Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

When Jin Shuai and Ye Shaoyang dealt with their own men, they came to the altar and untied the ropes of the boy and dragged him to the coffin.

When Ye Shaoyang discovered it, he had placed the teenager in a coma on the coffin, holding a dagger in his hand and stroking the juvenile's chest.

The heart of the enemy!

Although Ye Shaoyang did not know the identity of this boy, he also wanted to know that Jin Shuai must want to dig his heart out and sacrifice it as an enemy.

Seeing that this boy is going to be dug, Ye Shaoyang raises his soul, and he slams into Jin Shuai’s face and flies him out. He then orders the pony to hurry up and transfer the boy to a safe place, just protect him. There is no way to complete the sacrifice tonight.

Ye Shaoyang suddenly feels a lot relaxed inside, a golden handsome, can't afford any big waves.

Jin Shuai stood up again, stepped back a few steps, looked at Ye Shaoyang with great grief, and said with trembling: "You broke my good deed!"

Ye Shaoyang smiled lightly and said: "So?"

Jin Shuai’s heart was a terrible thing: put the right hand’s tail into his mouth and slammed it.

Ye Shaoyang slammed on the spot and bit his finger. How much perseverance can this be done? The most important thing is... What is he going to do?

"Shaoyang brother is careful, he wants to cast blood witchcraft!"

Ye Shaoyang looked back and saw that Xiaohui was running from behind and saw the abnormal performance of Jin Shuai. He was also nervous. He said: "The little finger is the life command of the blood wizard, and the life is broken, but it is abolished, but Can exert powerful taboo witchcraft..."

Ye Shaoyang looked at Jin Shuai again, his mouth licking his fingers, and he was sweating, but he was still strong. He looked at Ye Shaoyang with a look of sadness and despair, and then... began to forcefully break his fingers and bite. The buzzing sound, a stream of blood flowing down the mouth, gathered on the chin.

This picture gives people the feeling that it is not disgusting and horrible, but an indescribable surprise... When he thinks that he is chewing his fingers, Ye Shaoyang feels a cool cool back.

Suddenly, Jin Shuai opened his mouth and spewed out a bite of broken meat and bone slag. Then his hands were printed and his mouth was filled with words.

The pile of minced meat fell into the grass, and instantly rotted into a pool of black blood, swaying from side to side, and a hand came out from the middle, scaring everyone to jump.

The hand grabbed the edge of the black blood and slowly climbed up. It was a red animal. It was like a dog. The face was like a pig. There was no lip. The two rows of black canine teeth were directly exposed. There was a black mucus flowing out, crawling a lot of thin, long red bugs.

"What is this special thing!" Ye Shaoyang stepped back and used both hands to use his right hand nail to cut through the palm of his left hand. A total of four strokes were drawn into a "爻" character.

"This is awkward, bloody!" Yan Xiaohui said nervously. "This thing is good for the wind and the spirit, you must speed it up, don't let it **** too much air!"

Sure enough, her words just fell, the blood cracked open two rows of cavities, took a deep breath, and the color of the body immediately became a deeper layer.

Ye Shaoyang raised his hand and shot a five-dollar money. The **** scorpion immediately evaded, but Ye Shaoyang’s move was only for the seal. He calculated the direction of his escape and rushed to the past with the fastest speed. The **** reaction was also very fast. The body arched, drilled into the leaves of Shaoyang, and opened the mouth of the blood basin, biting against the shoulder of Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang raises his left hand, and a palm is shot on it. The palm of the hand is immediately excited, and it is shot down. Then, without giving it a chance to escape, the left palm is pocketed, and its neck is taken, and the body falls down. Pressed down, the left palm pressed on its head, the red blood, from the wound of the **** character, continued to flow out, touched the **** body, immediately as if it was burned, the sound of oil sizzling, white smoke .

This is the decision made by Ye Shaoyang after hearing the words of Xiaohui: using his own blood, in conjunction with the power of the blood, to fight for the blood in the shortest time, without giving him any opportunity to increase his spiritual power. He never thought about seeing how powerful this monster can be in the end.

The **** body has become a mucus from top to bottom, and struggle has become more and more powerless. Jin Shuai saw that he had abolished the **** summoned as a summoned, and he did not play it out. He was killed by Ye Shaoyang, and his heart was shocked and angry. However, this product also had enough forbearance and stalked Ye Shaoyang to deal with blood. The time, immediately thought of escape, but just ran a few steps in the direction of Taniguchi, suddenly a person in front of the shadow, looking at it, is Xiaohui.

Yan Xiaohui looked at him coldly and said: "I still want to run the traitor who betrayed the great Wuxian family?"

Jin Shuai listened to this and smiled coldly. "I am a traitor, but I am at least an individual. Unlike you, even people are not considered -"

"Stop!" Xiaohui raised his hand, and the money dart flew out, flew over Jin Shuai's cheek and cut a piece of flesh.

Jin Shuai screamed, squinting back to the altar, and Xiaohui chased him up. He ran around the circle. Although the goods were repaired as lost, his physical fitness was good. He Xiaohui chased from the right and he ran to the left. Chasing from the left and running to the right, it seems like a hide-and-seek, and Xiaohui is so tired and panting, but he can't catch him.

Over there, after the pony put the boy down, he immediately returned, thinking about what he could do, and seeing that Ye Shaoyang was struggling to kill the blood, just going to help, Ye Shaoyang looked up and scolded: "Don't worry about me! It It won't work for a while, you forgot what I asked you to do!"

When the pony glimpsed, he immediately thought of his mission. He came to the coffin in front of the coffin. Looking at the past, the blood in the sacrifice pool had already flowed out, and the three jade rings were no longer rotating. From the hole in the middle, constantly Red blood is shining outward, and there is a well-balanced breathing like a person.

Bloody corpse king?

The pony's face immediately showed a wretched smile, and a bag of blood was removed from the waist. After opening it, he poured it into the hole in the coffin. He immediately heard the guy below, sipping, and sent out. A comfortable cockroach, a bag fell, the pony smiled, opened a bag and fell down, the thing drank two, suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, a roar of anger was heard from the coffin: "Oh..."

Then the coffin cover was struck hard from below, and the coffin made of brass was immediately covered with several drums, but it still remained.

Through this series of actions of this guy, the pony can feel its anger and laugh at it.