In a trance, Captain Gu thought he had seen the legendary ancient god and demon.

In the dark clouds condensed above the hospital, a shocking lightning flash split the thick fog and illuminated half of the sky. Sheng Lingyuan was caught off guard and had to hold the heavy sword with both hands in a hurry. The gloomy sacrificial text on his sleeves seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and quickly dissipated, revealing the pale background of the sleeves.

Xuan Ji suddenly pressed the heavy sword downward, pressing the demon into the hospital building, directly hitting the two floors from the third floor, and smashing the demon into the clinic hall on the first floor with the stone slabs.

He made his sword style open and close, and was arrogant, which was very different from his usual sleekness and aura. He didn't have the quail look like he "gripped his teeth" when he was fighting hard.

"The 36th generation leader of the Nanming Fire Guardians did not want to reveal his own sword in front of mortals, and he didn't mean to hide it," Xuan Ji used the power of suppression to push the heavy sword forward two inches. The fire almost swept to Sheng Lingyuan's face. He smiled, "Sorry, senior."

With a "sniff", the heavy sword slightly burned Sheng Lingyuan's hands that were invincible.

The devil's face was quiet and warm, and his eyes were gloomy: "Rareless!"

Black mist rose from Sheng Lingyuan's feet, and a beast's head condensed in the air. It roared and bit Xuan Ji.

Xuan Ji did not dodge or dodge, nor did he look at the fangs above his head. The flames surged on the heavy sword, pointing directly at Sheng Lingyuan's throat. This time, no one showed mercy. The two of them were both defeated, as if they were betting on who killed whom first.

The black fog with murderous intent has swept to Xuan Ji's hair, and Xuan Ji's heavy sword touched the devil's neckline—

At this moment, the invisible ring on Xuan Ji's hand suddenly appeared. Before he could see clearly, a red light flashed, and the ring-faced gem with a crack suddenly shattered, and countless cracked fragments spewed out like a crimson glow.

Xuan Ji felt a sharp pain in his chest. At that moment, he seemed to be pierced by an invisible sharp blade, and he didn't even hum. His eyes turned black and his hands and feet were directly removed from strength and he knelt down. This time he really knelt, and there was no more performance.

At the same time, the beast head condensed from the black fog also howled in pain and was dispersed in the air. Sheng Lingyuan was hit by something suddenly and staggered back five or six steps. The place where the gem slag was stained with the palm was burnt black.

For a moment, they stood and knelt down, and neither of them said anything. They were both surprised and suspicious, and at the same time they had a strange feeling, just like there was a secret...a connection between them that could not be violated.

After a while, Sheng Lingyuan held down his trembling wounded hand, raised his sleeves to cover his cough, and the blood on his face became thinner.

Then he looked at Xuan Ji deeply, jumped out of the window behind him, and the figure flashed and disappeared.

Xuan Ji didn't chase him - he really couldn't catch him anymore, this time he was really not pretending.

He held the heavy sword half-wrenchingly, tried three times but didn't stand up. Finally, he knelt on the ground and curled up for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down and saw that the ring on his hand was no longer invisible, leaving only a shabby ring support and ring. He gently pulled it, and the ring slipped down his fingers, as if part of his finger had fallen off inexplicably.

It seemed that he had been lurking on him for many years, just to turn against him in the face of war.

Xuan Ji was both embarrassed and inexplicable: "What's the situation? What exactly did the gloomy sacrifice bring? Are the creditors of our ancestors?"

But the sacrifice parasitized by the butterfly did not die, and the spellcaster had been shot dead...

Xuan Ji suddenly paused - unless the bearded leader was not a spellcaster at all!

By the way, those tourists who illegally broke into Chiyuan only entered the Grand Canyon after the riot of the Mutant Tree. It is said that the devil took them out by him. The devil had seen the mustache!

If the beard is a spellcaster, he will definitely keep a safe distance from the summoned demon before the contract is established - because no one knows what will be summoned. The monster is always moody and the contract has not been completely completed. He is awakened by the sacrificial text and has anger. It is not impossible to kill the spellcaster before the sacrificial work.

There is also the boy infected by the mirror flower butterfly. Why is his body occupied by butterflies but he can use the sacrificial text to ask for help? Can't you shout it out directly? Can't you write?

Take a step back and say that even if it is a sacrifice for some reason they do not understand, the boy can neither control his body and yell, nor write freely, and can only communicate with the outside world through the sacrifice - then why did he choose to write a message for help in his diary?

Isn’t the diary just for yourself to read? Written on that thing, and ask for nothing to save you?

From beginning to end, there are people who mislead them step by step!

To change the way, if no one knows about the Yin Shen Sacrifice, the spellcaster can certainly complete the "Thousand People Live Sacrifice" without realizing it. However, because the summoned demons are relatively random, after being alarmed by the Yin Shen Sacrifice, the demon may not be willing to cooperate with the low-key wish of the spellcaster. Once the demon is born, it is too much to be disturbed and unfortunately alarmed the snake. The alien control bureau discovered that the fieldmen will definitely try to search for the sacrificial symbols first and step into the trap set by the man - the unlucky child who is infected with the Mirror Flower Water Moon Butterfly is a "firewall" that leads them to the wrong suspects.

The mustache himself is the last offering!

The devils who watched the fun knew that they had been misled!

The spellcaster needs to ensure that the bearded man died at the turn of midnight, so he must be at the arrest site and get close to the target. Moreover, this person's special ability is very special, which can make others... even the living dead who was infected by the mirror flower, water moon butterfly and obedient and act according to the script she wrote in advance.

Xuan Ji suddenly understood that he had just heard what the fat girl said was wrong. The fat girl Ping Qianru said, "But you are here, where are you going? Director Xuan? Even Lao Luo is on standby at the bottom of the building." - The three people from the aftermath department followed him. When the field offices in the hospital were in chaos, everyone's first reaction should be to follow their direct boss and wait for instructions.

This is a natural reaction.

The fat girl has been staying at the door, and even the scared old Luo is walking around in circles downstairs, but why hasn't there been one person appearing?

She knew that the focus of their task this time was Sheng Lingyuan, but she didn't even look at it when she arrived at the hospital. She immediately devoted herself to the "tough" work. She then took the initiative to escort the illegal tourists and didn't even come to say hello to her new boss before leaving. This is a taboo in the workplace, and even a little sensible intern can't do it.

It’s not that she has low EQ and is not afraid of offending her boss, but that she knows that Xuan Ji is confronting the devil and is afraid that she will show off when she meets the devil in advance!

Bi, spring, life!

"Director Xuan!" At this time, a "whimper" sound came from behind. Luo Cuicui showed her head from behind the broken glass window of the hospital's medicine collection. She looked around tremblingly and confirmed that the devil had really left. Then she crawled out with all her legs and ground.

His limbs were covered with green ivy stems and leaves. As he ran, he seemed to have a pot of avant-garde bonsai, helping him up.

Xuan Ji grabbed him: "Where is Bi Chunsheng?"

"Sister Bi? Didn't she follow her to the county hospital for resettlement site?"

"Navigate me a specific location, hurry!"

"Oh...oh." Luo Cuicui quickly looked out her phone and used the navigation software to search for the location of the resettlement site. "Here - are you looking for her? Then I'll try to transfer a car?"

"It's too late." Xuan Ji snatched his phone, reached out to grab it, and he "catched" the map of the navigation route planning in mid-air.

Luo Cuicui had never seen such a special skill before, so she opened her mouth and looked up blankly.

Xuan Ji raised his heavy sword and quickly drew a Taoist talisman in the air. Mars splashed, and Luo Cuicui said "Mom". The next moment, he was taken out by Xuan Ji, and countless blocks flashed quickly around him. Lao Luo grabbed Xuan Ji's arm tightly and heard the sound of a fast-forward tape on his mobile phone navigation. His whole body was rolled by a ball of fire. His mind was blank in extreme horror, and he forgot to scream.

Before I could vomit out in one breath, I heard a sentence from my mobile phone navigation card: "...I have arrived at your destination and continue to navigate for you."

Luo Cuicui rolled her eyes and fainted.

At this time, the field staff at the resettlement site had just shot Xiaowang's beard. Before they could clean up the scene, a ball of fire rushed over in the air. They were so scared that they were ready for battle.

Xuan Ji held a heavy sword in one hand and Lao Luo in the other, and walked out of the fire.

"The person in charge of the aftermath department." Xuan Ji waved the spark and threw Luo Cuicui and his work permit to the person in charge present, "Where is Bi Chunsheng?"

"Oh, it's Director Xuan. Don't worry, Sister Bi is fine. She just...hey, where are you?"

Bi Chunsheng disappeared at some point.

"Don't worry, fart!" Xuan Ji raised his hand and popped up a coin. The moment the coin came out of his hand, it turned into a small steamer, rolling out along the ground. The steamer passed by, a gloomy sacrifice was burned on the stone ground.
Chapter completed!