The golden light spell at the beginning, my Taoism shocked the school flower

At this moment, Qianmian was really moved to kill.

When she saw the girl, it was like seeing her original self.

Such helplessness and fear.

And all of this is just a trick set up by these aloof ghosts and gods to find their own containers.

False and deceitful, when her world view collapsed, the only person she wanted to take revenge on was the instigator of Niyue.

"Qianmian, are you crazy?"

"You and I are twins, and you won't feel better if I die."

"If you kill me, Niyue will not let you go."

Facing the threat, Qian Mian just smiled coldly and remained unmoved in the slightest.

At this moment she made her own decision.

Qianmian releases the ghosts and gods in his body, and only ghosts and gods can deal with them.

The white ghosts and red ghosts collide and bite each other, turning the hotel room into the most primitive battlefield for killing.

As for Qianmian, she walked slowly in front of the girl.

At this time, the girl fell into a coma, whispering in a low voice, and the Buddha fell into a boundless nightmare.

She hugged the girl slowly, and the girl's body trembled violently.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

She patted the girl on the back lightly, and the soft voice made the girl calm down slowly.

Qianmian made a decision.

She intends to erase the memories of pain and despair from the girl's mind in the future.

She doesn't want her to become like herself.

Here

Bailian, who lost the support of his host, became weaker and weaker as he fought, and his attributes were restrained by his brother.

At the same time, above the clouds

As if watching a live broadcast, the two slowly closed their eyes.

Zhou Yue said: "It seems that she has made her own choice."

Chen He said with a smile: "The truth often needs to be discovered by oneself, so that it becomes more real."

"Qianmian is not a bad person, at least in these years, she has not bullied the weak."

"So that's why you chose to save her?"

"That's right, this is to give her a chance, and it's also a chance for more people."

"If you want to fight against the interests and the dark trend of this world, you can't do it by just establishing enemies."

"We have to find a way to turn enemies into friends."

"In this way, our strength will become stronger and stronger, while the enemy will only become weaker."

Zhou Yue was thoughtful when she heard this.

"You always seem to have so many big reasons."

"Yeah, some things I have learned by myself, but most of them are taught by Master."

"Your master, can you tell me about him if you have time?"

"What? Are you interested in him?"

"Of course, I am very interested in all your affairs."

While the two were chatting and laughing, earth-shaking changes took place below.

Suddenly, Zhou Yue pointed to the street corner.

"Chen He, it looks like someone is coming."

"It should be the alarmed Rebel Moon Cultists!"

"Are we going to help?"

"Look at the situation first, and see her choice."

……

At the same time, the battle between Hundred Faces and Thousand Faces has come to an end.

Without the support of the host, Bailian became weaker and weaker as he fought.

But Qianmian became stronger as he fought.

Not only that, Bailian's body was dug out by Qianmian several times, but it could not be healed.

The power of ghosts and gods is constantly passing away, and it is becoming weaker.

Wake up, Qianmian, and don't be fooled by this so-called container.

He tried to wake up the ghosts and gods with thousands of faces, but it didn't know that the ghosts and gods had already been completely controlled by thousands of faces at this time.

Qian Mian stood up expressionlessly, pointed at the scarred Bai Mian with one hand, and said in a low voice: Kill it!

The thousand-faced ghost screamed, and countless white silk screens spread out from the body.

This silk web was like a spider's web, blocking the entrance and exit of the entire room, and blocking Bailian's last escape route.

At this time, Bailian was like a prey caught in a spider's web, unable to advance or retreat.

It is very clear that today it will fight to the death.

Don't hide your strength anymore.

The body is constantly alienated, and red blood streaks are entwined on the body.

He forcibly drew Slok's blood, and condensed a new body in mid-air. m. cascoo.

This body is completely condensed from blood, which looks very strange and evil.

"Woman, don't think you've won, the real battle has just begun."

With a wave of his right hand, a bloody thorn of thorns suddenly pierced Qianmian.

All of a sudden, ghosts and gods cried out in pain.

As if being manipulated, the body could not move.

Bailian sneered: "Although you and I are twins, since you have abandoned your principles, then I will take back all your power on behalf of my mother."

Thousands of faces here are horrified to find that their strength is continuously being lost.

And the instigator of all this is Bailian who has just transformed.

Qian Mian suddenly realized that although these two ghosts and gods are twins of different bodies, Bai Mian's power seems to be stronger?

From Bailian's strong self-will, it can be seen that Bailian is indeed stronger.

At this moment, Thousand Faces' will was suppressed, unable to break free, and could only allow Hundred Faces to devour the strength in its body.

"Hahaha, woman, I told you a long time ago that I am the only winner in the end."

The white face laughed wildly, and the body gradually became full.

The violent force swept everything in the house, and the ripples spread, and Qian Mian rushed out of the house with the girl in his arms.

"Want to run, have you got my permission?"

A bloody thorn struck again.

This time the thorns entangled the girl in Thousand Faces' hands.

not good

Qian Mian subconsciously wanted to run further, but underestimated Bai Mian's speed.

The girl was caught by the bloody thorns, and the sharp thorns pierced the girl's skin.

The blood seeped through the thorns, and the white face showed an intoxicated expression.

It greedily devoured the girl's blood, and the despair and pain condensed in the blood made it stronger.

"No!"

Qian Mian tried to recall the ghosts and gods, but felt strong resistance.

Obviously, Baiface's control seems to be deeper.

The wrestling between the two sides started at this moment.

For a moment, no one could do anything to the other.

Qianmian struggled to grab the girl's hand, trying to pull her back to his side.

She knew very well that once the girl became a container, she would not be a match for these white faces.

Bailian smiled strangely, and more bloody thorns grew from behind. These thorns rushed towards Qianmian like a whip, and the speed was so fast that people were caught off guard.

Qian Mian's expression froze, is he going to die here today?

At this critical moment,

Qianmian suddenly saw a piece of yellow talisman paper from behind her! !Flying up, a golden light suddenly bloomed.

This talisman has been hidden behind his back for so long, and he didn't even notice it?

I saw the golden talisman paper bursting with golden light, rushing straight to Bailian.

The invisible power of suppressing demons is like sunlight melting ice and snow, crushing the red thorns condensed by blood.

Bailian was in pain and let out a scream, relaxing the suppression on Qianmian.

"good chance!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qian Mian instantly took back the control of ghosts and gods.

Ghosts and gods return and merge with themselves.

Powerful aura gushes out from the body.

The white cobwebs turned into substance.

While Bailian was fighting against the talisman paper, dense white spider webs enveloped Bailian, instantly wrapping Bailian into a big rice dumpling.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of silk threads pierced through the big white rice dumplings, bringing out red bloodstains, like thousands of arrows piercing the heart.

The ghosts and gods behind them appeared again. This time, the ghosts and gods grew sharp fangs and bloody mouths, devouring the big white rice dumplings mouthful.

He only heard Bailian's unwilling roar, but couldn't struggle, and could only watch helplessly as he was swallowed up bit by bit.

When all this was done, there was only an echo of the white face in the room.

Thousands of faces were sweating like rain, and they sat on the ground with a dull expression.

Is it finally over?