I have a melting furnace

Chapter 118
Amidst the cloudy air, the bright and sunny day seemed to turn gloomy as the hands stretched out.

When touching the talisman paper, the female ghost screamed, regardless of the pain, her hair flew wildly, she broke through the blockade of the talisman paper, and grabbed it forward.

"Little friend Fang Li!"

Seeing the ghost claw stretched out, the original text also panicked, shouted at Fang Li, took advantage of the situation and stretched out his palm to push forward without any hesitation, with a trace of blood mixed with the energy package.

Seeing the ghost claw in the original text, Fang Li's eyes narrowed, and he condensed a golden saber. He swung the knife and slashed at the ghost claw, like smoke and illusion, passing by in a flash, like air, even after several times of cutting .

He froze for a moment, a little surprised.

"Little friend Fang Li, use your energy and blood." Jianshi shouted in the original text.

Fang Li stood on the spot and fell silent.

"Little friend Fang Li, hurry up!"

Hearing the urging again in the original text, the ghost seemed to be desperate.

While the palm dissipated, it kept changing and solidifying, and it didn't care about the pain at all. The whole body became a little transparent from the solidification at the beginning, and it was aimed at his head, as if it really wanted to tear him alive.

Fang Li suppressed the curiosity in his heart, looked at the ghost, and took it seriously, after all, it was the first time he dealt with this thing.

Concentrated luck, qi and blood flow on the saber, shining under the sunlight, the golden light is bright.

Fang Li focused his eyes, turned his right hand, and slashed at the ghost claw again, as if he felt the sharp gaze cast by the ghost. Those deep eyes seemed to be hidden in an unknown dimension of time and space, dark and psychedelic, with a faint glow Mo Guang seemed to see countless ghosts ups and downs inside, worshiping around a noble throne, and the soul would get lost after watching it for a long time.

Fang Li didn't care about it at all, without the slightest hesitation, he slashed his hand. Seeing the ghost's scream, the hands entangled in the original text were cut off instantly, and the part of the palm dissipated into smoke and drifted away with the wind. .

"Ah! Boy, do you want to meddle in your own business? Then go to hell with him!"

The ghost screamed, although she was slightly injured, she ignored it completely, which aroused her ferociousness even more, and she looked like she was going to die.

With a toss of her hair, the frenzied hair stood up instantly, becoming extremely sharp, and pierced into the roof in an instant. The iron roof was as fragile as tofu.

That wild hair was like a sharp needle, like a grain of wheat, and the black light overflowed its surface, making it look threatening.

Swish swish!
The fierce ghost's eyes flashed fiercely, and countless hairs flew towards Fang Li and them like a rain of swords, like a sky net, covering Fang Li and them, sparse and tight, with nowhere to escape.

"what!"

In the original text, he also worked hard, and instantly propped up the air mask, only protecting him, the blood in his body circulated, and soon formed a blood-red protective shield, and the sharp hair could not pass through it.

The ghost claw kept hitting the gas mask in the original text, becoming more and more fierce, regardless of the increasingly illusory body, it was really fighting.

Fang Li was forced back again and again by the strands of hair, and he didn't really make a move.

"Hold on first, that ghost is already a crossbow with a strong bow, Fang Li, please hold on for a while longer." The original text glanced over and said calmly.

Fang Li was deadlocked.

The ghost also knew that he couldn't attack by force, and he was the one who suffered in the end, so he completely gave up on Fang Li, let out a sharp roar, and attacked the original text with all his strength, the pair of ghost claws also clamped the original text's body shield.

The pressure in the original text increased instantly, and Fang Li saw that the air mask had a deeper layer of blood, and the ghost became more and more uglier, his eyes became pitch black, and his complexion changed from the original fairness to a layer of black. His face was filled with cloudy energy, as if he was about to rot and disappear.

Boo!
The ghost screamed again, and the gloomy pupils turned darker, the dark air became deeper, the hair actually passed through the air mask in the original text, and slowly pierced his eyes, his blood burst out again, The speed at which the hair was advancing was slowed down, but it was still moving forward slowly.

Seeing that it was about to pierce Yuan Wen's eyes, Yuan Wen shouted in horror, "Little friend Fang Li, come and help!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Li took advantage of the situation and brushed it towards the hair. It turned out to be as strong as steel, and sparks sparked with the saber. It was very dazzling and dazzling in the sun.

Fang Li was stunned for a moment, but he also came back to his senses in an instant. He put away his saber, blood seeped out from his palm, and took advantage of the opportunity to hold back the attack of his hair.

After recovering from the original text, stern eyes appeared in his eyes, his face became ferocious, and he said to the female ghost: "Since you want to disappear, then I will help you."

"Blood Spirit Arrow."

In the original text, he raised his head to the sky and let out a loud roar, the energy and blood in his whole body rushed out, and the blood mist filled the sky in an instant, his whole body seemed to be emptied, and his face was pale.

As he swiped his hands in the air, as if depicting some kind of talisman, the whole space became agitated, and the blood in the sky instantly condensed, forming a bloody long arrow.

Under the blessing of strength, he soared around him, piercing the pair of ghost claws in an instant, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and with a bang, the blood-colored long arrow flew towards the ghost.

As the long arrow flew away, the original text also fell limp on the ground. The long arrow pierced through the ghost in an instant. The hole could no longer be recovered, the real smoke disappeared, the bloody long arrow was then divided into countless small arrows, ten thousand arrows flew together, ten thousand swords pierced the heart, it seemed that the ghost was really about to dissipate.

"Ah! I'm not willing! In the original text, you bastard."

That ghost raised its head to the sky and screamed, its hair was flying wildly, its resentment was overwhelming, and the dark clouds covered the top. Suddenly, the slack eyes flashed, and the indifference revealed by its expression was like a god looking down on all living beings. She said: "Who would dare?" The spirit body that blocks me fulfills my wish? The Yin God is in the world." With a wave of his hands, the dissipated Yin Qi enveloped Fang Li and the others.

Fang Li only felt dizzy in his head, as if his soul had left his body, and his whole body became floaty. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was flying high in the sky, unable to move. While Fang Li was struggling, he suddenly heard a voice, and then he fell silent.

"Miss, look quickly, there is someone over there." A very spiritual woman called out.

The two of them approached quickly, and saw a handsome young man lying on the road. The woman turned him over, and saw his eyes were dull, his lips were chapped, and his face was pale.

"Huh? Isn't that in the original text?" Fang Li muttered to himself, a little surprised.

"Hey, Miss, he's still angry." The woman put her hand on his nose and probed.

"Wake up, wake up." The young lady shook her head slightly, her red lips parted slightly, she couldn't wake up, she seemed a little worried.

The lady's voice is soft and sweet, like a slowly flowing stream, giving people a light, comfortable, and gentle feeling. She is also naturally beautiful, with crescent eyebrows, thick skin, blue hair hanging down her waist, and a touch of shyness on her flushed cheeks. , giving people the feeling of the affinity of a lady, and a desire to protect her.

"Miss, he may have passed out, why don't I call someone to carry him back!" The woman asked lightly, frowning.

"All right!"

Soon a few people came and carried the original text away. Fang Li couldn't move his hands and feet, but his consciousness could control his body's progress, floating above their heads, but everyone couldn't find it.

Soon came to the original home.

But it says "ancient" on it.

Fang Li was full of doubts, and with doubts, Fang Li followed them into the "Ancient House".

(End of this chapter)