Fulu Rubik's Cube

"Yawn~, who is calling An An's name?"

When an abrupt voice sounded in the ancestral hall, the battle in the ancestral hall changed instantly.

First of all, the hair that was about to spread to the feet of the three of Changning quickly retracted towards the door like a frightened animal.

The three long arms that broke through the ceiling and were about to fall on the heads of the three of Changning also froze in mid-air the moment the sound came out.

Following the voice, Chang Ning turned his head to look at the place where the spiritual position was, and saw a circle of faint black light blooming from the spiritual position that Lanhe mentioned before.

After a moment, a black flame first appeared in the middle of the spiritual position that seemed to him to be completely blank and burned outward quickly.

It is as if a piece of paper is lit from the middle, and the flame starts to burn from the inside out.

In the blink of an eye, the seven-inch-high spiritual throne turned into a torch burning with blazing black fireworks.

At this time, Lanhe was still kneeling on the futon and praying, and Yaoyang was still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

After the spiritual position was completely covered by black flames, a circular flame spot appeared in the middle of the spiritual position.

"Sorry~"

With a slight neigh coming from the spiritual seat, the flames in the middle of the spiritual seat danced and flew, and a skeleton horse head burning with black flames protruded from the circular spot.

Although the head of the skeleton horse is only three inches in size, its gleaming green eyes, black flame-steaming skeleton, and the unique death breath of ghostly creatures have brought Chang Ning and the others to their hearts just by poking their heads out. under enormous pressure.

'Da da~~da da~~'

The skeleton horse stepped on the void, stepping out from the circular flame marks bit by bit.

After its body completely walked out from the ring-shaped flame spot, its body had already become as tall as an ordinary horse.

It only took a few short breaths from the unknown voice sounding from the ancestral hall to the skeleton horse fully appearing.

At this time, Lanhe was still kneeling on the futon and bowing his head to pray, and Yaoyang, who had collapsed, gradually recovered his sanity after the threat was temporarily lifted.

He was lying on his back on the ground, looking dully at the Nether Skeleton Horse with four hooves in the air above the Spirit Tablet, with black flames flashing all over its body, and the huge and bloated black-armored knight on the horse.

The knight riding on the skeleton horse was covered with a set of black crystal armor from head to toe, and black and red flames were scattered behind him like a cloak.

It's just that this set of armor, which would show might and arrogance to anyone wearing it, reveals a bloated and lazy aura on this knight.

"Who is calling An'an's name, I can't sleep because of the noise?"

The same muffled voice as before came from the mouth of the bloated knight on the skeleton horse.

This voice is not loud, but it has a unique power to shake the soul, as if it is asking for heaven and earth, and no creature in the world can resist it.

Chang Ning and Yao Yang looked at Lan He instinctively, pointed at him, and said at the same time:

"It's Junior Sister Lanhe!"

"It's Senior Sister Lanhe!"

Not only the two of them, but even the three pale arms on top of their heads pointed at Lanhe, and strange voices rushed out from the three palms.

"is her!"

"is her!"

"is her."

Even the strands of hair all over the ground that had retreated outside the ancestral hall stood up, with the ends of the strands pointing towards Lanhe.

It seems that all creatures who hear the words of the ghost knight will irresistibly respond to their words.

However, Lan He, who was supposed to respond to the knight's inquiry while kneeling on the futon, did not reply, but just pressed his palms to the ground and prayed loudly.

"You An Zun God, believer Lanhe prays for protection!"

"You An Zun God, believer Lanhe prays for protection!"

Following the guidance of everyone, the knight riding on the skeleton horse turned his head to look at Lanhe who was kneeling on the ground, and asked:
"Ha~, are you calling An An?"

Lanhe didn't respond to the knight's inquiry, but just prayed over and over again.

"You An Zun God, believer Lanhe prays for protection!"

"Bless God, Believers"

The knight couldn't help being a little bit blind. In his memory, when he asked, he had never been refused an answer.

He stretched out his right hand to scratch his head, but suddenly grabbed the helmet.

Taking off the helmet casually, the knight let out a long breath.

"Ouch~, I'm suffocating!"

Without the obstruction of the helmet, the knight's face appeared in the eyes of Changning and Yaoyang.

A white, fat, round face like a full moon, a pair of squinted eyes with barely visible pupils, a garlic-like nose, and a wide mouth that almost connects to the base of the ears.

Naturally, this kind of appearance could not be related to being handsome, but it gave people a kind of kind feeling.

In addition, this knight is obviously also a ghostly creature, but there is no trace of yin entanglement in his body, and his vitality is no different from that of ordinary people.

'What a fat fat man! '

Changning and Yaoyang had the same idea in their hearts.

After the fat white knight took off his helmet, he turned his head sneakily to look around, patted his chest with his left hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself:
"It's a good thing the blind man isn't here, otherwise he would be scolded again for taking off his helmet."

Turning his gaze, seeing Chang Ning and Yao Yang below looking up in a daze, the fat knight felt a little embarrassed, turned his face hard, and pretended to be majestic and said:

"Who the hell is there"

After speaking halfway, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him was very familiar, he couldn't help scratching his head, and asked strangely:
"Hey~~, why are you in An'an's house?"

Before the word 'ri' was spoken, the fat white knight had already seen the messy scene in the ancestral hall.

Following the traces of damaged bricks and wood around him, his eyes looked out bit by bit until he saw the several-foot-sized female head floating away from the gate of the ancestral hall.

The squinting eyes of the white and fat knight widened instantly, revealing the eyes as clear as snow-capped ice springs. He stretched out his left hand and pointed out the door. Goldman shouted:

"Wu Na's brain, don't go!"

Follow the law!
After the fat white knight gave an order, the head that was several feet tall and had countless strands of hair floating like jellyfish outside the door suddenly trembled.

The countless strands of hair that hang down neatly are suddenly twisted and intertwined with each other, forming thousands of braids of different thicknesses and lengths that are stretched and stretched.

Immediately afterwards, these braids interacted with each other, and like countless legs and feet, they quickly flew into the distance with a huge head.

But when these braids flexed and stretched to move far away, many braids entangled with each other, just like a drunkard who tripped over his own legs and dropped his huge head to the ground.

"Boom~~"

The huge head fell to the ground, and the many tangled braids instantly bloomed and recovered into countless slender hair strands.

Just as the thousands of braids bloomed, the power hidden in different directions and different strengths in the braids also exploded, engulfing the huge head and rolling towards the ancestral hall.

The huge head sensed that something was wrong, and quickly controlled the hair to take him away, but he didn't know that it would be better if he didn't use force. With this force, countless hairs rolled towards the gate of the ancestral hall more and more quickly under the entanglement of various forces.

In Yaoyang's eyes, the head that is several feet outside the door is like a ball wrapped in countless silk threads, bouncing and rolling back.

The huge head was originally not far from the gate of the ancestral hall, but when it rolled back, it rolled to the gate of the ancestral hall in the blink of an eye.

But the size of this head is five feet, which is more than half the height of the entire ancestral hall.

Seeing the head making a 'rumbling' sound, like a huge rolling stone rolling towards the ancestral hall, the white fat knight let out an 'ouch' and shouted:

"Bad thing, the brain is going to crush An'an's house, it needs to be smaller!"

Despite the urgency of the situation, Chang Ning couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard the white fat knight calling out.

But the scene in front of him in the next second completely overturned his cognition.

The lingering sound of the white fat knight's words was still echoing in the ancestral hall, and the loose hair of the huge head that was rolling towards the entrance of the ancestral hall suddenly scattered, wrapping the head like a fishing net and tightening its roots.

Chang Ning clearly saw the constriction marks on the face of the head, and in just a short moment, countless cracks like knife marks burst out on the face of the huge head.

A trace of cold breath sprayed out from the countless cracks, causing the head to be shrouded in gray-white mist.

The face of the huge head showed an expression of extreme pain, and it was about to howl when it opened its mouth.

Seeing this, the fat knight hurriedly shouted:
"Don't call!"

As soon as the sound came out, a strand of hair hung down from the top of his head and fell into his mouth by chance, suppressing his howling all at once.

Under the tightening of countless strands of hair, dozens of different faces appeared on top of the huge head, all showing howling faces.

As the countless strands of hair continued to be tightened, the huge head felt extreme pain, and the terrified expressions on the faces disappeared one by one, and the huge head shrank little by little.

Because only in this way can the pain like Ling Chi caused by countless hairs and noodles be reduced.

"Boom! Boom! Boom~~"

A head the size of a bucket bounced in from the shattered gate of the ancestral hall amidst the forces of countless strands of hair intertwining each other, and every time it bounced, the head shrunk a circle.

When the head bounced to the middle of the ancestral hall, its size was only the size of a pomegranate.

When the huge head condensed into braids and fled outwards, Chang Ning didn't notice anything unusual at first.

But after the fat knight opened his mouth a few times, the huge head produced many seemingly coincidental changes, combined with the situation where he involuntarily pointed at Lanhe just now.

Chang Ning suddenly understood that the series of coincidental changes in the huge head were all influenced by the words of the white and fat Nether Knight, and his heart couldn't help beating violently.

'What kind of power is this? Just speaking can cause interference and influence on the outside world! '

'Is it the constitution of the heavens in the mouth or the law in the words, or some kind of causal rhythm? '

Chang Ning's cultivation is only in the innate realm, and the power controlled by the white fat Nether Knight is far beyond his comprehension, so he can only guess based on some rumors in the practice world.

"Hey~~, it's fun!"

Just as Chang Ning was thinking about it, the fat white knight's slightly surprised cry came to his ears again.

Following the sound, the pomegranate-sized head on the ground bounced up and down five feet, and fell into the fat white knight's open left hand with perfect accuracy.

Limited by his vision, Chang Ning didn't know that this kind of change that can make the target move as he wants without words is far beyond the scope of words.

At this time, the shrunken head faintly sensed that something was wrong, and when his thoughts moved, he immediately relaxed his control over the hundreds of trapped souls, hoping to escape with the help of these hundreds of souls.

Hundreds of soul bodies were imprisoned by this head for a very long time, and now they found that they were no longer trapped, and immediately fled in all directions, rushing and struggling in the head.

But the white fat knight's palm is like a cage, no matter how the hundreds of soul bodies collide, they are always imprisoned in the head and cannot leave.

The fat white knight raised his left hand and brought the pomegranate-sized head in front of his eyes.

Looking at the many distorted and howling faces on the face of the head in his palm, the fat knight's eyes flickered twice, shook his head and said:
"So ugly!"

In his eyes, scenes of hundreds of souls persecuting and devouring countless living beings appeared in turn like a revolving lantern.

The 'so ugly' he said was not just because of the appearance of hundreds of hideous faces, but what he meant was the scene of hundreds of souls and bodies.

The white and fat knight said, took a slight breath, then moved the head to his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, and blew violently at the head's mouth.

"Hu~~"

A narrow and blazing black-red flame spewed out from the mouth of the fat knight, directly penetrating through the five orifices of the skull and face.

This black and red flame is the 'Fire of Purgatory', and its lethality to ghost creatures is still higher than that of 'Golden Sun Flame' and 'Pure Sun Thunder', especially this fire can bring the most extreme pain to ghost creatures.

The head was penetrated by the "fire of purgatory" at this moment, and the hundreds of soul bodies trapped in it were instantly ignited by the flames.

"Ah~~ahh~~ah~~"

Hysterical howls of pain resounded from the ears and hearts of Chang Ning, Yao Yang and the others.

The pomegranate-sized head is like a lantern that burns inside and continuously penetrates into the strong wind. Endless black and red flames burst out rapidly from the seven orifices of the head.

The gray-white ghostly yin energy that was originally dense around the head was also ignited by the "fire of purgatory" at this moment.

"Boom~~"

A black and red flame steamed from the palm of the fat white knight.

Flames danced, howling filled the sky!
At this moment, the white and fat knight riding the skeleton horse no longer looked bloated or lazy. Under the light and darkness of the flames, a circle of black and red light bloomed behind his head, and he was as majestic as a god.

In just one breath, the head in the palm of the fat white knight was like porcelain that had just been fired in a furnace, showing a translucency like glass.

After the black and red flames were completely washed out from the seven orifices of the skull, faces showing despair and pain were permanently fixed on the face of the head.

On this head, there are countless scattered fine lines, like a cage that locks the hundreds of hideous faces in it.

The fat white knight looked at the ferocious head in his palm, shook his head and said:
"too ugly!"

With that said, the five fingers of his left hand slightly squeezed the head in the palm of his hand, and then he opened his palm and took a look, then said with satisfaction:
"That's what looks good!" (End of this chapter)