Boom...
The women around Zhu Mo fled in all directions.
Countless people have been smashed into pieces by Han Ningchu's fists and disappeared into the illusion space.
Zhu Mo pulled a stone from the white ground, and with sweat all over his forehead, he quickly sat behind the stone.
Wiping the beads of sweat off his face, he looked at his watch and said, "It looks like there's no hope... This woman is scarier than that old Taoist priest."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw Han Ningchu's face.
Although she was beautiful, he had no time to appreciate her stunning face.
Because her cold, emotionless eyes were staring straight at him, as if she wanted to skin him alive.
This was the first time that this creation of his illusion was frightened by someone.
"Um... congratulations on clearing the level. I shouldn't have let you out... but I've had enough."
After saying this, Zhu Mo in the illusion turned into a pile of transparent fragments and dissipated into space.
The scene in front of Han Ningchu slowly returned to normal.
As soon as I regained consciousness, I felt a burning sensation on my body.
She slowly opened her eyes and found a purgatory-like scene before her.
Countless ghosts with green faces and fangs were fighting with several angels with a pair of pure white wings.
There were so many ghosts that one of the besieged angels was covered with ghosts.
They opened their bloody mouths and used teeth sharper than steel to tear off the armor on the angel's body and gnawed at his flesh frantically.
At this time, her helmet had been taken off and placed beside her.
Han Ningchu held the ground with his hands and searched around for Zhu Mo.
There was a sound of fighting coming from the front.
During the time when Han Ningchu was trapped in the illusion, Zhu Mo and Qi Wei fought for a long time, and now most of their physical and mental strength have been used up.
It was not easy to capture the head that could use illusion.
But even if this kind of thing is destroyed, it will regenerate.
Therefore, Xiao Zhao played a crucial role again at this moment.
If he can't be destroyed, then seal him.
Xiao Zhao lay prone on the ground, took out a piece of yellow paper, bit his finger and drew a spell on it, muttering: "Hurry up and obey the order..."
Qi Wei certainly would not watch his soul being sealed by Xiao Zhao, and immediately urged the other heads to fly over.
Zhu Mo hurriedly fended off the attack from several flying heads.
If we fail to get rid of a head, the next battle will only become more and more difficult.
You know, Big Brother Zhu Qing hasn't appeared yet.
I also need to save some physical and mental strength to deal with Zhu Qing, and of course I still have a few cards left.
It’s just that it can’t be revealed so quickly.
The two heads that spit fire and wind flew towards Zhu Mo again.
A ball of burning flame was spewed out, and then the head that was spewing wind puffed up its cheeks and blew out, and the flames, combined with the strong wind, attacked Zhu Mo like an overwhelming force.
Thick black fog formed a barrier on all sides in front of Zhu Mo and Xiao Zhao. The flames that hit the barrier were dispersed, and waves of heat spread in all directions.
This area had already turned into a sea of fire, and the entire mountain was covered with a thin layer of blood mist.
Xiao Zhao's fourth senior brother's eyes narrowed, and suddenly a dazzling lightning flashed in his eyes.
It rushed towards the barrier at a high speed, and the sound of it cutting through the air was sharp and piercing, like the friction sound of a knife cutting through cloth.
Xiao Zhao then finished drawing the talisman, and with trembling hands he quickly held the talisman towards the head in Zhu Mo's hand.
As soon as it touched it, the head let out an extremely shrill scream.
The cry was like the painful roar of a wild beast being torn apart, which was horrifying.
Xiao Zhao was so shocked that his fingers were shaking slightly.
"Senior, please bear with it..." Although he said that, Xiao Zhao's hands holding the talisman were still shaking.
At this time, Xiao Zhao's fourth senior brother had already crashed into the barrier formed by the black fog, and his entire head burst out with lightning that was even more powerful than Xiao Zhao's Five Thunder Palm.
A crack soon appeared on the barrier, and it was only a matter of time before he broke through it.
It was the first time that Zhu Mo encountered a move that could create cracks in the Demon God's Shield.
One can imagine how powerful Xiao Zhao's fourth senior brother was when he was alive, so much so that he was scared to the point that he almost peed himself on the ground.
Seeing that the barrier was about to be broken, Xiao Zhao was still tiptoeing, and Zhu Mo directly snatched the talisman from his hand.
He held the head in one hand and pressed it down hard with the talisman in the other.
The screams of the head were even more miserable, and the cries of pain were deafening.
But Zhu Mo was ruthless and wanted to stuff the talisman in his hand directly into his head.
The blood-red words on the talisman flashed red light, which was shocking.
Blood and gas continued to float from the head, and the howling became quieter and quieter.
Squeak...Boom!
The black barrier was finally broken, and Zhu Mo hurriedly dragged Xiao Zhao away.
Qi Wei looked carefully and found a stone ball rolling towards him rapidly. It was not until it stopped at his feet that he realized that Zhu Mo had succeeded.
Zhu Mo's eyes were provocative, and the upturned corners of his mouth made Qi Wei tremble with anger.
He raised his foot and crushed the stone ball at his feet. His face was ferocious: "Haha...you only have this one chance."
Just as he finished speaking, a black shadow flew over from a distance. The head that was about to spit fire in the air had a fist stuffed into its mouth, and it immediately stopped spitting fire.
Just as the wind-breathing head next to him was about to escape, it was grabbed by a hand and could not move.
"Xiao Zhao, continue drawing the talisman."
Han Ningchu's cold voice came.
She held a head in each hand and looked at Qi Wei with a provocative look on her face.
"Okay!" Hope flashed in Xiao Zhao's eyes.
Han Ningchu's awakening was as inspiring as the appearance of Superman.
The chances of winning against Qi Wei are also several times higher.
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