"Giggle......

The upper and lower rabbit teeth of the rabbit spirit kept colliding, and the hand holding the bronze mirror was also trembling slightly, and the whole body was shaking like an electric current. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyone who saw such a scene would inevitably wonder what would happen if it were me.

Rush up and avenge the big black bull?

Such thoughts, rabbit spirits have no idea at all.

After killing the Minotaur, Gu Xiaozhao turned to look at the rabbit spirit, his eyes were not very sharp, and his indifferent gaze had nothing to do with sharpness at all.

However, the rabbit spirit couldn't help but snort.

Without the slightest hesitation, it turned and fled.

At this moment, the order of the demon king Zhu Ziyin has been left behind by it, for it, this life is the most important, only to keep this life, and later.

Could it be that he lost his life like a big black bull?

This little Taoist priest is ruthless, obviously in excellent condition, and also hides a large number of rune papers, but he makes a weak appearance to lure them into being fooled.

I went up to meet him, but I was just a big black cow to be buried!

In an instant, the rabbit spirit rushed into the reeds.

At the critical moment, it regained its true form, and its hands, which had lost the bronze mirror, became forelimbs, and on all fours, ran wildly forward in the reeds.

In this way, the resistance in front will become smaller.

Running into the depths of the reeds, it couldn't help but look back, only to find that Gu Xiaozhao was following behind him, chasing after him.

No way!

Big brother, I've already avoided you, why are you chasing after you.

In fact, as long as it calmed down a little and did not flee in a straight line, did not rush into the reeds, but bypassed the reeds and ran to the side, then Gu Xiaozhao would not follow after him.

The reason why Gu Xiaozhao rushed into the reeds was nothing more than a straight line, passing through the reeds, it was the closest to the ferry, and if it was a detour, it would take more time.

Since the rabbit spirit has been frightened and opened the way for himself in front, then, follow it.

The rabbit spirit who was busy running for his life naturally couldn't think of this, he only knew that he was running desperately, wanting to use his speed to open the distance between him and Gu Xiaozhao.

As for turning around to meet the enemy.

This option is not in its consideration.

The speed of the rabbit is indeed very fast, even more so in the reeds, Gu Xiaozhao's light body kung fu is also counted, but he is also slowly distanced by the other party.

When he was still more than ten feet away, he saw the rabbit spirit rushing out of the reeds.

At this time, Gu Xiaozhao slowed down his pace and walked slowly along the path opened up by the other party. Although he didn't think that the rabbit had the courage to hide outside the reeds and ambush him, there was nothing wrong with being careful.

Picking up a clump of reeds, Gu Xiaozhao walked out of the reeds.

Then, he stood where he was.

More than ten zhang in front of him, the rabbit spirit who should have escaped far away stood in front of a dirt pit, with his back to him, his whole body trembling like chaff.

In an instant, Gu Xiaozhao's gaze spread all around.

On the right is the Santu River, where the fog has dissipated a lot, but it is still not clear to see the other side, not so much the river as the sea.

On the left is a small hill that is bare and only a few weeds grow.

At this time, a man is standing on the hillside.

The man was extremely tall, about eight feet, extremely thin, and wore an emerald green robe, like a bamboo pole with an emerald green cloth wrapped around it.

The river wind blew through the river and howled, rolling up a large amount of mist, blowing the willows, weeds, shrubs, and reeds on the river bank to bow their heads in unison.

The wind was so strong that it was easy to blow away that skinny bamboo pole on the hillside.

However, Gu Xiaozhao had no such thoughts.

The moment he saw the thin bamboo pole, the Zhaoxue Contemplation Mind Method running in the dantian was instantly shattered, and the external Hai Na Baichuan Qi Exploration Technique was violently withdrawn as if encountering a natural enemy, and all thoughts were like the tide of the ebb tide rapidly receding towards the pineal gland between the eyebrows.

Gu Xiaozhao can only hold on to the Heavenly Palace.

In the sea of knowledge, a bright moon rises.

At the same time, he recited the scriptures silently, and in turn ran the infinite Vientiane Clear-record Clarity and Wandering chapters, so that he could stabilize the sea of knowledge and prevent it from shattering.

It was so powerful that he could barely breathe.

After stabilizing his soul, Gu Xiaozhao shook the bell on his waist.

In the Tianyun Realm, Gu Xiaozhao once glanced at the innate master of the Dripping Water View stationed in Fang City from a distance in Fang City, and that person also pressed him so much that he didn't dare to release his divine thoughts.

However, the pressure on him was not as good as that of this guy standing on the hillside.

Although, there is the reason why the innate master didn't pay attention to him, and the terrible guy in front of him stared at him deadly.

However, Gu Xiaozhao believed that the strength of the guy in front of him was no worse than that innate master, and maybe it was even better.

Of course, this comparison is meaningless, just like asking which one is better, Xiang Yu or Lu Bu, there is no answer at all.

After all, different planes have different laws.

"My ......, King"

The rabbit spirit weakened her legs, knelt facing the man, and said in a stumbling mouth.

Before the words fell, I saw a wisp of blood mist suddenly splash up from the top of the rabbit spirit's head like a fountain, reflected in the sun, not moving in the wind, straight up, until it was more than a zhang high before falling in all directions.

The source of the blood mist is the rabbit essence.

Skin, bones, and internal organs were all crushed and shattered by some invisible pressure, turning into a mist of blood and rising into the sky. Faced with such a situation, the rabbit spirit not only did not resist, but did not even snort, like a rabbit on a vegetable market stall that was skinned by a butcher before it died.

Eventually, it turned into a mist of blood that spread all around, staining the ground around it a blood-red color.

Gu Xiaozhao knew who this king in the rabbit spirit's mouth was.

It is Zhu Ziyin, the target of the Demon Order, a terrifying transformation demon, although he has never seen the other party, his shape has been told by the master.

The rabbit spirit died so miserably, it should be punished by him for the crime of fleeing without a fight.

What to do?

Unless you can hide in the world of the stele, or the stele rushes out to save yourself, you will not escape.

However, in the face of such a powerful coercion, Gu Xiaozhao had no idea of being restrained, even if he didn't even have the strength to move a finger now.

On the earth, Gu Xinyan had a nightmare.

This is because after waking up from a dream, a part of the nerve center of the brain, the Three Souls, has awakened, but the nerve center that innervates the muscles, that is, part of the Seven Spirits, has not resumed its function, so there is a situation where you are awake but cannot control your body.

Now, Gu Xiaozhao's situation is similar to this.

Although the divine soul is awake, however, the divine mind is pressed in the pineal gland at the center of the eyebrows, which is called the heavenly palace of the Dao Sect, and he is not allowed to go out, so he cannot control his body.

Zhu Ziyin, who was standing on the hillside in the distance, looked at Gu Xiaozhao indifferently, as if looking at an ant, he raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and then shook it hard.

At that moment, the air around Gu Xiaozhao suddenly had substance, trapping him like a cage, and it was squeezing towards him little by little.

After a while, he will be like a rabbit spirit, turning into a cloud of blood mist and becoming the nourishment of the land under his feet.