God has some double standards

Qian Qian moved around and knocked out the several "indignant soldiers" who were chasing her and Fu Chenbo, took out the small magic circle that Ah Zhi gave her from her arms, and pushed it in the direction he gave.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, let out a long sigh of relief, and showed a relieved smile to Fu Chenbo.

It's just that as soon as the smile fell into reality, it froze.

There was a big hole in the chest of the fallen creature, and the blood flowed out, dripped into the ground, and suddenly turned into fierce red blood engulfed in the ground fire, and gathered towards the most central place.

Qian Yao subconsciously pulled out the "Thousand Machines" on her body, trying to cut off the way for the blood to gather.

Unexpectedly, the red blood was like karmic fire, running up the black gold whip, spitting out the tongue of fire like a snake, and coming towards her wrist with malicious intentions.

She was unwilling to let go of "Thousand Machines", and stubbornly wanted to shake off the karmic fire that climbed up.

As one can imagine, it was not successful.

She didn't let out a cry of pain until the tongue of fire licked her fingertips, and "Qian Ji" also fell to the ground.

"Qianqian!" Fu Chenbo took a few steps forward and caught her who was standing unsteadily.

The fire of karma burned half of her finger, exposing half of the black and half of the pale joints.But this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the fire seems to have crawled into the blood along the bones, mixed into her blood, and swam in the body.

"Ah——" Qian Hua pinched her own palm, her face was suddenly pale, and cold sweat rolled down her face.

There was a sound of breaking wind in the air, and Fu Chenbo held Qian Qian in his arms, looking vigilantly at where he came from.

Qian Teng, who was dressed in plain clothes, also had a pale face, dripping with cold sweat and carrying a medicine box, which fell from the sky.

"Let me see her." Qian Teng raised her eyes that were too calm to show any emotion, "Otherwise she will die."

The same situation reappeared in Wen Qu and Si Ming, Dan Xu and Zhou Fei, and the two Martial Gods of the North and the South.

It's just that Wen Qu and Zhou Fei were cautious and didn't stay long after putting the magic circle in place.The two Martial Gods were taught a lesson by Bo Yu once, so they dare not be careless.They took out the ruler book and contacted Ah Zhi by coincidence.

The red light soared into the sky in an instant, and even if they didn't contact Ah Zhi, Ah Zhi could guess what happened.

Suddenly, the luxuriant grass shook violently.

Bo Yu's eyes were vigilant, his fingers moved slightly, and he was about to kill the comer.

Ah Zhi's heart moved, and she almost pressed his palm, but she also looked at the swaying grass with vigilance on her face.

The visitor's footsteps were heavy, he stumbled, and there was a strong smell of blood on his body. I don't know if he was a member of the "Indignant Army" who recognized Yaoluo's true colors in time.

A piece of white loomed, broke through the grass, and fell at Ah Zhi's feet.

He raised his hand with difficulty, the hand was covered with thick blood plasma, it was already half dry, and he didn't know how long he had stumbled and walked like this.He had a square thing in his hand and wanted to pass it to Ah Zhi.

Ah Zhi squatted down, only to realize that this guy covered in blood, his face as pale as paper, and dripping with cold sweat turned out to be the handsome Mr. Zhu who was chatting and making tea.

"Yao... array... broken..." He spoke weakly, intermittently, without beginning or end, and then he tilted his head and fell down.

Ah Zhi checked his breath, luckily, he was still alive.He took out the elixir of strengthening the foundation and Peiyuan, and fed it into his mouth, which almost saved his breath that was about to die.

Dizzy is dizzy, but he still doesn't let go of his hand, Ah Zhi used all his strength to get the square thing out.Beside him, Bo Yu reluctantly gave Zhu Yaoran medicine to stop the bleeding.

Ah Zhi didn't bother to clean up the thing, so she bit her own finger and tapped on the square thing.The pale green light slowly dissipated, circled Ah Zhi several times, and then sank into the back of Ah Zhi's heart.

He opened his hands, pushed by this force, and floated in mid-air.

The light blue magic circle that was just drawn is still running on the ground, the light green is like a vine man, directly entwining the light blue, and two strands of light-like spiritual energy are entangled, spinning quickly, and there is no sound around The breathless spiritual energy began to be stirred, pouring into the magic circle like a whirlpool.

At the same time, the soaring red light came towards Yaoluo from all directions, like a light blade that opened up the world, wrapped in the unstoppable power of thunder, it crashed straight into his body.

The overflowing vitality nourished the decayed body, like a dead tree in spring, the skin that seemed to be casually wrapped around the bone, slowly grew flesh underneath, and bulged, like a mountain delicacy soaked in hair. The child became shiny and moist.

Alan and Amon were forced to avoid the scorching heat of Karma.

They watched the body that would rot into mud at any time become alive again.That ugly, frightening face faded away, revealing a tough face.The body wrapped in black mist slowly stretched out its strong and powerful limbs.When the black mist dissipated, she wrapped herself in a close-fitting dress, outlining the smooth chest and abdomen muscles.

Standing in front of them was a vigorous young man who looked a bit gloomy and cold.

It has nothing to do with death and decay.

But when Amon thought about what his body and strength were condensed with, he couldn't help feeling sick from his heart.

Yaoluo has never experienced this feeling of power being held in his hands for tens of thousands of years. His eyes flashed strangely and excitedly, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and his smile showed a little Madness comes.

He looked at his hands, a cloud of black aura condensed, and he threw his backhand down. The black aura collided and blasted a huge hole in the ground, and the surrounding trees fell down.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" He looked up to the sky and screamed, his face was red, and he was so bewitched that he was almost possessed.

"I'm back, I'm back!! It's mine, and I still can't escape." He was very satisfied talking to himself, laughing intermittently, like a lunatic who had been begging on the side of the road for many years, and once had a good life.

Ah Laan didn't even pretend to be a gentleman, he sacrificed his purple bamboo pole, leaned slightly, and swept forward.

The purple bamboo pole is Ah Laan's accompanying magic weapon, and the one who gave birth to divine consciousness just followed the master, loved to sleep and ignored others, and did not say a word for 800 years of seriousness.Now seeing that his master summoned him to beat such a disgusting guy, his stomach was full of anger.

He logically sprinkled this anger on Yaoluo's head, and that stick swept away without sparing any strength.

Yaoluo originally wanted to carry it hard a few times, to try out how good this monster body is, but the head-on blow really shocked him, even half a mile away, he could feel the strong wind blowing Human pain.

He cursed secretly, these gods are really shameless, they actually bullied him a little demon who just got a new life.

He could only condense a shield to resist the strong wind forward, and at the same time leap back to avoid being blown by the tail of the wind.

His plan was pretty good, but it's a pity that Amon followed suit. He looked weak, and the jade pen looked fragile, but Amon just casually mentioned it, and he felt that he was being attacked by a The aura is wrapped in an airtight cover, there is nowhere to escape, and it is almost impossible to breathe.

Yaoluo took a deep breath, and risked being broken by Amon's arm, she fell down, trying to hide in the dense jungle.

The next moment, the dense forest that was firmly rooted on the ground, as if kneeling on a pilgrimage, clicked, folded half of its body, and rushed forward.

An upright gesture of kowtowing and kneeling.

The dense forest instantly became plum blossom piles.

On the broken tree, there stood a black-clothed boyu fluttering, with one hand behind his back, and the other spinning a stick?A round black stick of dull black gold.

Yaoluo narrowly landed on a broken tree, and half of his arm was already numb.

He had a bad start, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He looked around and looked at Bo Yu, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why don't you see God God Diantang coming? Could it be that he is now a disabled person who is unable to drag you down?"

As soon as he said these words, he received three unkind looks.

"Where is it?" Qingyue said again with a soft voice from the top.

Ah Zhi came riding on the wind, his whole body exuded a faint greenness, like the revived vitality of ancient trees.His blue robe fluttered with the wind, filling his sleeves with the breeze, revealing his white wrists.

The back of his left hand was quietly attached to two pieces of rounded tortoise shells, which were pierced by red ropes, entwined all the way to the top of the arm, and submerged in the large robe.A little bit of sharpness appeared at the tip of the index finger and thumb of the right hand, where a small carving knife was clamped, exuding a simple and sharp light.

"Impossible!" Yaoluo blurted out, the disbelief on his face was shining brightly, and it was very eye-catching.

Under the sea, he obviously set up a magic circle to seal the magic power of the God of Dim Cang.Diantang Shenjun is in the sea, his consciousness is not completely clear, it is impossible to realize that he is in the formation.Moreover, when he entered the battle, he obviously had no magic power!

He set up the magic circle secretly, and took the good water from the sea to set up the spirit lock circle instead. If Zhu Yaoran dared to destroy the magic circle, he would definitely suffer backlash!

Bo Yu kept his wrists, as if ready to jump up and hit him with a sap at any moment.

He sneered and said, "What's impossible? Because you pinched Qian Teng, so the fat boss—oh, or Mr. Zhu, do you think it's impossible for him to betray you?"

He looked Yaoluo up and down, and said pointedly: "You have a beautiful idea."

Yaoluo was so angry that her face was distorted, and she was burning with anger.

"However, it is true that I am late." Ah Zhi smiled, and very sincerely added to his anger, making him even more angry, "It's a pity that we couldn't beat you together."

The corners of Yaoluo's mouth froze, and he couldn't understand why these gods were always so thick-skinned and said those shameless words in such a high-sounding and aboveboard manner!

"But." Ah Zhi raised his eyes to look at him, his distorted ugly expression was reflected in his clear eyes, "It's okay, it should be too late now."

Yaoluo's fingers are slightly bent, his eyes are red, and the protruding veins on his body are no longer blue, but bright red like karmic fire!

The black breath churned and poured into the ground.

In an instant, the ground seemed to have dived into a long dragon and rolled over.

Snake-headed monsters emerged from the bottom, waving their limbs like human hands, and quickly entangled all the creatures he saw.

There was a scream in the wind.

Ah Zhi dodged sideways, and slashed the carving knife in his hand. There was nothing in the air, but a line of blood splashed.

He frowned, it was a hidden beast.

Bo Yu teleported to Ah Zhi's side, pulling him behind him: "Leave this thing to me."

Yaoluo laughed and said: "Shenjun Diancang, do you dare to believe him? Do you know what the person next to you did when you were in the sea?"

Bo Yu held Ah Zhi's hand tightly, and his face turned violent: "You are looking for death!"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air sounded, Ah Zhi instinctively looked back, and that point of starlight came straight to Ah Zhi's face.

puff--

It was the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh.

Blood spattered, raising a thick or shallow blood mist.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred.

All of a sudden, everything was silent.