Thinking of the torture he suffered last night, Wang Wu quickly yelled under the waterfall: "Are you guys? Do you want to get rich?"

At this moment, above the waterfall.

Cheng Fan used a little trick in the cave, and all the gamblers widened their eyes, but could not move!

Wang Wu was still wondering, he had made up his mind, why no one followed him?

Surprised, I was about to climb up along the rope and take a look.

A long sigh suddenly came from the depths of the cave, and a breeze blew on Wang Wu from the inside out.

Wang Wu suddenly felt confused and drowsy.

My body suddenly stiffened and I walked step by step into the cave in a daze.

After walking several steps one after another, his eyes suddenly lit up and his head was no longer confused.

Wang Wu shook his head. Could it be that he was drunk?

This sequelae came and went quickly, which made him confused for a while.

This is Cheng Fan's technique of nightmare prayer.

Without the blessing of the formation, he could only make Wang Wu feel confused.

At this time, Wang Wu stepped into the formation and he had completely fallen into the illusion.

In Wang Wu's sight, the gamblers climbed down the vine rope one after another and entered one after another.

Wang Wu then breathed a sigh of relief.

I can finally get a job hand in hand tonight.

"Brother Wang, why are you stupid? Take us in and suck the coffin air. No, it should be to absorb wealth."

"The coffin is inside, let's find it ourselves!"

"Shut up! Brother Wang hasn't told us how to absorb wealth."

"Yes, yes! Brother Wang, come and Huazi!"

Wang Wu calmly took a flower, lit it, put it in his mouth.

Of course, all of this was the illusion generated by the Nightmare Prayer technique in his mind.

Seeing that the gamblers arrived one after another, there were not many, Wang Wu said:

"The way to absorb wealth is very simple. Just stand in front of the coffin for a while, and wealth will rise from the coffin by itself. So I call it 'Cause of wealth'."

Everyone supported the audience when they heard this and applauded and cheered.

Wang Wu smiled proudly, waved his hand and led everyone into the depths of the cave.

When Wang Wu walked in, Cheng Fan appeared and slowly recovered the array plate and flag one by one.

After a while, Wang Wu walked out with an empty pot, with a satisfied smile on his face.

While walking, he also greeted the gamblers who were missing a soul behind him.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan smiled slightly, and his figure flashed and appeared above the waterfall.

With a wave of his hand, the gamblers automatically retreated and gave way to a spacious road.

Soon, Wang Wu climbed up along the vine rope and returned to the town happily.

It seems that he is fantasizing about how the evil god will reward him with so many souls?

Cheng Fan waved to Li Meng and said to him:

"The King of Five was hit by my nightmare prayer technique. At this moment, he couldn't see or hear it. He was completely immersed in the illusion. We should try our best to help him settle the accident and let him go directly to his destination."

Li Meng knew in his heart that the accident that the immortal master mentioned should be accidents or something.

In Wang Wu's state, it is very likely that he was hit by a car and killed halfway through the road.

"Immortal Master, what should I do if the rest of these people?"

Cheng Fan said lightly: "Let them have a sleep here."

Cheng Fan glanced at the gamblers, and a ball of spiritual energy spread out from his fingertips, and all the gamblers fell into a coma.

The vine rope was also hit by the spiritual energy, and the black air inside dispersed and collapsed in an instant.

After dealing with all this, the two followed Wang Wu and walked all the way to the place where the evil god statue was hidden.

In the middle of the night, no one came out to play in the town, and occasionally several cars were sent away by Cheng Fan.

Wang Wu returned to the house where the evil god altar was unimpeded, and ran in excitedly.

As soon as he entered the altar in the basement, Wang Wu couldn't wait to shout: "Master, a great harvest tonight!"

A wisp of black air emerged from the statue of the evil god, sweeping away the jar in Wang Wu's arms.

When I opened it, I saw that it was empty inside!

Bastard!

The stupid humans dare to deceive the gods!

A strange green flame ignited from the statue of the evil god, and a ball of black mist attacked Wang Wu, hitting him hard on the wall.

"Master, Master..."

Wang Wu was hit hard, and the illusion was also broken.

When he got up in confusion, he immediately saw the empty small jar.

Wang Wu's eyes widened and his eyes were bloodshot.

"How is this possible? The little one saw with his own eyes that so many people were sucked! It's absolutely true!"

Wang Wu explained anxiously, but the evil god would not listen to his explanation, it only looked at the results.

Several black fogs rose up, and ferocious faces appeared in it, all of which were souls devoured by the evil gods.

"No, no!"

Just as these black fogs were about to devour Wang Wu, a sword light wrapped in thunder and lightning, carrying the brilliant heavenly power, instantly dispersed the black fog and shot straight towards the evil god statue!

The evil god roared in his heart, and all the black fog released was easily dispersed!

The black fog also consumed a lot of thunder power.

The flying sword was unobstructed all the way, and in the blink of an eye it slashed onto the evil god statue.

bite!

The statue of the god is extremely strong and makes a sound of metal and iron attacks.

Cheng Fan frowned. Can't even shake the top-quality spiritual weapon?

If it is allowed to absorb a large amount of souls, it is probably difficult for Cheng Fan to deal with it.

The evil god statue is full of green light.

A terrifying demon shadow rose from the statue of the evil god and transformed into the image of the evil god Abro.

Green-faced and fangs, all over the body, dozens of black fog wrapped around the demonic shadow, as if coming from the Netherworld Hell!

"Damn stinky Taoist priest! You dare to go against the gods!" the evil god Abro roared.

Cheng Fan looked at it lightly, still moving.

How can a mere evil god block the vast power of the sky?

The turn of hands was a ball of thunder in the palm of his hand, mixed with a trace of the power of the heavenly tribulation attacked Abro!

Furious lightning rushes around its altar, and the black fog is defeated step by step.

"Damn it! Go and die, the god flame of the destiny!"

The evil god raised his hand to summon the faint green flame. The strange flame actually blocked Cheng Fan's thunder and lightning, and the castrate was not diminished, and it actually pressed back!

Cheng Fan's face remained unchanged, and a wave of magic power at the level of the Golden Pill exploded, slashing out another thunder in the palm of his hand.

Several of the best spiritual weapons on his body were all excited, and the barrier light flowed one after another, resisting the flames layer by layer.

With a raised hand, several array plates fell down, and many killing formations were constructed. In the blink of an eye, there were a few white marks on the statue.

All the talismans that could be used around him were stimulated, and the target was directly aimed at the statue of the evil god.

Not only that, Cheng Fan controlled the flying sword and attacked the evil god again, and differentiated into sword lights, each sword light carrying the glorious heavenly power.

The evil god Abro's eyes were straightened!
Chapter completed!