The tried and tested trick was easily cracked by Chen Jiannan, which made the yin evil extremely angry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the trick of the girl's ecstasy is mainly aimed at Chen Jiannan, not at the three masters of Zhang Cai and Liu, but the beautiful woman has a naked and delicate body, and everyone who sees it will be fascinated.

Fortunately, Chen Jiannan was determined and used Haoran righteousness to crack the trick of drinking souls, otherwise the lives of the three masters would be in danger.

If their souls are drunk away, they will be sucked into the skull staff, and eventually they will become the ghosts in the skull staff, and they will be treated as a trivial part of the soul killing weapon, and they will never be able to live beyond the skull.

Now that they woke up from their spring dreams, they realized that they had already walked in the ghost gate, and they were all shocked, angry and hateful.

Their crotch is slippery, and in just a short period of time, they have already had several encounters with the stunning beauty dream.

The three masters were annoyed, and they simultaneously pulled the trigger under the crossbow, and a dazzling light burst from above the trio's crossbow machine.

The iron tips of the three poisoned arrows burned red, and the body of the arrow rubbed dazzling sparks in the air, and with a piercing sound of breaking the air, it shot straight towards the yin evil body.

The soul drinking guide was broken by Chen Jiannan, and the yin evil was already extremely angry, and suddenly he was attacked by three masters, which was equivalent to lighting another fire on the burning sprouts.

The yin evil bone staff connected the dots, and there were bone knives, bone fragments, bone spurs, bone needles, etc., rushing towards the three poisonous arrows, and his body circled, but it was aimed at the master surnamed Liu.

Bone knives, bone fragments, bone spurs, and bone needles collided with poisonous arrows in the air, turning into bone meal and bone chips, and the wooden arrow body refined by a special process also burst into countless small pieces in the huge impact sound.

At this time, the yin and evil figure suddenly appeared like a ghost, only five zhang away, and was rapidly approaching the master surnamed Liu.

Such a close distance is equivalent to face to face for a cultivator, which is a very dangerous distance.

The master surnamed Liu had quickly taken out a poisoned arrow from the quiver behind his back and quickly loaded it on the crossbow bed of the crossbow arrow.

At the risk of the Benguang crossbow being scrapped due to continuous shooting, or even the crossbow machine exploding and injuring himself, the master surnamed Liu had no choice but to pull the trigger and shoot the poisoned arrow.

However, just as the master surnamed Liu was about to pull the trigger, the skull mandibles above the bone staff in the Yin Demon's hand were wide open, and a terrible ghost laugh came out of his open mouth.

The master surnamed Liu only felt a shock, his head buzzed, his whole body was out of strength, and he didn't even have the strength to pull the trigger.

A gray light as thin as a cicada's wings swept over, and the head of the master surnamed Liu broke away from his neck with various complex expressions such as horror, fear, and grief and indignation, and flew up obliquely, turning and falling towards the river.

With the frightened shouts of Zhang Cai's two masters, a blood spring shot up into the sky from the neck of the master surnamed Liu.

The severed corpse's hands were raised, and they danced wildly in the air, as if to catch the flying head.

After all, the master surnamed Liu was still dead, and the headless corpse and the scimitar magic weapon under his feet all fell, splashing all over the sky.

His soul was sucked into the skull staff with strong resistance and reluctance.

The soul of the master surnamed Liu flew into the skull staff, and immediately many powerful ghosts rushed towards him with anger, ferocity, and ghost energy.

The immeasurable negative aura rushed into his soul, and soon he also became a terrible ghost, full of hunger and thirst and the desire to eat souls.

The soul of the master surnamed Liu turned into a phantom of a powerful ghost, and together with countless powerful ghosts, it manifested in the seven orifices of the skull from time to time.

When Zhang Cai's two masters saw the tragic death of their brothers who had supported each other for decades, they roared in grief and indignation, pulled the trigger, and each shot an arrow at the evil cultivator.

Yin Evil didn't dare to underestimate him, his figure flashed, two poisonous arrows whistled around him, and the strong wind blew his torn robe, which looked extremely thrilling.

The sinister silver hair fluttered wildly, and he raised his head to utter strange syllables, as if he was chanting a spell, and he shook the bone staff in his hand violently.

The skull on the top of the bone staff had gloomy runes flashing wildly, and yin qi, ghost qi, corpse qi, evil qi, cold qi, demonic qi, death qi, etc., spewed out from the seven orifices, and all kinds of yin and evil gases poured out of the space.

Chen Jiannan and the others seemed to be pulled to the Nine Netherworld all of a sudden, the space was howling, the ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and the shadows of ghosts and monsters were constantly emerging.

Even the sun in the sky became extremely dim, like a cloudy day in the underworld, emitting an eerie dim red light.

There was a phantom rising in the sky, like a demon shadow, and like a ghost shadow, and the phantom gradually solidified, as high as a mountain, it was a human skeleton.

The human skeleton exudes an overwhelming momentum, as if he represents this side of the world, and compared to him, all life is an ant under his feet.

The human skeleton was like substance, as if his body was already so big, not an illusory image.

Behind the skull of the human skeleton was a faint glow of the cloudy sun, and his skull was exactly the same as the skull of the bone staff in the hand of the yin demon, as if the skull had been magnified millions of times, tens of millions of times.

Underneath his skull, it was as if the human bones had been pressed together by a bone staff stretched out in the proportions of a normal human skeleton, and each bone exuded an incomparably powerful force.

If you add flesh and blood, the owner of this skeleton must be very strong, and have the divine power to carry mountains and catch the moon.

The bones of this skeleton shone with a faint golden glow, as if its owner turned out to be a very great god and demon.

It's a pity that the stars are changing, the vicissitudes of life, no matter how powerful the life is, it will turn into dust in the never-ending time.

A ghostly fire flickered in each of the two deep eye sockets of the mountain-like massive human skeleton skull, like two huge lanterns, and his jaw was opened, and he let out a sigh of pathos.

This sigh seemed to be lamenting his own fall, and as if lamenting his sad life.

Maybe his life was a magnificent epic, maybe he was an amorous man who ended in tragedy.

He is no longer there, and perhaps the legends about him have faded into history, and no one knows anything about him anymore.

His sigh seems to be lamenting the world, because in his long life, he has seen too many tragedies.

Chen Jiannan's body trembled, as if this sigh was lamenting the misery of life in the world, and it also indicated the direction of his own life......

The life of the strong man has ended, perhaps his soul has been scattered, leaving only his sad sigh in heaven and earth.

Self-destined tragedy!