Luo Lingyu's heart sank, but he saw that the bell had dispersed, and a lot of ashes were spilled in the bowl, but fortunately, the material was still there, but the flies were produced in large quantities uncontrollably, and this consumption rate could not be supported for long even by that horn.

What made him even more embarrassed was that the bell opened after he took off his hand, and he couldn't touch it, and naturally he couldn't control the movement of the flies. The flies crashed along the straight road to Jun Qian's side, and all of them were burned by the wall of light, and none of them were spared.

Luo Lingyu, who was originally still in a good place, found that the situation was reversed in an instant. Fortunately, the material was quickly exhausted, and the six soul bells returned to silence.

However, just when he thought he could start over, a short sword was nailed to his right hand, where he was about to fetch the bell. The momentum of the short sword was so fierce that it took his body out of place, and by the time he stabilized his body and pulled out the short sword, the six soul bells were already in Jun Qian's hand.

"You-" Luo Lingyu was so angry, but he also regretted that he was too full of words, and he never got rid of this mistake of being careless about the enemy, and when he saw that he had a little upper hand in the battle, he took it lightly, but instead let Jun Qian take the bell away.

"What am I! Did I impregnate you? Jun Qian was just facing a fly that was pressed by the black pressure, and now he was especially displeased. As soon as he raised his hand, there was a nebula in his hand, and among them was a fly, which looked alive.

"What do you want to do?" Luo Lingyu gasped, this thing should have dispersed when the materials were exhausted, why was it still in Jun Qian's hands now, still scratching his head and feet, obviously a living one.

"You've used so many of them, and I've only caught this one, and it's not a good idea." Jun Qian hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, "However, I think this one can make me have a group of ......"

"You, you have something to say." Luo Lingyu's eyes rolled, his hand touched behind him, and a handful of gray powder was sprinkled over.

Jun Qian had already taken precautions, and when he saw him scattering a handful of powder, he raised his hand and fanned all the powder back to him, but he didn't get any of it here.

Luo Lingyu was caught off guard and was sprinkled all over, and he was a little glad that he was only sprinkled with the incense ash that had been poured out of the six soul bells before, and there was no toxicity, but he had already climbed up from the ground with the incense ash raised, and steadily withdrew a foot away.

"I'm a little curious what else you can do." Jun Qian understands that there is more than six soul bells on this person, and there must be no less things to protect his body and life.

Thinking like this, he saw Luo Lingyu turn over his hand and take out a small box, the box was pitch black, and he couldn't see a doorway.

'Organs? Poison? Witchcraft? Several guesses flashed through Jun Qian's mind in an instant.

The only thing that is certain is that this small box gives people a feeling of extreme danger.

Sure enough, before he could gauge the danger of this thing, several silver threads erupted from it, covering Jun Qian's whole body.

Jun Qian's heart moved, and the nebula dispersed, like a golden cicada shedding its shell, rushing out of the encirclement of the silver wire. Fortunately, I have not been careless, and I have always had the protection of the nebula by my side, otherwise I really don't know what would happen if I was caught by the silver wire.

Luo Lingyu was slightly stunned, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he opened the small box again and took out a small crossbow from it.

The crossbow was only the size of a palm, but there was no arrow, he took the crossbow in his hand, weighed it, and finally infused it with Xuan Li to make an arrow form.

As soon as Jun Qian saw it, he knew that this crossbow was not easy to deal with, if he only used the nebula defense, he might not be able to retreat with his whole body, and it was difficult to say how many variables would be generated during the period. As he thought about it, he had turned his astrolabe, and the stars in the sky were twinkling and ready to go.

There were several light curtains rising under his feet, which was a little arrangement made by the various sects and families before they entered.

It is said that a powerful holy weapon is not so easy to get, and it is even more difficult to refine, and the success rate is unimaginably low.

If you want the Hallows to have quasi-artifact or artifact-like attack power, you must need to give up some.

For example, it is very easy to be interrupted, it needs to consume all the power, and there is a limit to the number of times it can be used......

All this is the price of gaining temporary strength.

Jun Qian has every reason to believe that the Luo family will not smash all their resources on such a Luo Lingyu, and naturally the crossbow in Luo Lingyu's hand has a lot of restrictions on the number of times it can be used.

He didn't need to defend many times, and this thing he had set up earlier was enough to block a few attacks for him.

Luo Lingyu had already shot the first arrow, and the small arrow turned into a rain of arrows in the air, pouring down, and soon enveloped the area where Jun Qian was. The second arrow came first, shooting through the layers of walls that Jun Qian used to defend. Subsequently, the rain of arrows poured down, smashing the anti-fraud into a thousand holes.

'Luckily, I didn't stand still. As early as when Luo Lingyu shot the first arrow, Jun Qian felt that something seemed wrong, so he teleported to another place through the small formation under his feet, and what remained in the defensive wall was only an afterimage.

At this moment, he had already flashed behind Luo Lingyu, aimed at his waist with a kick, and kicked the person to the ground.

Luo Lingyu fell and gnawed on the mud, unable to figure out why Jun Qian retreated and swept behind him in an instant.

"You seem curious?" Jun Qian raised his eyebrows.

"......" Luo Lingyu stammered for a while, not knowing how to describe the abruptness and weirdness of Jun Qian's appearance.

"I forgot to tell you before, but you must have already experienced it: the six soul bells are out of your hands, and you can't control them if they disperse." Jun Qian stepped on one foot, so that he couldn't turn over, "There is one more thing, which naturally has something to do with me - I didn't have any weird methods before, and most of the time I used the prohibition that I had laid down before. ”

He sneered, and continued, "If you had chosen elsewhere, I might have really fallen under you, but it is a pity that you foolishly brought me here to keep the secret of your precious treasure, and thus cut off your own life. ”

"You ......" Luo Lingyu has been so angry by Jun Qian that he can't speak for the first time.

Jun Qian laughed: "You threw yourself into the net, and I can't blame you." He raised his hand to grab the back of Luo Lingyu's neck, but was very unexpectedly dodged by the latter.

So, he snorted coldly and crushed Luo Lingyu's waist hard, only to hear a crisp sound, so that he no longer had the strength to fight back.

Luo Lingyu was paralyzed, lying on the ground and unable to move, and he really ended up in a situation where he was allowed to be a mermaid. Jun Qian unhurriedly took out the fly from before, made a small cut in the back of his neck, and put it on.

Once a fly finds a hotbed, it doesn't matter if it is the old owner or not, the instinct to reproduce drives it to lay eggs immediately. After laying eggs, it is time to die.

(End of chapter)