This system is too salty

Xiangjiang, on the second floor of a mid-mountain villa, the spacious windows are all covered by thick black curtains, and the luxurious chandeliers are not turned on, only fourteen dim butter lamps spread out in the shape of two dippers.

Unlike the sunny and hot flashes outside the villa, the second floor is a bit gloomy.

Behind the fourteen oil lamps was a Dharma table, and behind the Dharma table on the Dharma table sat a man with short hair, his eyes slightly closed, and he was muttering words in his mouth with his hand pinched.

This man was bronze-skinned, not tall but very strong, with a red vertical line in the middle of his forehead, and his temples were white. He looked only in his thirties.

But Shi Danian, who was standing at the foot of the wall not far away, knew that Naijia, who was casting a spell, was over 60 years old, and he didn't know what evil method he had practiced to look so young.

Nai Jia suddenly opened his eyes, picked up a handful of powder mixed with the ashes of unjustly killed people and fetuses in the womb of pregnant women who died unjustly, and sprinkled it on the two little straw figures.

A lot of black nails were pierced into the straw figurine, and the names and birthdays of Wang Duoyu and Mr. Jin were written on it. The hair and nails of the two men were mixed inside the straw figurine.

The powder was scattered, and the two straw figurines who had been motionless on the Dharma table trembled strangely.

As the straw man trembled, the small flames of the fourteen oil lamps in front of the Dharma table became much smaller.

The straw man trembled for three or four seconds and then stopped moving. The fourteen oil lamps arranged in the shape of two big dippers went out with a few puffs, and four of them went out, and the remaining burning oil lamps continued to weaken visibly.

Wiping his sweat, Naijia stood up, looking very tired as if he had finished heavy labor.

Shi Danian hurried forward, "Master Naijia, how is it? Today is the seventh day you mentioned, has it worked?"

"Hehe, don't worry Mr. Shi, your two enemies will definitely not survive tomorrow." Nai Jia grinned, revealing a mouthful of exceptionally white teeth, with a very contented expression.

After taking the tonic offered by the disciple next to him, he drank it all in one gulp, pointed to the lights that had been turned off and continued: "Look at these lights, two of them have been turned off, and when they are all turned off, the two of them will be finished." .”

The young apprentice beside Nai Jia said at the right time: "The fate of these two people is really hard. Ordinary people will be cursed to death in a day or two. They have achieved some results after practicing for seven days. All the precious materials are used.”

"It's really hard for Master Naijia. I will give you a generous gift when the remaining lights are off." Shi Danian tactfully handed over a check for 100 million.

The apprentice put the check in his pocket without any trace, and Naijia smiled more sincerely, "There is no need for generous gifts, just follow what was agreed beforehand. This is not the first time we have cooperated, according to your Chinese dialect Be careful and be honest.”

Is this a matter of honesty?Shi Danian didn't show his complaints in his heart, he still talked to Naijia with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, the oil lamps whose flames were getting smaller and smaller suddenly turned on brightly, and several lamps that had been extinguished were also re-ignited. The flames of the fourteen lamps jumped up and down, and the whole room suddenly became much brighter.

what happened?

Nai Jia, Shi Danian and that apprentice all turned to look at the oil lamp.

"Well, there is an expert to stop my spell!"

After Nai Jia said something, she quickly walked to the Dharma table to check, and saw that the two straw figures were shaking again, and every time they shook, they shook off a lot of filth on their bodies, and they were becoming clean.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he will sit back on the altar and continue to cast spells. The reputation in this industry must not be damaged, otherwise who will come to him for business in the future?

Nai Jia had just sat down, and hadn't even started to strike, when there was a sudden change at the oil lamp in front of the Dharma table.

The bright flames of fourteen oil lamps rose up and gathered in the air, and a golden phantom more than three meters high emerged from it with a bang.

Xu Ying is an image of an ancient general, wearing a full set of helmet and armor, with a solemn face and holding a double mace.

Xu Ying glanced around the room, turned to look at Nai Jia who was stunned, and directly raised his maces and slammed them down, like a meteor falling to the ground, or a boulder rolling down a thousand-ren mountain, unstoppable.

In a hurry, Nai Jia quickly pulled a fist-sized black skull from his waist, held it in front of him with both hands, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the skull.

Dozens of black mist suddenly emerged from the seven orifices of the skull, floating in the air showing all kinds of disgusting, ugly and evil appearances. These are the fierce ghosts and evil spirits collected by Naijia for many years. They are not easy to use on weekdays because the price is not small. After using it, you have to feed them with your heart's blood, otherwise the backlash will be even greater.

More than a dozen ghosts screamed and rushed towards the golden phantom together.

Boom~~

A loud noise sounded on the second floor of the villa, and the whole villa was shaken to the point of collapse. The second floor was in a mess like a typhoon.

The blow of the golden phantom was so powerful that it directly scattered more than half of the ghosts, and only Liu Dao was left floating.

Nai Jia was so shocked that he spurted blood, his face was extremely pale, and his heart felt very distressed for those ghosts who were scattered. I don't know how much time and effort it took to collect them, and most of them disappeared in one go.

With sharp eyes, he immediately chanted a spell to direct the remaining ghosts to continue besieging the golden phantom general. He found that the phantom had become much weaker after one blow, and there should not be much power left.

But the mutation rose again, bang~~ the flames of the oil lamp rose again, and another blue phantom more than three meters high burst out.

The cyan phantom is also dressed as an ancient Chinese general, with an iron whip in his left hand and a horse lance in his right.After coming out, he came directly towards Naijia, holding the iron whip high, and the horse stabbed straight.

Ruined!

Naijia's dead soul was terrified, and he threw the black skull in his hand at the cyan phantom, and wanted to run when he got up.

The moment he got up, he caught a glimpse of another three-meter-high red phantom bursting out of the rising flames, holding a pair of hammers.

This Nima is endless!

With a flash of thought, Nai Jia saw that the two red giant hammers arrived first, and flew straight over, before the blue phantom.

Boom~ boom~ boom~

Naijia was hammered to pieces, all the evil spirits were beaten into thin air, and all kinds of evil instruments on the magic table were also smashed into powder.

The two grass figurines that fell down from Mount Fatable burned up and burned up in the blink of an eye. Two gleams of light invisible to the naked eye flew northward and disappeared in a flash. They were the vitality of Wang Duoyu and Mr. Jin.

The entire villa directly collapsed under a series of huge earthquakes, smoke and dust were everywhere, and bricks and tiles were piled up in a big pile.

Naijia's apprentice was close and had an evil magic weapon on him, so the golden phantom that appeared first gave him a mace and smashed the magic weapon directly. A whole body remained.

Although Shi Danian was not directly attacked by the phantom, he was also affected. He suffered serious internal injuries and was crushed under the rubble. Whether he can survive depends on the strength of Xiangjiang's fire brigade.

......

In an unfinished building on the outskirts of Xihong City, Wang Xiaoer slumped on the ground like a dead dog, pouring a bottle of sports drink into his mouth with one hand, and swaying the other hand in the air.

"Xiao Er, go ahead! Come on one more, what color is the next one, golden yellow, blue, red, I guess the next one is purple, right!"

Chen Jian grabbed Wang Xiaoer's waving hand, trying to pull him up and continue casting spells.

"Scissors, three are more than enough, even a ghost king who has practiced for a thousand years can't stand two. The soul-chasing token of my family is very powerful."

Wang Xiaoer was pulled up by force, and said weakly.After performing the Soul Chasing Order three times with all his strength, he was exhausted.

Just now, afraid of being too far away, Wang Xiaoer used all his strength to use his housekeeping skills, the soul-chasing order in the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts.

A golden phantom the size of a palm appeared out of thin air, and flew into the void in a flash and disappeared. Seeing this scene, Chen Jian yelled loudly and urged another one.

Zhao Mian was also afraid that Wang Xiaoer would perform it again if it was not safe.

Wang Xiaoer, who was able to do so, cast the Soul Chasing Curse again with all his strength, this time it was a cyan phantom flying into the void.

Wang Xiaoer's physical strength and energy were greatly exhausted by performing two full-scale actions, but Chen Jian was still flattering, and the high-spirited Wang Xiaoer exhausted his mana and cast the soul-chasing curse for the third time.

"I'm out of mana, and I'm out of energy. I need to rest for a while." Wang Xiaoer sat down again and said.

Chen Jian also sat on the side, and said flatteringly: "Xiao Er, I have helped you a lot these days when you practiced, and we have many revolutionary friendships, so don't hide it. Teach me this spell too."

"Except for family traditions, don't pass them on. You can learn anything else, as long as you can draw your energy into your body and condense your mana."

Chen Jian was overjoyed, "Okay, then it's a deal!"

Zhao Mian chuckled inwardly, how easy it is to draw air into the body.He silently came to Wang Duoyu and the two who were lying down. Their vital signs had stabilized, their breathing was even, and they seemed to be fine.