At this moment, Fang Shou was like an ant on a hot pot, sweating profusely in a hurry!

"I said that Xianyi is an ordinary man, how can he resist the invasion of the blood sickle, it is because of the help of this rosary! No wonder! If it were not for the inspiration of my heart, I would have inadvertently put on this bead, I must have already fallen into the path of this sickle! Terrible! It is really terrible! No! I want to return to Bibo Lake as soon as possible and seek the help of the old man, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Shou ran the true yuan, and used his body method "Longitudinal Cloud Ladder" with all his might, and walked through the dense forest like a gust of wind, however, before he could go far, he stumbled again, rolled down the branches in an instant, knocked over the thorn bushes, and was pierced like a hedgehog, and fell straight down!

"Oh yes!"

Spit out a mouthful of mud, Fang Shou lay on the ground, his eyes closed, his brows deeply locked, and pressed the rosary on his forehead, resisting the invasion of the blood sickle soul with all his might. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but the strange thing is that just when the two were fighting, at the moment when they couldn't be struck, suddenly a faint bloodshot was drilled out from the Baihui acupoint above Fang Shou's head!

The blood streaks went all the way down the top of his head, and finally merged into the root of the bridge of the nose in the middle of Fang Shou's eyes, and then divided into two, each to both ends, and quickly drilled into Fang Shou's pupils with lightning speed.

"Bang dang~!"

As if a scab fell, the blood sickle finally broke away from Fang Shou's palm, and with an unusually terrible cry of pain, Fang Shou covered his face with his hands and knelt on the ground in pain, his head against the hard surface, trying to expel the foreign object that had inexplicably invaded his eyes.

Somehow, at the moment when his eyes were bloodshot, the coolness of the rosary on his wrist completely lost its effect!

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

I saw his hands clenched into fists, slamming the ground hard, and making an unimaginably violent bombardment sound.

"What the hell is this! What is it? You come out for me!

Fang Shou's voice was hoarse and terrifying, but at this moment, the blood sickle-shaped moon blade, light waves flowed on it, and a hidden blood-like liquid oozed out, seeping into the surface, constantly pouring into his forehead, and finally condensed to the location of his eye socket.

Again, Fang Shou screamed in pain on his back, his voice shook the sky, and around his pupils, countless blood threads extended, densely packed, spreading to the entire whites of his eyes, and in the depths of the pitch-black pupils, half a crescent moon rose from each other, and extended inward, faintly on the root of the bridge of the nose, forming a complete blood moon, reflecting an incomparably treacherous demonic pupil to the outside world.

At this moment, it was daylight, and Fang Shou's abnormality seemed to alarm the forest birds, and they flew into the air in flocks, but there were more insects and beasts nearby, such as ants, rabbits, snakes, etc., and they fled from the nest in large numbers, mixed together, and fled here in terror.

All of a sudden, the birds covered the sun, like a lead cloud covering the sky and the sun, birds everywhere, the forest became a pot of porridge, as if something extremely terrible had happened, even the round-faced Taoist priest and the thin Taoist priest who had walked far away, both stopped, looked back in disbelief, and said:

"Isn't that where we were.....? Could it be that the head of Daoxian has come over?!"

"Look for you big-headed ghost! Don't run away yet! What are you doing in a daze!"

slapped the other party's head fiercely, and the thin Taoist chief forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, forcibly dragged the innocent round-faced Taoist priest, desperately urged the internal force, and escaped without a trace.

This place is located at the junction of the three mountains and the west mountain, so it is not far from the two counties of Gyeonggi in Tianfu, with the foot power of Fang Shou, the longitudinal cloud ladder can be reached in less than half a day, but at this moment there is a evil sickle haunting, Fang Shou has been too busy to take care of himself, how can he have the energy to return to Bibo Lake?

Fortunately, the sky is endless, and at this moment, the string of prayer beads that Dao Xian gave to Fang Shou played its role again, and a cool breath poured into the center of his eyebrows like a spring, making Fang Shou's consciousness gradually return to normal, but the round of blood moon between his eyebrows was unmoved, and it was still emitting a strange demonic light.

"Damn! Damn!" Fang Shou struggled to get up from the ground, and Fang Shou used the cloud ladder to stumble all the way through the jungle, heading in the direction of Gyeonggi County, Tianfu.

I don't know how many times he fell, how many times he was confused, but he was always stimulated by the cool breath from the string of prayer beads on his wrist, so that he could find the direction and continue on his way.

Fall, get up again. But with each fall, Fang Shou's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness seemed to be filled with lead, and his entire brain was drowsy.

But he couldn't give up.

Fang Shou knew what it would mean once he gave up, thinking about back then, but Wang Shi'an, who was an ordinary man, could set off a bloody storm in the entire Zhongzhou, not to mention Fang Shou, a monk with a five-layer cultivation of condensation.

"No, I can't give up. ”

Gritting his teeth, Fang Shou jumped onto the top of the tree again, stepping on the branches and moving forward, dragging countless afterimages behind him, judging by his speed, he had reached the extreme of what he could play. And all of this was done under the premise that Fang Shou was almost unconscious, and the only obsession that urged him to complete such an act was the blood sickle-

It must be handed over to the old man!

Otherwise, it is evil!

.......

In this way, until the end of dusk and the darkness fell, although Fang Shou was reluctant all the way, he finally crossed the forest sea and came to the Bibo Lake area, and through the shadow of the trees, he could already see the figure of the grass hut standing alone near the ferry.

"Finally ..... It's here."

At this moment, Fang Shou had already exhausted his strength, the true yuan in his body had withered, and his consciousness was just hanging by the rosary, and the death ban on his body, without the suppression of the true yuan, had also spread to his chest, threatening his life at all times.

"Not yet! I can't fall!"

Fang Shou had already felt that, on the one hand, it was the consciousness of the instrument soul that was getting stronger and stronger, and it was about to suppress himself and dominate his body, while on the other hand, the death forbidden was like the sickle of death, hanging high above his head, and it could fall at any time.

But he had no choice.

"Du Lao~"

Fang Shou tried to scream, but the sound was so slight that it didn't come far before it disappeared.

But Fang Shou knew that Du Lao could hear it, even if he was still in the forest of Xishan, Du Lao could hear it, the difference was only that Du Lao was willing to intervene.

"Du Lao~ I've all arrived here, are you still unwilling to help?"

Fang Shou's voice became weaker and weaker, and at this moment, there was a loud thunder, and the rain in the sky fell suddenly, instantly slapping on the ground and making a crackling sound, and Fang Shou's whole body was quickly soaked with water.

The rain merged into a stream on the hair at the front end, sliding down from Fang Shou's eyes, with that desperate expression, as if he had just cried, but who knew that there were no bitter and salty tears mixed in it?

"There's no time. It's true... I'm running out of time..."

Finally, the Blood Scythe Soul was still one step ahead, successfully gaining the upper hand, and then a powerful vitality was drawn out of the surrounding space, fed back to Fang Shou's dantian, and once again pressed the death ban back below his shoulder, and was still shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and until Fang Shou completely lost consciousness, his eyes always stayed at the end of the forest, like a lighthouse, on the old grass house that did not move under the thunderstorm.

And just when Fang Shou lost consciousness and was completely manipulated by the grinder, the forest suddenly fell silent, as if all the terrifying power before was forcibly blocked in an instant, and then disappeared, and the birds and beasts that were frightened away by the blood sickle before also stopped their actions at this moment, as if the crisis had been lifted, and returned to the nest one after another.

"It's you?!"

At this time, "Fang Shou" opened his eyes, the previous tired color was swept away, and in its place, it was unprecedented gloomy and cold, he held the blood sickle in one hand, slowly got up, completely mutated pupils, staring at the depths of the jungle, only to see a vast figure, coming across the void, along the way the rain has been avoided, leaving a vacuum field.