"So hard..."

The storyteller looked at his middle finger in shock.

The fingernail area is completely covered.

After many experiences with Baiyi, Tianji Puppet, he actually has a lot of contact with the storyteller, so he naturally knows that this kind of existence basically has a steel body that can be compared to the body of a throne.

But after being prepared, his brain was not A Jie's body, but space!

but!

The force of the recoilback still hurts himself...

"You angered me!"

Looking at the cracked fingernails, the beautiful patterns of the nail polish on the top were already corroded, and the storyteller's eyes became angry.

With almost no intermittent rhythm, he took out "Yin and Yang Life and Death?" and turned around and tugged hard in the sky behind.

"Bang!"

He immediately came behind the storyteller and wanted to punch Ajie, but he didn't even react at this moment, and was pulled into the sky.

"The combat awareness at the peak of the first level...is very strong."

The storyteller was amazed and then changed his subject, "But they are in the second realm, your reaction and speed are not enough in their eyes!"

As soon as he looked in his eyes, the storyteller made a seal with his fingers.

“Swishy…”

Yin and Yang Life and Death? Floating in the air, the pages of the book move without the wind, and they will roll them up independently, and the rustling sound resounds all over the world in the lonely void.

"Nether Dragon Head!"

The storyteller leaned his fingers, and the pages stopped turning and settled until a blank space.

The next moment, there were pictograms shining brightly on it.

The words gathered, turning into a hideous dragon's head, and appeared on the paper.

The sky and the earth suddenly became dark, as if there were objects covering the sky and the sun, blocking the white cave’s crimson color.

"Ao—"

A loud dragon roar came from the sky, swaying clouds.

At this moment, even the uninterrupted rain curtain in the sky seemed to be directly interrupted.

"Confinement!"

The storyteller pulled his hand and the dark dragon head hundreds of feet tall that was coming from the sky was wide open and he held his mouth down.

"Bang!"

A Jie's body was pulled away without any time to resist and fell directly between the steel teeth of the dragon's mouth.

The space that was originally repaired in a few miles was instantly exploded.

The rules of the Heavenly Way appear, and the White Cave is shaking.

The storyteller turned the page again and pointed it into a little.

"Chang."

Golden hieroglyphs jumped out of the pages, and merged into this world with the swaying sleeves of the storyteller's skirt.

The turmoil in the White Cave directly stabilized.

But in the air, Ajie, who was imprisoned by the dragon's head, could not escape the imprisonment no matter how hard he struggled.

...

"Damn..."

The high-intensity, compressed form of "Ice, Fire, Fire, Fire" refined by Xu Xiaoshouji, was even broken before he could even take shape.

"Mom!"

"Mom!"

A Jie was obviously not calling for help, but was just struggling loudly.

But at this moment, it fell into Xu Xiaoshou's ears, which was a sign of his own child being bullied.

"Die for me!"

Xu Xiaoshu couldn't help but step into the sky and lifted up the compressed light spots with ice and fire energy, while trying his best to control the energy balance of the light spots to keep them from exploding.

On the other hand, four swords were stabbed into the dark dragon head.

"Ao!"

The dragon head was shocked violently.

The storyteller's eyes moved.

What did he see?

The green light Netherworld Dragon Head, which was invincible, was dyed ink by the black patterns?

Xu Xiaoshou was in the state of disappearance and could not see him.

But it is not difficult to see that Xu Xiaoshou has taken action!

I still use four swords to attack!

"Confinement!"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, without saying a word.

The storyteller directly narrowed the scope of space confinement and locked the distance of dozens of feet in a radius to more than ten feet near the Netherworld Dragon Head.

"Ascending to the sky in one step!"

After Xu Xiaoshou finished his vote, he wanted to escape, but found that this move was useless.

"Vanishing Technique" certainly has penetrating properties.

But the confinement of the storyteller is not entirely controlled within the space.

He completely abandoned a certain space from the way of heaven in another way of exile.

This led to Xu Xiaoshou in the exiled space, as if he had been seized by a storyteller before... The world is big and there is no place to go!

"Double feet..."

"To ten feet..."

"A few feet, several feet..."

After a flash of mind, Xu Xiaoshou instantly understood the storyteller's idea.

Every time you move, the other party can compress a wave of range.

And the number of movements is too many times, when the exiled space is reduced to only a few feet in a radius or a few feet...

"The disappearance technique will indirectly fail!"

Xu Xiaoshou, who knew everything, felt storm in his heart.

Awesome!

The combat awareness of this perverted man in red dress is simply amazing!

Invisible.

So I use the trick of space compression and wait until I am imprisoned so that I can only move in a small space...

Is it still important to see it or not?

The turtle is in the jar.

When will the internet be closed, it’s just a thought!

"Damn it, I met a tough guy..."

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was getting colder.

He felt Death beckoning to him.
Chapter completed!