God Pet Has Opened Up For Me Again

Sun Changming pulled out the bone dagger and waved it again and again, but not only was the beard extremely tough, but it was also endless.

"Hahaha!" The old huozi laughed loudly. The magic trick of "rooting beards" is his ability to hold the bottom of the box. He has cultivated more and more powerfully over the years, but gradually he has no opponents. It is worth using this magic trick. .

I didn't expect to meet such a tricky guy in this small mountain village today.

For the great opportunity in Fenqiu, everything was worth it.

He continued to pull his beard and said to his two allies: "When my old man catches this guy and interrogates him, I will hand it over to the two of you. Feel free to vent your anger."

"Old Tuo is mighty!" The two swallowed the healing medicine and flattered.

Sun Changming's situation is very bad, the bone dagger can cut off the beard, but in the face of this kind of beard, it cannot achieve the effect of cutting iron like mud. In addition to the bone dagger, other things are powerless in the face of the beard.

Sun Changming shouted in his heart and asked the little loach to come to help, but the little loach was diving in the river, ups and downs, but he didn't seem to hear it.

Endless terrifying beards rushed over the mountains and plains, wrapping Sun Changming layer by layer.

Sun Changming soon became a huge white cocoon...

Sun Changming was still struggling, but it seemed to be of no avail. The old hunchman stopped pulling his beard out, and began to pull back like a net.

The big seal should be turned out in the air!

Steady suppression, staring at Sun Changming's figure, as stable as a mountain.

The old huozi was secretly surprised, how could he not pull the net when he closed it?

Then, the word "death" trembled again...

A force of death pervaded, and the snow-white beard quickly turned gray and withered like an autumn vine.

Sun Changming was overjoyed, so it was.

No wonder the little loach ignored him, he already had the power to fight against these beards.

The word "death" kept shaking, and the spiritual energy related to death rolled out. Those "warm currents" in the body poured out from the spiritual acupuncture points everywhere, and after they converged, they passed through the word "death", and they all turned into this kind of spiritual energy.

Incomparably tough beard, withered into pieces.

On the hillside, the old huozi looked surprised: "What's going on..."

Before he could figure it out, the white cocoon around Sun Changming's beard had completely turned into dust and fell down.

However, this is not over, the power of death, traced back along the beard.

Just like an infection, the large beards under the ground were directly "dead" by this power, and the surging ground became calm with the "death" of the beards.

The fluctuations came from the hillside towards Sun Changming, while the calm came from Sun Changming towards the hillside.

The old huozi felt a deep crisis, and he instantly decided: No, he must cut off the connection between himself and his beard, otherwise this strange, inexplicable, but extremely terrifying power will follow his beard and invade himself. !

But...how to cut it off?

Sun Changming had a hard time cutting off his beard, and so did the old camel!

The magic technique of "rooting the beard" is very powerful. The old huozi practiced this magic technique, and he only thought about how to make his power stronger. He never thought about how to "break the beard to survive"!

After all, no one would have imagined that such a situation would be encountered.

The old huozi opened his five fingers, and his nails grew rapidly, turning into five sharp blades, which could easily cut through ordinary flying swords.

However, he kept waving his five fingers, but it was difficult to cut off a few beards!

At this time, the power and tenacity of the magical technique of "rooting beards" has become the shackles of the old huozi himself!

The old huozi was a little panicked, because he knew very well that before he completely cut off his beard, the power of death would definitely invade him.

He bit his head and started pulling the beard outwards again and again, hoping to delay the arrival of the force of death, and waving the other hand constantly, trying to cut off the beard as soon as possible.

But the beard is too tough, and the force of death is too fast.

The fluctuations in the mountains and fields quickly calmed down, the beard continued to die, and the force of death finally came back.

The Taoist priest and Mrs. Ji stared at everything in front of them in amazement. From the beginning, Wanying Camel Dragon had a happy laugh and took control of a mighty mountain field. Now the power of death is eroding silently, and he is dignified. The monks of the second great realm are in a hurry, unable to deal with...

The gray necrosis finally approached the old hunchback. He tried his best to tug at his beard, but this magical technique has its limit. Then the old hunchback's chin began to turn gray-black, and the luster of life disappeared.

Then the death spread up toward his head and down toward his neck and chest.

The speed of the two was about the same, and the old hunch quickly stopped moving, because the force of death spreading upward had turned his entire head gray and black.

And this power of death not only "killed" the old camel, but also completely drained every part of his body and every trace of life force.

Although he had already died, the parts of his body that had turned gray and black were still further grayed, and finally turned to ashes like those beards.

The Taoist priest and Mrs. Ji suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when they looked down, the power of death was sweeping towards them from the ground.

When the old huozi performed the magic trick just now, he actually had ulterior motives, separated two strands, and quietly wrapped them under the feet of the two of them.

The two changed their colors together and scolded: "This old bastard..."

Then the entire foot was attacked by the power of death, turning gray and black, and the gray and black quickly spread upward, infecting their whole body...

When it was about a stick of incense, three powerful monks completely turned into ashes on such an unnamed hillside.

Sun Changming breathed a sigh of relief, took back the spiritual energy, and then suddenly discovered that the "death" word had become pitch black as ink, and then slowly turned into a red lacquer token, and the ancient demon The one in the corpse's hand is somewhat similar, except that the word "kill" is not written on the top of the signature, but the word "death" in a different script.

After condensing the things, Ling Biao and Xiantao can already compete against each other.

In this spiritual cave, it finally became a "harmony".

The little loach stuck his head out from the side of the river and shook his head for a while, as if he was mocking the big brother, and he was frightened by such a scene.

Sun Changming ignored him, thought for a while and quietly groped for the positions of the three people.

People in the village of no households generally do not go out, because they have lived here for many years, and the cold poison has invaded the body, and they will not survive for three years if they go out.

After leaving the village, they will be closely monitored by the officials.

But occasionally leave the village a short distance away, and then come back quickly, of course, will not be found. The court did not closely monitor this place.