Crafty Dao Demon God

It is better to rely on yourself than to count on others.

Gong Bogui brows slightly wrinkle, while resisting the crazy attack of Wumei, he approached the direction of Meijing.

He still doesn't have a clue, but judging from the situation of his fight with Wumei, at least he can touch Meijing himself.

No matter what, get that thing first!

In the cave under the root of the tree, the sound of the tree trunk colliding with the body sounded from time to time.

The silhouettes of Gong Bogui and Ghost are intertwined, and they are inextricably fought with each other.

At this time, Gong Bogui was physically exhausted, and in fact he was not as handy as he was at the beginning.

Gong Bogui, who has been palmed several times in succession, has claw marks on his body and blood spills from the corners of his mouth, making him look quite embarrassed.

However, he is really close to Meijing now.

So, he ignored the several sprites that continued to rush towards him. In addition to holding the steel drill as a block with the right hand, Gong Bogui stretched out his left hand and prepared to pick up the charm.

However, at the moment his hand touched Meijing, mutation suddenly occurred!

A gentle but powerful force came out of the charm, through the palm of Gong Bogui's contact with him, immersed in his flesh and blood, and spread to his bone marrow.

Can’t tell how it feels, but Gong Bogui feels strangely comfortable?

No!

He remembered his current situation. If he was immersed in this comfortable feeling, wouldn't he be torn by the ghosts who followed him?

However, he soon discovered that the action of retracting his arm was like pressing the slow button, so slow that he could even clearly feel every tiny change in his muscles.

In contrast, it is the ghost who has been pressed the fast forward button.

Their invisible and intangible bodies forcibly penetrate the steel drills that Gong Bogui is blocking in front of them, pass through the bodies of Gong Bogui whose eyes are stunned, go straight to the charm, and then disappear in among them.

In the next second, the charm that exudes green rays of light also disappeared.

Well~ Or, if Gong Bogui is not dazzled, Mei Jing was sucked in by his palm...?

Gong Bogui's movements have returned to normal, he retracted his left hand, looked at it, and rubbed his palm again.

There is a feeling that the limbs and hundreds of skeletons are nourished by warmth, but when Gong Bogui tried to perceive it further, it seemed that the feeling just now was just an illusion.

Gong Bogui shook the head imperceptibly, feeling a little puzzled.

At this moment, a light sound came from the tree hole behind him, and then, the silhouette of Zhang Huanian appeared in the tree hole that had dimmed a lot.

Seeing that Gong Bogui was safe, his frowning brows immediately relaxed.

"You brat, just play and disappear! What about the charm? How come there is no wreck?"

I didn't see the ghost, Zhang Huanian knew that Gong Bogui should be It was a success.

But he looked around and didn't see the destroyed charm.

"The charm...should be destroyed." Gong Bogui replied with some uncertainty.

"You are not putting away the wreckage, are you?" Zhang Huanian's gaze looked towards Gong Bogui, "It's no good for you to keep this kind of evil thing."

After thinking about it, he added: “Of course, if you really want it, it’s not impossible for me to find a naturally bred charm for you in the future. This kind of man-made thing is always less elegant. and graceful air."

How did Zhang Huanian's words inexplicably hear a trace of petting air...

Gong Bogui suppressed the weird feeling in his heart, I took off my gluttony bag and passed it forward:

"If you don’t believe me, you can check my gluttony bag, that charm, I really didn’t take it... Suddenly disappeared, I don’t know what happened."

Hearing this, Zhang Huanian waved his hand and said:

"I just don’t bother to look at your gluttonous bag. You don’t have to take it.

I think this tree hole is really good, so let’s take a good rest here.

After the ghost level, I’m afraid you will face it. We are facing Spiritual Artifact."

"So this is just a level set by Qiu senior?" Gong Bogui asked.

"Probably so, not long before I came down, the insects began to recede gradually.

I will face the Spiritual Artifact array just my guess.

Besides, you see how you are now, like a blood gourd, how can you continue walking without self-cultivation?"

Speaking, Zhang Huanian threw a medicine bottle over his face without hesitation.

Although Xiao Qingwu had prepared a lot of medicine for Gong Bogui, Gong Bogui still caught the medicine bottle, poured out the pills inside, and took it.

"Thank you." He thanked him sincerely.

"hmph!" Zhang Huanian snorted from his throat, and no longer paid attention to Gong Bogui, only chewing the beef he brought over slowly.

However, when Gong Bogui lowered his head and took out his food, Zhang Huanian's mouth was slightly raised.

It is a kind of triumph when a child gets praise from an adult.

......

After supplementing the empty stomach with food and water, Gong Bogui's injury also recovered most of the time under the effect of medicine efficacy.

Because of Zhang Huanian by his side, Gong Bogui slept relatively peacefully.

He woke up and changed his clothes at this time, he looked no different from normal, it was time to go up and look for the Spiritual Artifact array.

Zhang Huanian didn't mention the charm of Jingjing again, and Gong Bogui didn't feel any difference anymore, so he didn't take it seriously, except that the tree hole was dim, and he was dazzled by that's all for a while.

Back on the ground, the scenery in front of me is different.

The gray-white mist that filled the valley has disappeared, revealing the surrounding scenery and the clear blue sky.

From the perspective of Gong Bogui, the scene in front of me has several points of strangeness.

In the jungle a few steps away from me, the trees are like giant sharp thorns, straight and angular, without the verdant flowers normally seen.

On some of the trunks, different things with different shapes are distributed in a certain pattern.

Some of them are a white rope net dotted with feathers and gems, gently swaying in the breeze.

Some are half mottled and worn-out armors, the blood splashed on them is not dry and dark red, but glowing with coquettish red light.

Some of them are paper figures with rough and awkward tailoring. The hollow eyes stained with thick ink make you feel that hair stands on end at a glance.

......

Twelve pieces of Spiritual Artifact, corresponding to Twelve Daos of Godhood.

This is the Spiritual Artifact array set up by Qiu Yunfan!

Zhang Huanian guessed that someone had broken through this formation and obtained the Spiritual Artifact refined by Qiu Yunfan, but if it really made him think, he himself would not know who had broken through the Spiritual Artifact formation.

Or, you can even think tentatively that no one has ever broken this Spiritual Artifact array!

"Bogui, otherwise, let's go back."

At this time, Zhang Huanian had no bottom in his heart and regretted bringing Gong Bogui over.

He was really overjoyed because of the news that Hua Chonglou came back, but he forgot about it. Now Gong Bogui is not Hua Chonglou, and his strength is not comparability at all.