Just as Ji Changfeng and Bai Chaosheng were talking, the cannibal flower that had been deceived by Li Congcong finally recognized the authenticity, turned around, and came straight to the east.

The fat man of Miao Jiang knew that he was frustrated, so he was anxious to behave at the moment, bit the tip of his tongue, and sacrificed blood to revive the meat puppet in his hand.

I saw that the puppet had no facial features, and after being dyed with blood, it grew up all of a sudden, not only swelled more than ten times in size, but also gradually gave birth to human eyebrows and eyes, and in the end, it was actually an eight-year-old child, but his complexion was purple and black, his eyes were white, he grinned, and he had a poisonous miasma-

This kind of monster, called Gu Man Tong, is cultivated by the people of the Tianjiang tribe with their hearts and blood, and can be driven to fight against the enemy.

Gu Man Tong had only grown to the level of eight or nine points, and before his muscles and bones could stretch, the man-eating flower had already bitten its neck first.

I saw Kuman Tong pull his left hand and forcibly pull the cannibal flower off his neck.

Looking at the man-eating flower's mouth, the black air is full, and the fangs are broken, and it is actually poisoned.

The fat man Wu shouted in the air: "Hey, hey, our doll in Miao Jiang is amazing-look at your rotten cauliflower is still arrogant!"

The cannibal lost its fangs, and the attack was even worse, and after a few turns, he wrapped himself around the Kuman Tong, and after seven or eight circles, his whole body shrank, and black gas came out, and he fell straight down after a while.

The fat man was overjoyed, and urged Gu Man Tong to step on the corpse of the man-eating flower a few more times, and said as he stepped on it:

"Make you arrogant! Make you arrogant!"

Suddenly there were 180 red embroidery threads in the ground, and one of them was not careful, and they wrapped Kuman Tong tightly.

The embroidery thread is not a living thing, and the Gu poison of Gu Man Tong's skin has no choice but to be entangled by it, and it is getting tighter and tighter, and it is getting tighter and tighter, Gu Man Tong is in pain, and he can't understand human language, but he just howls.

Suddenly, he pulled out an embroidery thread and tightened Kuman Tong's neck, so that it could no longer make a sound, but only whimpered.

Seeing this, the fat man felt great pain in his heart, but he was helpless against the bloodless, fleshless, desireless, and thoughtless embroidery thread. He had no choice but to forbear for the time being, and turned back to Li Congcong for help:

"Little Heavenly Master, save the crow, the crow is dying-"

Li Congcong's first thought was to use the blade and cut the embroidery thread. However, the alienated embroidery thread was really tightly entangled, and when the blade touched, it would inevitably hurt Kuman Tong's flesh and skin.

At that moment, his thoughts turned seven or eight, and none of them worked, so he had to look around to find the magic deity.

Just as he looked around, the Kuman Thong finally couldn't support it anymore and was completely angry.

It is the same as the blood of the fat man, and the pain of the breath has also been transmitted to the fat man. When the fat man cried, he was about to cry, thinking that he was in danger, so he had to swallow it.

At this time, Li Congcong finally saw the trace of the blue-faced female corpse, and immediately made an urge, stepping on the big heron under the seat and swooping over.

The blue-faced female corpse flicked between her fingers, and thousands of embroidery threads came out, and a big longevity coat was woven with a snap of her fingers, and it swayed in the wind, and floated straight to Li Congcong.

The momentum of the dive was too strong, and Li Congcong didn't have time to dodge for a while, and hit the big longevity coat head-on.

The shroud was entangled a few times, and it was wrapped around Li Congcong. Li Congcong was shocked, and hurriedly took off his clothes, but after all, it was slow-

There was an embroidery thread on the shroud for the green-faced female corpse to hold in his hand, and when he saw the upper body of the shroud from a distance, he pulled the embroidery thread, and the shroud was immediately tightened.

Li Congcong was immediately wrapped in it, crying bitterly, and after a while, the thread of the clothes pierced into the flesh and blood, and he couldn't even cry out the bitterness, just stuck out his tongue and trembled cold.

Fortunately, as soon as the flesh opened, blood flowed out. The blood of his Li family was originally the nemesis of a hundred ghosts, and when the shroud was stained a little, he got out in shock, and swayed ten zhang away, and he didn't dare to approach again.

Li Congcong escaped death, but after all, his energy was exhausted and he could not fight again.

Just then, the fat man arrived. He shook the bell, jingled the bell, and actually made a "ghost raising Gu", and after a while, two Yaksha demons crawled out of his grass ghost cup, and pounced on the green-faced female corpse-

"Today, let's have another ghost eater!"

However, the blue-faced female corpse ignored them. He took a leisurely turn, and the two people and ghosts in front of him went around, and one flicked his sleeves, and swept away to the cliff.

On the cliff, Bai Chaosheng and Ji Changfeng were talking, and he suddenly appeared, and a sharp claw directly grabbed Bai Chaosheng's face.

Just two inches away, a green sword slashed through the air. The blue-faced female corpse was hit by the sword qi, and suddenly fell out of the way.

Ji Changfeng held the green sword in his hand, and Lang Lang smiled and said, "Bai Gongzi, you still want me to protect you-"