Just one look at you, and you're dead.

Although it sounds very exaggerated, among the ghosts, gods and fairies, this is not an exaggeration. The premise is that the difference between the two personalities is large enough.

For example, I don't know what year or month it was, as one of the three main deities of the Tianzhu Brahmanical religion, the one who symbolizes the end of the calamity and destruction, the guy who is commonly known as Shiva, the Dance Buddha, the Blue Neck Buddha, and the Asura Zhen Buddha is practicing penance in the Himalayas. It just so happened that the Protectors of the Heavens wanted to introduce Pafanti, the daughter of the Himalayas, to Shiva as the new wife, so they sent the god of love, named "Love Dyeing Heaven", to hold a bow of love made of flowers and bees, and shoot a **** arrow towards Shiva's heart.

However, Shiva, one of the three deities and a symbol of the destruction of the world, was furious by this arrow. The eye of wisdom on his forehead unleashed the fire of destruction in the world, and burned the divine body of Ai Ran Tian Kam alive, so that even if Ai Ran Tian was later resurrected, only the soul remained, and he became a completely invisible god.

But the problem is that the fat man in the yellow shirt is not the Shiva god who symbolizes the Lord of Destruction in Tianzhu, and Wei Ye is not in love with dyeing Tiankamu. In terms of cultivation, even though the fat man in the yellow shirt is a cut above Wei Ye, in the face of Dongyang Sword Zhu, who specializes in restraining yin and evil things, the combat power advantage brought by this higher cultivation is limited.

And characters with magic eyes in legends such as Medusa, Poison-Eyed Girl, and Two Rituals are all fresh and pleasing little girls, is this fat man in a yellow shirt worthy?

I didn't want to listen to such boring nonsense, Wei Yejian drew a circular arc, and his figure moved!

The sword moves, the body moves, and the arrows also move, and the fire on the steel short arrows flows, and they keep struggling, even if they are hindered by their minds, they must move forward!

Even though the fire burned on his face, the fat man in the yellow shirt still looked unchanged, his left hand was raised slightly, and his five fingers were slightly bent, as if he was grasping something in vain.

On the slide pole, the fat man in the yellow shirt held his left hand weakly and drank gently: "Break!"

With a "break", the fat man in the yellow shirt suddenly clenched his left hand, as if he had spent great strength trying to crush something in his palm.

Disturbed by this low shout, the Rokko arrow, which was still trying to break through the barrier of the power of the mind, suddenly shook, and the endless fire on the body of the arrow lost its original brilliance, and there was a faint sign of collapse!

The Liujia Arrow was shaken by this strange force born from the mind, but compared to the Liujia Arrow, Wei Ye, who was still ten steps away, was surprised to notice a trace of abnormality when he heard this low shout. The voice was not high, and it was slightly panting and whispered, but it seemed to have broken through the law of sound propagation in the air, and in his ears, it was like a hundred Sima Ling holding a spatula at the same time to abuse the thick-bottomed iron pot, and it sounded noisily!

Dangdang, dangdang!

Dangdangdang, of course, it is not Tang Xuanzang singing "ONLYYOU" affectionately, of course, it is not thunder and rain to collect clothes, but a strange mental power uses Wei Ye's ear as a bridge and penetrates directly into the chest!

Wei Ye's figure suddenly burst forward, and suddenly the demonic power invaded his chest, and his heart suddenly beat violently.

It is said that the heart is like a cat scratching, and who has ever tried that the heart was tightly held by an invisible hand? The immortal warlock's face suddenly turned pale, and the left foot that ran forward slammed to the ground! The peach golden sword was on the ground, and the sharp pain of the heart being held made Wei Ye's forehead sweat beads burst out in an instant, but how could he retreat at this moment?

The power of the strange mind borrowed the sound as a bridge and went straight into the chest, and Wei Ye's own cultivated Taoist True Qi sensed the invasion of the strange force, and immediately instinctively surged towards the heart vein.

The true qi of Taoism entered the heart, and the two incompatible breaths suddenly met, and for Wei Ye's heart, it was another sword rain. In the midst of an indescribable pain, Wei Ye was holding on to the peach daughter, unable to support it anymore, he stroked his chest with one hand and pressed down hard!

As soon as you press it, there is a "uh poof" sound, and your mouth is bright red. Wei Ye didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, so he staggered back three steps in a row.

However, taking three steps back, Tao Qianjin was still held by Wei Ye. Enduring the colics caused by the power of this mind and the struggle between his own true qi to protect his heart, Wei Ye gritted his teeth, stubbornly supported the gradually blackening perspective in front of him, and took another step forward!

Moving forward again, the conflict between the hearts and veins became even more acute, Wei Ye's face was pale at first, and then the blood became lighter and lighter, only a pair of eyes stared directly at the yellow-shirted fat man in front of him, and took another step forward. Every time he took a step closer to the yellow-shirted fat man, the more intense the invasion between the two forces between the heart's veins became, and the pain Wei Ye felt was even worse, but the immortal warlock insisted on the peach daughter, and still stepped towards the yellow-shirted fat man step by step.

Sensing the calm and stoic non-reply between Wei Ye's eyebrows, the fat man in the yellow shirt was also slightly moved, and said suspiciously: "You are also a cultivator and an immortal, how can you not know that your own body is precious, even if you reach such a miserable situation, you still want to cut me under the sword? However, do you know that if you take five more steps forward, you will end up with a broken heart and death? With such a temperament, what kind of Tao do you want to cultivate, what kind of immortals do you want to learn, and between Rong Ma Jinge, this is where you belong." ”

However, it is one thing to be moved and puzzled, and this does not prevent the yellow-shirted demon who looks like a dough from killing Wei Ye.

Putting away all the irrelevant emotions, the fat man in the yellow shirt raised his left hand. With his gestures, the movements of the four iron fetal spirit figurines were uniform, and they all raised their right hands and rushed towards Wei Ye.

And the fat man in the yellow shirt himself, standing high on the sliding rod that no one lifts, pays attention to his whole body, and urges his mind again!

The demonic aura of the mind moved with his heart, wanting to shake Wei Ye's heart again, until this heart full of murderous intent towards him was shattered and twisted. However, just as he sent the almost continuous telekinesis of his whole body towards the immortal warlock, the fat man in the yellow shirt kept holding his right hand, beating a few times from time to time, and the bronze fish talisman like a living thing lit up.

At the same time as the bronze fish talisman lit up, an extremely high temperature immediately came out of its body. At first, the heat surged with a faint sour smell peculiar to copperware, and then, the copper acid instantly changed its taste, turning into an unusually strong fishy smell, which was steamed even more intense in the high temperature.

Holding this piece of copper fish talisman that became really hot in an instant, the fat man in the yellow shirt felt the scorching heat flowing out of the copper fish talisman, and his face suddenly became angry!

"If you want to break through this ghost army, it depends on whether you have this ability!"

Shouted angrily, the fat man in the yellow shirt couldn't care about the immortal warlock who had already revealed the end of the strong crossbow, and his left palm led a dark green breath, towards the little vermilion on the forehead of the copper fish talisman, and slammed it down!