Vol 3 Chapter 23: Tong Jiao

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Witch Gu is everywhere in the painting city. Sanwei real person knows that even if he is difficult to board the second floor to kill the enemy. Stay on the ground floor. Suddenly nail the disciple's body.
Something has quietly appeared in the painting city. The speed is incredible. Even Wen Leyang leaned on the spiritual consciousness of the world. I can only feel it passing by. I can't see exactly what it is.
Chimpanzee Le Yangtian finally breathed out. The gaze looking at the first floor was full of hysterical excitement. The big hand grabbed the railing in front of him. Laughing like crazy, "Come. Come. Come!" With a bang. The life of the red snake appeared out of thin air. Coiled around Le Yangtian's body. Hold a letter to the first floor. Like an enemy.
The frogs on the ground are reduced one by one. The moment before. After blinking, it seems to be suddenly evaporated. Disappear.
Occasionally one or two sounds of the spirit snake's letter. It's like a razor cutting the air. Passing sadly. A flash of silence ...
Liu Zheng, the young master, was psychic just now. The body repaired suddenly broke into a corpse in the corpse. He gave his full strength. Even a lump of iron ore will be crushed. Unexpectedly, the body was immobile. He was seriously injured. I don't know how many bones are broken.
Wen Leyang is not nonsense. The body bowed slightly. Aimed at a body. Like a leopard ready to go. Curled up in the corner. Be ready to launch a fatal blow! And Le Yangtian upstairs glared at them. Suddenly shouted: "Stop. Do you die? My witchcraft is done. You stayed with me honestly!" After looking at it, he looked away. He stared at Sanwei again: "Your formation has not been completed yet?"
Sanweizhenren was unheard of to the surrounding vision and Le Yangtian's cry. After blocking the road thunder heart. Wholeheartedly hit the corpse of his disciple. It's like a sculptor is working on the most important work of his life. The sound of palm slapping was heavy and firm. It seemed as if all the palms were taken in everyone's heart!
Le Yangtian after casting the witchcraft. Temperament has also become tyrannical. The voice is sharp and dumb. Seeing Sanwei Laodao completely ignored him. With both hands, he grabbed the red life fire that surrounded him. There was a rage in his mouth: "Dong Jiao appeared!" Then he laughed wildly again.
The red life fire shone fiercely in a sharp rage. The blazing fire wrapped Le Yangtian all at once. At the same time on the first floor. Wen Leyang just felt dark in front of him. A black python with a thick bucket appeared in front of him without warning. There is a big frog in his mouth. It seems that some people are not used to exposing themselves to others. As soon as he appeared, he immediately became a disc. The huge head stood tall. Look at everything violently.
Wen Leyang knew this. Those big frogs are used to feed the snake land. I looked at Liu Zheng, the little master around me, with some doubt.
Liu Zheng knew that he knew nothing. Explained hard to him: "It's not a python. It's a Jiao. The son of Kunpeng God Bird and Dragon ......... Jian Jiao estimates ... is it also a Jiaodi?"
A line of fire meandered from the burning fire on the second floor. Swim quickly to Tong Jiao. Tong Jiao's expression was exceptionally enjoyable. Intimately enthusiasm with the flames.
Wen Leyang has never read ancient books. But I have heard stories before. Know that Jiao is a dragon. The cruel temperament lives on water. Looked carefully at Jiao in front of him again. How to see how it is still python. That is, the skin color is slightly weird. It's just like climbing back from the equator. Hesitantly asked: "Really?"
Liu Zheng smiled bitterly. Then he touched the wound again. His face was so cramped that he was cramped: "It's all legend. Who has seen it!" After a while, he pondered for a moment. He whispered to Wen Leyang: "In any case. Live the shamisen!"
Wen Leyang was startled: "Live to capture? Three flavors? People who can't even kill Lei Xinhao. Do you let me capture alive?"
Le Yangtian's crazy laughs kept on coming. It sounds disturbing.
Liu Zheng struggling to find out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth. The chewing click sounded. Just listening to the voice, he thought he was eating peanuts: "Nine Dao-minded monks. Life-changing method. Incarnation of corpse nails. From the moment nine disciples died. The Sanwei demon Dao formation has already Shaped. "
Wen Leyang was stunned: "Formed? Then the nail corpse he gave a bit ... What is the nail corpse? Do you know this formation?"
Liu Zheng was struggling to pull a bottle of green tea from his side. He looked up and sent the pill in his mouth into his stomach: "The formation has been formed. But each of the nine corpses nails into the ground one point. The power of the formation is one more point. As for this formation, I have never seen it. But it is possible to guess its origin! "
When Wen Leyang and Liu Zheng whispered. FireWire, who was already close enough to Tong Jiao, picked it up. Directly at Sanwei Laodao!
Tong Jiao's bright yellow eyes stood immediately. Jumped violently. Tong Jiao is not only not restricted by the quagmire witchcraft. Instead, it is faster. It seems to be born in such a place! The skin wrapped around its body rolled and peeled off like waves. All the crackling started. It turned out to be a pair of black thin wings! Python body under the wings. It suddenly turned into a brilliant silver!
Liu Zheng, the head of the small team, was about to talk about the formation of the nine corpses. Suddenly saw the black and white real body of Tong Jiao. Suddenly remembered the right number. It seems to have completely forgotten the pain. Suddenly straighten the body. Full of stunned growls: "Black wings and white bodies. The essence of Li Chi!"
Tong Jiao spread his wings. Strike at the enemy under the guidance of the line of fire. Wen Leyang's heart also turned one at a time. Tong Jiao's explosive power in an instant. It was very similar to the life and death virulence in his body. He had never heard of such monsters before. Not to mention that Tong Jiao is also entangled in life and death poison. It's a familiar feeling. It's as if the woodman saw someone playing wood, the chef saw someone cooking, and the thief saw someone stealing a bag!
Everything flickered like lightning. Sanwei was bitten by Jiao Tong's shoulder. The body is also firmly entangled. Sanwei Lao Dao failed to carry it for almost an instant. Open mouth spurting blood again and again. The body made a rattling noise. It seems that the bones of the whole body are slowly broken under the great force.
Sanwei who can hardly resist the thunder heart attack. Under Tong Jiao's entanglement. Seeing it is about to die!
Perhaps it was Le Yangtian who was too confident in the song Jiao he called out. It doesn't seem to feel that the process is too simple. The laughter in the fire is louder!
Sanwei lively opened his mouth strenuously. It seems to be muttering something silently. The sounds made were all annihilated and dispersed by Le Yang's sweet wild laughter!
Wen Leyang stared cautiously at the Jiao who was killing Sanwei people in leisure. He whispered the topic back. Pointing to the nine corpses scattered on the first floor: "What kind of formation is this?"
Liu Zhengdi's expression was genuinely worried for Sanwei. Under the killing of Jiao Jiao. Sanwei Lao seems to be cut off in two at any time.
Hear Wen Leyang's words. Liu Zhengyu explained very quickly: "The Nine Sky Cone of the Black and White Island attracts the power of heaven and earth. Live the Nine-headed Liu Xiang with the positive pressure of the heaven and the earth! . It is the opposite of the black and white island town monster array. The access point is the ghost power! Although the power is far inferior. But the number of paths can never be wrong. The formation of the demon road. Come here! "
Wen Leyang frowned. The thinking is a bit confusing: "Does this Sanwei Lao Dao know the formation of the Black and White Island ..." Huo was awake before he finished speaking: "How can he get the Black and White Island formation? He is from the Black and White Island?"
Liu Zheng narrowed his eyes. The tone also became more solemn and solemn: "Except for the three mentors and me. Those who understand the black and white island formation. There is only one!"
Wen Leyang banged in his head. Pointing at the three flavors: "You said he ... he is Liu Xiang's evil soul ?!"
Wen Leyang just finished speaking. His expression stiffened. A muttering curse is becoming louder and louder. More and more bold. It seems to die at any time. But still insisting on the last breath of Sanwei Laodao closed his eyes. Mouth kept open. A mantra was unceasingly sounding: "The next life. There are hundreds of billions of ghosts ..."
Le Yangtian's laughter stopped abruptly. Instead of whistling warily. Tong Jiao was urged by Le Yangtian. Suddenly tightened his body. The black robe on Sanwei Laodao also radiated a deep-inked light. In the squeaking friction sound, I tried my best to resist the great force of Tong Jiao!
Liu Zhengmeng, the small head, pushed Wen Leyang. Urgently urged: "Destroy the corpse first. Then try to deal with Jiao Jiao. If Sanwei is Liu Xiang's soul. He must not die!"
Wen Leyang cares more about Liu Xiang's soul than Liu Zheng. Sin Soul died. The awl that coexists with him will surely die. The black and white island town monster array is hopeless. Sooner or later, the nine-headed monster Liu Xiang broke free. At that time, Master Zhuozhuo's thoughts for two thousand years were in vain. The magical and beautiful raccoon will also be dispelled by the sky!
Wen Leyang slashed his teeth. He looked up and shouted at Le Yangtian: "The demon way is Liu Xiang's evil spirit. Can't kill!" Then the life and death poison in the body surged. Use the fist to resolve the shackles of the quagmire witch gu. Leaping towards the nearest body nail!
Le Yangtian is a descendant of the painting city. Also know the relationship between Liu Xiang's soul and awl. Will not kill Liu Xiang's evil spirit. But Le Yangtian was immersed in his witch gu at the moment. The expression vaguely seen through the firelight was fierce and fierce. Ignore Wen Leyang's cry at all. Just whistling warily. Urge Jiao to work harder to kill Sanwei!
At the moment Wen Leyang urged the circulation of life and death poison. Tong Jiao, who was killing Sanwei with all his strength, suddenly loosened his mouth that bit on the shoulder of Lao Dao. The head, which is larger than the washbasin, rises high. The yellow eyes gleamed sharply. It seems to have found a prey that exudes temptation. Looking at Wen Leyang violently!
The jiao flicked in the thickness of the bucket. With a snap, Sanwei was thrown out. The wings suddenly appeared in front of Wen Leyang!
Wen Leyang was almost scared to death. Quickly nail yourself to the ground like a nail. Not afraid to move a little.
Tong Jiao's eyes were cold and dull. There is no trace of emotion. Slowly hang down the huge head. Slowly swaying the neck. Wen Leyang stared at him. No matter which direction the head of the evil beast swings. In his eyes, Wen Leyang's eyes steadily faced.
No one expected this to happen. Le Yang's sweet and badly scolded: "What the are you doing!"
Wen Leyang stood up in front of Tong Jiao and did not dare to move a little. Quietly replied: "I still want to ask you!"
After Le Yangtian scolded. His mouth continued to whistle. But Tong Jiao didn't even listen. It seems in front of it. Nothing is more important than Wen Leyang, who also has the poison of life and death.
Sanwei real person's body. They have been twisted strangely by Tong Jiao. The sound of the chanting in the mouth stopped. The initial silent whisper turned into a whisper. Then to Hongliang. In the end, it became the present Huanghuang Tianyin. Every word roared out. Seems to have exhausted all his strength. The blood, muscles, bones and flesh in the body are fighting for all vitality. Come to expand this terrifying spell: "... Go to Shenyuan. Go to ghosts and get close. Wandering souls. Today ... Ah!"
A crackling sound. All light. All wiped out at the last sound and the roar with blood!
Aerial view from the sky. Just a moment ago, the city was illuminated with magnificence and magnificence. Suddenly it became dark. As if disappearing suddenly.
All of a sudden, everyone couldn't help but calmed down. And in an extremely quiet moment. There was a crow in the sky. It's as exciting as a horn that charges!
There was a real horn sound. With a sense of cold netherworld. From the depths of the earth's heart, clang resonated. Maxi roared. Footsteps were thunderous. It keeps running through everyone's heart. Even those who are not familiar with spells can understand. A murderous army is coming from underground!
Sanwei Laoao laughed. Pointing at the deformed and twisted arm and pointing at Le Yangtian: "Your witchcraft. The soldier is fake. It will be fake. The war horse is fake! My spell. The real evil soldier is invited! "
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Wen Leyang has not paid attention to the matter in front of him. Where can I control the evil spirits and corpse nails? He tentatively took a step back. Cheng Jiao is always with him. Keep up silently. The huge head is away from Wen Leyang's head. Never exceed half a foot. If Wen Leyang is a cigarette. It is easy to burn to Tong Jiao's nose.
Le Yangtian was anxious and angry. The location of the painting city is naturally not simple. This used to be the estuary of the ancient river. Hohai once met here for ten million years. The rapids surged forward and backward. Every river floods into the sea. The sea water is poured back in case of drought. Fight for each other for some time. Deeply stained with the anger of the blue water. Not only conducive to witchcraft. It can also attract hydrophilic monsters to be driven by the witch. This is Le Yangtian's biggest support. Out of the painting city. His witchcraft is going to be greatly discounted. Don't say shamisen. It was the nine goose and sheep pawns who just formed an attack. Le Yangtian may not be able to win.
The underground tide surged. The sound of human killing is getting louder. Finally in a loud bang. The ground at the foot of the painting city was broken through a large hole with a diameter of more than ten meters! Le Yangtian also groaned. Don't bother about Jiao. The obese body turned straight downstairs. The red life fire rose vigorously. All the witchcraft mysteries in the painting city are launched layer by layer!
Wen Leyang is now facing Jiao Jiao. The tentative smile ...