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Looking at the red-faced ghost who fell to the ground without making a sound, Father Yang turned his head and laughed at the sky: "Nuwa, the majestic ancient saint, is nothing more than this!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The tone was quite mocking.

Outside the map of mountains and rivers.

Nuwa's face darkened, and she shouted coldly: "Red-faced ghost, how long are you going to lie down?"

The words just fell.

A voice suddenly sounded behind Father Yang.

The one-eye that was originally punched with a bloody hole is also growing buds at a speed visible to the naked eye and is recovering.

It takes almost three seconds.

The one-eyed man returned to his original state, raised his hand, and the red-faced ghost pointed at Father Yang and cursed: "You are not allowed to insult Nuwa!"

Listen to the sound.

Father Yang turned his head sharply.

When he saw the fully recovered red-faced ghost, his pupils shrank suddenly and he asked in surprise: "You're not dead?"

"Hahaha! Didn't you expect that I, the red-faced ghost clan, was born with a special physique and have an immortal body, especially in the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map, I have an immortality bonus, so you can't even think of killing me in the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map!" The red-faced ghost laughed wildly.

Father Yang's face turned cold and he thought secretly in his heart.

It was the same as when facing those wolves before.

Also not afraid of fatal injuries.

It's also impossible to kill.

In other words, all this is related to the map of mountains and rivers.

Unless the Shanhe Sheji Map is destroyed, these monsters' immortal cheats can be ended.

But where to put this plug-in, you still need to think about it.

Thinking of this, Father Yang looked at the red-faced ghost and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This thing seems to have good strength, but its brain is...

It could be a trick.

He said in a cold voice: "It's just a matter of winning over villains with the help of mountains and rivers. What do dogs call here?"

"With the Map of Mountains and Rivers? Are you okay, old man? Why do I, the red-faced ghost, need to rely on foreign objects? I, the red-faced ghost, am a famous genius from all over the country. Whoever sees me doesn't say, "How fucking strong". Even my father often praises me to others, saying, "My son has the qualities of a saint." Why do you say that I rely on the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Tu?" the red-faced ghost said displeased.

Father Yang scolded: "Then if you have the ability to break away from the bonus of Shanhe Shejitu, come and fight me with real swords and guns!"

The red-faced ghost sarcastically said: "Leave? Are you okay, old man? If I wanted to leave, I would have left long ago. You must know that the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map was given to Nuwa by the ancestral god. On it are the space arrays and defenses arranged by the ancestral god. The magic circle has infinite energy to operate. Even at the planet level, as long as it is sucked into the Shanhe Sheji Map, it is impossible to leave. "

"And as long as you stay in the Shanhe Sheji Tu for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, you will be integrated into this space and will be used by the empress forever and ever. You will never be able to escape in this life."

After listening to what the red-faced ghost said, Father Yang's expression became serious.

Space array?

It is probably some kind of alien technology from the Zuobin people.

In terms of unlimited energy, it should be the core energy for creating space and operating defensive formations.

In other words, as long as the defensive circle is broken, he can reach the core. As long as the core is destroyed, he can escape.

"I'm an old man who has great ambitions. As expected, my sword is still young and I am extremely wise!"

Father Yang secretly praised himself.

As for why he stayed for ninety-nine and eighty-one days to become Nuwa's slave?

Sorry, it's impossible.

It is impossible to be a slave in this life.

Unless he dies.

Thinking of this, Father Yang laughed loudly and said to the red-faced ghost: "Thank you very much, old man, go ahead!"

"What the hell, you old guy, are you going to run away without even saying hello?"

"Come back to me!"

Seeing his father turn into a stream of light and fleeing into the distance, the red-faced ghost yelled hurriedly, then put the mace on his shoulder and ran forward in large strides.

He didn't even take a step, but he covered several kilometers.

Plus chasing another golden stream of light.

It looks like something from ancient times... what a braggart!

The red-faced ghost ran and cursed: "Stop if you can!"

"My mace is very big, I will ensure that you die quickly and comfortably."

"Hey, hey, what will I do if you leave!"

"Old guy, come back quickly!"

Seeing the speed of the stream of light speeding up, the red-faced ghost simply stopped running. He was so angry that he stood on the spot, picked up the mace, and then aimed in the direction of Father Yang. He narrowed his one eye slightly and aimed in the direction of Father Yang.

"Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his muscular arms suddenly exerted force.

The mace was immediately taken out of his hands, and the tail dragged out several circles of sound barriers, turning into a black stream of light and hitting Father Yang.

And at this time.

Father Yang, who was flying ahead, felt a force coming from behind.

He frowned, turned around and punched directly: "Thousand-Hand Angry Buddha Fist!"

Zheng!

A wave of air spread out in a circle.

The air rippled.

There was a buzzing sound of metal hitting high in the sky, which shook people's heads and made them feel a little dazed.

Especially the red-haired ghost in the distance.

Listening to the sound in the distance, I covered my ears with pain on my face and shouted: "I'm eating shit! You want to make me deaf!"

After saying that, he rubbed his ears, then took three steps at a time to pick up the mace that had been stuck on the ground, rolled on the spot, and swung it towards Father Yang.

"Come again?"

Father Yang raised his eyebrows and raised his fist again: "Buddha's thoughts are in the heavens!"

As he raised his fist, a Buddha's light seemed to appear.

At the moment of slowly throwing punches, the red-faced ghost seemed to see ten thousand punches, no, it should be one hundred thousand, no, it should be one million punches coming at him.

"Old man, this move again, if you have the guts, you can compete with me in strength!"

As soon as the red-faced ghost finished speaking.

One million punches fell on him.

Puff puff puff!

The sound of fists hitting flesh continued to sound.

Countless balls of blood mist burst out from the red-faced ghost's body.

From a distance, it looked like a meteor shower hitting the red-faced ghost.

A moment later.

The red-faced ghost's body was shattered, with almost no intact place. There were large and small fist holes all over his body, and a large hole with a diameter of more than 30 meters appeared on his one eye again.

"You... don't have martial ethics!"

After saying that, the red-faced ghost fell on his back.

While the red-faced ghost was lying on his back, Old Man Yang turned his head and looked around with a frown.

Because this world seemed to be endless, no matter how he flew, he could not reach the end. Of course, this was not the main point. The main point was that he did not find the location of the core.

"No, I have to ask this red-faced ghost."

Father Yang thought, turned around and hovered to look down at the red-faced ghost who was slowly recovering.

It must be said that the body of the ghost clan is indeed strong, and with the bonus of the Mountain and River State Map, the granulation at the wound is like a group of white maggots in the sewer, constantly wriggling.

Another ten seconds.

The red-faced ghost recovered as before.

He hurriedly got up, took a big step back, pointed at his father and cursed: "Old thing, do you think I'm afraid of you, come here!"

"Haha!"