Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

"He's doing a yin method, using his own blood as a bait to sacrifice the blood to the ghosts. According to shamanism, it's called the upper body of the gods and ghosts." Wang Laodao said.

"Ah, that's what we people from the Northeast call the God of Jumping? The Changbai Mountains are mostly filled with lonely souls and wild ghosts. What kind of fun can he attract?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Our Changbai Mountain is a spiritual mountain. Most of the five immortals cultivate in the mountain. No matter what ghosts he catches, it must be a serious injury to his vitality. He did his best." Nalanhong said.

Tong Jiefang's head drooped, and his whole body was listless. Because he had lost too much blood, his body was limp and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and trembling all over. At first glance, he thought it was really a convulsion. .

"It's over, it doesn't look like it attracted any fun response, does this mean being backlashed?" We actually sat and watched the excitement, it was the first time we saw this evil method, and for a while, we forgot to preemptively strike.

"Hey, what are you all standing around looking at? Time, time! It's 5 o'clock, and it will be dawn in a while, and we haven't seen the real treasure yet! What are you talking about with him? Kill him Forget it!" But the mouse has the most serious business and hastened to remind us.

Nalanhong stared at the fox, and rushed up with a golden silk coiled dragon stick, he didn't bother to use these modern firearms, facing this shaman, he wanted to tell him that he, the heir of Yehenara, was Wen Tao Wu Lue beats all the heroes, his own ability is unparalleled in the world, even if he invites the help of earth immortals, it can't change this fact.

The golden silk coiled dragon stick was extremely heavy, and with Nalan Hong's internal strength, if he smashed it with all his strength, his brain would burst and his blood would splash on the spot.Nalanhong didn't give in to him at all, the gold coiled dragon stick was buzzing and reached Tong Jiefang's head in the blink of an eye.

Just when the two girls were covering their eyes and couldn't bear to watch the bloody scene, Tong Jiefang suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground. Take Nalanhong's Panlong stick.

The golden silk coiled dragon stick hit the ground, and the trembling Daqing dragon veins shook slightly again, and he smashed a big hole in the whole ground. Even the mouse and I praised Nalan Hong for being so ferocious and powerful.But in other words, Tong Jiefang was able to escape with such great power and speed, which shows that he has not completely lost his mind.

At this time, Tong Jiefang's white eyes were full of eyes, and those eyes stared at Nalan Hong on one side with a strange and fierce light. The other end of the Panlong stick.However, Nalan Hong didn't take him seriously. When it came to strength, he believed that he would not lose to anyone. He tried to use this strength to lift Tong Jiefang and throw him away, but he never thought that he would use his strength. Tong Jiefang also pressed down hard, and the two fought fiercely for a while, and it was hard to tell the winner.

"No, this little ghost brought by Tong Jia is not an ordinary evil. Nalan Hong underestimated his opponent too much, Miss Haiyue, don't hesitate to help him quickly!" Wang Laodao saw the way, but he didn't make a move.

After Nan Haiyue followed Nalan Hong, her temperament also restrained. Men have dignity, especially a self-righteous handsome guy like Na Lanhong is unwilling to let women intervene to help, so whenever there is danger, he will fight alone and never let it go. Haiyue helps.