I am no stranger to the art of Middle-class. I have used the power of my master many times, but every time I communicated with my master's power, the kind of affection in my heart is always the same. However, this time, I became more nervous. I was afraid that what I communicated in this special space would be with the pure power of the fragment of will, rather than the master who "lively" can communicate simply and even pass on the Dharma.

On that side, the power of the Ghost Head King has also increased to the extreme. We watched helplessly as the "green poison" that was originally scattered throughout the Ghost Head King's body was compressed to the extreme, staying in one of the Ghost Head King's palms.

It seems that it is preparing to break the palm of the hand and achieve the effect of completely exorcising poison.

Seeing all this, Brother Chengxin said to me with a stiff smile: "Chengyi, tell me honestly, do you have a trump card? What is the trump card?"

"What does it mean?" I wondered why Brother Chengxin suddenly asked this.

"I mean if there is no, or if the trump card is not good, we will be ready to run away." When Brother Chengxin said this, he stared at the Ghost Head King. At this time, the Ghost Head King was roaring, and the palm slowly began to break. After all, it is an existence composed of soul power. If you break a hand, you can use your strength to condense another one. At most, you will lose some power. In other words, as long as the power is enough, Weng Li can make it into any form, even Saint Seiya.

So, looking at all this, Brother Chengxin's smile became even stiffer.

"What a joke, I remember correctly. I jumped off a building at an altitude of more than 1,000 meters?" In fact, in this case, I clearly knew that Brother Chengxin was nervous, but this is the personality of our lineage. The more nervous you are, the more nonsense you are.

Sure enough, my unreliable answer was 'irritating' Brother Chengxin. He gritted his teeth and said to me: "That big guy is coming. Do you say it or not? What trump card do you have?"

Just then, the master's power surged into my body with extraordinary surging force. At that moment, I clearly felt a surprising message: "Hey, why is the soul in this body incomplete?"

Then, I felt the power again: "Um."

"Chen Chengyi, are you talking? If not, we will fight. In short, it's best to let Ruxue enter. If Ruwu can't, there will be no regrets if he fights." Brother Chengxin thought that I suddenly became serious and then remained silent, but he was actually not sure, so he was anxious.

At this time, the power of the master was inexplicably silent, but my heart was relaxed. I could almost certainly have an answer, that is, from the last time Lu Fanming's underground secret room, the Zhongmao technique did not know what kind of changes had occurred. The masters invited were all "living"! Once, twice, I might think it was a coincidence, but this was the third time, can't it be proved?

I wanted to give Brother Chengxin a smile, but he had no choice but to grin on his tiger face. Brother Chengxin didn't care about elegance there and jumped and scolded: "I'll ask you a few words, do you still want to bite me? Chen Chengyi, you TM."

But at this moment I also conveyed a thought to Brother Chengxin: "Yes, why don't you have a trump card, a big trump card."

Brother Chengxin was stunned for a moment and murmured: "You said there is one? Big one?" He almost subconsciously asked three questions in a row.

I deliberately answered in a weak tone: "What else can it be, our master?"

"Ah?" Brother Chengxin was so shocked that he took several steps back. After all, every time I used the Middle-April technique to fight, Brother Chengxin was not present in person. He could understand that I could borrow a power from Master, but he didn't expect that I would directly answer that his reliance on Master is Master.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's just a little bit of power, and you can't use much," after being shocked, Brother Chengxin's first reaction was that he didn't believe it. I don't know why at this time, the power of the master was silent for so long, and the ghost-headed king over there was about to complete the cut-off of his arm.

"Is Chengxin? Li Ren'er's disciple? Huh, my poisonous soul pill breath?" My voice came, interrupting Brother Chengxin's words. He was stunned for the second time, turning his head with difficulty in believing, looking at my body.

Li Ren'er? I definitely don't dare to call Master Uncle like that. With the kind name like "er", it is a unique name for Master and his master to them after they have been following Master and Master.

If you can call me that, and say my poisonous soul pill, it can only mean one thing, that is, the master is "in person"!

At this moment, my body was moving my body a little unaccustomed to it, and then shook my head dissatisfiedly: "The soul power is not enough to support it, but it can accommodate more."

Brother Chengxin looked at my body in amazement, and then said in disbelief: "Chengyi, stop playing. Impossible, this is impossible, how could the art of Zhongmao be so possible?"

It is difficult for me to explain to Brother Chengxin that I did not play with him, because I don’t know how the willpower of the master changed into such a thing, but at that moment, a few clear "explosion" sounds exploded in this valley.

It turned out that the ghost head king had successfully broken his hand, and the broken hand turned into a ghost head again. The clear burst sounds were the sounds made by the explosion of those ghost heads.

This voice certainly attracted our attention, including the 'Master'. He glanced at the Ghost Head King and said, "It's interesting, but" the Master pondered for a moment, glanced at the misty path in the distance, and said, "It's coming soon, my time is calm."

Something is coming soon. Brother Chengxin and I don’t understand what Master Zu meant at all, but Master Zu was not interested in explaining to us at all. He just looked at the souls of the monsters guarding the snowy place and said thoughtfully: “Here, I can’t use the treasure here. It’s not your fault, so let’s open the tomb.”

What does this sentence mean? The ghost head king over there has completely gotten rid of the poisonous soul, and his new palm is rapidly condensing. At the same time, it took steps and finally moved forward to our side.

The situation was really critical, but the master still looked calm and composed. He shouted to Ruxue not far away: "Wait a minute, you come and hold it down, I'll do the tomb opening."

Ruxue looked a little surprised, but she trusted "me" unconditionally, so she nodded.

The Ghost Head King's pace was very slow at the beginning. After all, he had just gotten rid of the poisonous soul and was reborn after cutting off his wrist. His body had not been fully adjusted. However, after a few seconds, his speed increased rapidly. The distance of these hundreds of meters would probably rush over in less than a few seconds.

However, during the sprint of the Ghost Head King, the master only said to the other side: "There is no one in my lineage, I will suppress my disciples, beg for treasures, and use any means to teach you a lesson. Come on, come on, come on."

Just as the Ghost Head King was about to approach us, a large cloud suddenly rushed out of the end of the path over there, and dived towards the Ghost Head King with an incredible speed!

This is!

Before I could react, I heard Ruxue let out a few quick and clear roars. With the strange buzzing sound of the insect king, the dark clouds almost swept across. I finally saw clearly that it was the insects that arrived!

It was the bug summoned by Ruxue, the bugs that were intended to force the tomb to be opened. At this moment, they were all entangled with the Ghost Head King!

In an instant, the majestic ghost-headed king, whose huge body was covered with insects, became an "insect man". It made a deafening howl of fear, accompanied by a "swish swish swish swish" gnawing sound that made people sore.

These insects are really against the will of heaven and are actually gnawing on the spirits.

However, this is not the most shocking thing. What is most shocking is that the current "I" actually began to pinch the complex hand techniques I had never seen before. The speed was incredibly fast, and I suspected that it was almost the limit that my body could bear.

With the pinching of the hand gesture, the eternal sunset in this valley began to ripple with layers of ripples.
Chapter completed!