Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

There is still half a month.

Not in a hurry at all.

Even if you are going to deal with the blood demons, you must be fully prepared.

So Yujian went to the nearest town.

After entering the city, directly use the supernatural powers.

In other forms, he took away local wealthy businessmen, some silver coins, and purchased tens of thousands of blank yellow symbols.

Afterwards, he was restored to his original shape and swaggered into the top inn in the town.

In the guest room, concentrate on writing and painting the seals.

It took a full ten days.

One day, a thousand sheets.

Ten days, ten thousand!

The entire inn room is full of Dangdang, full of paintings written by Lin Chuan, full of spiritual power, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman that implies Thunder!

There are ten thousand copies, and the number is extremely terrible!

"Thousands of Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman are enough to deal with you, right"

Lin Chuan stretched.

There are about five or six days.

enough.

Taking advantage of the Haotian mirror of the ancestor Emei, it did not completely lose its effectiveness.

At this time, I used to deal with the blood demons, and in case of any accident, the ancestor Emei could help.

So, after standing up.

Lin Chuan raised his hand.

With a wave of the palm of his hand, his mind was energetic, covering tens of thousands of Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman in the room.

All received, returned to Xumijie.

Afterwards, he went out to Yujian, flew across the sky, and rushed to the Blood Demon Cliff.

...

Two days later.

The sun was fierce at noon.

At the level of Gorefiend, naturally he would not be afraid of the sun.

It's just that, no matter how fearful, there is also a weak suppression.

The ancestor of Emei, holding the Haotian mirror.

For more than 20 days, his expression was serious and he did not relax at all.

Several times, the Gorefiend tried to escape, but he struggled to suppress it.

It's just that he knows his abilities well.

It's okay to suppress 700 blood demons, and to kill blood demons, his strength is still much worse.

"There are still more than ten days... these boys, have they got the Ziqing sword?"

The ancestor of Emei, his eyes were full of fatigue.

Persevering for more than 20 days made him mentally exhausted and his spiritual power was severely depleted.

However, he did not dare to relax for a moment.

Otherwise, the Gorefiend fled.

It's really hard to get into the sky if you want to catch it again.

"Hahaha, Emei...You are old, can you hold on for a few more days?"

"The right way is hypocritical, timid, and cowardly! The world is chaotic, and you can't escape from the world. You can also go back and take care of your life. Why bother to come out!"

In the pile of bones of the boy, the magic words of bleeding and magic spread.

This magic word has the ability to confuse the mind.

The ancestor of Emei, his eyes flashed in a trance.

But soon, he bit his tongue and regained consciousness.

"Bah, I really thought I was going to be fooled? When the Ziqing Swords arrive, I will kill you for a long time!"

The ancestor Emei scolded a few times and looked very hardened.

But inside, I was secretly alarmed.

Just a few days ago, the gorefiend was bewitched and didn't do anything to him.

But now...

He has been in a bewilderment for a moment.

In a few days, I don't have to wait for the Haotian Mirror to lose its power, his spirit has reached its limit, and he will not be able to suppress the blood demons.

call out!

It is at this time.

A sound of breaking through the sky came from the sky.

"I am back."

A figure flew down lasingly.

After landing steadily, he walked with a sword.

"You are finally back... without the purple and blue swords?"