What's even more outrageous is that on the corners of the city wall, there are countless cameras, and a few of them vomited blood for a while.

Under the protection of the red light, the ice emitted a sizzling black gas under the feet of the two of them, leaving two clear lines of footprints after steaming.

Picking up the little snake, the two retreated to the edge of the black ice, Samba stroked the little snake in his palm with a distressed face, and turned to thank Gong Er.

Even if there is no support from Gong Er, Samba will not actually fall into a crisis, he just lost his sense of proportion in a hurry, forgot to protect himself, and it is certain to suffer a big loss, so this thank you is also sincere.

At this time, the little snake looked much more depressed, drooping its little head and gently rubbing it in Samba's palm.

Samba took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a green pill the size of a fragrant soybean, and fed it to the little snake before taking it back into the bamboo tube.

The blue-leaf blue-winged snake, according to legend, is a descendant of ancient xenomorphs, grows to an adult six-winged fan dance, and has the ability to fly to the sky.

Xiaobai glanced at Samba again and pulled out the pocket of the porcelain bottle one after another, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

The net worth of this product is not ordinarily rich, and I envy the dead person.

Samba stopped, his eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This ghost place can't be seen, it's really a bit famous, even my Xiaoqing has suffered a big loss, so I'll take the lead and explore for everyone."

Xiaobai suddenly shuddered when he heard this, what kind of broken name is this product, it is still Xiaoqing, it is really numb, it is estimated that the new white lady did not see it less when he was a child.

Looking at the two of them again, the eyes of the little fat man and the two of them looked like they were disgusted and disgusting, even if it was not the first time they heard it, but every time they heard Samba's fleshy and insensible talk, they still had to be numb.

Standing still with the pile, Samba took a deep breath, shouted loudly, the momentum on his body continued to rise, and after a crackling sound of bones, Samba's right arm quickly swelled up to the extent that it was visible to the naked eye, and it was thicker than his left arm.

That's not all, Samba's eyes were closed, his lips were closed, his body trembled irregularly, and a string of difficult spells quickly spit out of his mouth, and as the spell was completed, a mysterious power between heaven and earth was withdrawn from the void in all directions and poured into his body. On the surface of his body, there is a red blood similar to Gong Er's body, but the blood on Gong Er's body gives people an awe-inspiring and inviolable sense of might, and the blood on Samba's body gives people a sense of violent and unparalleled power.

In the blood, several dark red veins wandered uncertainly, like golden threads, entangled into looming runes. The runes are simple and mysterious, and the meaning is difficult to understand, revealing the vicissitudes and simplicity of the years.

In the center of these runes that had been formed, several thicker dark gold veins were entangled and attracted to each other, and they were repulsed and separated from each other, but they could not be combined.

Obviously, at the most critical moment, Samba was panting, his face was blood-red, and beads of sweat were rolling down, and he didn't know when he had opened his eyes, and they were as red as bull's eyes. With a loud shout, Samba's momentum suddenly rose a little, and he spit out the essence blood of his heart that had bitten the tip of his tongue and pressed between his lips and teeth, and slowly and solemnly stretched out his right hand that was bulging like a hulk, stretched out his index finger and volleyed it lightly, and the essence blood that was falling rapidly suddenly rose instead of falling, and quickly condensed in front of his index finger.

The movement was slightly clumsy and stiff, and he swiped his index finger, slowly and solemnly, as if every movement of Samba would consume a lot of his strength. As Samba's fingers gestured, the blood mass in front of him stretched and twisted, slowly forming a rune with more complex and mysterious strokes.

It is estimated that Samba has never performed this secret technique before, obviously he didn't expect it to be so strenuous, seeing the blood mass in front of his index finger twisting and stretching, but it can't condense into a stable rune, this thing is also ruthless, biting the tip of his tongue, he forced out a ball of essence blood in his heart, and sprayed on the blood mass in front of his index finger.

With the help of this essence blood, the blood ball seemed to tremble, and the speed of twisting and stretching suddenly increased, and it condensed into a dark golden rune in the blink of an eye.

The dark gold runes are dull, silently suspended in the void, on the surface of the runes, countless small runes the size of needles seem to be like stars looming and disappearing, circulating endlessly, confusing people's hearts, making people unable to take their eyes off at a glance, but after a little longer to see, the chest is tight, and the blood is churning.

The most bizarre thing is that no matter how you think about it afterwards, you can't clearly remember any of the rune strokes.

The small runes quickly circulated and loomed, as if tentacles extended into the surrounding void, pulling in the mysterious power, and the power contained in the dark gold runes also continued to rise, and the energy convergence quickly rose to a terrifying realm that made Xiaobai's heart sense, and the frightened little white man quickly retreated, and retreated dozens of meters before stopping, afraid that Samba's goods would not be well controlled, and the sound of the bang blew himself up and the rest of them to pieces.

Rao is righteous with Gong Er, and he didn't dare to come forward to help at this time.

It's really that everyone can't understand what Samba is drumming at this time, so rushing forward to help may be counterproductive.

Xiaobai saw that he was famous, after all, he had learned the methods of barbarism before, and he had used it when punishing Ai Xiaoqiang and a few others, but he did not have the profound and sophisticated brute skills that Samba showed at this time.

"Come back," Samba said.

With a drink, the dark gold rune in front of Samba moved in response, almost teleporting into his body. The blood on Samba's body suddenly rose, and the whole person was red like a high-blazing light bulb, making it difficult for people to look at. The speed at which the dark gold veins in the center of the blood rune on the body surface were entangled abruptly faster, forming a new rune.

Looking at Samba, who was dazzling in blood and amazing at this time, like a god, Xiao Bai was surprised in his heart, and his saliva was also swallowed wildly, there are so many good things on this product.

Samba obviously doesn't have the reserve that he should have as a master, and he has the same sassy bag as Xiaobai, but it's just a sullen and a bright one. What's even more obvious is that this thing also didn't expect that after the blessing of the secret art, he himself would be so violent, as if his whole body had inexhaustible strength, full of strength, as if he could wipe out his companions around him a hundred and eighty times as long as he raised his hands and feet. Proud, hahaha laughed, that triumphant, choked Xiaobai and a few people muttered in their hearts why they didn't vomit blood to death just now.

Turned around and waved his arms a few times at Xiao Bai and a few people, the power was indeed terrifying, so far away, the power that overflowed made them tremble, and where the arms were raised, the green mist that was cut apart could not be closed for a long time, and the distance that stretched out was several feet.

Damn, don't be so exaggerated, it's almost time to catch up with Ultraman's laser knife when he fights the little monster.

It's a pity that there is no beauty girl at this time to witness the majesty of my brother, Samba sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, this thing still remembers the business, knowing that his bug state can't last, and laughed three more times at Xiaobai's three smug hahaha, holding his breath and concentrating, the momentum on his body changed again, and Xiaobai's eyes flashed in the back of him.

If the previous Samba was a barrel of explosives, at this time, he is a glorious and restrained knife, and under the constricted brilliance, there is a surging power that is far more powerful than before.

Meaning, Xiaobai is still far from the realm of unattainable at this time.

This artistic conception, Xiao Bai has seen countless times in the jade pendant with ** technique, and its power makes him frightened every time he sees it.

At this time, when I saw the real version, I was still a little excited and deeply envious.

This is the essence of the origin of family learning, far from being comparable to his wild way, even if he is already a qi practitioner, the other party is just a cultivator, and it is easy for him to destroy Samba in the real fight, but in terms of cultivation resources and cultivation realm, he is much behind these disciples of the family who were born superiorly. After all, he didn't have any ready-made cultivation experience to learn from, and no one gave him guidance and advice when he was cultivating, and he didn't even know the direction in which his cultivation was heading.

Samba finished his momentum, raised his arm in front of him, and waved it down slightly.

It is freehand, mellow and natural, as if this hand knife should have been cut down like this when it was raised, one point faster and one point slow, one point heavier and one point lighter, all of which are wrong.

With a slash, there seemed to be a soft sound in the senses, as if it was cut on the watermelon skin, and then a layer of transparent air film was cut, and the ink mist in front of him separated from the middle to both sides, revealing a gap wide for a person. The ink mist roared and rolled on both sides of the gap, but it finally couldn't close.

Under the artistic conception, the power of a knife is as powerful as this.

Cutting out this knife, Samba immediately returned to its original state like a shrunken eggplant, his face was so pale and terrible that he didn't even have the strength to stand, and he shriveled to the ground.

The scene behind the gap was groggy and still indistinct, but the sense of danger that came out was not as strong as the ink fog, not to mention that it had come to this point, and there was no reason to turn back.

Xiaobai's figure flashed, and he quickly rushed out, picked up the samba at the entrance of the gap, and at the foot of his feet, the person had already rushed into the depths of the gap.

There was a dizziness, a kaleidoscope of twisting in front of him, and by the time his senses returned to normal, he was already standing in a very different place than he had seen before.

When passing through the split gap passage, Xiao Bai carefully stretched out his divine sense to sense the artistic conception that remained on the wall of the crack passage, although he didn't understand it, he let himself firmly remember that feeling.

In the first few rooms, Gong Er and the little fat man also stood aside, looking at the scene in front of them with a look of surprise.

Xiao Bai was also shocked in his heart, if they weren't in the phantom array at this time, then what they saw at this time would be too amazing.

Behind the ink mist, there was a space forbidden magic circle, and the space inside the magic circle was many times larger than the outside, and at a glance, it was a little impossible to see the boundary.

In the center of this place, there is a stone tower that is a hundred feet high, and the top of the stone tower is directly inserted into the ink mist overhead. With the stone tower as the center, there is a wide street in the shape of a tic-tac-toe line, and the houses on both sides of the street are row upon row, the eaves arch wings are blue bricks and tiles, and the cloth wine flag plaque is the door, which is an antique Ming and Qing Dynasty charm.

If it weren't for the ghosts walking on the streets, it would make people wonder if they had traveled back in time.