Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

The door of the room strangely blocked Lin Qiye's mental perception.

It’s too dangerous for Pangpang to face that strange bed alone!

boom!

Lin Qiye smashed the door of the small room with a single blow and rushed in quickly!

"Chubby, you didn't..."

"Snoring~Snoring~"

On the blue bed, Baili Pangpang was lying on his back, snoring and sleeping soundly.

Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly. Is this the case of meeting a close friend in bed and having fewer dreams?

"Good night, Makabaka."

Lin Qiye retreated silently and closed the half-open door again.

The blue bed seemed to have experienced something horrible, and it weakly stretched out one leg to try to stop Lin Qiye.

If this bed could talk, it would definitely shout for help and beg Lin Qiye to take it away!

Baili Pangpang turned over and muttered to himself as if he was talking in his sleep.

"Behave yourself, or I'll burn you, this monster, with my Samadhi True Fire!"

The blue bed legs were lowered instantly, trying hard to support Baili Pangpang on the bed.

Baili Pangpang was sleeping soundly, and an illusory soul in the shape of a Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on the blue bed, emitting endless Taoist rhyme.

Even though Lingbao Tianzun had not yet recovered his full strength, he was still the soul of a supreme god after all, and the blue bed creaked under his pressure.

The four bed legs were trying hard to support the soul of the Supreme God, but they were shaking constantly and were in danger of breaking at any time!

In the cabinet.

The endless abyss is like the vast universe, full of darkness and without bright stars.

An Qingyu was walking in the endless abyss when suddenly something appeared in the distance, looming.

"What is this?"

An Qingyu looked at the outline with curiosity, as if a huge...door appeared out of thin air.

"Door? Could it be the exit?"

An Qingyu quickly rushed towards the huge door.

But no matter how fast he ran, he could never catch up with the huge door.

"Damn it, what's going on?!"

An Qingyu was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He bent down, supported his knees, and gasped for breath.

I suddenly looked up and found that the huge door suddenly appeared in front of me.

"This is……"

An Qingyu looked at the huge gray door that was so close to him. As if something was calling him, he reached out and touched the door in front of him...

Swish!

With a flash of silver light, Shen Qingzhu narrowly avoided the knife attack, and the sharp fork appeared behind him!

Shen Qingzhu twisted his waist to avoid the fatal attack of the fork behind him, turned the scabbard of the Yuan-devouring Sword in his hand, and relying on his rich combat experience, threw it directly towards the trajectory of the dinner knife without any vision prediction!

The dinner knife turned into a silver light and was inserted straight into the scabbard. Shen Qingzhu reached out and grasped it, while his other hand held the straight knife in front of him.

The steel fork that was heading straight for Shen Qingzhu's eyes was stuck in the gap by the straight knife, and no matter how hard the other party tried, he could not move forward at all.

The steel fork, unable to move forward, wanted to retreat, but Shen Qingzhu took the initiative again.

Shen Qingzhu flipped his wrist and smashed the fork directly into the gap in the floor of the hall, pressing it down with the straight knife in his hand.

At the same time, the scabbard turned over, also holding back the dinner knife that was trying to break free from the scabbard.

Shen Qingzhu pressed the knife and fork to the ground, and he couldn't struggle at all.

Shen Qingzhu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "It's just two dishes, I can't deal with you anymore."

"Come and bite me, come and bite me."

Jiang Er kept mocking Panzi, making Panzi's entire face red.

After a futile chase, the plate was exhausted and the blood color on the plate began to gradually disappear and turn pale.

"Gululu~"

Consuming huge plates makes hungry sounds.

The evil plate bared its sharp fangs and aimed at Gu Tianchen... and Jia Lan beside him!

This little girl looks soft, weak, fair and tender, she must taste delicious!

The plate spun rapidly, opened its bloody mouth towards Galan, and bit her arm hard.

Click!

Another crisp cracking sound was heard, and the plate shattered to the ground along with the teeth.

A faint green light flashed, and the plates were successfully reassembled.

After two failures, the hungry plate thought that these people were invulnerable freaks and did not dare to eat easily.

A ghostly figure appeared behind it.

Before Panzi could turn around, Jiang Er rushed in.

"Huh? I just tried it, and I didn't expect it to actually work!"

"Wait a minute, I can't see you anymore. This plate only has a mouth but no eyes. Hey, hey, hey, where have I been?"

The plate that Jiang Er successfully possessed rolled around in the chaotic hall.

The round plate rolled past Gu Tianchen's feet and headed towards the door.

Gu Tianchen shouted loudly: "Sister Jiang Er, are you going home for dinner?"

The curtain, burning with ghostly green flames, was about to fly over to save the Pan brothers, but unexpectedly, Gu Tianchen grabbed hold of its blazing tail.

The curtain was also depressed. The ghost fire on it was full of negative energy. Once it touched the other person's body, it could not only burn the other person's flesh, but also burn the other person's soul!

But facing such a terrifying will-o'-the-wisp, the boy in front of him acted as if nothing had happened, and he could even reach out and pull him to play.

Do you really think I'm a curtain?!

boom!

The ghostly fire above the curtains suddenly became more vigorous, as if it had fallen into a state of rage.

The curtains wrapped Gu Tianchen tightly, trying to strangle him to death.

Swish!

A golden light flashed, and Gu Tianchen casually slashed the curtain with his halberd. He used his extraordinary strength to tear the curtain into pieces and threw it into the air.

A burning dark green rain slowly fell from the sky.

In the wisps of flame, the torn curtains were blended together again and returned to their original appearance.

Gu Tianchen, holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji, said, "Tsk, it's worthy of being the underworld. Even a curtain is so hard to kill."

Swish!

A blood-red figure flashed and rushed towards Gu Tianchen from behind!

Before Gu Tianchen could make a move, a snow-white blade light appeared out of nowhere behind him, blocking the blood-red figure.

The sharp white blade forced the blood-red afterimage to stop and reveal its true face.

She was a pale-faced girl wearing a blood-red dress.

"Is this girl... Hela?" Gu Tianchen looked at the girl in the blood-red skirt with suspicion.

Lin Qiye clenched the Zhanbai in his hand and said, "If I can stop it so easily, it's obviously not him."

Swish!

The girl in the blood-red skirt flashed and attacked Lin Qiye again!

"So fast!"

Even with the terrifying dynamic vision brought by the Mortal God Realm, he could only barely capture the other party's figure.

Just as Lin Qiye was about to make a move, he suddenly felt his body sink and his movements became extremely slow, as if he was stuck in a swamp.