"It's you? You actually chased me here. It seems that these people are your bait? "When the young monster saw this person, he immediately recalled the two giant blades and said angrily.
"Three Eyes, if he wasn't afraid of death and let me observe him for a while, I would have more confidence to kill you. But this is enough. Your illusion seems to have weakened. Is the injury from last time not healed? "The square-faced soldier glanced at the black-faced young man and sighed.
Then, he flicked his wrist, and a gust of wind burst out from his sleeve. A crimson talisman shot out like an arrow, and hit the ceiling of the cave. Suddenly, a fiery light appeared, and turned into a crimson fire net that shrouded the cave.
Shen Luo watched the talisman burning fiercely. The runes on it couldn't be seen clearly, but the yang aura inside was as bright as the sun. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
As the fire net spread, the dark light on the walls of the originally gloomy and terrifying cave began to fade. The layers of white bones on the ground also melted like ice and snow. The original appearance of the hall was restored.
Seeing this, the young monster called "Three-Eyed" flew into a rage. With a swing of his hand, he threw the head out, causing it to smash against the wall and explode.
"Wu Pojia, I've only eaten a few hundred foolish mortals from the nearby villages, and you've actually chased me all the way to my lair? Since you don't know how to appreciate kindness, don't think about leaving alive this time. "Three Eyes shouted with his hair standing on end.
Hearing this, the square-faced soldier didn't answer. He just sneered.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and pulled to the side, catching the unprepared black-faced young man in front of him.
He raised his hand and patted the young man's back, and a talisman with a yellow light was attached to his back.
"Wu …"
As soon as the black-faced young man shouted a word, his body suddenly stiffened and stood there straight. However, Shen Luo noticed that his eyes were still rolling around, but his hands and feet were completely unable to move. His eyes were full of fear.
Wu Pojia grabbed his chin again, flicking a black pill the size of a corn grain into his mouth. Then, he took out a few dark red daggers with talismans attached to them from his bosom, and stabbed them into a few vital acupoints on his body.
It was unknown if the dagger was a Practitioner Weapon, but when it pierced through the black faced youth's armor, it was as easy as cutting through tofu. What was even stranger was that there was not a single trace of blood flowing out from the place where it was stabbed.
"Ah …"
The black-faced young man let out a long howl. His eyes began to turn from black to red, and his expression gradually changed from pain to anger.
As the talisman on the dagger lit up with a red light, his body began to bulge. His bones began to make cracking sounds, and his body began to grow taller and taller. He turned into a small giant that was more than ten feet tall. He roared and pounced on Three-Eyed.
San Yan let out a long whistle, and the hair on his head suddenly stood up. A bloody light suddenly appeared on his forehead, and the skin above his eyebrows split to the left and right, revealing an amber eyeball the size of a longan.
With a turn of his cheek, the amber vertical eye flashed, and a yellow light was launched at the little giant transformed by the black-faced young man.
The little giant's body was stiff, and he didn't dodge at all. He just rushed over with a punch.
The yellow light hit the chainmail hanging in front of his chest. Suddenly, there was a hissing sound, and white smoke rose from it. It was actually corroded by rust, and together with the clothes underneath, it turned into a puddle of yellow, stinky liquid.
However, after the iron armor of the little giant was corroded, the exposed skin showed a strange crimson color. When the yellow light shot out from the monster's single eye hit the skin, it only left black scars as if it was burned, but it could not penetrate deep into the body. The effect could be said to be negligible.
Seeing that the little giant's casserole sized fist was about to smash down on his head, Three-Eyed hurriedly took a step back. Then, he pinched his hands together to form a spell. The hair on his body suddenly grew crazily, and twisted into a huge yellow blade.
There was only a muffled sound.
Three-Eyed was sent flying by the punch, but he immediately rolled on the ground and got up again. The vertical eye on his forehead flashed with yellow light, and he kept attacking the little giant's face, as if he was trying to destroy the little giant's eyes.
The little giant blocked his face with one hand, and the other hand clenched into a fist and smashed down again.
Seeing this, Wu Pojia on the side smiled even more. He made a gesture and leaned forward. Behind him, a red light lit up. Seven short spears were wrapped in raging flames and shot out at the same time.
The seven fire spears turned into seven red rainbows, but they didn't go straight for San Yan. Instead, they circled around and stabbed at the vital parts of his body from different directions.
"Roar …"
San Yan sensed the danger and let out a roar. The whole hall was filled with a foul wind.
His clothes burst open, and his whole body was covered with yellow hair. All of them grew wildly and directly twisted into eight or nine giant yellow blades. They surrounded his body and waved around like an octopus brandishing its claws.
Whether it was the little giant's fist or the seven flame short spears, they were all blocked for a while.
San Yan still had the strength to control the vertical eye on his forehead, constantly shooting yellow light. It was just that he was distracted and lost his aim, almost hitting Shen Luo several times.
Shen Luo naturally didn't dare to resist and could only take advantage of the environment to hurriedly dodge.
His gaze inadvertently swept over Three-Eyed's body, only to discover that a red demonic pattern in the shape of an eye had appeared on Three-Eyed's chest at some unknown time.
As a result, once Shen Luo's eyes met hers, she couldn't look away anymore.
He felt as if someone had struck him with a stick, and he felt dizzy. He saw a spiral pattern appear at the center of the demonic pattern at the position of the eyeball. It spun round and round as if it would never end.
The spiral pattern spun faster and faster, and Shen Luo's eyes became more and more blurred. His stomach also followed by a wave of nausea, and a feeling of nausea rushed to his chest, making him almost vomit.
However, it was this short but strong discomfort that allowed him to recover a little bit of his consciousness and immediately move his eyes away.
Finally getting rid of the control of the demon pattern, Shen Luo's body suddenly went soft, and he almost fell to the ground. He supported himself with one hand on the ground, gasping for breath, and his heart was full of horror.
A demon pattern had such a terrible effect. This San Yan was afraid that this San Yan monster was a powerful existence above the fasting period. Commander Wu could fight with such a monster without falling into a disadvantage, so he was naturally a cultivator of the same level.
Seeing that he used so many mortals as bait and was so ruthless to the black-faced youth, he was afraid that he was not a good person.
Shen Luo thought so in his heart, and quietly moved toward the door of the hall.
But just as he approached the door of the hall, a strange change happened again!
The large hall, which had originally returned to normal, suddenly dimmed. It had actually once again transformed into the Ghost Cave from before. Withered bones littered the ground, and the thick black metal door had also automatically closed.
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