Chapter 56: Using foxes as bait to act for oneself (8)
Escape? But the one in the sea of fire is not a mortal. Even their Lord Fuyin seems more like a demon. Their legs have lost control of their legs. How can they escape?
Seeing that the fire was intensifying, the fake governor no longer cared about the grandeur. He turned around and saw that his chubby face had become slightly pointed and covered with down, and his small eyes were no longer black, but yellow-green.
It's unclear and extremely scary.
A demonic wind whirled and stabbed everyone. Amidst the cries and howls, those who resisted were almost harvested like powerless babies. The bloody wind suddenly became like a hell on earth.
The fake governor kept tearing his soul into pieces and throwing them into the fire. The blood-red flames rose again and again, gradually drowning the people in the middle.
"Ouch!!" With a ferocious howl, the fake governor summoned a demonic wind to blow towards the flames. The wind helped the fire, and the blood-red flames dyed the sky red, and thick smoke billowed almost covering the entire sky.
"I am the Lord of the Earth. I borrow the energy of the earth to eliminate ninety-nine demonic obstacles, clear seventy-seven lines of demonic winds, and seal the demons within an inch of the land!"
During the clear spell, a red light shot towards the false governor like a sharp arrow.
The false governor was in the midst of his madness when a spell was struck into his body. However, he only stiffened for a moment, then slowly turned around and looked at the person standing on the wall.
A hoarse voice seemed to be scraped from the throat. It was not a human voice at all, "Kill, kill, kill them all!"
Qianye dodged a smelly evil wind, unsheathed his dagger, used his toes for strength, and turned his body sharply.
At this moment, if there are any martial arts practitioners who are distracted and watching the battle, it will not be difficult to see that the Celestial Master, who is supposed to be weak in casting spells, actually has superb martial arts.
He has a strong body shape and fierce and decisive moves. Although he is weak without internal strength, he can kill with one strike!
However, no one had the intention to analyze this scene. They saw Ning Zi's figure passing by the fake Fu Yin, and the dagger flickering with cold light only swung in the blink of an eye, as agile as a ghost, even silently.
A long gash was cut open on the false governor's neck, and bright red blood immediately rushed out, but Jie Jie's laughter spread out, making a harsh sound.
With his neck crooked, the splattered blood stained his face and his official robes red, the fake governor stretched out his hand and straightened his head, waving his two hands to make the wind fly, "Kill you! Kill you! You are the one who deserves to die most.
!!!"
The demonic wind swept up the broken corpses on the ground, and the broken bones shot towards Chiba like sharp arrows. The bloody wind surged like a tide, as if only scarlet was left in front of the eyes, and no other colors could be seen.
The blood of the resentful soul is the coldest, comparable to freezing rain in the middle of winter, almost freezing people.
Qianye raised his broad sleeves, and a pretty purple oil-paper umbrella whizzed out from the sleeves, spinning and unfolding, flicking off broken bones and sharp arrows, blocking the bloody sky.
The demonic wind was so strong that it forced her to take a few steps back and hit the low wall behind her with a thud. She had used the forbidden technique twice, which already made her feel exhausted.
She doesn't need to fight against the fake governor again. The demon power has been banned. She only needs to wait for the fake governor to drain his blood...
But she couldn't wait. The fire around her was still burning brightly, and the people inside couldn't wait.
Qianye threw away the paper umbrella, grabbed a few holding talismans, and threw them at the fake Fuyin. He quickly formed a seal in his hand. The holding talismans instantly shone brightly and fell on the fake Fuyin, binding them tightly like a rope.
"Ouch!!" The fake governor screamed, tensing his arms and the demonic wind lingering around him, and the blood on his neck suddenly spurted out, exuding an indescribable fishy stench.