Ning Yan remembered it, and it seemed that someone had called him that before.
But he is Ning Yan, why do some people always want to use an inexplicable title to change him into what others want him to look like?
Go to hell!
"Autumn water!!"
Ning Yan was so angry that he let out a long roar, and the giant sword trembled violently uncontrollably, as if in response to the master's call.
Yankou Ghost King was stunned when he noticed something strange in his hand. He didn't expect that there could be someone with such a strong heart, that he could even stand up to him despite the invasion of inner demons.
In this case...颩
A trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes. He grabbed the autumn water with both claws and twisted it hard, twisting it into scrap metal. With a single palm shake, countless pieces of autumn water shot out quickly. Ning Yan couldn't dodge and was immediately beaten to pieces.
It was full of holes, and the body fell heavily to the ground like a rag bag.
"Devil Heart Tribulation! Let me see what else you can do!"
"Ahem..."
Ning Yan spit out a large mouthful of blood, which was still mixed with internal organ fragments. He moved his fingers and struggled to get up from the mud.
"It took me a long time to learn one thing, you know? Once a person makes a decision, fear will disappear. If you know what things must be done, people will no longer be afraid."
As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily, stroking up his hair with one hand, but his eyes were terrifying: "I told you..."
"I will kill you!!" 颩
Suddenly, the blood on the ground quickly flowed back into his body as if it had been pushed backwards, and two red and gold flames ignited in Ning Yan's pupils!
[It's a small trick, how dare you mess with my mind! With the clairvoyance of the Shenxiao sect, you can see through this illusion with just one glance, and you can't help but sneer. I'm afraid only fools as stupid as deer and pigs will be fooled by boring tricks and use them against you.
You? You simply don’t know what to say!】
Huh?
Ning Yan's expression froze and he stood there numbly. The momentum he had built up suddenly collapsed.
What the hell... didn't you tell me earlier that you had this function?!
Although he didn't know what it was like to see through fire, with the help of the system, Ning Yan felt that the world in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes, and all the visions, including the figure of the Yankou Ghost King, disappeared.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the real scene inside the altar gave him a blow to the head again. 颩
The monks who were performing rituals diligently just now were all buried in the bonfire. The three eminent monks on the lion throne also had a bad end. Their bodies were bathed in purple fire lotus, and they were burned until only the bones were left.
The posture of chanting the sutra, the sound of Sanskrit is endless in the ears, which makes people shudder.
"Brother Ke!"
Ning Yan stretched out his hand to grab Ke Guowen and lifted him up, but his knees seemed to be firmly nailed to the ground and did not move at all. Not only him, but also the rest of the people in the altar were kneeling upright around the bonfire.
I can't even hear my breathing, and I don't know life or death with my eyes closed.
Except for one person.
Ning Yan looked up at the actor opposite the bonfire and said coldly: "Did you do it?"
The actor's eyes flashed and he remained silent.
"Don't tell me? When I capture you, I will have 10,000 ways to make you speak."
Ning Yan took a long breath and raised his fingers slightly. Under the influence of Wuji's true energy, a gray-purple vortex gradually condensed in his palm. At the same time, the air suddenly filled with an aura of decay and ruin.
The first form of the Seven Tribulations Finger is the finger for relieving disease!
The actor quietly watched him perform martial arts, tilted his head, and suddenly jumped into the flames!
"Hey! You..."
The other party's reaction was beyond Ning Yan's expectations. He wanted to stop it but it was too late. He could only watch the actor being engulfed in flames. At this moment, a dark ghost rose from the bonfire and rolled up three people.
The mage's bones turned into a ball of fireballs and shot straight into the sky!
In the blink of an eye, the fireball ignited the Yunluobao umbrella covering the top of the city. The fire burned bigger and bigger, and soon it became a prairie fire. Ning Yan raised his head in a hurry, and heard a ticking sound, and a raindrop suddenly fell.
On his face.
One drop, two drops...the raindrops quickly connected into a line, and then turned into a downpour.颩
Ning Yan looked at the sky blankly. The fire lotus pressed down on the top, the barrier was broken, and this Buddhist kingdom on earth, which had risen from the ground, had fallen into chaos.
Whoosh!
A strong wind hit beside him. Ning Yan hurriedly regained consciousness, stepped on one foot and turned sharply in the air, narrowly dodging this fatal blow.
Ke Guowen didn't know when he had stood up. The black smoke from the campfire penetrated into his nose. It didn't take long before a pattern like a hungry ghost was outlined on his face. The blow just now came from his hand.
From the long bow.
Ning Yan's gaze lingered on the long bow for a moment. When he entered the venue, he clearly saw that Ke Guowen came empty-handed. From this point of view, this long bow is likely to be a spiritual treasure.
This situation is not good...
Because in the same situation as Ke Guowen, there are still 17 more here! 颩
As the only normal person in the field, Ning Yan's scalp was numb. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. This is almost eighty hands. No matter how hard he fights, he can't withstand so many people.
He had always led his brothers to beat others up, but now he finally suffered retribution.
Ning Yan asked tentatively: "Um...can I leave first?"
What responded to him was the sky full of swords and swords.
Countless martial arts and supernatural powers came at him, the most powerful of which were all high-grade Xuan-level warriors. What was even more despairing was that although these people seemed to be unconscious, their cooperation was extremely tacit, and the attacks were continuous and sealed.
Ning Yan’s entire escape route was revealed.
No matter which direction he escapes, he will definitely suffer heavy losses.
At the critical moment, Ning Yan's eyes flashed, and a little bit of ink-colored light suddenly escaped from his body. 颩
My mind is free of distractions, and my mind is full of ideas!
His whole body instantly turned into a stream of light, and he managed to escape from this trap. His speed was no slower than the magical power that shrank the earth to an inch!
However, he was handsome for not even a second. Ning Yan stopped his feet and immediately slowed down a lot. The backlash of the forced martial arts surged up. He felt dizzy. He held his knees with his hands and couldn't help retching, and quickly stopped.
The gesture: "vomit, vomit...temporarily, pause, vomit..."
No one would listen to his nonsense at all. An old man wielding a broadsword rushed to the front. The broadsword flew towards his head and slashed Huashan with one move, vowing to split him in half.
Boom!!
A bronze pagoda knocked the old man away, and Wu Qing's magic soldiers descended from the sky. His face was filled with the sorrow of being forced to work overtime: "Ah ah ah, I shouldn't have let you hang out. Something will happen if you hang out!"<
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Wang Ren stood side by side beside him. The talisman in his hand burned out quickly, and a ray of spiritual light entered Ning Yan's body. He said with a solemn expression: "Stop talking nonsense, there are so many people we can't defeat. Think about what to do next."
颩
Ning Yan managed to straighten up with Lu Heng's help, out of breath and said: "Let's, vomit... go first, vomit vomit..."
Wu Qing urged Fa Xiangzheng to resist everyone's attack. Hearing these words, he couldn't hold back anymore: "Can you fucking calm down your anger before you speak? I'm disgusted!"