Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

After the breakthrough, Qin Fan felt indescribable relief all over his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw the stunned expressions of the people around him.

"You...what happened just now?"

Lin Ling'er's voice was still trembling until now.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Fan frowned. He didn't know what happened, but when he glanced at everyone, he knew that something big must have happened. He shook his head and said, "It's okay. I just had a stomachache, the kind of pain where the intestines are mixed together. Then I farted, and now I feel better, I think I have gastroenteritis."

Everyone...

Do you want to listen to what you said?

"Quick, God has damaged the icon, kill them."

A divine attendant finally realized that the damage to the holy statue meant that it was once again more difficult for the divine envoy to descend.

The brief armistice agreement turned into dust, and all the Japanese gods burst out with more victorious power than before and rushed towards the new teachers.

In the secret room, Fifth Brother looked at the altar that had stopped shaking with shock on his face.

The aura of terror that originally began to spread has become very weak. The soul energy of the girls around the altar also stopped flowing, and everything seemed to have come to a standstill.

"Rescue the altar."

Fifth Brother shouted, and two people who looked like him suddenly appeared behind him.

The two men in black ran straight towards the altar, but were intercepted by the evil fox before the single-player ice seal could be used.

"Heroes Tomb."

Meihu's voice became solemn, and the single battle in the midst of it felt the atmosphere around him change.

A desolate atmosphere instantly surged into my mind. The past clouds and smoke flashed in my mind like a slideshow, and then the future. The late sunset reflected on the dilapidated ruins. A rickety old man sat leaning on the threshold. .

Beside him, a mottled spear stood on the wall. The old man stretched out his trembling hands as if to grab the spear.

Sugarcane

Although he was old and frail, he could not even hold the spear firmly, and the spear fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Heroes grow old and lose their youth.

In a single battle, I just feel that my strength is slowly passing away, like the twilight old man in my mind, and the speed of firing the gun is getting slower and slower.

"Is this the Tomb of Heroes?"

Shan Zhan whispered.

"No, this is the real Tomb of Heroes."

The charming fox smiled softly.

The next moment, Shan Zhan felt that the scene in front of him had changed again. The twilight old man appeared in a boudoir in the next second, with several plump girls posing in front of him, wearing only a layer of tulle all over their bodies.

The old man's cloudy eyes showed a hint of eagerness to try. He stood up tremblingly and walked towards the girls.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

One of the girls smiled coquettishly, and the veil was half-covered and gradually slipped away.

"Let me try."

The old man said tremblingly.

The single battle frowned, this is the Hero Tomb?

What's the difference between it and Wenrouxiang?

The next second I saw those girls giggling and their flowers trembling, which was mouth-watering.

The old man swallowed instinctively, and suddenly he saw a white mist spurting out from the top of the old man's head, flowing towards the girls.

After absorbing the white gas, the girl looked even happier and gathered around him with a smile, while spitting out a piece of pink gas from her mouth.

The gas looked extremely soft at first. The old man took two deep breaths intoxicatedly, but when he was about half a meter away, the gas suddenly turned into sharp spikes and shot toward the old man.

Shan Zhan's pupils shrank, his figure flashed rapidly, and the pink spikes were clearly aimed at his head.

"Huh? The response is pretty quick."

The charming fox made a sound in surprise. After entering this kind of illusion, most people can easily get immersed in it, especially after their energy is exhausted.

It is rare to react so quickly as in a single battle.

Danzhan let out a low cry, and a thick layer of ice instantly appeared around his body, blocking the pink spikes from his body.

With a move of Meihu's hand, a pink spike flew directly into her hand. With a flick of the handkerchief, the palm-sized handkerchief instantly grew to about one meter, covering Shan Zhan's head. At the same time, the spike in her hand stabbed Shan Zhan's neck. between.

Shan Zhan swiped the spear in his hand, swiveled his body, and turned to the side of Meihu, and the tip of the spear accurately struck Meihu's spiked wrist.

The two went back and forth, fighting fiercely. For a while, ice cubes flew around the altar and fragrance lingered.

On the other side, blue flames suddenly appeared behind Xiong Er. Xiong Er couldn't avoid it and another cluster of flames fell on his armor. A piece of skin without protective armor on his back was finally exposed.

"Here."

Yan Dansha gave a soft drink and disappeared strangely. At that moment, Xiong Er's mind was shaken, and his intuition told him that he was in extreme danger.

With his life at stake, Xiong Erde moved faster than ever before. A gray robe appeared on him, completely covering his entire body including his head.

Almost at the moment when it covered her whole body, Yan Dansha's figure suddenly appeared, and in her hand, a black mass of material beating like flames hit Xiong Er.

When the black fire came into contact with the gray robe, it did not explode as before, but was concentrated in one place, like a black steel ball hitting Xiong Erde's back heart.