How can Wuxiang not understand, how all this happened in the end!

The original victory is in hand, but it becomes the current situation.

Moreover, his spirit was abandoned, and his mind was also severely damaged.

Injury plus injury!

It can be said that if there is no good pill treatment, it will have a great impact on cultivation!

Demon Ziyan and customers in the store saw this scene, and their eyes also showed an unbelievable look.

Such a terrible attack did not even hurt the doorframe of the original mall?

Is that ridiculous?

But think of the strength of the boss and that mysterious identity

Well, it's not hard to accept.

Luochuan, who has been acting as a bystander, is finally ready to start.

The reason why he didn't block the attack was that he wanted to see how powerful the security system the system bestowed on the origin mall.

Now, it seems that the power of the security system is appropriate,

the products of the system must be excellent products!

Of course, Luochuan is also well prepared.

He is extremely sure that if the security system is not blocked, he will stop the golden bowl.

"Well, that's it."

The faint voice of words rings from behind Wu Xiang.

Wu Xiang was surprised and suddenly remembered Luochuan, who had been ignored by him before.

This man is the owner of the original mall.

How can the boss be an ordinary person in such a terrible shop?!

Many thoughts sprang up in the heart, and the cold sweat instantly climbed onto the forehead without phase.

He swallowed his saliva, and a cruel look flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a decision.

His right hand as a blade, cut directly from the left shoulder down!

Whew!

One arm fell directly on the ground, scarlet blood gushed out and dyed the ground red.

At the same time, it also makes the dark red cassock on Wu Xiang look more strange.

Wuxiang demon monk is not only cruel to his actions, but also to himself.

When he noticed something wrong, he directly pressed the bottom of the box.

"Boss, be careful, this is the blood curse of the devil Buddha!"

The warning sound of demon purple smoke rings from the origin mall.

Blood curse of magic Buddha?

Luochuan frowned.

It doesn't sound like a good technique.

What's more, he still needs to hurt himself. Tut Tut, he is really cruel to himself!

But after cutting off his left arm, the breath of Wu Xiang's body rises, and the terror is incomparable!

In a flash, he has surpassed his peak!

Luochuan looked at this scene, as always indifferent.

After a few breaths, Wu Xiang's breath stabilized.

In Luochuan's perception, it is about the three grades of veneration.

The price of one arm, under the condition of two injuries, can improve the level of the venerable in a short time.

It has to be said that the blood curse of the devil Buddha is somewhat powerful.

I don't know if there will be any other side effects after the strength recovers.

From this point of view, this so-called magic Buddha blood mantra has no qualification to compare with spicy bar!

Luochuan held out his right hand.

Wu Xiang sees this scene, the whole body muscle can't help but tense up.

In the dark, he seems to be locked by some terrible breath!

Death crisis!

Escape!

Run as far as you can!

The thought of escaping filled the mind of no self in an instant.

He didn't care about anything. His left right arm suddenly tore with blood light, and a dark space crack appeared.

In the space crack, is the boundless darkness, the terrifying space turbulence is surging.

But now, seeing this dangerous scene, Wu Xiang's heart is filled with a little joy.

Bang!

However, a clear ring finger sound into the ear of Wu Xiang.

He was a little frightened to find that after the sound of his fingers, his body was strangely disappearing!