The sword painting unfolded slightly, not very quickly, but at the moment when Rakshasa thought of "why is this strange spell so slow", this white mana completely enveloped the body of a lifelong monk.

It didn't seem to follow Tang Qian's heart, but it seemed to hear the voice of the rakshasa heart, and then this spell became like this. Tang Qian's mouth was smiling, his eyebrows and eyes were also smiling, and he was smiling very happily, but the blood in his whole body was about to leave his body, and he could still laugh like this, even the two people who were drunk in the capital of Rakshasa and Leng Qing felt a little cold and very infiltrating.

- How can a person who is about to be killed by his own spell still give himself a sense of danger?

Tang Qian said softly: "The sword painting is my little world, the small world is the place where the monk can fully control, here the monk can be a real 'immortal' to a certain extent, the Buddha country in the palm of the Buddhists, the Taoist heaven and earth array, all of them are similar, simply put, what can be done is to follow the law, and then it is simpler, I am the emperor in the small world, whatever I say, I can even turn black into white - it should not be difficult to make my body less easily blown up by my own blood." His voice was not loud, but everyone here could hear it clearly.

Leng Qing didn't have time to think about why Tang Qian said such a paragraph, this was obviously where his spell was, but he said it so naturally, which was very puzzling, but she didn't pay attention to it anymore, she just wanted to kill Tang Qian now.

Her heart was in turmoil.

So she naturally followed what Tang Qian said, she could only understand what Tang Qian said about him using spells to keep himself from dying, and she immediately grasped the point, all she had to do was cut off Tang Qian's spell - the simplest way to make the monk stop the spell was also the most direct and effective-

"Hurry up!" This sentence was said to Rakshasa at this moment, and Rakshasa did not hesitate at this moment, and immediately rushed towards Tang Qian.

Yunzhou, the capital of Yunzhou - or the place of half the capital, half of the city of Yunzhou. Sima actually sighed, and this sigh even included a trace of admiration: "This Tang Qian may not be the one in Zhongzhou, because the one in Zhongzhou seems to be still reciting poems in his own small attic, but this Tang Qian's talent and understanding are really terrifying." Sima said, he was still the old god, and looked at a man with a square face and a beard on the side, it was Liu Taishou of Los Angeles: "Your little confusing language technique has been learned by him ten out of ten - although he won't lose this time, I actually want to see how he can win." ”

Confusing words, it is a spell that confuses people's hearts, Tang Qian looked at it in Zhou Sheng's ears, and at least knew the approximate effect of this spell, and then used the spell he already knew to simulate a similar one, which is actually sometimes really talented.

Sima and Feng Feng were sitting, Yan Yan was tied, and there were several people standing under him, namely Liu Taishou, Du Yunqi Commander, and a man with a masked face. Yunzhou City is now covering the sky and the sun is the flow of mana, the aura overflows, but there is not a lot of dead qi, and even at this time, many "people" who have blood rice porridge cultivated in it are absorbing this dead qi, and those boxes that are used for net removal have already begun to be used - half of them have completely arrived in Yunzhou City, but some places still need some time to be able to completely come out of those transparent prisms like glass - the spell time to get rid of this teleportation transfer is different for different locations.

And among the only living people in Yunzhou City, only one person can see what Yu looks like now, and this person is Sima.

Tang Qian's talent is not low, so now he has inadvertently fallen for his spell with Rakshasa and Leng Qing, and then acted according to Tang Qian's ideas - at least misleading, because Leng Qing was not going to force his move, but it just needed to delay time, and Rakshasa did not need to rush forward - as long as he protected Leng Qing, who was the caster of this water spell.

Therefore, Tang Qian's spell is not like control, but more like it has hooked some special methods in Leng Qing and Rakshasa hearts, such as killing intent.

It was precisely because of the subtlety of this puzzle spell that Sima wanted to see if the lore he had laid out was really a lore, even if all the prisms in the entire Yunzhou City needed him to control at this time- Yu is not in the Quartet Realm, or it is not in any world, in this case, there is a slight deviation in the transfer of each prism, these need Sima to calculate a little bit and then adjust, and finally unravel those prisms, this is like dividing the Yu into small pieces, and then sealing, and then bringing them to Yunzhou City, it takes time and energy to unravel these small pieces, but even so, Sima still insists on taking a distraction to see what Tang Qian is going to do.

Tang Qian's method was very simple, even simpler than Sima thought.

Tang Qian's body was trembling, this was because of Leng Qing's spell, but his hand was still fast, even faster, Tang Qian's right index finger and middle finger gently twisted a cold green ice thorn on his body, this ice thorn didn't seem to melt, it was always here, no matter Tang Qian's mana or his own body temperature, he couldn't melt it in the slightest, Tang Qian didn't change his face and pulled out the ice thorn that had pierced him, just two fingers.

The whole body of the lifelong monk exudes golden light, but the solemn eyes of the Dharma minister are a sea of blood, and there is a layer of Dharma seal on his hand, which is the immeasurable seal, Tang Qian is the ice thorn pulled out when the lifelong monk rushed to the front and raised his hand, and then when the immeasurable seal of the lifelong monk did not hit Tang Qian, the ice thorn in Tang Qian's hand had already pierced into the body of the lifelong monk first. Rakshasa was ruthless in his heart, but what he was thinking about was exchanging injuries for his life, what could this ice thorn do, it was Leng Qing's spell, and it would not have any effect on himself, it controlled the palm of a lifelong monk to continue to stretch forward, and the immeasurable imprint was about to be imprinted on Tang Qian's head - if it hit, it might not even need Leng Qing's water spell, and Tang Qian didn't even have a head, and then it saw Tang Qian's left hand.

Tang Qian's left hand turned out to be much faster than his right hand, and the last one came first, and it had already hit the chest of the lifelong monk.

"I'm not a person who is incapable, but I can steal, steal a little bit of everything, for example, I feel good about your water spell, and even watched it a few more times, and this time I finally learned a little bit. ”

Tang Qian's palm was mediocre, much worse than the immeasurable seal of a monk in his life, but under this palm, Rakshasa found that he couldn't beat the immeasurable seal in his hand.

Because Tang Qian actually used the ice thorn in his hand to have a better reason for using the ice thorn cold green spell in his body, he stirred the blood in the body of the lifelong monk, and directly beat out all the blood in his body.

A blood-colored human form, as if slowed down countless times, was slowly falling.

Tang Qian's mouth and nose were bleeding, but he smiled even more happily.