Now because of Liu Bingzhong's participation, the battle situation has become tense.
I don't know what Liu Bingzhong did.
The red maple tree became more and more crazy.
Its blood-red roots were all pulled out of the soil, like claws.
Generally, dancing wildly in the floating air.
He Rong watched Liu Bingzhong manipulate his body to fight the red maple tree with ease, and his original anger subsided a little.
While he was looking forward to Liu Bingzhong and the deity being able to quickly deal with the red maple tree, he was worried in every possible way.
Liu Bingzhong It will take over his body.
He now thought about it in various ways and came to the conclusion that this red maple might have become a spirit.
However, there are limitations to the ability of plants to become spirits.
This maple tree can only exist for a hundred years, so becoming an spirit is really far-fetched.
Also, Liu Bingzhong's idea of trance is too unbelievable.
At this point, he felt like he was crossing a river by feeling for stones.
Starting from when the lame old man drowned in the water and was possessed by Liu Bingzhong, they went to the tomb, the short fat man fell into the mud, and the remaining people were clearly far away from the tomb stone.
In the end, he was weirdly the same as Humpty Dumpty.
They fell into the mud, even lined up regularly, and then accidentally entered the tomb later, and Jinhua got the Donghuang Bell.
Are all these really just irreversible accidents?
Or are they actually...
Falling into a conspiracy with ulterior motives.
He Rong stared closely at where Liu Bingzhong was, with many questions in his mind.
He even had a strong premonition in his heart that everything they had done since entering the Wulie River was closely related to Liu Bingzhong.
Even the deity Liu Bingzhong mentioned, their relationship was quite intriguing.
Liu Bingzhong is really cunning.
He is obviously an old antique who was trapped in this tomb hundreds of years ago, but he is like an old fried dough stick and is unpredictable.
He Rong thought of Liu Bingzhong in the history books of the Yuan Dynasty, and felt a lot in his heart.
However, the history of the Yuan Dynasty was not bad.
Liu Bingzhong knew astronomy, geography, Yin and Yang hexagrams, and Qimen Dunjia.
It was just that there were too many things hidden in history.
Based on history books alone, he only saw the surface of Liu Bingzhong.
Now, he must return to his body first.
If his soul is separated from the body for too long, he may become a lonely ghost.
Now the battle with the red maple tree has reached a fever pitch.
Liu Bingzhong jumped up at this moment, and pressed down the trunk of the red maple tree with one finger as if he had a huge force.
The spirit continued to chop down the red maple tree with his hand as a blade.
Throwing roots.
The momentum of the red maple tree continues to rise in just a short moment, and it feels like bluffing no matter how you look at it.
In the state of his soul, He Rong seemed to be able to make judgments about Liu Bingzhong and the spirit spirit more easily and clearly.
Liu Bingzhong's body had been subconsciously blocking the spirit spirit.
He would rather fight against the red maple tree in a weird posture. , but also to stand in front of the descending god.
The relationship between these two people is definitely not simple.
He Rong thought of the conversation with Liu Bingzhong, Liu Bingzhong's lament for the deity, his evaluation of the deity, and even his anger in response to his relationship with the deity.
Now that he thought about it carefully, it was all obvious that he It has a lot to do with seance.
But what is the relationship between the two of them?
Judging from his previous conversation with Liu Bingzhong, the two of them are more like a pair of strangers in the world of mortals.
Although there is an explanation in this way, how can we explain what happened to this place hundreds of years ago?
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After thinking about it, there were too many solutions.
It was better not to think about it.
He Rong looked at Liu Bingzhong under him and felt a little depressed.
Liu Bingzhong was sweating all over his body at this moment, his eyes were shining brightly, and his fighting spirit was quite obvious.
But Shen Shen still had cold eyes and ruthless eyes, and his attacks were fast and swift, completely like a fighting machine.
After the red maple tree dropped a batch of roots, those roots were quickly buried in the black soil, and then became the roots of the red maple tree.
The red maple tree seemed to have a steady supply of energy and kept growing.
It sprouted roots and either condensed into fists or condensed into soft whips to whip at them.
Red Maple Tree's attacks were fast and complex.
He Rong was frightened as he watched the two of them jump and dodge constantly.
Compared with the initial attack of Red Maple Tree, there was a world of difference between heaven and earth.
Finally, after they had been fighting for who knows how long, the red maple tree suddenly stopped.
Then the red maple tree exploded, and a shadow of a person emerged from the center of the tree.
She was wearing a blood-red gauze dress, hair that reached her ankles, and her body was hunched forward and backward at the right angle.
She was a peerless beauty that made men's blood boil and their imaginations flutter.
Could it be that this is the fairy transformed by the maple tree?
He Rong was thinking secretly.
He looked at Liu Bingzhong and found that Liu Bingzhong's hands were shaking badly.
The seductress looked at the beauty, and there was a slight reaction on her paralyzed face, but she looked very painful, as if she was remembering something, holding her head and shaking.
The beauty was floating in the void, with a hazy light covering her whole body.
He Rong wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but a strong suction force grabbed him.
The source of the suction force was from the direction of Liu Bingzhong.
What on earth is this old guy trying to do?
He Rong was dragged forcefully, and then fell into darkness again.
With a sudden shudder, he returned to his body, and Liu Bingzhong's voice reappeared in his mind.
Liu Bingzhong's voice was gloomy.
After he hurriedly gave instructions, He Rong didn't respond no matter how many times he called him.
Liu Bingzhong only said one sentence to him, be careful.
What should I be careful about?
Is it the beauty that suddenly appears or the spirit that is currently attached to Jinhua.
He Rong couldn't help but want to scold Liu Bingzhong.
Why did Liu Bingzhong escape in such a hurry?
What does this beauty have to do with him and the gods?
Liu Bingzhong refused to say, so naturally he couldn't guess.
He turned away and looked at the familiar and charming face beside him, He Rong felt a little unhappy, Jinhua.
He whispered in his heart, and then looked at the beauty floating in the air.
I have to say that thinking about such a beauty makes me feel fantasy.
If such an appearance appeared on the beach in Shanghai, I'm afraid I don't know what kind of bloody storm it would cause.
Although He Rong couldn't help but want to take a look at this beauty, he knew that this beauty was a demon and poison, and he couldn't touch it, so he stood quietly with a clear mind.
Now, the zombie pit is extremely quiet, without a trace of movement, filled with dead silence.
The more pure He Rong became, the more a voice in his mind clamored for him to gaze at that beauty, hang around her, sing for her, and decorate her.
It was really weird and powerful.
He Rong looked at Jinhua who was possessed by the spirit beside him, and grabbed her without hesitation.
It seemed that he felt his reaching hand, and the spirit's ruthless eyes were flickering.
She tilted her head.
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Looking at him, he suddenly laughed.
It was a charm that had never appeared on Jinhua's face.
He Rong looked at it with a look of amazement on his face.
He couldn't help but want to hug the god of admiration for a moment, but when his hand reached in front of her, his mind suddenly became clear and he put down his hand angrily. .
"Boy, don't touch these two women, otherwise you will suffer."
Liu Bingzhong's tone was full of contempt for his behavior just now.
He Rong knew that Liu Bingzhong had helped him just now, so he concentrated on listening to Liu Bingzhong's popular science.
After Liu Bingzhong sighed, he sighed again, and after a while he said: "That is the body of a descending spirit."
"What do you mean by the body of the spirit?"
He Rong turned his head and glanced at the beauty in red, and then looked at the spirit path attached to Jinhua's body.
Liu Bingzhong sneered.
The bitter and desolate laughter made He Rong feel uncomfortable.
He frowned, and then Liu Bingzhong spoke: "I buried her here with my own hands."
Liu Bingzhong said nothing more after these words.
He Rong knew that he was stuck in memories and could not be disturbed, so he turned his face and looked at Jinhua with his eyes, only to be met with a pair of smiling eyes.
"Akan."
He heard her say.
His whole body was shaken.
He Rong knew that this was the prelude for Liu Bingzhong to control him again.
He relaxed his body and waited for Liu Bingzhong to get up.
Unexpectedly, Liu Bingzhong sighed and said to him in his mind: "You answer for me."
"Little God."
Liu Bingzhong opened his mouth, but suddenly choked up and couldn't speak.
"Little God didn't expect to see A-Kan again.
A-Kan, please give me a hug, A-Kan."
She stepped forward, smiling with tears in her eyes.
He Rong knew that the spirit was looking at Liu Bingzhong in his body.
He sighed secretly and wanted to obey the spirit and hug her, but at this time Liu Bingzhong stopped him.
"You are waiting for some time, some more time."
Liu Bingzhong asked him to pass on the message.
"The little god has been waiting for hundreds of years.
None of us can escape, Akan, and no one can escape the curse of the Donghuang Bell."
Although the god of magic smiled, it was full of sadness.
"No one can escape.
Haha, in my life, Liu Kan, the thing I don't believe in the most is fate."
He Rong heard Liu Bingzhong's arrogant words.
"The little god has seen clearly, Akan, the little god can't escape."
Shen Shen whispered.
Although she was using Jinhua's body at this time, she had a different temperament from Jinhua, as soft as a delicate flower.
With such a temperament and such a charming face, He Rong felt that the old ghost Liu Bingzhong was really lucky back then.
Liu Bingzhong didn't answer, but He Rong saw him floating out of his body and floating in front of the deity.
He opened his arms and hugged the god of admiration affectionately.
He patted the Goddess on the shoulder like he was coaxing a child, and said: "Little God, please give me some more time.
It won't take long, it won't take long."
Shen Shen calmed down under his caress, but at the same time, she gradually spread out of Jinhua's body and floated towards the beautiful body floating in the air.
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"Little God" Liu Bingzhong was shocked and wanted to catch her, but a thunderbolt appeared out of thin air and separated the two of them.
Liu Bingzhong's figure was somewhat illusory in the thunder.
He Rong caught the fallen Jinhua and hugged him tightly.
He looked at Liu Bingzhong's figure, then lowered his head and kissed Jinhua's forehead.
"Akan, you see the little god can't wait any longer."
Tears fell from the corners of Jiangshen's eyes.
After that, she never looked at Liu Bingzhong again and resolutely walked towards that body.
He Rong saw Liu Bingzhong looking up to the sky and roaring.
He had a ferocious face and his hands passed through the lightning to catch the spirit.
The trance broke free from his hands and fell into the beauty's body.
The moment the spirit fell into the beauty's body, her body, hair and skin emitted a stronger golden light.
With the golden light, her snow-like porcelain skin turned into golden powder, which fell bit by bit from the air.
It was like a golden snow.
"Change your destiny against the will of heaven, ha, little god, I don't believe that I can't defeat God in this life, but why don't you give me a chance?
When the Donghuang Bell is born, we all have a chance, we all have a chance."
Liu Bingzhong held up his hands He wanted to hold the gold dust in his hands, but the gold dust fell through his palm without mercy.
The sky is filled with gold and snow, and the gods are gone. sjgsf0916: