I have a passive skill.

"Yo, there's another one?"

The storyteller took a step back with a smile, felt the strong ghostly aura of this person, and said slowly: "Your mission?" He looked at the red clothes.

Killing intent exploded in Vigil's eyes instantly.

The woman's distressed appearance was created by him in the broken space.

At that time, the breath on his body was not so terrifying, it was just an ordinary throne.

But now, after stepping into the battle situation, with just a glance, Vigil knew that the woman had already removed the "restriction object".

"Zhan Dao... As expected of a ghost beast, it is another headache-like existence!"

"Moo-"

With a roar, four tall and unparalleled tauren came running across the sky.

The watchman wanted to move, but Caramel turned around and said softly, "Can you give me some time?"

"Time?" Watching the night was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling immediately knew the idea of ​​caramel sugar.

At this moment in the ancient book space.

The biggest enemy of Hongyi and Guishou is not each other, but the storyteller.

And when Hong Yi still couldn't deal with the storyteller.

Caramelized sugar, seems to have the idea of ​​fighting it?

"There are four swords?"

Lan Ling's thoughts froze, and her eyes fell on the four swords on the storyteller.

Is it because of this?

Yes!

Of all the people who came to Lijian Grassland, which one was not for the Four Swords?

That is to say, this ghost beast body, which seems to be only as strong as Zhan Dao, wants to snatch food from the mouth of a tiger, and snatch four swords from the storyteller?

Although I don't know what this woman's plan is, but...

"Cooperation?"

Lan Ling hesitated for a while.

The collaboration between the red clothes and the ghosts and beasts is simply the idea of ​​the great master of the wild world.

But under the strong pressure of the storyteller, it turned out to be a matter of choice.

In order to have the Four Swords, one side tried to break through the space of ancient books...

Lan Ling paused, unable to make a choice for a while.

"can."

But the vigil helped to answer.

Having fought against this woman, he could vaguely sense that the other party had even more terrifying trump cards.

At this time, the best solution is to let the "Holy Slave" and the "Xuyue Gray Palace" fight internally.

As long as the battle is fought loud enough, it is not a problem to break the ancient book space.

And the grievances and grievances between the red clothes and the ghosts...

Get out, let's solve it!

"This?"

Hei Ming turned his head, somewhat unacceptable.

But before he could question, Lan Ling had already made up his mind.

"All, retreat!"

A wave of hands.

With a flash of light, the power of the great array directly sent all the red clothes to the extreme rear.

Watching the fire from the other side is a pleasure!

……

"Little sister, do you want to fight with others?"

The storyteller looked at the caramel candies on the ground with great interest, he didn't know where this sister got her confidence.

Just for having four swords?

Do you have this strength!

"I just want to ask a question..."

Caramel Sugar took a deep breath, "Senior Feng, is it in your hands?"

She doesn't want to fight.

But it appeared when he thought it was just to recycle the ghost orb, but when he got closer, he could feel the ghostly aura of the storyteller.

——Seal the breath!

Think back to what Xu Xiaoshou once said.

Perhaps, there is nowhere to find if you break through the iron shoes.

Senior Feng, it's really on the storyteller!

"Senior Feng?"

The storyteller tilted his head and pondered for a while, "Which character? I've never heard of it."

"To put it another way," Caramel Tang's eyes were burning, "seal the ghost beast."

"Oh, you said it?"

The storyteller looked dazed, and said indifferently: "That's a new pet, is it your senior?"

After a pause, the storyteller shook his head.

"Sorry, this is a small gift. If someone wants to give it to someone else, it should be unlikely to return it to you."

"Senior Feng..." Frenzy rose in Caramel Tang's eyes.

God knows, for this mission, she and Xin Gugu trekked across mountains and rivers, coming from the southern region, and experienced many twists and turns.

In the end, Senior Feng was actually trapped?

"Holy slave..."

"The storyteller..."

The enemies are very strong.

Caramel wouldn't even think of talking, provoking, if possible.

But as long as it is for the mission, all obstructions should be crushed!

"Then there is nothing to say."

A palm slapped Cheng Xingchu's head.

Caramel Tang's action of wanting to get back the ghost orb also turned into a prompting seal.

"Seal of Xuyue, solve."

Boom.

The earth was directly blown to pieces by the gray air waves bursting from Caramel Sugar.

A gray full moon suddenly rose above the sky that had been soaked in darkness for most of the time.

Under the moonlight, Caramel Tang leaped forward with both hands, and his complexion gradually became ferocious.

"Jihad Black Angel, open!"

The blood on the pretty face was drained instantly, the caramel seemed to have aged several decades, and there were a few wrinkles on her face.

And the ghost orb that has obtained the essence of life is no longer limited by the ghost and beast hosts before, and directly floats into the air.

"Oh!"

There was a loud explosion.

Cheng Xingchu's head didn't even support it for a moment, but it was blown into blood mist.

In the next second, the thick blood mist was directly absorbed by the ghost bead.

The earth began to squirm.

The sea of ​​blood that Xin Gugu summoned earlier, the blood that soaked into the bottom due to the cracking of the earth, was also summoned.

A misty blood color floats in the void.

One strand after another, it became dense into a mist, and then swallowed by the ghost beast beads in big mouthfuls.

Behind, all the red-clothed people watching from a distance frowned.

This kind of weird and inhuman method is almost unbearable for everyone.

But this time it was the ghost beast who wanted to fight the "Holy Slave".

Even if it was the vigil, he clenched his fists and endured it.

"What a terrifying power..."

Xu Xiaoshou, who was hiding underground and only wanted to escape from the battle scene, couldn't help being attracted at this moment.

True.

The methods of ghosts and beasts are very disgusting.

Even at this moment, he couldn't help but feel disgusted in his heart, and he faintly understood the red clothes' determination to exterminate the genocide.

As for Cheng Xingchu's death...

Indeed, it is too embarrassing!

Although it only has a very bad impression, but this kind of death...

Well, it's not incomprehensible.

After all, everyone who came to Lijian Grassland should be prepared to die.

Death is an instant thing.

What caramel sugar does is to use the residual value after death.

Even Hong Yi couldn't bear to look at this kind of method.

But Xu Xiaoshou understood that Lan Ling's previous wave of fishing was essentially taking advantage of the lives of those who practiced in the White Cave.

"Anyway, there is no good bird."

Xu Xiaoshou was full of worries.

He originally thought that once the storyteller, who had been planning for so long, appeared, he could forcefully suppress all existence.

But now, things seem to have changed?

Rather...

Looking up at the indifferent storyteller, Xu Xiaoshou almost cursed.

Why the hell can't you curb your gaming mentality?

Do you have to let the enemy's strength take shape, and then compete in a grandiose manner?

Toxic it is!

I want to persuade a wave, but everyone is in the game now.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to expose himself easily.

He can only hope for a little extravagance, that the thighs he hangs next to him will not lose the chain at critical moments.