Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Lier Building.

There was a **** storm in the narrow passage.

More than a dozen lanterns were turned over, and the tongues of flames were untied, licking window papers, curtains, wooden lattices... the flames were raging, and the boiling sound boiled, the wine smells mellow, and the blood is thicker.

In the chaos of monsters, Li Changan danced with swords.

As the sword edge passed, the flesh and skin slid away, and the blood swayed along with it.

But... it seems something is wrong?

Are the monsters turning too abrupt? Or are the monsters weaker than expected? The Taoist swords easily cut their long necks and opened their chests and abdomen. What is the difference between turning into a monster and not changing into a monster?

With doubts in his heart, the sword is inevitably slow.

A distraction, almost hit by a chaotic blade.

Fortunately, even though these government officials have become monsters, their subordinates are still the same, carrying knives and fighting fiercely.

Li Changan held his sword and struck with a belt, his figure protruding from the encirclement with a drill, and easily brought down the two long-necked monsters who were chasing after him. He looked at the court again, but he was taken aback.

The monsters didn't chase and kill them, instead they drew their knives and slashed towards the surroundings.

They are actually killing each other!

The stronger the aroma of wine in the air, the more drunk the mind becomes.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, the final winner had already been decided in the field.

It stood in a pool of blood, with a long neck on its shoulders, and a face with only a mouth facing Li Changan silently.

then.

Come with a knife.

The force is heavy, but the force is too strong.

The Taoist sword came up diagonally, and when it struck, the blade stuck to the blade and drew a semicircle.

Puff.

The cold blade pierced the warm chest.

A few points of blood splashed, catching eyes.

The Taoist blinked.

But it was startled again.

In the reddish horizon, where is the long neck of the "monster" in front of him, and some of them are just the puzzled and pale face of the yellow catcher.

His voice was as thin as a gossamer, gradually inaudible.

"Daoist? Why..."

Li Chang'an's hand trembled, and the corpse of Huang's head was unfettered, fell backward softly, fell from the sword, and fell into the blood of the corpses on the floor.

And these corpses, whether they were killed by Taoist priests or killed by one another, at this moment, all have become normal people, all have a puzzled face.

Illusion?

Was it a manslaughter of a companion? Or is it a false illusion in front of you?

The fire came into his eyes.

The Taoist priest looked cold, and he had already made a bad guess.

at this time.

There was a loud explosion in the distance, accompanied by intermittent curses.

"Fire thunder, shake the fire bell, take Bingding, soar the fire cloud..."

Firebell curse?

Feng Chong?

In the courtyard!

Yes, everyone has obviously been mistreated by the monsters, and now is not the time to hesitate.

Li Changan glanced at the corpses of the public servants last. He leaned over to close his eyes for Huang Catch's head, but stopped again. He said "The Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign" and turned and left.

…………

Taoist priests have visited Lier Tower many times.

The road from the front restaurant to the back courtyard is fairly familiar.

Crooked and twisted will have to get out of the corridor.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Looks like a quick catch.

Seeing Taoist priest.

He screamed while pinching his throat.

"monster!"

Run away.

But he couldn't stand the Taoist priest's feet quickly, so he caught him back in two or three steps. Seeing that he was still struggling, he slapped him in the face.

"See it, it's me!"

This talent stunned the gods and looked at the Taoist priest in a daze.

"Daoshi Li? Li Xianchang!"

The Taoist frowned, "You..."

Before finishing speaking, the man cried out "wow".

"Youkai! Many monsters! Everyone has become a monster!"

"I'm all coming to eat me, I was scared and wanted to run, but I ran into a ghost hitting a wall and couldn't escape."

He couldn't cry as he spoke, but fortunately, the Taoist also figured out what happened to him.

"Don't panic."

Li Changan drew out the saber around the waist of the catcher and stuffed it into his hand.

"Follow the poor road."

After all, he stepped out of the corridor and stepped into the courtyard.

...

Heavy rain enveloped the courtyard.

There was some dim light from the attic on the opposite side, reflecting the roaring and crying shadows in the court. There were some monsters as well as some monsters. At this moment, they are all fighting each other as if they are possessed of a demon, human beings and demons, human beings, even demons and demons, regardless of enemy and me.

The sword box on the back of the Taoist priest buzzed endlessly, as if being agitated by the crazy blood in the rain.

But the moment it was about to be out of the box, Li Changan held it down.

That scene in the corridor just flashed in his mind.

What you see in front of you, is the demon really a demon? Are people really human?

For example, the one behind me.

In the corner of Li Chang'an's eyes, the catcher was sneaking up and quietly raised his hand, his nails pointed like a hook, and reached the waist of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest turned back and cut off with a sword.

However.

簌~

There was a scream.

There was something torn through the wind and rain.

Li Chang'an and the yakuza, or monsters, both changed their complexions and jumped apart at the same time.

next moment.

The turbulent air upset the wind and rain.

The Taoist opened his sleeves, and wiped out all the raindrops that had come in indiscriminately.

Look at the scene again.

Between one person and one demon, a huge swallowtail butterfly appeared unexpectedly.

The two wings of the giant disc are pure white like snow, and the ends are decorated with long red tail wings, slowly flapping in the air, like a floating light.

This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful monster.

Taoist priests couldn't help but look carefully, estimating which part of the cut would be convenient for hacking to death.

But he was passionate.

The big butterfly didn't even glance at the Taoist priest. Her wings flicked in the rain and turned into a neon light, and went straight to the "Ya Ya".

However, the "Ya Ya" did not fight with them. They hid in the corridor three or two steps away. The big butterfly chased after him, but was repelled by a sudden cold light.

It was a big praying mantis, black like cast iron, with only a pair of sickle arms, white and cold, like two hundred forged steel knives.

Shake it away.

The swallowtail butterfly was thrown away like a torrential rain.

The swallowtail butterfly is not an easy one, flapping its wings, turning and turning in the air, advancing and retreating suddenly, letting the iron mantis cut into the rain curtain with every knife.

But even so, every time the butterfly tries to circumvent the praying mantis, it will be blocked by the iron mantis's knife net.

The two have nothing to do with each other, they are just fighting in one place.

...

These two big bugs have a lively fight between you and me.

Li Changan was beside him, but his expression became even more weird.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that between the iron mantis chopping and cutting, the rules are strict, and there is no lack of changes. It is like a knife that is easy to use; the big butterfly moves forward and backward, like a fish swimming in water, and like a dead leaf in the wind, like Yumei's body style.

Is it possible...The Taoist remembered that in the corridor, blood splashed in his eyes before he saw the truth... He quickly found a hole in his body and smeared a bit of blood on his eyelids.

You can open your eyes and take a look.

The butterfly or the butterfly, the praying mantis or the praying mantis, nothing has changed.

Li Changan couldn't help scratching his head because the smell of wine that didn't know its origin was still digging into his nose. This illusion was really difficult.

Sudden.

There was a sharp wind in the back of his head.

The Taoist turned around and patted it with a sharp claw, causing water to splash.

But it was a big dog grinning at him. Li Changan was confident that he could kill the dog demon with a stab of his sword.

But is the monster you see in front of you really a monster?

Hesitant Kung Fu, behind the kenya, mad people and ferocious demons swarmed.

...

Li Chang'an was a little scared.

Just blindly dodge and block, but too many people and demons rushed up, and within a short period of effort, a few **** mouths were opened on his body.

Fortunately, these guys are fighting each other, the Taoist priests can barely deal with it for the time being.

However.

I don't know where a glazed lion appeared.

The whole body was translucent amber, and there was a raging flame at the heart, which continuously shot fire to the surroundings, burning the monsters wow and wow, and also burning Li Changan into embarrassment.

Even worse, it was on the other side of the courtyard, and Li Changan was on the other side of the courtyard. The indistinguishable guys in the middle were roasted by the fire and all rushed towards the Taoist side.

Li Chang'an was getting helpless.

Can't help but let the sword drink blood.

The front was suddenly radiant, but seeing the butterfly wings whirling, drew a bright flame in the dark night rain, and also swept away the people and demons around Li Changan.

Over there, the glazed lion threw a few more lights, but was also stopped by a big butterfly spreading its wings.

This butterfly... is helping me?

Still thinking, the light and shadow floating in front of me, the swallowtail butterfly has appeared in front of the Taoist priest, floating quietly in the rain.

The big butterfly did not attack, only a pair of tentacles couldn't help but sway, as if to convey something to Li Changan.

Li Changan thought: If I were a moth, I might be able to understand it.

But now... he just sullen his face and spread his hands.

This meaning was conveyed to the other party accurately.

The tentacles of the big butterfly stopped, seeming to have made some decision, and suddenly flapped its wings.

Li Changan has sharp eyes.

See something coming downwind.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but at that moment, his mind moved, if this butterfly is really frowning... the bachelor's energy in his bones came out.

Rather than let the monster fool you, it's better to take a risk.

The Taoist priest was cruel, pressed his dodge instinct, and bit his scalp to accept the strange wind from the butterfly fan.

Of course, he did not forget to grab a mahogany card in his hand.

This is the object that the Taoist priest picked up before the "army" was drawn out. When the treasury was opened, the Taoist priests picked it up. It had the effect of warding off evil spirits and protecting the body. It was considered a cheap magic weapon. As a savage man with a single method, Li Changan has always been good at such things.

Talk less gossip.

Just say that the fishy wind blows.

A few points of warmth cling to your eyes.

Fortunately, there was no response from the Taomu card in his hand.

The Taoist heaved a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards.

He noticed that the picture in his eyes trembled suddenly, and in the blur, the swallowtail butterfly in front of him tore the appearance, revealing his true face.

It was a young girl with a thin face, a sharp outline, and a heroic appearance between her brows and eyes.

Amei?