Then black mucus formed a series of figures, and few hundred mucus dispersed to reveal human faces.
"Fetal abnormity …"
Wang Xuan remembered that Guo Shouqing told him the secret, and the secret investigation by the Taiyi religion and the hospital found that many aristocratic families and small dharma veins were secretly learning witchcraft. At present, there are four kinds of heterogeneous true immortals: the magic monarch with thousands of eye shadows, the holy deity of all things in the world, the holy deity of the glass in the nether world, and the Virgin of Joy.
This "embryo-shaped alien" is a variety of things left by the Happy Virgin, and it can be possessed by other creatures. The terrible monster spreads like a virus, and some women in brothels practice secretly.
Those flaming dragon columns in front of us are Xiao Jiabao’s Six Instruments of Divine Fire.
And the old man didn’t say it was the original BiFangJun marshal Xiao Jianqiu.
Wang Xuan’s strange thing is that Xiao Zhongmou’s plan tonight damaged Xiao’s reputation. Xiao Jianqiu didn’t stop it when he knew about it, but he did everything he could.
Tonight, it’s not just about dealing with the monster traitor Xiao family. What do you want at such a high price …
Chapter two hundred and fifty-six Fire burning demon evil spring breeze for another year
The attacker finally showed his face.
Most of the white-haired old people have haggard faces, black robes and muddy eyes, and most of them have three or four pupils.
They stared at the fire wall array outside Xiao Jianqiu’s eyes full of resentment and resentment, and it was almost crazy to mutter a curse in his mouth.
The leader is three metamorphosis monsters, a strong man with a black face and a scaly neck, a coquettish woman with a big tail swinging behind her, and a white-haired old woman with a wrinkled face that looks like a rat’s eye
At the same time, Wang Xuan also saw an acquaintance Xiao Jili around the age.
The old man who once held a high position, Xiao Jili, was treated like a teacher, but he was miserable at this time. He was torn off by a black-faced strong man holding his limbs in his neck and dripping with blood.
Wang Xuan thoughtfully, I’m afraid this age is Xiao Zhongmou’s mouth that death attracts people and exposes them at the same time.
"kill!"
Coach Xiao Jian’s autumn voice is indifferent.
A dense flying arrow instantly shot into the array like a waterfall.
The attacker will naturally not do nothing.
With a wave of his hand, the enchanting woman reached out and black mucus surged like asphalt to stop the rain of arrows.
Wang Xuan listened to Guo Shouqing’s fetal alien witchcraft.
This sorcery comes from the practice method of Happy Virgin Mary, which is extremely evil, but it is wonderful to gather the baby in the placenta and make it into a demon fetus through secret methods, such as easy to change and protect the body
I don’t know how many evils this fox demon has made, but it can be refined into a demon fetus of such a scale.
It’s a pity that there are so many arrows and rain, most of them burn the runes of evil spirits, and the arrows of ghosts and feathers in the mouth of the king of Bing tear the demon tires to shreds almost instantly.
The fox also fell to the ground with blood.
It’s a pity that Xiao Jianqiu’s six instruments of divine fire have already been deployed, and the pillars of fire are spinning rapidly.
Strangely, the soldiers around him shot crossbows but were not affected. In an instant, most of the elders were shot into hedgehogs, and their bodies were splashed with blood.
"Ho ho …"
Chen Lao stared at the old marshal Xiao Jianqiu outside the array with his eyes full of fear and despair. He opened his mouth to say something. Unfortunately, his tongue and throat had been torn, and then he was shot with vitality by the rain of arrows.
All this happened instantly, and no one noticed it, and Xiao Jianqiu also made moves at the same time.
Seeing this old marshal with white beard and eagle eyes, if he looks like ice, he stretched out his palm forward and suddenly grabbed it.
One of the six-instrument sacred fire rafters rotates faster, roaring like a fire dragon, and the whole array range is reduced.
There is a huge fireball left in the square, and the hot fire rises to illuminate the four sides. Even Wang Xuan can’t see anything at the moment.
A few breaths of the fireball have shrunk the washbasin, and the traitor and taxiing old demon have turned into fly ash.
Hoo ~
The fire dispersed, and the six sacred fire rafters turned into ordinary strange silver wooden sticks, and howls fell into Xiao Jianqiu’s hands.
Wang Xuan see scalp pins and needles.