Weird fairy

Chapter 759 Death

In the pouring rain, a white-clothed scholar stood there, looking out of place with everything around him.

That was Zhuge Yuan, the dead Zhuge Yuan was rebuilt by Li Huowang with the spine sword.

Zhuge Yuan looked around, and immediately understood what happened. He held his long-handled writing brush, lightly touched the red color, then clenched his fingers, and swiped hard at the chicken-legged people in front of him.

At this moment, the pen in Zhuge Yuan's hand was like that of the magistrate's pen. Wherever it touched, all the chicken-footed people fell to the ground without making a sound, and the incense in the incense burner was instantly extinguished, and could never be lit again.

Zhuge Yuan turned around and looked at Li Huowang, "Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you all right?"

Li Huowang, who had a splitting headache, heard this, and was about to raise the corners of his mouth with a painful expression, but he immediately thought of something, and bent down again with a painful expression.

I have to figure it out, although this is very similar to Zhuge Yuan, but he is not Zhuge Yuan, he just forcibly cultivated himself.

Now that I have achieved a great deal of cultivation, I can use the spine sword to cultivate Zhuge Yuan, but the cultivation is done, it is a fake after all, Zhuge Yuan is dead, I must recognize the reality clearly
Cultivate him out by yourself, just come out and use it as a tool!Just like Peng Longteng!I can't transfer the emotions I pinned on Zhuge Yuan to this fake.

He tried to tell the truth from the fake, but when Li Huowang thought so, Zhuge Yuan's body began to collapse rapidly, and he was about to retreat back to the spine sword.

The existence or non-existence of the things obtained from cultivation depends on Li Huowang's thought, and he can't distinguish so clearly. If he doesn't think from the bottom of his heart that Zhuge Yuan in front of him is real, then Zhuge Yuan will not be able to cultivate.

Zhuge Yuan saw the clue, and immediately reminded: "Brother Li, no matter whether I am fake or not, if you really think that I am fake, then I must not exist."

Li Huowang roared in pain, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Zhuge Yuan at this moment with teary eyes.

And the body that had just collapsed gradually stabilized, and Zhuge Yuan appeared in front of Li Huowang again.

Looking at the familiar faces, Li Huowang stretched out his fingers tremblingly, pointing at the enemies around him.

"Help me! Help me kill them! Kill them all!!!"

Zhuge Yuan nodded slightly, when he turned around again, he waved the brush in his hand again.

The chicken-legged men in the heavy rain fell down like wheat, and they immediately saw that something was wrong.

Everyone tacitly besieged Li Huowang from all directions. They did not attack the powerful Zhuge Yuan, but set their target on Li Huowang who was kneeling in pain.

Obviously, they saw Li Huowang's cultivation just now, and they knew the causal relationship between them.

But with Zhuge Yuan around, these people obviously thought too much, they couldn't get close to Li Huowang at all.

After Zhuge Yuan appeared, it seemed that the fight was a foregone conclusion.

The chicken-footed people seemed to want to struggle for something, no matter what methods they came up with, but Zhuge Yuan could always resolve them one by one, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.

Facing Zhuge Yuan's strength, these chicken-footed men were obviously no match. With one stroke, the surrounding chicken-footed men disappeared quickly, the incense in the air gradually dispersed, and there was no more white smoke. into the white hat.

In the heavy rain, on the altar covered with blood, Zhuge Yuan stood alone in the middle with a sword, and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

"Brother Li, let go, I am the fake Zhuge Yuan, I am really dead."

Hearing this, Li Huowang, who was covering his head in the heavy rain, staggered and fell to the ground, lying in the rain, panting heavily.

Wanting to maintain Zhuge Yuan's existence, every breath and every moment is extremely painful, and the whole head hurts like it is about to explode.

Without Li Huowang's support, Zhuge Yuan's body was rapidly dissipating, he looked at Li Huowang and said slowly: "Brother Li, can I ask you one more thing, is Da Qi really saved? "

After seeing Li Huowang nodded slightly, the contented Zhuge Yuan turned back into a spine sword again, and stuck it obliquely on the ground.

"Father." Li Sui, who was showing off, crawled over and helped Li Huowang up from his tentacles. "Father, don't be afraid, your head is still there, your head is still there."

Not caring about talking to Li Sui, Li Huowang stood up and looked around at the results of the battle.

There were chicken-legged people everywhere on the altar, they were almost dead, even if they were not dead, they were chased by Zhao Jiabao and the others, and they quickly followed the pace of their companions.

In the entire wooden city before, the rain in the sky and the blood on the ground intertwined, making this city standing in the middle of the mountain into a city of blood.

Above the sticky and muddy bloody water was the huge four-legged god statue squatting in the center of the city, covered with strips of red cloth.

Although it looked even more terrifying under the support of blood and water, at least it didn't move anymore, which made Li Huowang completely relieved.

But in this way, Li Huowang was still not careless. He turned his head to Zhao Jiabao next to him and ordered: "Scatter all the people, and search the whole city inside and out! As long as they are alive, they will be killed! No one will be left behind." !"

The more careful it is at this time, Li Huowang dare not be careless when it comes to whether he can defeat Fajiao.

He even wanted to struggle to stand up, and wanted to go together, but his head, which seemed to be about to explode, didn't allow it.

As Zhuge Yuan is a heart pan, it will undoubtedly require a lot of energy to cultivate him, even with the help of the spine sword, it is extremely reluctant to cultivate Zhuge Yuan out.

"Xuan Mi! Xuan Mi, come out!" Li Huowang's tone at this moment was very unfriendly, but the phantom of Xuan Mi that might appear next to Li Huowang at any time in the past did not appear again this time.

"Xuan Mi, get out!" Li Huowang roared loudly in the heavy rain, but there was still no movement.

"Do you think it's over if you hide? You wait! Wait for me to go back! You have to give me an explanation!" Li Huowang then cursed secretly in his heart.

Feeling a little better in his head, Li Huowang stood up, walked to the left, and looked at the blood slowly oozing from under the window.

There seemed to be other people in this city besides those chicken-legged men, and they didn't know what they were doing here.

But that was before, and not anymore.

Li Huowang raised his head again and looked at the giant statue like a mountain in the heavy rain. After there was no trace of movement, he looked at the optical mirror in the mirror.

"Now, there shouldn't be much drama in the teachings, right?"

He thought so, but when he noticed the scene on the optical mirror, Li Huowang's pupils shrank to extremely small in an instant.

I saw that the soldiers who should have gathered into a big red dot seemed to be bitten by something at this moment, and a large piece was forcibly torn off by something.

(End of this chapter)