dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Faced with the full blow from the head of the Bai family, Yan Yanwu still just sneered.

"What a great and sincere doctor, what a peerless doctor, what a pity..."

"opposite!"

What Yan Yan Wu practices is to speak according to the law, which in layman's terms means just opening one's mouth.

Therefore, after a simple word "anti", the attack of the head of the Bai family immediately stopped in the air and vibrated endlessly, as if it might backfire on his master at any time.

Bai Wuwei looked solemn, picked up the medical book in front of him and threw it into the air.

"The world belongs to everyone, how can it be your witchcraft?"

"break!"

When the word "break" came out, all the creatures that had been saved by Bai Wuwei for thousands of years felt this and saluted deeply in the direction of the Bai family's ancestral land.

"Bai Jiaxian is compassionate!"

With the blessing of the will of all living beings, the shackles of the shaman will disappear immediately.

The pulse pillow and the silver needle all fell towards his head.

Such a scene was beyond Yan Yanwu's expectation, but he only spoke again after a brief surprise.

"block!"

Amidst the crisp metallic sound, the pulse pillow shattered, the silver needle broke, and Bai Wuwei himself staggered back, clutching his chest.

Yan Yanwu sneered and once again showed his big gleaming gold teeth.

"The means are good, but it's a pity that the moral character is too low."

"This witch gives you one last chance: Surrender and live! Resist and die!"

The head of the Bai family did not speak and directly expressed his position through actions.

The "Mother's Poison of Asking the Heart" spread out, covering both himself and the witch of words.

Yan Yanwu comes from ancient times, so he certainly knows how powerful the poison of the Questioning Heart Mother is.

This time, he didn't dare to be careless at all, and immediately used the life-saving trick he used against Chen: a war barrier, which is a battlefield bystander.

I saw a black light that completely enveloped Yan Yanwu. Even if it was as powerful as the Wen Xin Mother Poison, there was nothing that could be done to him.

Looking at Bai Wuwei, whose face was getting more and more ugly, Yan Yanwu moved forward little by little.

He raised his finger and slowly pointed it towards the eyebrows of the head of the Bai family.

"die......"

Unfortunately, he only said half a word before he heard dragon roars coming from behind him.

Then an indescribable cold murderous intent came straight towards the back of the body.

After this period of fighting, Yan Yanwu had already understood everyone on the Chinese Nine Difficulties side.

The roar of the dragon, the murderous intent, even the sneak attacks carry an aura of openness and dignity;

Who else but the blood dragon could have such means!

As soon as he thought of this, the shaman did not dare to neglect, he immediately gave up attacking Bai Wuwei and turned around to be on guard against the Northern Blood Dragon.

With the demeanor of the master of Wanlong Mountain, if he missed a hit, he would certainly not be like Mr. Chen... who would continue to pester him like a shrew, just standing there with a smile.

Even Yan Yanwu was impressed by Chang Huaiyuan's magnanimity and took the initiative to speak.

"Brother has blocked the 'eye of the sky', why does Mr. Long still know that this witch is here?"

Chang Huaiyuan did not answer directly, but asked a seemingly unrelated question.

"Wizards can know that 'those who are good at attacking are like dragons, moving in the nine heavens'."

"My husband is far better than a real dragon. How can he blindly defend and not come up with countermeasures?"

"Now you are just throwing yourself into a trap and falling into my husband's scheme."

After hearing Chang Huaiyuan's words, Yan Yanwu was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, you, an acquired dragon, dare to kill me so easily?"

"Do you think you are Yinglong or Zhulong?!"

Chang Huaiyuan obviously disdained the verbal dispute with Yan Yanwu, and after confirming that Bai Wuwei's injury was not serious, he stretched out his hand.

He saw two ancient, huge, blood-stained stone doors slowly opening behind him:

Mountains of corpses emerge and seas of blood appear!

Above the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, there is a blood moon in the sky!

The most terrifying thing among them is the countless dragons rising into the sky from the mountain of corpses;

There are countless dragons driving the sea of ​​blood and roaring.

When the momentum of the dragons reached its peak, they all converged on Chang Huaiyuan's artifact, the Returnless Halberd.

The master of Wanlong Mountain rose into the air, used his halberd as a weapon and his body as a handle, and stabbed the enemy's throat with the speed of a meteor chasing the moon.

"Witch of words, can Chang kill you now?!"