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Concentration Camp 17.

The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to hear the sound of the sword unsheathed.

In the next second, I saw the frozen flying head landing in the picture being slammed into the wall of the base by a black shadow.

As the flying head descended and flew out, the audience in the live broadcast room of "Challenging Ghosts Night" could see clearly that it was actually a soft-looking cloth object that stabbed it out.

Due to the rough picture quality of the on-site monitor, everyone could not recognize it at the first time. The object that hit the flying head and landed was just a 'cloth sword' twisted from clothes.

Here, when the audience in the live broadcast room was shocked by the sudden change.

On the other hand, Lin Jiuying had already noticed the figure coming with the 'Bujian'.

"Ahao?"

Seeing the figure wearing a red apron and walking gracefully, Lin Jiuying's expression was a little surprised at first, but she quickly understood from the attitude of her apprentice.

"No, it's a fairy!"

Seeing this, Lin Jiuying quickly suppressed the expression on her face, pinched her fingers to pose, and asked respectfully.

"The immortal Yuntui Wujuan is really here, and I would like to join the altar to push it sincerely and happily."

Facing Lin Jiuying's prayer, Ah Hao stopped his steps, reached out and touched his non-existent beard, and answered with his mouth open.

"...%&...￥&*%...￥%...#@#￥@..."

"It turned out to be Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals, Master Lu."

After listening to Ah Hao's answer, Lin Jiuying nodded with a look of surprise on her face, and at the same time she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was Lu Zhenren who was invited, not an immortal like the third prince.

It is one of the fairies who are better at speaking, otherwise it will be troublesome.

Although he breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Jiuying did not relax because of this.

He glanced at the apprentice in front of him, and took a closer look at the other person's appearance at the moment. With Lu Zhenren around, Ah Hao's every move was full of divine power, and his performance was fierce. However, from the look on his face and the brilliance in his eyes, it can still be seen that as the time of asking God's upper body gets longer, Ah Hao's body is almost unable to bear it.

"The little disciple is ignorant, disturbing the immortal, and now he is chanting the curse again, and sending the immortal back..."

Opening his mouth, he was about to respectfully invite the immortal to leave.

Suddenly, when Ah Hao's expression turned positive before meeting, Lin Jiuying's heart suddenly burst.

Turning his head, he saw the flying head behind him who had been pinned to the wall by Ah Hao's sword descended, twisting the pierced head, and a faint light flickered on his head, and he actually penetrated the sword little by little. The body flew out, shaking his head, only to see blood dripping from the organs connected under the neck, and the wound in the eye socket that was penetrated by the 'cloth sword' actually disappeared in the looming changes.

"This is?!"

Even the well-informed Lin Jiuying couldn't help but look surprised when he witnessed the scene of FeitouJian breaking away from the sword with his own eyes.

In front of him, the ability displayed by this flying head landing has far exceeded his understanding of the flying head landing in the past.

Even, even if Lu Zhenren made a move, he could not completely subdue this downfall.

"It's a spirit drop."

"I don't know where the head descending master got a descending technique called spirit descending, and he successfully practiced in the concentration camp, so that the originally powerful flying head descended has the ability to shuttle and blur."

In Lin Jiuying's shock, Azan suddenly spoke.

I saw that he was holding a Yin card, and his calm face showed a complicated expression, which met the gaze cast by Lin Jiuying, and opened his mouth to explain.

"The head-lowering master refined the twins into Yin cards, so that there is a very mysterious connection between the two Yin cards. The closer the connection is, the stronger the connection is. The little monk just learned from the ghost in the Yin card. Everything that happened to the Descendants."

"Ling down?"

Hearing Azan's explanation, Lin Jiuying looked back at the flying head landing in midair.

Although the ghost fetus helped them understand everything that happened above Feitoujiang, it was of no help to the current situation. After all, even if they knew the spirit that Feitoujiang had cultivated, they couldn't do anything.

Even the real person Lu invited by Ah Hao couldn't subdue him, and Lin Jiuying couldn't think of a clue how to suppress the alien in front of him.

If he changed to another place, he might be able to find some ways to deal with it if he was given time, but seeing the reaction of the flying head landing in front of him, it was obvious that there was no chance to leave them time.

Breaking free from Ah Hao's 'cloth sword', the tyranny became more and more intense in his blood-red eyes.

It opened its mouth, and the sharp teeth in its mouth protruded like wild beasts, like jagged sharp knives, exuding a dim light, whistling and making Lin Jiuying and everyone rush towards it.

"Bah!"

Looking at this fierce monster, Ah Hao, who was standing behind Lin Jiuying, suddenly opened his mouth and scolded.

However, the attack that was able to affect the flying head landing before seems to have lost its effect in an instant.

The flying head descended in mid-air, without stopping at all, rushing up with gritted teeth.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi, widely repairs catastrophe, and proves my supernatural powers... The body has golden light, which reflects my body, I can't see it, I can't hear it... Fang Shen Mingli, enslaves Lei Ling, monsters are afraid, ghosts are in the form of spirits. , there is a thunderbolt inside, the thunder **** is hidden... The golden light appears quickly, covering the altar court. Urgent order!"

Biting his finger and chanting the "Golden Light Spell", Lin Jiuying stood in front of Ah Hao, popping out the blood essence from his fingertips to stop all this.

Covered by the golden light, the flying head descended in mid-air, and the surface was blurred for a while, and soon recovered, and continued to rush forward regardless.

"Ahao, hurry up."

Seeing that neither Zhenren Lu nor his own means were exhausted~www.readwn.com~ there was no way to injure the flying head in front of him to the slightest. Lin Jiuying took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to block the opponent, so that the apprentice behind him could escape. time.

At this moment, Azan, who had been silent all the time, read the scriptures and stood in front of the master and apprentice.

"Namo Tasa, Pakawado, Allahado, Sangma, Sabuta Yuansa..."

Under the gazes of Lin Jiuying and Ah Hao, the flying head descended into his body.

"Right now, the benefactor, take advantage of the flying head landing in my body and kill me and it together."

Put your palms together and recite the scriptures in a low voice.

Ah Hao turned to face Lin Jiuying behind him, gritted his teeth and asked.

Roar--

Accompanied by Azan's voice falling, it can be seen with the naked eye that he flew from the monk's body and gnawed at the flesh and blood on his body, as if trying to break free from Azan's body, but was struck by a golden light. blocked.