Magical powers.

Chen Yuanyuan heard it, but didn't know what it meant.

Before Chen Yuanyuan could ask, there was another change in the field.

Mr. Xilu, who originally seemed to be frozen, suddenly "lived".

Yu Ruyi let out a roar, like a wolf roar, like a lion's roar, and like the terrible howl of many beasts in the face of natural enemies.

The howl directly broke through the Buddha's light, and Mr. Xilu instantly regained his freedom.

Chen Yuanyuan saw that Mr. Xilu's nails suddenly swelled after getting out of trouble, and his fangs protruded from his lips.

It looks like the legendary blue-faced and fanged ghost, but the original Mr. Xilu is gone, and he is replaced by this monster with three feet of blood in his eyes.

Chen Yuanyuan felt that his heart was clenched by something.

Barely able to breathe.

"This thing, this thing is so similar to the monster that I saw in the dream when I turned into a Qian Dao man and pushed the Qian Dao man down. ”

Especially now that Mr. Xilu's knees, where the barbs slowly popping out of his elbows, are gradually elongating.

The old monk's face also became solemn.

The monster, or rather Mr. Xilu, let out a loud roar, and for a moment, the whole house began to shatter, like yellow sand.

The old monk kept chanting in his mouth, and the Buddha's light wrapped the old monk, and also saved the scholar who was fainted on the ground, but the Buddha's light was too strong to see what the old monk was doing.

But Chen Yuanyuan doesn't want to know what he's doing now.

Li Guotao saw that the yellow sand was sanding, and he didn't hesitate, and stepped heavily on the ground, and the earth immediately cracked, and it was strange to say that the cracked earth was not big or small, just surrounding Chen Yuanyuan and Li Guotao, and then, Huang Chen began to rotate, rotate, forming a land tornado!

Chen Yuanyuan's eyes couldn't be opened, and he was blown by the wind as if he was about to fly out, but he was hugged by Li Guotao so that he could stand on the ground.

For a long time, the wind breathes.

Chen Yuanyuan was choked and coughed repeatedly, but Li Guotao couldn't care about these anymore, as soon as the wind stopped, he was in front of Chen Yuanyuan.

Chen Yuanyuan opened his eyes, spit out loess in his mouth, but the inside of his nose was also loess, so it was not uncomfortable.

When you open your eyes, this place has long been completely destroyed, ruined and broken, and the mess is not in shape.

The confrontation continues.

The old monk was holding the Shi Wudreadnought seal in his hand, and he was not chanting, his eyes widened angrily, and he looked at Mr. Xilu, who had completely become a monster on the other side.

And Mr. Xilu let out a wry smile, and a pair of bloody eyes kept scanning the old monk, trying to find weaknesses.

The old monk sneered and said, "You can't even control your own demons, what else do you want to be a teacher and save the rest of your lineage?"

Mr. Xilu opened his mouth and said, "Say whatever you want, but I really have no intention of hurting the master, please don't get in my way, let my clan have a way to live, and give my clan a line of hope." ”

The old monk shook his head lightly and said, "No." ”

Mr. Xilu closed his eyes, and the two beams of blood disappeared, and then, Mr. Xilu opened his eyes and said in pain: "Master, then you should die." ”

Before the word death could be spoken, Mr. Xilu's hand passed through the old monk's heart and passed through his body.

But what was surprising was that Mr. Xilu did not have the slightest excitement, but showed a trace of fear.

Because his hands were empty, there was nothing, no heart, naturally, no blood.

And the old monk was still so kind and kind, and said, "Idiot." ”

Then the mark on his hand was pressed on Mr. Xilu's head.

It's very slow, it's slow, and even Chen Yuanyuan can see it.

But Mr. Xilu couldn't dodge.

pressed on it.

Like hot iron falling on the fur of an animal, smoke and a foul smell came out.

And the sound of squeaking.

Mr. Xilu let out a scream, but he couldn't break free, and golden light came out of his body, looking like a light bulb had been placed in a broken porcelain bottle.

The old monk's body slowly turned into golden light, like golden sand, escaping and disappearing.

This time, it turned out to be the same thing as the old monk's stand-in.

Mr. Xilu fell to the ground in pain, convulsions, black blood coming out of his body, grunt, clatter.

It looks incredibly painful.

But Li Guotao still did not relax his vigilance, staring at Mr. Xilu stubbornly, watching him curl up, slowly barbing back to Shuo, and slowly turning back into a human form.

Between the ruins and broken walls, there are Li Guotao, Chen Yuanyuan, the fainting scholar, and Mr. Xilu.

It's just that those who can act now belong to Li Guotao and Chen Yuanyuan.

Chen Yuanyuan watched Mr. Xilu slowly struggle there, struggled, and finally did not move.

"Are you dead?" Chen Yuanyuan asked.

Li Guotao shook his head, saying that he didn't know, but he stepped forward, apparently wanting to come forward and take a look.

Turning over Mr. Xilu, Li Guotao touched the neck between his necks, then stood up, shook his head, and signaled that he was not breathing.

But not breathing is not necessarily safe, and now, the two of them are still in the space created by Mr. Xilu.

Chen Yuanyuan took Li Guotao to the scholar who was in a coma.

Li Guotao's breath is like a big river, ready to deal with unnecessary things at any time.

Chen Yuanyuan squatted down, touched the scholar's neck, let out a sigh, and said, "I just fainted." ”

Li Guotao nodded, and then, a strange wind suddenly rose.

"Young master!" Li Guotao let out a loud shout, but it was too late.

The scholar stood up and pressed a toothpick on Chen Yuanyuan's temple.

As long as Li Guotao has any abnormal movement, Chen Yuanyuan's head will be punctured by a toothpick.

When the scholar opened his eyes, he revealed two beams of blood, just like Mr. Xilu, who was like a monster.

"Don't move. Mr. Xilu's voice sounded in the scholar's mouth.

"What do you want to do?" asked Li Guotao.

"Bring my body here. Scholar said.

Li Guotao snorted coldly, and with a move of his hand, Mr. Xilu's body flew over and landed under the feet of the "scholar".

"Good. The scholar said with a smile.

Chen Yuanyuan was controlled, and he was secretly anxious, the scholar's arm was like iron, and there was a power in it that was not his own.

"Miscalculated. Chen Yuanyuan thought.

Then, something unexpected happened.

The body that fell to the ground slowly stood up, and its swollen nails stuck in Chen Yuanyuan's neck.

The scholar fell down slowly.

Li Guotao watched all this happen—not that he didn't want to move, but that at the moment of changing his body, he was suppressed by a tremendous pressure, and he couldn't move.

Mr. Xilu looked at Li Guotao and said, "You are very good. ”

Then, a hand containing the true yuan pressed on Chen Yuanyuan's head.