Chapter 217 [Fantasy Dream] + [Fake Monk], Chronicle of the Master of Illusion (Two in One)

The sky and earth are dark blue, and paper figures are fluttering.

The wedding boy with blood on his cheeks and a black coat had a sly smile on his face and walked lightly towards Goldman Sachs on the motorcycle.

Carrying a long wooden box like a coffin with the words "Longevity and Longevity" on your shoulders, walking and singing:

"The bright moon does not rise, the dark wind blows in the red alley, it is a fierce ghost marrying a beautiful girl."

"Who would love a cruel ghost bridegroom and support the withered bones to worship the moonlight late at night?"

A strange singing voice that seemed to come from a child's voice floated in the night sky.

The emerald-skinned frog jumped into the grass, its cheeks fluttering, and stepped into the puddle.

The night wind brought sounds of music from all directions, writing the character "horse", like a rusty banner moving huntingly.

Goldman Sachs kicked down the hoverbike, which was worth a lot of money and required a lot of favors to get. He raised his hand and flipped it over, carrying the landing knife, and crashed into the pile of paper figures.

These paper figures were given by Brother Ziliang.

And Brother Zongzi is indeed not a complete mythical card at the moment.

Although his physical strength was higher than that of the bald old man, the gap was not big and was directly smoothed out by the endless supply of equipment.

"What a tiger that is."

He propped his knees up on his elbows, put his fists on his face, and looked down at Goldman Sachs, who was chopping up the fallen leaves and paper money in the sky. He couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile that perfectly matched his temperament.

Although the purple thunder is limited by its quality and does not have "tribulation power", it is not comparable to ordinary Yin thunder.

"When Ma Wencai was in poor health when he was young, he was often bedridden. Mrs. Ma was afraid that he would die young, so she went to the small temple on the top of the mountain and asked for a piece of money for protection. Just now, that was exactly what the copper coin came with."

Ji Nian spent a lot of mental energy to shoot this purple thunder, which dispersed the rather handsome falcon in just an instant.

"A temporary surge in blood energy will indeed improve physical fitness and enhance resistance to evil spirits."

Just as Goldman Sachs was frowning secretly and thinking of a way to deal with it, the laughter stopped abruptly and he only stared at a pair of dark eyes.

Ordinarily, if you drink this kind of thing continuously in a short period of time, it will easily damage your mind.

Goldman Sachs, who was fighting wildly along the mountain road, paused. He felt a cold wind that corroded the bones and marrow hit his neck, and the sinister voice passed into his ears.

Ji Nian sits cross-legged on the broad branches of an old tree with a crooked neck on the edge of the cliff.

He was stunned for a moment, and even forgot to breathe, but he was not just a simple character after all. He turned his head and slashed horizontally, steadily, accurately and cruelly, creating a wave of sword wind in an instant.

Goldman Sachs did not dodge or evade, and insisted on drinking the psychotropic potion.

"Bear!"

Ji Nianxin said.

Goldman Sachs, who was slowly coming to his senses, asked in his mind that the protective copper coin tied around his neck with a red rope had been broken into pieces and completely damaged.

In the duel just now, he seemed to be evenly matched with Lao Zongzi, but in fact, he was at a disadvantage from the beginning and was just struggling to hold on.

"But in the same way, a sudden increase in strength and a surge of blood will also affect the character of most people."

[Colorful Play], the calendar named it "Goldman Sachs Happy Card".

The most important thing is that this magical power is still free.

"Everything has two sides, nothing is either good or bad."

Goldman Sachs, who was in severe pain all over his body, subconsciously cursed. Then he was so shocked that he nodded and read again with a crooked mouth.

On this point, Chronicle and Goldman Sachs have the same view.

"That's it?"

The figure seemed to be unable to dodge, and was hit by the knife. Its big head flew out instantly, pulling out a long dark red ribbon.

Except for a few reckless men, there are very few players who have real fights with others.

I have to use this defensive card to block this purple thunder.

The blazing flames made Goldman Sachs's already green complexion even greener.

Before he finished speaking, Zi Lei broke through his defense and splashed him all over like a basin of ice water.

But now that the matter has come to this, it is obvious that he is not allowed to think too much.

He fell straight to the crooked old locust tree on the side of the road, squatted down on each branch, his blood-stained eyes were gloomy.

"Strong man, be careful!"

Goldman Sachs' pupils widened slightly, and he subconsciously touched the eagle on his shoulder, but it was in vain.

But he suffered a big loss because of the eagerness of the protector.

For leaders like Jiannian and Goldman Sachs, their paper bodies are comparable to iron sheets and are as easy to leak as cheap toilet paper.

"What kind of method is this?"

In addition, he also has no less than a hundred green defense cards affixed to his body.

Without this thing, even if the bald old man took action in time, he would probably be eliminated on the spot if he was struck by lightning.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

In fact, he is sitting firmly on the fifth floor and is still thinking of bad moves to climb up.

It was at this critical moment of hesitation that the purple lightning struck.

Fortunately, the bald old master had quick hands and quick eyes, and at the cost of having his arm torn off by Brother Zongzi, he used his own characteristic [Lightning Thunder] to forcefully lure the purple thunder raging around Goldman Sachs into the body of [Leopard Eater Eagle Head].

"Money for protection? Killing ghosts?"

"Liang Shanbo, what is the origin of that thunder? Why is it so powerful?"

"If you don't use all your strength..."

After only a dozen cuts, Goldman Sachs became out of breath after taking three doses of Kaling.

"Your blood food must be shared with the little golden silkworm..."

Just now, he deliberately released Brother Zongzi, who did not hide his appetite, and forced Goldman Sachs to the third level.

It is difficult to guarantee the safety of your own card master with just a blue three-star [Leopard Eater Eagle Head].

The bald old man let out a weird laugh.

Goldman Sachs was interrupted by the sudden loud shouting in his ears.

Just hearing a "boom", feathers with a hint of metallic color flew away in all directions.

But having said that, Goldman Sachs was born into a wealthy family and was covered with self-defense cards, so he certainly had no shortage of illusion-type defense methods.

"This boy really cherishes his life."

Steadyness will guarantee a thousand years of life, but recklessness will hardly lead to a crown.

Looking down at the ground, there is no paper figure in sight, only leaves that have been cut into two ends.

"Harmful……"

After a while, I only felt numbness and numbness, and felt vaguely comfortable.

Liang Shanbo replied seriously: "It's called [Killing Ghosts]."

But now that the matter was at this point, he couldn't care so much anymore.

If the equivalent value is converted to the level of the card master's cultivation level, it would be very difficult to break even silver.

Although I haven't been able to break through because I haven't completed the advanced tasks, it still has some magical power.

This protective copper coin card was given by his brother.

His eyes fell towards Brother Zongzi and the bald old man.

"thump."

How could the calendar give him this opportunity? He just silently recited the mantra "Thunder and thunder, kill ghosts and subdue spirits. Kill demons and ward off evil spirits, and keep the spirit pure forever", and a purple thunder shot out from the square hole of the copper coin.

Units of purple quality and below are difficult to crack.

"It can make a stubborn person not cowardly, and a sleazy person look like a warrior. It can also make people who have been restrained and depressed for a long time temporarily lose their rationality and relax their minds."

The equipment is also very rich.

The dim light floats around me, like a little green man emerging from a special effects room in a movie.

The strange sound of cuckoo is weird and scary.

Upon seeing this, Goldman Sachs' eyes moved slightly, turned his head, and met a pair of completely dark eyes with no whites at all.

"What's wrong with me marrying a wife?"

"You don't really think that I added blood to you just for fun."

He looked relaxed on his face, but silently took a few steps back.

Only then did he realize that he... seemed to have been tricked.
To be continued...