At the critical juncture of the fighting method, Chen Jiannan actually knew that the sea was disordered and crazy, and he had almost no power to protect himself, and he was on the verge of life and death. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The house leak happened to rain overnight, jumped into the coffin, and then the withered old evil who had been watching by the side seemed to have a more acute spiritual sense through the blessing of the coffin.

The two sides of the fighting method are separated by phantom light, and there are many ripples of distorted light, so the visual visibility is very low.

But Chen Jiannan had a mad attack, and the withered old evil seemed to have discovered something, and immediately launched the evil method, and the evil pattern shot out from the front of the ghostly coffin, and there was no hindrance along the way, forming more than five hundred forks and piercing into the high wall.

The high wall that stands for thousands of feet trembles with light lines, and at the same time emits a piercing 'zizi' sound, and there is black light and black gas and gray light and gray gas on the veins of the high wall, and the clear air mixed with gray and black negative gas on the wall erupts from time to time, and there are black ** lines and gray evil lines along the veins of the road lines like vines climbing and entwining, to collapse the main structure of the defensive high wall.

Chen Jiannan's madness was sudden, and he suddenly had no mental strength to maintain the fighting method, and the demon side quickly took the upper spot, and the light patterns on the high wall trembled more and more, and there were continuous beeping sounds in many places, it was really precarious, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time.

If the defensive wall was destroyed, the Evil Pattern Demon Pattern would soon grow and drive straight in, piercing into Chen Jiannan's body, destroying his Dao Foundation, and all kinds of negative gases would be injected into his body, which would immediately turn him into a dry corpse, and even his flesh and bones would turn into corpse powder and scatter.

At this dangerous juncture, it seems that one can only pray that Chen Jiannan's spirit will suddenly return to normal.

But looking at his appearance at the moment, he was hunched up, bowing his head and smiling, and his mental condition showed no signs of improvement at all.

Could it be that Chen Jiannan, a generation of genius swordsmen, is going to die here with grievances?

At this moment, Princess Anyang no longer pursued the second envoy of the ghost, holding the fetal sword that emitted five-colored divine light in her hand, and rushed in the direction of Chen Jiannan and the demon fighting method.

From a distance, a wall of light that condensed the Dao Law and stood high in the sky trembled faintly, as if it was in danger of cracking at any time, and it seemed that Chen Jiannan's situation was not good.

Princess Anyang was horrified and hurried to come to the rescue.

Princess Anyang could see that the second ghost envoy naturally also saw the tendency of the fighting method to be one-sided.

"Anyang slut, don't run away, the two brothers of this evil monarch want to catch you, and then tame you, bring us tea and water during the day, make beds and quilts, wash our feet and rub our backs at night, and massage and sleep. The ghost envoy shouted, trying to drag Princess Anyang and prevent her from mixing up with the spell competition over there.

The two ghosts and ghosts made the evil law come out in succession, and the sword light was slashed, all of which greeted Princess Anyang's vital body.

Princess Anyang dodged the attacks of the continuous spells and sword lights on the left and right sides of the back, and the anger in her chest burned.

Reciting a strange and obscure mantra with strange syllables, a cloud rose above Princess Anyang's head, and a shrine flew up with the clouds.

The red shrine is full of gold, and the shrine is dedicated to a man who is only half an arm tall, with a red belly pocket painted with divine patterns on his upper body, and a square trouser on his lower body, barefoot, with a handful of black and white sparse hair in the middle and on both sides of his head, and his skin is crumpled all over his body, looking like a little old man, more like an ancient god of a premature aging boy.

This god is a legendary god of disasters that specialize in disasters to the world, and his mana is very high, and nothing good happens to him.

The god of calamity slapped his crumpled lips with his palms and yawned.

His two eyeballs were dark blue on the left and blood red on the right, and the eyeballs seemed to be bottomless, with many cloud patterns inside, and there were countless divine words flashing on the cloud patterns.

The shrine above Princess Anyang's head turned to the direction facing the ghost envoy, and the two eyes of the god of disaster in the shrine revealed a blue and a red demonic light, and raised his finger to point to the ghost envoy in front of him.

A strange aura enveloped the past, and the ghost made the spirit shiver, and a bad premonition rose from his heart.

The Ghost Shadow Trail Leg rushed a hundred feet above the ground, and suddenly he didn't know what he had kicked, and the Ghost screamed in horror, and at the same time his body fell forward in embarrassment.

It was not easy to stabilize his body, and the ghost envoy subconsciously looked down at the back where Fang had just stumbled, and there was obviously no hard object there.

Think about it, I really saw a ghost, a ghost can run on the rugged ground and still walk on the ground, run in the empty void, and even stumble?

The demon envoy is cursed by the god of calamity, and the bad luck is not only that.

Before the panic of being tripped over for some reason, the ghost envoy suddenly felt itchy all over his body, as if there were many lice biting every inch of skin, even the back of his hand and palm.

The envoy looked at the back of his hand in horror and saw that there were no insects biting, but the itching sensation was not false.

Soon, the envoy saw eczema-like red spots on the back of his hands, red spots all over his body, and then blisters on the red spots.

All this came quickly, and the skin of the demon envoy suddenly turned red from wrinkled gray, and even his face was flushed with blisters.

The evil law cultivation of the ghost envoy is profound, and it is generally difficult to have any minor illnesses, but at this moment, the body is abnormally protruding, but it is also very frightened.

The incense-filled shrine turned in a different direction, and the god of calamity's eyes glowed with a strange light, pointing at the charmer.

The calamity star of the Tianshan Mountains flashed, and a strange aura enveloped the enchanted envoy.

The charm felt as if he was being stared at by a strange eye in the dark, looking left and right in horror, but he didn't know where the strange eye that seemed to be staring at him in the sixth sense was and what it wanted to do.

Although the envoy was panicked, he still hurried forward on the phantom phantom legs, and the frequency of alternating legs was very fast, and his speed was very fast.

In the rapid running, the two legs were strangely twisted together, like two vines curled and coiled around each other.

By the time the charm envoy reacted, the two legs were already curled up in pain, just because the legs would tear each other when they stepped on, and there were lacerations at the base of the thighs.

The charm envoy was taken aback, how bad luck it was, and the two legs would be rolled together when he ran.

A awake corpse that relies on spinal nerves to control behavior will not roll its legs together when it runs, and the charm envoy's divine sense is sensitive, the brain is agile, and the brain stem is sound, so it is really unreasonable to do such a thing.

The charm envoy finally separated the two legs that were rolled together, and there was a tearing pain at the base of the thigh, and both legs were a little numb due to the blood squeezing together and not circulating.

You don't have to think about it to know that the shrine that exudes a hazy divine light above Princess Anyang's head is strange, and the charm envoy screamed, her right arm opened and closed widely, and she slashed down in the direction of the shrine with a knife.

The sword light with the fireworks slashed out from the sharp edge of the ghost flame knife, and I don't know what happened, the sword light seemed to turn around, and it slashed directly at the left arm of the charm envoy.

The envoy 'accidentally' slashed his left arm, the wide sleeves of his robe burned by the flames of the sword, the flesh on his arm was burned, blue-black blood gushed from the wound, and the humerus was almost cut in two.

A sharp stabbing pain came from the upper arm of his left hand, coupled with a strong sense of grievance in his heart, the charm envoy couldn't hold back any longer, and raised his head to let out a scream of pain like killing a pig.