Infinity: A Time Travel Korean Horror Film

"Shuzi is rude!"

Huatan waved his arm, and three arrows appeared out of thin air and shot towards Li Xiaojun.

But Li Xiaojun was prepared and dodged it.

"Painting altar!"

Tian Yuzhi happened to appear and recognized the murderer who killed his master 500 years ago.

At this time, Xu Renjing had been demonized by the painting world and had just been ordered to lure Tian Yuzhi here.

"I didn't expect that you are not dead yet and have come to modern society?" Huatan unfolded the Fire Cloud Fan in his hand.

"This is not difficult~~~~huh?" Tian Yuzhi's hand reached to his waist, wanting to take out the talisman paper and the painting altar to fight desperately, but suddenly found that all the talisman papers were gone.

"Without the talisman paper, you can't do anything, right?" Huatan sneered and waved the fan in his hand. A fireball with a strong thrust knocked Tian Yuzhi several meters away.

The demonized Xu Renjing saw all this without any ripples in her heart. She sat on the balcony, looking at herself in the mirror, and muttered to herself:

"Today is a great day to die!"

"Cough cough~" Tian Yuzhi fell to the ground and spat out two mouthfuls of blood. When he heard Xu Renjing's words, he remembered a conversation between him and his master 500 years ago.

"You can't be too close to this woman." The master said, stroking his long beard.

"Why not?" Tian Yuzhi asked.

"She is the guide to the place where you will die!" said the master heavily, as if he had already seen what would happen in the future.

Tian Yuzhi, who was full of conflict in his heart, lowered his head silently, and suddenly he found a piece of yellow talisman paper right under him.

This was of course the work of Li Xiaojun. Since I took a stack of talisman papers from him, I might as well help Tian Yuzhi, this amorous man, to fulfill his wish.

Who says I’m a good person?

Tian Yuzhi reached out and picked up the talisman paper, put aside all distractions, stood up and was ready to fight with Huatan.

"Ah!" A woman's scream was heard, and the source of the voice was Xu Renjing.

It turns out that the mirror in Xu Renjing's hand is the bronze San Sheng mirror that Tian Yuzhi found in the palace 500 years ago, and its true appearance can be seen.

Xu Renjing saw herself in a black robe. It was the great god Biao Yuntai De. The magic cast on her by Huatan immediately lost its effect. In a trance, she fell from the balcony.

At this time, Xu Renjing grabbed the bulge outside the floor with one hand, hanging in the air, screaming repeatedly.

Tian Yuzhi stood up, holding the only piece of talisman paper, and looked hatefully at the enemy who killed his master.

Huatan opened the fan in his hand, looked at Tian Yuzhi, and said contemptuously: "With only a piece of talisman paper, what can you do?"

Tian Yuzhi didn't say anything, and activated the talisman in his hand.

Huatan immediately covered himself with the fan in his hand and prepared for defense, but the expected attack did not come.

Tian Yuzhi actually jumped off the balcony and used the only remaining piece of talisman paper to save his little enemy Xu Renjing.

Holding Seo In-jeong in his arms, Jeon Woo-ji looked at this beautiful and familiar face and said softly, "Is this where I will die?"

After saying that, he kissed her directly. For a moment, both of them heard a clicking sound in their minds that only they could hear, as if some lock had been opened.

"Is this a dream?" Xu Renjing said quietly. At this time, the two of them had landed safely.

"Life is nothing but a dream. I am the one who said this," Tian Yuzhi took two steps back and continued, "Taoist, Tian Yuzhi."

This idiot is really good at showing off!

Li Xiaojun watched all this silently, without saying a word or taking any action.

The time to take action is coming soon!

"Oh!"

A fireball fell from the sky, knocking Tian Yuzhi and the wooden bridge beneath him away. When the dust settled, Tian Yuzhi was floating on the surface of the artificial river, lifeless.

"Yu Zhi!" The dog demon shouted heartbreakingly!

"..." Xu Renjing was stunned by what had just happened. She was speechless and tears were falling for this infatuated little Taoist priest.

Huatan walked up to Tian Yuzhi and reached out to take the half of the magic flute from his waist.

"Swoosh!" The Sword of Nothingness slashed towards Huatan's palm. If Huatan had been faster, his palm would have been chopped off.

"Bang", Huatan didn't even look at him, he just waved the Fire Cloud Fan, sent a fireball at Li Xiaojun, and stretched out his left hand to take the magic flute.

But it was too late. A golden chain had already arrived before him the moment he released the fireball, and it rolled up half of the magic flute from Tian Yuzhi's waist and retreated.

The fireball emitted by the painting platform hit the suddenly appearing love flame ghost and dissipated immediately.

Li Xiaojun walked out from behind the Love Flame Ghost, holding a half of the magic flute in his hand, and said to Huatan with a smile: "How about exchanging your fan for my flute?"

"Shameless!" Huatan's face turned green with anger. His good plan was ruined by this kid. What a fart!

Huatan took off the two monster-collecting bottles hanging around his waist and casually opened the lids. Two monsters, a rabbit and a rat, appeared on the spot.

The three monsters rushed towards Li Xiaojun together. The two monsters worked together to deal with the Love Flame Ghost, while Huatan dealt with Li Xiaojun. They were determined to get back half of the magic flute.

As for the Fire Cloud Fan, don’t even think about it!

Huatan was good at long-range magic attacks, and Li Xiaojun's Sword of Nothingness was no pushover either. The two fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who would win.

The Love Flame Ghost and the two demons basically engaged in close combat, and the fight was evenly matched.

"Painting altar!"

Following this hateful shout, a water ball suddenly appeared and rushed towards the painting stage.

Huatan, who was fighting with Li Xiaojun, was hit by this sudden attack and flew out.

Tian Yuzhi walked up the steps from the water step by step, looking at the painting platform with hatred. He had awakened and no longer relied on talisman paper to cast spells.

"Awakened? Even if awakened, you are still a waste, just like your fake-benevolent master!" Huatan didn't seem to be hurt too much. He waved the fan in his hand gently, still as carefree as ever.

"Really? Ah~~~~~" Tian Yuzhi shouted, his figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared he was already in mid-air, holding the bronze sword high in his hand and slashing towards the painting platform below.

Li Xiaojun took the opportunity to meet up with the Love Flame Ghosts on the other side. He didn't want anything to happen to the three remaining Love Flame Ghosts.

With the cooperation of Li Xiaojun and the Love Flame Ghost, the rabbit demon and the rat demon were subdued respectively.

The three useless gods who came over used the demon-collecting bottle to capture the two demons again. They also understood the true identity of the painting monster.

Afterwards, Li Xiaojun and Qing Yan Gui joined the battle between Tian Yuzhi and Huatan, and the 1V1 battle immediately turned into 3V1. The advantage was on me, and Huatan's defeat seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

After being knocked away for the third time, green blood flowed from the corners of Huatan's mouth. He looked at the half of the magic flute on Li Xiaojun's waist in the distance, and then looked at the three gods who were looking at him with murderous eyes. Huatan knew in his heart that this matter would not end well.

That's it!

Since you want to die so much, I'll take the trouble to give you a ride!

A look of determination appeared in Huatan's eyes and he let out a low roar. His body suddenly grew nearly twice as tall. Two huge curved horns grew on his head. His nose slowly bulged outward, and his mouth became thicker and wider. A huge bull's head gradually took shape.

The bull demon completed the transformation, took out half a magic flute from his waist, and smashed it into pieces with his horns. A black mist rose from the fragments of the magic flute and was inhaled by the bull's nose.

Moo～～～