If you come to the palm of God!"

With Gu Ju's shout, the surging flames chased a colorless and textureless thing and fell first, really forming a huge palm shape, which was heavily imprinted in the middle of the ghost face.

The whole ground trembled.

The ghost's eyebrows, together with the small half of his nose, were all filled with scarlet flames in an instant, and from a distance, it looked as if someone had smashed the bridge of his nose with a punch, and blood gushed out.

The next moment, the blade of the cold light fell directly on the ghost's face, and without too many obstacles, it broke through the black barrier and smashed in.

The brush, which was still outlining an inky silk thread, paused abruptly, and the barrel of the pen trembled slightly, as if surprised that this sudden attack was aimed directly at its body.

The spear-sized pen turned abruptly, splashing thick black water on top of the scarlet flames, erupting into a dense roar.

Gu Juan, who fell from the sky, slashed down with an axe, colliding head-on with the tip of the pen that flickered from below.

The next moment, his face changed suddenly, and when he looked down, he saw a faint black stream of water flowing up the axe, and in an instant, his right hand had already been dyed black, and it was still rapidly spreading towards his arm.

Click!

The long pen that had just finished defending and counterattacking trembled violently, and the axe that was slashed from another direction without warning was smashing on the barrel of the pen.

"This feeling of being invaded and corroded is really, heart-wrenching!"

With a low and painful roar, the patrol axe that Gu Juan was holding in his left hand suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared in his right hand without warning, and fell heavily again from another angle.

Immediately afterwards, the axe on Gu Ju's right hand also disappeared, but when it reappeared, it ran strangely to his feet, and was shot angrily like a leather ball, whistling and slashing at the same place.

Click!

Another crunch.

The spear-like brush trembled violently, and a narrow crack suddenly appeared in the part where the shaft was struck by the axe one after another, and a large amount of black ink flowed out of it, dripping to the ground.

Gu Juan was silent, and another axe fell like lightning, and at the same time, he ignored it, once again detonating the war between the Flame Palm Heat Flow and Qiankun borrowing Fa Zhenyuan.

This time, the pole was originally used for writing and painting, but now it was forced to turn into a spear, and the pen that had collided with the red Yan axe for an unknown number of times was disconnected from the middle down.

Bang!

A muffled thunder exploded in his ears, and the grimace that occupied an unknown number of acres of ground roared violently, and in an instant, Gu Juan was shocked to the point that his blood was floating, and he was almost unstable on his feet.

Gu Juan didn't say a word, and smashed down with an axe.

The pen, after resisting the slash, suddenly stood motionless and paused in mid-air.

It trembled violently, cracking through the middle of the barrel, wisps of black ink seeping out of the fracture and then flowing down in all directions, quickly creating an almost real-life picture.

Before you know it, the sky is already starting to shine.

No, not the dawn, but the light that comes out from under the nib.

Gu Juan saw a flower in front of him, and a deep mansion compound suddenly appeared in his sight.

A slender figure was standing in a room deep in the house, looking up at the starry sky through the window.

Gu Juan stared at the almost broken pen and the scene outlined around it, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Was he watching a movie?

How can this thing still have this effect?

However, he can not watch the movie, but he still has to hurry up and smash and burn that damn brush.

The sharp blade of the axe was wrapped in layers of red flame, and lightning slashed through the crack of the pen.

Then, without hesitation, he unleashed a second slash.

Again, it swiped over the barrel of the pen without any sensation of touching the entity.

Gu Juan did not continue, but looked at the increasingly real scene in front of him, and carefully retreated backwards for a distance.

He thought that another axe would really end the battle, but he didn't expect that the thing to become a three-dimensional projection in a way that he couldn't understand for the time being.

His attacks had little effect on it.

Do you want to blow it up again?

Such a thought flashed in Gu Juan's heart, but it was quickly extinguished by him.

With the linkage of Heaven and Earth Infinity and Flame Palm, it is not impossible to explode once, but it will make his current physical condition worse, and in today's situation, he can choose a more secure method first.

A line of red flame erupted from the palm of his hand, and in an instant, it crossed a distance of several zhang and burned quietly at the place where the pen was.

The two seemed to be undisturbed by each other, one concentrating on splashing ink on the painting, while the other lit a red fire on the scroll, smearing everything in the scene with a faint layer of blood.

It seems to have some effect, surrounded by red flames, and with Xiang Wei's perception, he can already faintly touch the traces of its existence.

But it's not enough.

Gu Ju's heart moved, and he began to control the release of the Flame Palm flame more finely, paying close attention to all the changes.

Of course, he also spent a little attention by the way, and from time to time looked at the "live-action movie" that had begun to play under the pen and fire.

After standing silently in front of the window for a long time, the girl suddenly sighed lowly.

"The world was decided, recuperation, God blessed my father and brother, and finally returned from the battlefield safely, although they all fell into lingering injuries, but also let our Sun family not collapse directly. ”

As she spoke, she suddenly began to cry, "I just pity my Liu Lang, but in the end I was buried in the battlefield and completely forgotten, and I have been waiting at home." ”

There is still a voice?

Gu Ju's heart moved, but what surprised him even more was what the girl said.

The world is decided!?

Gu Juan, who had been on guard, frowned, and then looked closely at the girl who was leaning against the window and sobbing, and suddenly found that her face seemed to be somewhat familiar.

She is the woman in white who just painted with a pen!

It's just that now it's the time for a sweet and young girl!

A thought flashed, and Gu Juan's control of the flames suddenly became more refined, and the whole person also entered a state of emptiness and thoughtlessness.

Suddenly, the picture changed again.

This time, it was the woman who appeared in Gu Juan's eyes, but she was much more mature and beautiful than before, and she already had seven or eight points of resemblance to the woman in white who was painting at the desk.

Her face was a little sad, and she was still holding a swaddling baby in her arms, which was babbling and not able to speak.

A man pushed the door open and walked in, and she turned around, bit her lower lip and handed the child over, where she watched him smile and tease.

After another moment, the man put the child on the small bed beside him, hugged her, whispered a few words in his ear, and the two embraced each other into the big bed.

Hey, the curtains were lowered, and he wasn't allowed to continue looking.

Gu Juan sighed slightly, after so much time, did she finally become her biological baby?

It's just that why did she look sad just now, could it be that she was holding the child who was now her father-in-law, but she remembered Liu Lang who died on the battlefield at the beginning?

Gu Juan was thinking about it, and suddenly the scene changed, the man had already dressed and left under her service, and she was the only one left in the room, and the baby who had just been held in her arms.

She looked down at the sleeping baby, and said a word that surprised Gu Juan to the extreme.

"The sky has no eyes, why did you let me suffer such a catastrophe!?"

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Chapter 177: Ghost Face