God Pet Has Opened Up For Me Again Chapter 39

Sun Changming pulled out the bone dagger and waved it again and again, but the beard was not only extremely tough, but also endless.

"Hahaha!" The old huozi laughed loudly. The magic trick of "rooting beards" is his ability to hold the bottom of the box. He has cultivated more and more powerfully over the years, but gradually he has no opponents. It is worth using this magic trick. .

I didn't expect to meet such a tricky guy in this small mountain village today.

For the great opportunity in Fenqiu, everything is worth it.

He continued to pull his beard and said to his two allies, "When my old man catches this guy and interrogates him, I will hand it over to the two of you. Feel free to vent your anger."

"Old Camel is mighty!" The two swallowed the healing medicine and flattered.

Sun Changming's situation is very bad, the bone dagger can cut off the beard, but in the face of this kind of beard, it cannot achieve the effect of cutting iron like mud. In addition to the bone dagger, other things are powerless in the face of the beard.

Sun Changming shouted in his heart and asked the little loach to come and help, but the little loach was lurking in the river, ups and downs, but he didn't seem to hear it.

Endless terrifying beards rushed over the mountains and plains, wrapping Sun Changming layer by layer.

Sun Changming soon became a huge white cocoon...

Sun Changming was still struggling, but it seemed to be of no avail. The old hunchman stopped pulling his beard out, and began to pull back like a net.

The big seal should be turned out in the air!

Steady suppression, staring at Sun Changming's figure, as stable as a mountain.

The old camel was secretly surprised, how could he not pull the net when he closed it?

Then, the word "death" trembled again...

A force of death pervaded, and the snow-white beard quickly turned gray and withered like an autumn vine.

Sun Changming was overjoyed, so it was.

No wonder the little loach ignored him, he already had the power to fight against these beards.

The word "death" kept shaking, and the spiritual energy related to death rolled out. Those "warm currents" in the body poured out from the spiritual acupuncture points everywhere, and after they converged, they passed through the word "death", and they all turned into this kind of spiritual energy.

Incomparably tough beard, withered into pieces.

On the hillside, the old huozi looked surprised: "What's going on..."

Before he could figure it out, the white cocoon around Sun Changming's beard had completely turned into dust and fell down.

However, this is not over yet, the power of death traces back along the beard.

Just like an infection, the large beards under the ground were directly "dead" by this power, and the surging ground became calm with the "death" of the beards.

The fluctuation came from the hillside towards Sun Changming, while the calm came from Sun Changming towards the hillside.

The old huozi felt a deep crisis, and he instantly decided: No, he must cut off the connection between himself and his beard, otherwise this strange, inexplicable, but extremely terrifying power will follow his beard and invade himself. !

But...how to cut it off?

Sun Changming had a hard time cutting off his beard, and so did the old hunch!

The magic trick of "rooting beards" is very powerful. The old huozi practiced this magic trick, and he only thought about how to make his power stronger. He never thought about how to "break the beard to survive"!

After all, no one expected to encounter such a situation.

The old camel's five fingers spread out, and his nails grew rapidly, turning into five sharp blades, which could easily cut through ordinary flying swords.

However, he kept swiping his five fingers, but it was difficult to cut off a few beards!

At this time, the power and tenacity of the magical technique of "rooting beards" became the shackles of the old huozi himself!

The old huozi was a little panicked, because he knew very well that before he completely cut off his beard, the power of death would definitely invade him.

He bit his head and started pulling his beard outwards again and again, hoping to delay the arrival of the force of death, and waving his other hand constantly, trying to cut off the beard as soon as possible.

But the beard is too tough, and the speed of death force is too fast.

The fluctuations in the mountains and plains quickly calmed down, the beard continued to die, and the power of death finally came back.

The Taoist priest and Mrs. Ji stared at everything in front of them in amazement. From the beginning, Wanying Camel Dragon had a happy laugh and took control of a mighty mountain field. Now the power of death is eroding silently, and he is dignified. The monks of the second realm are in a hurry, unable to deal with...

The gray necrosis finally approached the old hunchback. He tried his best to tug at his beard, but this magical technique has its limit. Then the old hunchback's chin began to turn gray-black, and the luster of life disappeared.

Then, the death spread upward toward his head and downward toward his neck and chest.

The speed of the two was about the same, and the old hunch quickly stopped moving, because the force of death spreading upward had turned his entire head gray and black.

And this power of death not only "killed" the old camel, but also completely drained every part of his body, every trace of life force.

Although he is already dead, the parts of his body that have turned gray and black are still turning gray and white, and finally, like those beards, they are completely turned to ashes.

The Taoist priest and Mrs. Ji suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when they looked down, the power of death was sweeping towards them from the ground.

When the old huozi performed the magic trick just now, he actually had ulterior motives. He separated two strands and wrapped them silently under their feet.

The two changed their colors together and cursed, "This old bastard..."

Then the whole foot was attacked by the power of death, turning gray and black, and the gray and black quickly spread upward, infecting their whole body...

When it was about a stick of incense, three powerful monks completely turned into ashes on such an unnamed hillside.

Sun Changming breathed a sigh of relief, took back the spiritual energy, and then suddenly discovered that the "death" word had become pitch black as ink, and then slowly turned into a red lacquer token, and the ancient demon The one in the corpse's hand is somewhat similar, except that the word "kill" is not written on the top of the signature, but the word "death" in a different script.

After condensing the things, Lingzhi and Xiantao can already compete against each other.

In this spiritual cave, it finally became a "harmony".

The little loach poked his head out from the river on the side, shook his head for a while, as if he was mocking the big brother, and he was frightened by such a scene.

Sun Changming ignored him, thought for a while and quietly groped for the positions of the three people.

People in the village of No Household generally do not go out, because they have lived here for many years, and the cold poison has invaded the body, and they will not survive for three years if they go out.

After leaving the village, he will be closely monitored by the officials.

But occasionally leave the village a short distance away, and then come back soon, of course, will not be found. The imperial court did not closely monitor this place.

Chapter end