After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 400
Some adventures, you can't get what you want.

Some adventures, you don't want to get rid of them.

White lights lit up around the altar, trapping the little raccoon like a cage.

"presumptuous."

"Do you think you don't want it?"

"Since you don't cherish Jackie Chan's chance at all, you can't blame us!"

Because the little raccoon is not fooled, this mysterious voice is rarely seen.

The altar was covered with wind.

The wind blade slashed towards the little raccoon's body like a sharp knife.

Jia Xitong's expensive and extremely hard fur was cut in two when the wind blade passed by, which shocked her immediately.

There are more and more wind blades.

And it is impossible to see where it appeared from, and what method and angle it attacked.

The little raccoon could only dodge by feeling, even so, the wind blade still cut through her skin, and the blood seeped from the wound and slowly flowed to the ground.

The blood dries up quickly as it drips onto the altar.

It should be said to be absorbed immediately.

The altar seemed to have some kind of power, which made her wound grow bigger and bigger, and a large amount of blood began to flow towards the ground.Jia Xitong wanted to break free, but she let out her little wings and flapped them quickly, but it was useless.

It was as if something was stuck to her legs.

Her blood was running down, and something seemed to be going up.

"The will of our flood dragon."

"The honor of our flood dragon."

"Our flood dragon is bound to replace the real dragon."

"You abandon all emotions, all emotions, all desires, and you must completely obey the will of our dragon!"

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In the original world

As soon as Shang Yanting fell asleep, he was awakened by the repeated voice in his head.

His eyes snapped open, and in the dark night, his pupils glowed with the light of a beast.

This voice sounded every night after he completely accommodated the keel, and it sounded from time to time.

The Jiaolong clan gave away the most precious wealth of the clan, and the return they wanted was far more than what he said at the beginning.The dead soul, who is already dead, wants to tame him into the most obedient slave, asking him to serve the Jiaolong clan all his life.

What a ridiculous deal.

This reminded Shang Yanting of the original book that the Shang Mou family was slaughtered by him.

No one can control themselves!
In the dark night, he opened his eyes and struggled with the remaining will in his mind...

the other side

Jia Xitong felt that the remnants of the ruins harbored malicious intentions.

In a vain attempt to break free from the shackles of this inexplicable force, she took out the Heavenly Bracelet from her pocket and slammed it towards the altar.However, this attack had no effect. On the contrary, the surrounding wind blades continued to draw wounds on her body, and the small raccoon lost more and more blood at this time.

Jia Xitong tried in vain to find Eleventh Brother from the barrier of the altar, and asked him to find a helper quickly.

Old Eleven stood at the entrance of the altar to protect the Dharma.

It really convinced him.

At this time, the surrounding spiritual power also began to change. The enchantment surrounded by white light turned blood red, and the invisible wind blade also began to appear red outline.

The surrounding spiritual power changed from pure white to blood red, with a sense of murder and violence.

"Stupid and cowardly creature, let me replace you and represent the will of Jiaolong!"

The remnant soul hidden in the altar appeared in reality, and the huge dragon head was half normal and half skeleton.Just staring at her is suffocating.

This is... magic energy!
Brother Eleven outside finally sensed something was wrong and his face changed, and he rushed towards the altar.

Then he was burned by the surrounding demon energy and fell directly under the altar.

Shang Yanting, who was far away on Xianlong Peak, hung the sound transmission talisman hanging on his waist suddenly, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and there was a voice from Brother Eleven asking for help, "Junior Brother Wan Snake Cave, come and save Xi Tong! "

Shang Yanting, who was still talking and laughing with the monk who wanted to follow him, suddenly changed his face.

"This seat has important matters, and the hospitality is not good enough for everyone."

After saying that, he got up and left, taking the Suzuki Flying Owl away.

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In the altar
The ignorant little raccoon didn't know that it was magic energy, and only felt that his body was gradually becoming uncontrollable.

The magic power is eroding her body, and the blood is still flowing.

The continuous loss of status made her situation very bad.The little raccoon, who thought there was no danger, realized that he might have played it off.

Sure enough, the hero's opportunity is the hero's, and there is no way to change someone.

She quickly took out the sound transmission talisman and other various talismans to save herself, but just as the sound transmission talisman was taken out, it was twisted into pieces by the surrounding magic power.If she didn't collect it quickly, the Misu talisman would have to be folded here.

A burst of dazzling red light appeared, and the phantom of a huge dragon head appeared on the altar.

It looked indifferently at the little raccoon on the ground like a sculpture directly in front of it.

The coercion from ancient times made Jia Xitong stick tightly to the ground.The next moment is to kill the soul of this body and replace it with itself.

The incomplete soul body started its second plan.

However, just as the remnant soul rushed towards the little raccoon in the black mist, the dark red magic power collided with the pure white point.

It was the little raccoon who took out her most powerful magic weapon-the Wuxiang brush.

The giant dragon's head was instantly resisted by the spiritual power emanating from the pen tip.

When the dark red magic power touched the tip of the pen, the magic power closest to the tip of the pen was being purified.

Jia Xitong seized the opportunity to turn the pen tip, and the Four Elephant Taixu Talisman took shape quickly under her pen, and attacked towards Ying.The talisman drawn with the phaseless pen has no change compared to the golden holy pen, and there seems to be something more.

The power of the talisman spread like a bomb.

In an instant, the entire altar began to shake.

The barrier surrounding her was inflated and burst like a balloon.After a roar, the phantom of the flood dragon shattered along with the shattering of the barrier.

Out!
The little raccoon froze for a moment.

At that time, she always thought that she couldn't fight against this altar with her own ability, but she just planned to last for as long as possible.

No matter, run first and then talk.

The little raccoon dragged his injured body and lay on the altar, but he saw Eleventh brother who had fainted beside the altar.

Brother, what's the matter?
Jia Xitong was taken aback for a moment, but Jitian who had just been shattered behind him seemed to be recovering slowly.

"return!"

"That creature with dragon blood!"

"I can give you the purest dragon blood, it only requires you to pay a little price..."

That bewitching voice appeared again!
Jia Xitong quickly covered her ears, but the voice seemed to exist in her head.

In order to prevent being bewitched again, she took out her puppet figure, manipulated the puppet figure to carry her little raccoon's body in front of her, and dragged Eleventh Senior Brother's upper body to slowly move towards the exit.

Brother Eleven is a wise man.

When he came, he carved a continuous line with a golden wheel on the wall he passed by.Without any reference, Jia Xitong groped his way out of the complex cave by relying on these lines.

(End of this chapter)