditated, and said solemnly: "What you see is the death of the monk. See you later, I won't allow you to vomit, timid. β
Li Shuishan replied: "Okay." β
The old madman raised his hand and waved it into the distance, a crack appeared in the cirrus cloud, and he grabbed Li Shuishan and stepped in.
In the passage opened by the cirrus clouds, there were thunders permeated, popping and exploding around, suddenly one eye opened, and curiosity emerged, and gradually transformed into fierceness and greed, one after another green eyes came out, but smelling the breath of the old madman, he held his breath and retreated.
"This thing is a dead man. Legend has it that this thing is a strange species that has experienced lightning strikes, its body is festering, its consciousness is lost, and there is only one jade hope left, which is greed. It is greedy for everything he sees. However, he has no ability to kill, only malice and deception. Devouring souls is the only survival instinct. The old madman said.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand again, the scene in front of him was terrifying.
The clouds scattered, the huge fish whiskers hung down, there were hundreds of tentacles, his eyes were like the white sun, the breath it emitted, enough to hide the daylight, plunged into darkness, the moment he opened his eyes, the sky and the earth dimmed, and countless mist condensed, like a delicate dark flower, spit out from a huge mouth, revealing a spreading petal.
The old madman called out loudly, "Ni demon?"
The fish whiskers were retracted, and in the whining and humming, there was a "Yes." β
The old madman said again: "How have I been gone for a few years?"
Then an extremely deep voice came, "Since you left, every other week, there have been imp probes to spy on the situation. The deep-sea whale monster had already come to his mind, and from time to time a spring gushed out of my clouds, and I suppressed the spring three times, and then rose again. But there is a mysterious thing that appears, a piece of paper that resembles a person, which can stick to the back of a monk, control consciousness, and kill friends. This thing is too strange, and the turmoil behind it is constant, as if an abyssal troll is about to escape. I blocked out the light and could hide my body, but when I opened my eyes, it was already dark, and it was no longer the same as before. β
"Please also ask the Mad Lord to kill the enemy!"
"Please also deter demons!"
The old madman nodded and replied, "If I come back again, I will definitely kill the enemy! Wait for me with peace of mind. β
The giant creature whimpered and closed its eyes in silence.
The old madman began to march again, and after passing a cloud like a stream, a little star-shattering light came out of the deep round well, and there were countless amazing roars echoing in it, which seemed to hide endless ghosts and evils.
At this time, the ups and downs of the well water are not very strong, and there is a faint layer of tissue paper on it, which seems to absorb the stars and shadows from the outside world, the old madman opened his eyes and reached out to pick up the layer of paper, twisted it into a ball in his hand and threw it aside, and said: "The star shadow has not changed, but the power of the snow spike suppressed by the sword of the opening mountain is not enough, and the blood of the next midwinter must be used to suppress the evil spirit." At this time, only the naΓ―ve boy could, alas, I thought I didn't need to, it seems that I was sloppy. β
Li Shuishan looked at the color of the water held inside, and it turned out to be turbid.