Ran Guoan had just infiltrated his breath into the blue stone, and an old man wearing a mask noticed it a few kilometers away.
"No wonder I will fail this time. It turns out that you have been stopping me, but now that you find me, you don't want to go back alive!" The old man's eyes through the mask showed a cold killing intention.
He didn't know that Shen Feng had done it before, so he blamed ran Guoan for all this.
Then the old man said something and pushed his palms forward
The stones scattered around the plant suddenly lit up, and the white fog that had floated on the reservoir quickly closed together, and then flew out of the broken hole on the top floor of the plant.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on robbing the magic bones, and no one noticed that they had left quietly.
After the white fog flew out, it went straight to where ran Guoan was.
"No!" Ran Guoan felt the white fog and suddenly opened his eyes.
The white fog was different from before. It did not make ran Guoan hallucinate, because hallucinations were useless to deal with people like ran Guoan, so they invaded ran Guoan's body directly along his breath.
"Get out of here!" Ran Guoan held his breath and whispered.
With a low drink, the white fog was shaken back for a few minutes, but immediately surrounded.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, ran Guoan reached into his arms and took out a large brush. Although this brush is much smaller than the one who drew on the ground before, it is much larger than an ordinary brush.
Then he endured the sharp pain and bit the tip of his tongue, "poof!" A mouthful of blood sprayed directly on the brush, and the white brush was immediately dyed red by the blood.
Then ran Guoan waved the red brush in his hand and whispered, "subdue the devil, get up!"
The voice fell. The huge pattern he had drawn by the pool suddenly lit up, and a strong breath erupted from it. The explosive force didn't stay in place and flew out of the plant immediately, so it didn't attract the attention of everyone in the fierce battle
This picture was originally intended to suppress the magic Qi on the magic bone, but now the power of the magic bone seems to have been restrained by Shen Feng, so its power can only be used to deal with these white fog.
With the power of subduing the devil, he immediately suppressed and expelled the white fog around ran Guoan, and then all this power entered the brush in ran Guoan's hand.
"What, why is this old boy so strong all of a sudden!" The old man felt that the white fog was pushed back, and his eyes were a little shocked.
In addition to being shocked, his eyes were more firm, because he had fought with ran Guoan. He was afraid that the other party had recognized his identity, so ran Guoan could not live.
"Seven stars control the soul!" The mask old man roared.
When the voice fell, he bit his fingertips and dropped blood on the candlelight centers of the seven candles neatly placed in front of him. Then he picked up a fire fold around him and suddenly blew on it. The flame on the fire fold lit all the seven white candles in front of him.
After the seven candles were lit, they sparkled a miserable white candle light.
"Hoo Hoo..."
After the candle was lit, a gust of wind suddenly generated around the old man. The gust made his clothes hunting sound, and the tables and chairs in the room were moved... But the candles of the seven candles were motionless and were not affected by the gust.
The strong wind blew here, and there was a strong wind around ran Guoan. Sand and stones flew and leaves fell one after another. The smell of the white fog immediately expanded several times, like a roaring beast roaring in the open space.
Ran Guoan looked at the change of the white fog in front of him, and his eyes showed a trace of essence: "it seems that you are ready to fight to the death with me. I have calculated that there is a disaster for your hit today. I didn't expect it to be with you. In that case, let's see who is better!"
The brush in ran Guoan's hand was full of blood, and the light expanded several times. His arm suddenly shook, and the blood light on the brush swept away towards the spreading white fog.
The white fog did not retreat, but came up.
"Bang!" The two forces collided and made a dull noise, blowing up a layer of air waves in the air, which kept spreading around.
At the same time, ran Guoan's figure retreated back more than ten meters before slowly stabilizing.
After stabilizing his body, ran Guoan's chest was stifled, and a trace of blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, and the white fog also retreated. Blood also seeped under the mask of the old man in the distance. Looking at the seven lit candles, they trembled violently.
"Old boy, don't think you have the upper hand, I can't help you!" The old mask gave a low cry, and his palms suddenly pushed forward. The internal Qi burst out from the palm and pushed towards the seven candles.
Under the action of internal Qi, seven candles burst into flames, the flames became two or three times larger, and the candles began to burn at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Roar!" There was a low roar in the white fog, which swept towards ran Guoan with overwhelming momentum.
"Come on!" Ran Guoan shouted loudly, holding the brush horizontally in his hand, as if holding a big knife, raised his arms high and "cut" at it.
The blood light on the brush flowed, and when the blood light cut on the white fog, the whole white fog suddenly shook, and the powerful momentum seemed to dissipate for a few minutes.
But the seven candles burning in the distance accelerated the burning speed again, burning nearly half in an instant!
After the white fog trembled for a while, it immediately stabilized and made a counterattack towards ran Guoan with a very powerful momentum.
"No!" Ran Guoan looked at the white fog coming from the counterattack, his eyes sank, and crossed his brush in front of him to resist its powerful attack.
"Bang!" With a sound of, the blood light on the brush was fragmented and immediately dissipated in the air, while ran Guoan's body was knocked away for more than ten meters, fell heavily to the ground, slid out of a distance of seven or eight meters on the slippery grass and hit a small tree.
The little tree shook violently under the impact of Ran Guoan, and the leaves rustled down and covered him
Ran Guoan was injured by this blow. He didn't stand up immediately after he was knocked down. Instead, he vomited a mouthful of blood and struggled on the ground for several times before reluctantly supporting half of his body