Demon Lord Rescue Plan [Transmigration Book]

In this short moment, the female ghost's hand was close at hand, as well as the woman's headless, bloody neck.

Gu Xiangyang didn't even have time to scream. At the moment when the female ghost's sharp claws were about to touch him, the conditioned reflex lowered his head, jumped back, and then retreated a long distance. The flexibility is good enough, allowing him to complete this series of flowing movements without much effort.

In the next second, the female ghost directly grabbed the place where Gu Xiangyang was standing before with a "click", leaving a deep scratch on the wooden floor, and several transparent blisters appeared on the edge of the mark.

Corrosive on her claws!If this claw really fell on Gu Xiangyang, he might kill half of his life, and before he could relax, the female ghost attacked again.

At that moment, he was extremely firm in his heart, and relying on his trained fighting instinct, he swung the copper coin sword in his hand.

"Zi" is like pouring boiling water on a red-hot pot. The female ghost's claws were cut off by the sword and fell to the ground. In just an instant, it turned into two puddles of black unknown liquid, corroding the floor into two holes. a deep hole.

Gu Xiangyang let out a breath, with lingering fear in his heart.

Fearing that what happened before would happen again, Gu Xiangyang didn't relax his vigilance, and when he wanted to get close to make up the knife, he saw this strange scene.

Many pink and black granulation sprouts grew from the broken surface of the claws that were cut off, and they were intertwined. In a short moment, the two new palms grew back, and the nails were even sharper than before. , glowing with a metallic luster under the lightning.

Gu Xiangyang's side was caught in a fierce battle, and the situation on Fu Chang's side was not optimistic.

I don't know what method Fu Chang used. The female ghost's head did not melt like the palm that was cut off by Gu Xiangyang, but lost the flesh and blood attached to it, and turned into a blood-red skull, which could not affect the battlefield on both sides. From time to time, like a badly connected TV screen, a gleam of light flashed in the dark eye sockets, but it was immediately suppressed by the affixed talisman paper.

The fierce ghost transformed from a young lady is more difficult to deal with than the female corpse. She is more agile. She is hanging upside down from the ceiling at this time, watching Fu Chang carefully, and the two confront each other nervously.

The female ghost seemed a little impatient, kicked her legs, and rushed towards Fu Chang who was below.

Fu Chang had also expected that when he stepped back, the sharp sword edge met the female ghost's body, but she twisted her body in mid-air strangely, avoided the sword edge, and fell to the side.

The moment it landed, both palms and soles of feet twisted weirdly, in any direction, but none of them were normal.

Not only the limbs, but every joint under its clothes has a sense of twisting, just like a doll that was broken and then put together casually, with a wider range of movements, you have to worry about whether it will be in the next moment. It fell apart, and its parts were scattered all over the place. It seemed that the car accident had done a lot of damage to its body.

There was no time for Fu Chang to breathe. As soon as it landed, it immediately turned around and rushed towards Fu Chang again.

Fu Chang didn't panic at all. In a short period of time, he bit his index finger and drew the talisman in one go. With a "swish", a complicated magic circle glowing with golden light collided with the female ghost.

bump!

The female ghost stopped her swooping movements, and stuck to the center of the magic circle in a strange posture, her dull pupils stared straight at the magic circle, as if she was thinking about what was sticking to her.

At this moment, Fu Chang pulled out the sword that had been stuck on the ground before, and with a flash, he rushed towards the restrained female ghost.

When he was about one meter away from the female ghost, he waved his right hand, and the cold light on the sword flashed, cutting straight across the female ghost's body obliquely.

When the knife passed through the female ghost's body, Fu Chang didn't feel any resistance, as if he had cut the sword against the air.

But different from his feeling, the female ghost was really wounded by the sword. The scar stretched from her left collarbone to her right waist, completely dividing it into two halves. Blood continued to flow from the cut, forming a scar on the ground. The blood-red little pool would have been limp on the ground by now if the magic circle had not firmly fixed her position.

Gu Xiangyang didn't dare to use the sword to injure the female corpse again, the scars could only make it evolve more powerfully, so he could only avoid confronting it head-on as much as possible, if it wasn't for the female corpse's slow movement, it would only rely on his that had been trained for a while. Tian's skill, I'm afraid it has already been explained here.

Even so, Gu Xiangyang looked much more embarrassed than before, his clothes were scratched by the female ghost's nails, and there were many cuts on his body, with an ominous black around the edge of the wound.

After dealing with it for so long, Gu Xiangyang felt that his physical strength had dropped so much that he didn't dare to hold on, so he grabbed a gap and approached Fu Chang, back to back with him.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. Gu Xiangyang panted and said, "It's getting stronger and stronger like this. Except for copper coins and swords, spells have no effect on them at all. What should I do?"

Fu Chang looked at the female ghost struggling on the magic circle, and didn't dare to relax: "Inside the gate, their abilities should be enhanced, and their magic power should be weakened, so none of our spells can be used. Only The magic weapon and magic circle still maintain the original magic power..."

Speaking of this, Fu Chang saw the pool of blood under the female ghost's body that was getting deeper and deeper, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was a strange sense of familiarity. The image of Yang Shuangwei vomiting blood flashed in his mind, no good!

As if realizing that Fu Chang had seen through its tricks, the speed of the water pool expanding like a turtle quickly accelerated, and in just a split second, wherever Gu Xiangyang looked, it was all blood red.

At the same time, the magic circle that imprisoned the female ghost flickered twice, and then suddenly dissipated. The female ghost's body that had been cut into two fell on the bloody water, and quickly melted away without leaving any traces.

The headless female corpse who had been staring at them was also dissolved in the blood, like sugar grains in boiling water, without leaving any traces.

"Wow~wow~" A baby's cry suddenly sounded, and the pool of blood that had already submerged Gu Xiangyang's ankle suddenly dropped, and then contracted sharply, forming the shape of a heart in midair.

The surrounding environment also disappeared with the blood, and turned back to a pitch black appearance, and all the coffins and white sails disappeared.

Boom, boom, it is slowly shrinking and expanding, Gu Xiangyang unconsciously clutches his heart, the beating frequency of his heart gradually matches it, he feels like his heart is about to explode, the pain makes him clenched unconsciously The clothes on the heart part, tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"what happened?"

Fu Chang was not affected by this "heart" at all, he supported the weak Gu Xiangyang, with a rare anxiety on his face.

Unprecedented pain tortured Gu Xiangyang, he didn't want to appear so weak, but the tears just couldn't stop flowing down.

Feeling Gu Xiangyang's trembling body and the painful expression on his face, Fu Chang's mood, which was always as stable as an old monk, experienced unprecedented fluctuations.

He couldn't help hesitating, and he didn't have time to think about why Qiu Yilin didn't show up at this time. Seeing that this move didn't work for Fu Chang, his "heart" seemed to be in a hurry and stopped beating.

Before Gu Xiangyang could heave a sigh of relief, countless crimson tentacles rushed out from his heart, wrapping around the two of them tightly.

The attack I encountered in the Taoist temple before was a child's play compared to the current one. The huge and powerful tentacles entangled bit by bit, the air in the chest was sucked away bit by bit, and the severe pain Gu Xiangyang couldn't take it anymore, and the copper coin sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "jingle".

Gu Xiangyang's pupils were gradually dilated, losing their luster little by little.

"No!"

Fu Chang lowered his head and stared at Gu Xiangyang, who had lost consciousness. His normal pupils, which were only slightly deeper than ordinary people, gradually expanded, and soon occupied the entire pupils.

The pupils of those eyes became very deep, and the color was like a dark abyss, in which there seemed to be some kind of unknown twilight flowing faintly.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Tianyue, the female ghost who has been hiding in the dark and manipulating sorcery, feels bad. She has no time to react at all, and a real, inescapable coercion presses down on her body like a mountain.

Even though she has successfully reincarnated now and has increased her power in a short period of time, she is like an ant in front of this power, and she has no thought of resisting at all.Her knees fell to the ground in an instant, and there was a click. Because of too much force, her kneecaps were shattered. She wanted to cry out in pain, but found that not only could she not make a sound, but she couldn't move her whole body, and she couldn't even turn her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the cold little Taoist priest speak.

The sentence is very simple, only six words:

"Go to hell."

These short four words are cold and without any emotion, like a judgment from a high god, like a cold sword intent, cutting her in two, and freezing her three souls and seven souls into ice.

Gu Xiaomei, who knelt on the ground with Tianyue, couldn't think at all. She could only be like an ice sculpture, suppressed by an invisible force and unable to move. Cracks, then shattered, turned into ashes all over the place.

The red tentacles and the pitch-black environment disappeared. Fu Chang caught Gu Xiangyang who fell from the air, and his eyes gradually returned to their original colors.

Then, as if his spine had been pulled out, he suddenly lost his strength and fell to the ground together with Gu Xiangyang. He was supported only by his amazing willpower, and he didn't pass out directly.

Fu Chang felt as if an invisible hand was stirring in his head, the pain was extremely painful, his vision was blurred, and the temperature of his eyes seemed to be boiling, making his eyes red.

He held his head tightly with his hands. If he hadn't been so weak and unable to move now, he would have been rolling on the ground in pain. All the blood on his cheeks had faded, his lips were pale, and cold sweat was coming out in bursts. Wet with sweat.

click, click, click

There was a sound of leather shoes, and finally stopped in Fu Chang's ear.

"Why are you in such a mess." The man's magnetic voice sounded, and then Fu Chang felt a lightness in his arms, and the unconscious Gu Xiangyang was hugged by the man.

Fu Chang raised his eyes with all his strength, and the first thing he saw was Gu Xiangyang's pale cheeks, which was well protected by the man in his arms, looking very cute, and then he met those very familiar eyes.

Qiu Yilin looked expressionlessly at Fu Chang, who was lying on the ground, slowly spitting blood from his mouth, and said coldly, "Do you remember?"