Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Ok?"

General Gui turned his head and glanced at the paper pen holder that was screwed into his waist, and then looked up at Bai Ziliang's most powerful subordinate, the top freshman in the night university, Lao Liu Ka Ling Feng Yu Qing, the soul fire burning in the hollows of his eyes healed. Prosperous growth.

"call……"

The scene was silent, except for the faint sound of wind.

For a time, the clouds did not move and the grass and trees stopped.

Until the end, Sister Ziliang, who was wearing a floral skirt, could only hear her own thin breathing.

"Wow! Yeah! Yeah!"

At this time, General Ghost roared, and the dark green will-o'-the-wisp hanging in his eyes instantly turned blood red, and the almost black, dim purple light lingering around him also had a tendency to turn into orange light.

"Kill!"

The low-level "spirits" cannot understand human language and have incomplete spirituality. This is the consensus of the people of Dajing and Blue Star.

Because of this, Ji Nian is so shocked when he sees the so-called "Beautiful Lord of Green Mountains" Yin Zun through a shared vision.

Now, this shock hit Bai Ziliang exactly on the head.

Although this general ghost does not have the wisdom to match ordinary people like Yin Zun, the mere fact that he can speak out what others say is enough to break the common sense that Bai Ziliang has established over the past twenty years.

Fortunately, after going through the "Roshan" level, he was no longer "Wu Xia Amon". He got over the shock in the blink of an eye and pulled out several blue-level skill cards from the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Paper binding method·Thousands of arrows flying together], [Rain pouring pear blossoms·The punishment of covering silk cloth], [Paper spear piercing the body], [Paper kite throwing lantern method]...

In the long night, the faint blue light shines from top to bottom, covering the head and head.

It's Bai Ziliang's usual "bomber" tactic again.

Only this time, he didn't use Feng Yuqing.

Instead, let the two warrior card spirits [Paperweight Hengdao·Zhao Baisheng] and [Killing Paper Wheel·Gai Tianxiong] use their own methods to contain them.

The sword's light was pale, and it was like a rolling wave; paper wheels were flying, and paper money was sprinkled one after another.

Feng Yuqing, who was secretly protecting Bai Ziliang, also took action at this moment. With a clap of his hands, he lifted up a paper-made mountain of old Buddha behind him.

He has a bun on his head and compassionate eyes, but his smile is very weird, exaggerated and brilliant but lifeless, just like a common big-headed mask among the people.

You can also see that his shoulders are broad and his body is thick, with piles of fat meat tied with yellow paper, and slightly black lard leaching from it.

The monk's robe sewn with the shroud was very fat. The paper-stitched mountain Buddha raised his hand to explore, revealing the cuffs with dark red blood clots. In an instant, it crushed a large towering strange tree, which was like a withered tree.

The paper-sticked meat mountain Buddha, the blue skill card, the horizontal sword Zhao Baisheng, the paper wheel Gai Tianxiong...each occupied the front, back, left and right of the general ghost and fought out from the four corners.

The surging air waves stirred up layers of smoke, countless flowers and branches collided, and the asphalt road built a few years ago was completely blown away.

General Gui let out a roar, and a strange black energy that Bai Ziliang had never seen rolled up around him.

The black mist with a ghostly face floating around was pushed by the endless air waves, corroding the surrounding vegetation like strong acid.

Seeing this, Bai Ziliang raised his hand and rode the paper kite into the small blue field called [Paper Wedding·Leftovers].

Feng Yuqing, an orange five-star Kaling, moved faster than him, holding a paper fan in his hand and fanning with a smile.

Brother Ziliang was too lazy to pay attention to him and concentrated on watching the battle.

The three Qazis killed Brother Jiafu and scattered coins into the "bomber".

With this set of simple and crude tactics, not to mention the general ghosts who are still in the purple rank five-star, even the orange-rank "wild spirits" that can be found in the Qingshan area will suffer from the northwest.

But the general ghost in front of him was far stronger than his peers.

The dead bones of the rotten horse under the seat were torn apart and poured into the river with a mournful scream.

He stood up like a carp and stood up, standing still in the strong wind, with all his flesh torn to pieces by the wind of Zhao Baisheng's sword.

The palm of the paper-covered meat mountain Buddha fell, as if the sky was falling.

Gai Tianxiong threw the paper wheel, the mechanisms on the plate moved together, the pale paper money flew into the air, and Ye Da's patent [Magic City Demon Fire] fell like raindrops.

A total of six [Paper] series blue-grade skill cards were thrown at him in the form of paper spears, arrows, yellow silk, paper kites, etc.

Paper, a light, thin and folded thing produced from trees, becomes the most terrifying thing to kill if it falls into the hands of the Bai family.

General Gui didn't check for a moment, and the soaked rhubarb paper drifted from nowhere, covering his face, and all his senses were blocked.

When Gai Tianxiong saw this, he raised his hand and a paper wheel hit General Gui's chest.

The paper-shaped meat mountain Buddha smiled and pointed again, pressing the general ghost's head and moving it back and forth, as if he was rubbing a bed bug.

Lao Liufeng Yuqing has always been a "hero" in this situation, so he hid side by side with Bai Ziliang in the field, clapped his hands, and summoned an ink dragon.

He only dragged out a river made of ink in mid-air, rushing quickly, as if he wanted to swallow the general ghost into his belly.

However, General Gui struggled to get up at this moment. He first tore off the yellow paper, and then swept away the paper-bound arrows that penetrated his body with his hand. The rusty knife in his palm danced, creating waves of fishy wind.

"Roar!"

It roared loudly, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the flying ink dragon into its belly.

Then it put its two feet on the ground and used its strength to rise up. The thick and strange black mist was dragged around it, pulling out a dark ribbon hundreds of meters long in the air, and the blade cut straight into the head of the paper-embedded meat mountain Buddha.

This paper Buddha is based on Roshan Gui, and it is also a "summoned object" sealed by the orange five-star card spirit. It is far from as scary as it seems on the surface.

Facing the scarlet blade, he hurriedly raised one hand, and it was cut off in an instant.

Gai Tianxiong also took action at this moment, filled with enough Yin Qi, and threw the paper wheel that just flew back into his hand again.

Zhao Baisheng saw the right moment, took a few steps, stood up from the ground, stepped on the paper kite first, and then climbed on the paper wheel. The paper-pierced horizontal knife shimmered with cold light, and he swung it out violently, as if it was about to cut through the sky.

The general didn't even look back. He just flicked his tattered, dirty and dark gray cloak, and with a sound of his long sword, he chopped off the Buddha's head.

"laugh."

A mixture of black blood and lard splashed out from the severed head of the Roushan Buddha. The paper-tied "Buddha's head" fell straight down. Gululu rolled to the small square beside the road, covering a thousand-square-meter square. The lawn was dyed black and red.

"when!!!"

At the same time, the paper-bound horizontal knife collided with the rust-red long knife, suddenly setting off a tsunami-like air wave.

Seeing this two figures, black and white, locked in a stalemate in the air, swords and lights flew, you came and I went.

Gai Tianxiong raised his hand and summoned a broken poplar tree from the side of the road, filled it with enough yin energy, and swung it out suddenly.

Immediately, he kicked the ground with both feet and accurately landed on the straight tree trunk that was rushing forward. He called back the paper wheel with a hook and let it rotate rapidly until it made a harsh "clucking" sound, and then pressed it with all its strength towards the General Ghost's back.

"laugh!"

The crazily rotating paper wheel knocked away large areas of black blood, bone residue, and rotten flesh, but the "injury" was completely restored by the strange black energy in an instant.

After raising his sword and knocking Zhao Baisheng back, General Gui turned his head to look at Gai Tianxiong, tilted his head, and tried hard to pull away the rotten flesh clinging to the skull, showing a cruel smile.

Then, under Bai Ziliang's surprised gaze, he held the paper wheel regardless of his broken hand, and held the rusty red knife head with his other hand, and stabbed it straight into Gai Tianxiong's neck.

Zhao Baisheng came in a hurry, swinging his sword.