Lan Faner saw Miao Lun reaching out to grab it, showing a look of horror and pitiful look, and shrank behind Long Xiaoshan: "No."
Long Xiaoshan did not move. Miao Lun was just an ordinary person. How could he be a match for Lan Fan? Although Lan Fan looked young, he was a real saint of the Black Witch Sect, otherwise he would not be the lord of the Snake Witch Sect.
Those.
When the others saw that Long Xiaoshan didn't even dare to take action, they looked even more contempt.
This little white face really doesn't like it.
Unfortunately, Miao Lun has now taken the lead, and Miao Lun is the most powerful among them.
Seeing Lan Fan avoiding her in horror, Miao Lun felt the abusive pleasure in his heart stronger. He laughed loudly, just like the big bad wolf pushing the little white rabbit into the corner, and rushed over: "Little beauty, don't
If you hide, can you hide? This coward next to you doesn’t even dare to move. Follow me obediently."
Seeing that Miao Lun had succeeded, he suddenly screamed.
He fell to the ground, covered his face and rolled all over the ground. People around him saw Miao Lun as strange. What's going on? Why did it roll around all over the ground? After a moment, Miao Lun shouted,
My head exploded and my brain was covered in the ground.
A large number of insects flew out.
Circle in the air.
Lan Huaer walked out from behind Long Xiaoshan with a smile, opened his mouth and emitted a few syllables. The insects suddenly dispersed and rushed towards the surrender masters. The densely packed insects flew towards the surrender masters.
Soon, bursts of screams were heard, and these surrenders were all dealt with by Lan Fan's insects.
These are just ordinary sacrificial masters, and Lan Fan was very relaxed to deal with them.
Long Xiaoshan was very angry at the cruelty of these people, so letting Lan Fan take action also made them feel often abused.
After killing these surrenders, Long Xiaoshan took Lan Huaer to the hall.
Lan Hua'er controlled the insects and kept killing the invading surrenders. After a while, he entered the Golden Hall. There were more than a dozen invaders who died at her hands.
Her killing soon attracted the attention of the invaders.
Those surrenders were also organized. Even if they were loose sand, they gathered together when they encountered threats. There were many surrenders, including twenty or thirty, and rushed towards Lan Fan and Long Xiaoshan.
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Although these surrender masters do not have venerable masters, their strength should not be underestimated when they gather.
If you go up one by one, it will not be enough for Lan Hua to kill him, but if a group of people rushed up and took action, Lan Hua also struggled.
One after another, the head-reducing technique came to the scene.
There are resentful souls, poisonous insects, and flying heads, cowhides, bloody hands, and all kinds of evil and evil. Even Long Xiaoshan cannot recognize the witchcraft. A voodoo doll is only the size of a baby, with green light all over,
It was extremely evil, and he was not even afraid of the insects. He flashed directly onto Lan Fan's head and sprayed out a large mouthful of venom.
A circle of white light appeared on Lan Hua'er's body.
Fortunately, she had a magic bracelet made by Long Xiaoshan for her on her arm, otherwise she would have been hit. Her body was not as strong as Long Xiaoshan. If she really wanted to be hit, she would lose her skin even if she couldn't die. In a moment, she would let it go.
Most of the worms that went out died.
Lan Fan'er saw that so many of her worms died, and her little face was a little distorted. Last time she died in the Death Valley, many of her insects died. Although she got a lot of top-quality insect eggs, she has not yet been cultivated.
OK.
Now he was besieged by these surrenders and killed a lot of them.
Lan Fan simply took out the white bone flute and put it to his mouth to play it. This white bone flute is an ancient witch and its power is extraordinary. Even Master Subhin was blown by Lan Fan a few times.
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What's more, these ordinary sacrificial masters.
A deep flute sounded.
Facing Lan Fan's sacrificial masters all covered their heads and howled in pain. They felt the deep flute sound directly penetrated into the depths of their brains, cutting their souls, even if they covered themselves
The ears are useless.
The sound of the bone flute is like a magic sound that penetrates the brain, and it cannot be blocked with your hands.
These saviors screamed shrillly.
Just like a monkey who was chanted by Tang Monk's spell, he was heart-wrenching and rolled around the ground.
After a while, the master of the surrender could not bear it and used his hand to slap his head hard, smashing his head like a watermelon.
In addition, when the sacrificial masters saw it, they couldn't bear the pain, and they learned to shoot their brains.
Papa, in the blink of an eye, a group of slaughter lay on the ground, all of whom had broken their heads.
This strange scene caused some of the sacred masters who were standing farther to turn their heads into the Golden Hall with horror.
After destroying this group of saviors, Lan Hua put down the bone flute, his face was pale, his condition was obviously not very normal, and his blue eyes turned a little white. Although this bone flute was powerful, playing it also consumed a lot of mental power.
With Lan Fan'er's strength, it is obviously difficult to control such a top-quality witchcraft.
It consumes a lot of money just after a moment of blowing.
Moreover, this kind of ancient witch weapon is not an ordinary thing, but an evil weapon. If you are weak in strength and force it to control it, it will be invaded by the evil energy inside, causing damage to your body.
Long Xiaoshan walked over, pinched Lan Hua'er's hand, and injected her a thread of true energy. Although it could not immediately restore Lan Hua'er's spirit, the effect of the Longevity Art True Qi was extraordinary, and he immediately drove away the evil energy invaded by the bone flute.
It made Lan Fan feel much more comfortable.
"If you don't use this thing in the future, use it less. When you are strong enough, use it." Long Xiaoshan warned.
"Yeah." Lan Fan also felt that the white bone flute was a little evil and hurriedly responded.
Long Xiaoshan took Lan Fan'er's hand and walked into the Golden Hall.
The hall had long been occupied by invaders.
This is the most central and most important place of the Snake Witch Cult. After the saviors occupied this place, they regarded it as their own, plundered the golden treasures in the Golden Hall, and even the golden snake chair at the top.
Man occupied it.
Lan Huaer killed so many saviors outside just now.
Someone had already come in to report.
At this moment, as soon as Lan Hua'er walked in, someone shouted: "Honor, it's her. She killed many of us."
On the golden snake chair in the hall, there was a tall man like a skeleton. This man looked tall, but he was extremely thin, as if only a skeleton and a skin were left. His pupils were dark and invisible.
A little white of eyes.
He sat on the golden snake chair, holding a plump woman in black dress in his arms. This woman was very beautiful, fleshy, and extremely plump with her upper and hips. If the light was to be plump, it would even surpass Lan Fan.
Such a full woman hugged her like a skeleton and gave her an extraordinary contrast.