The person who fell to the ground was Ji Lao. Although he fell to the ground, he could not see any injuries on his body. The long sword in his hand was broken, and less than half a foot of the sword body was still tightly held in his hand. However, at this time, Ji Lao's expression on his face was a little weird. He seemed to be unable to figure out something. His eyes were staring at the ground with a dull eyes, his mouth kept getting together, as if he was talking to himself.

"What do you mean? The winner has not been decided yet..." At this time, the white-haired Wu Mian appeared two or three feet in front of Ji Lao. Although it seemed that the white-haired man had the upper hand, there was a deep bone-skinned wound on his back on his body. There was also a transparent hole the size of a fist on his chest. Through this hole, you could see Gui Guigui standing behind Wu Mian.

"Kill me... hurry up and take action..." Ji Lao raised his head, looked at Wu Mian in front of him, and after pausing, he continued, "I can't control it for long... He will soon re-control his body... There is no time... hurry up and take action."

It was the owner who was swallowed by Yuanchang before. When Wu Mian and the owner were fighting for life just now, the white-haired man suffered a loss, but he forced Ji Lao to use all the magic. The soul of another owner took the opportunity to temporarily seize control of his body.

Unlike the last time the poster was fainted, the other Ji Lao seized control. Now the two poster in his body are very fierce in fighting for the body. As long as the poster who was devoured by the devouring technique is half relaxed, he will lose control of his body. The poster looked at Wu Mian and gritted his teeth and continued, "If you don't take action, no one can stop him... Where is the monster just now? Where is Sun Wubing? Go back or not! Come and do it..."

Seeing the extremely painful look on the poster's face, Wu Mian frowned and took a step back. After seeing this, the poster continued with an extremely painful expression: "I am not at the peak now... He will assimilate my soul... At that time, Xu Fu will come back from night..."

"Shut up! We are the same person. I am thinking about you, but you want to drag me to death!" Halfway through, Ji Lao suddenly changed his emphasis. The expression on his face became ferocious. When he was speaking, Ji Lao bit his tongue and saliva mixed with blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

After taking a deep breath, Ji Lao, who regained control of his body again, held a half-sword in his hand and rushed towards Wu Mian. However, he had just rushed out and his feet were weak and he knelt in front of Wu Mian. When he spoke, he turned back to the Ji Lao who was devouring magic: "You still have to show off! Wu Mian! I will kill millions of people even if I don't die... This is your last chance, I can't let me go..."

"We are dead... and then we will turn into nothingness!" After just a moment of effort, this body became the owner who had just fought with Wu Miane. It can be seen that the two of them had reached a white-hot level of competition for their bodies, and the speed of the two souls was changing faster and faster.

Seeing that Ji Lao, who was devoured with the magic, showed signs of losing control of his body, Wu Mian raised his eyebrows, raised the greedy wolf in his hand, and cut off the owner's hand holding half of the short sword. After the owner screamed, his body lost its balance and fell to the ground. If it were normal, Wu Mian would definitely hurt him with this knife. Only when two souls competed for their bodies can they succeed.

The severe pain made the poster lose control of his body, and his words turned into Ji Lao whose magic was swallowed. He fell to the ground and said to Wu Mian with sweat on his head: "Okay... I almost... chopped off my head... The biggest trouble in this world is not..."

However, Ji Lao controlled his body not long after, and another soul robbed the control. The poster pressed the wound of the broken arm with one hand tightly, and said to Wu Mian with a pale face: "I am dead, where are the seedlings of the troubled times on my body? There will be billions of people to bury me! If you kill me... the world will be in chaos... Wars are everywhere turning the world into purgatory!"

"You don't need to remind me, I haven't forgotten..." While speaking, Wu Mian cut off another arm of the poster. Then he turned around and said to Gui Bugui: "I'll kill him, you will solve the root of troubled times."

"It can't be solved!" Gui Bugui looked at Wu Mian and wanted to take the blame, and hurriedly refused. This is not a joke. Once the seedlings of troubled times leaked, the world will inevitably be destroyed in the war. Without a thousand or eight hundred years, I will not be able to get back on track, for fear that Wu Mian would pretend to be deaf and fool him. The old guy rarely continued to shout loudly regardless of his identity: "Don't talk about me, old man, even Xu Fu can't solve this mess!"

After hearing Gui Bugui's words, the poster whose arms were cut off fell to the ground and used all his strength to say to Wu Mian: "You have cut off both arms... Can't I let me go like this... You are afraid of even a disabled person without arms... I can only find a place to hide it..."

"I can solve it..." At this time, a timid voice came from outside the inn gate. It was Guangren who calculated from Zhan Zu that Yuanchang, the only demon monk in the world who could kill Ji Lao. Master Dafang ordered him to evacuate the people in the city. After Yuanchang went out, he handed the matter over to his little monk to do it. Then he kept hiding outside the inn and peeping at the situation inside.

Yuanchang was still reluctant to leave here. Zhan Zu clearly said that he would finish the poster. If it was really like Guangren said, the two poster's magic will be his final result. Then the monk Yuanchang is a monk who can compete with Guangren and Wu Mian. Such an opportunity is rare for a thousand years and it is worth his risk to stay here.

The black flames splashed over and almost hit Yuanchang. He hid in fear until now, and finally got this opportunity.

Seeing Yuanchang appear suddenly, the poster who was still clamoring suddenly closed his mouth. Wu Mian also frowned. If he counts, Wu Mian's disgust towards Yuanchang is even higher than that of the poster. Now that he appears, Wu Mian has to endure it for a long time before he can slash Yuanchang with a knife.

After rolling his eyes, Wu Mian turned around and looked at Gui Bugui who was walking here, and said to the old guy: "Is there really no second way?"

"It should be gone..." Gui Bugui looked at the timid Yuanchang, and smiled at Wu Mian, saying, "It seems that what Guangren saw in the turtle shell is about to come true. I just thought he was cheated by the ancestral casing. Now I want to get a ancestral casing. What is our son?"

Seeing that the old fox had no other way, Wu Mian turned his body and stopped looking at the poster. Gui Bugui glanced at Yuanchang, who dared not act easily, and then looked at Ji Lao whose two armies were cut off, and said, "Take it off, but don't say that I didn't remind you, no one dared to provoke you if I thought I had swallowed the seedlings of troubled times. You just came one step late, and Ji Lao had already had two pieces of his body..."

"Yuanchang dares not. With Ji Lao's lesson, I will definitely be a new person..." Yuanchang wiped his cold sweat and walked to the owner's side, reached out and pressed his forehead again.

Unlike last time, Yuanchang did not hesitate at all this time. He directly began to devour the magic of the two posters. After a moment, Ji Lao let out a burst of painful wails in the bottom of the poster. Then, the poster who was still fighting with Wu Mian said to Yuanchang: "Do you think that if you devour my strategy, you will do whatever you want? Yuanchang, you will not be able to die. I curse you for being buried alive in the coffin underground for thousands of years. When you break out of the coffin, it is the time to die. Yuanchang, let's take a step first, see you next..."

At the end of the day, the owner's voice began to sluggish. Yuanchang's face became more and more rosy, but not long after, the monk's face turned red. After a while, Yuanchang's face turned red, and it looked like he was drunk.
Chapter completed!