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Chapter 1301

silence.

Chen Yang, Guan Yun, Tang Yan, and Tang Que looked at each other in confusion.

After a long while, Guan Yun asked tentatively: "Try again?"

"Um!"

Guan Yun was still in the lead, but this time it was Chen Yangduan who was behind, with two beauties in the middle.

There are two differences from before.

First, they did not cross the village again and walk into the fog from the human bone china kiln.

Mainly subconsciously, Chen Yang and the others didn't want to see that devil's cave-like porcelain kiln again, or the mouth of the kiln that swallowed up living people like a bloody mouth.

The second difference is that they are no longer simply walking.

First, Guan Yun, who was walking at the front, made a hand seal and gave a low drink. Immediately, a ghost head appeared above his head, roaring into the mist in all directions.

Accompanied by the roar, invisible ripples vibrated continuously, and the mist was like boiling and like a blender. If there was any mystery hidden inside, it would probably be smashed into pieces.

"What a powerful idea!"

"It seems to have some kind of incense power."

Chen Yang was surprised and curious.

Inside the ghost head, not only did he not feel the spooky and strange atmosphere, but there was a faint smell of incense. In a trance, he felt as if he saw many people kneeling down devoutly and offering incense respectfully.

This kind of pure incense power, without any impurities, Chen Yang had only seen in the Dragon Lord Temple and the Dragon Girl Temple, and even the feeling in the Dragon Girl Temple was a little inferior.

"What did Guan Yun do just now?"

"Mysterious."

Chen Yang secretly pouted.

When Guan Yun was casting a spell to summon the ghost head, Chen Yangming vaguely noticed that he made a rather large movement.

However, the fog obscured his vision, and the Tang sisters in the middle tacitly blocked it side by side, so Chen Yang could not see clearly.

It wasn't just Guan Yun who used unusual means. The Tang sisters scolded each other, held each other's hands, and threw two rings.

"Huh?"

Chen Yang's eyes widened again.

He discovered that he had underestimated the Qintian Prison organization before. It was indeed a powerful force that could replace the imperial court in suppressing all kinds of monsters and monsters, sitting side by side with the array of swords and guns represented by the King of Zhenbei.

The rings released by the Tang sisters were originally hung on their Hao wrists. They looked like bracelets inlaid with various colored gemstones such as turquoise and lapis lazuli.

But as soon as they left the wrist, the two bracelets expanded rapidly, with a psychedelic halo lingering on them, constantly swallowing, like sickles, constantly harvesting everything in their path.

Whether it is a shrub, a big tree, or a stone, everything is broken.

The severed head is like a water jet used in industry on earth, extremely soft yet extremely strong.

What's even weirder is that the two rings keep crossing each other in the air. Through this crossing, large areas are divided, and even the fog is broken into pieces.

However, no matter how they are intertwined, they can never leave the gap or collide with each other, making them soundless and doubly terrifying.

"Concentric rings!"

Inexplicably, the name of this magical weapon appeared in Chen Yang's mind.

Even if you miss, it's not far off.

Chen Yang instantly grasped the essence of it. If it weren't for the twins Tang Yan and Tang Que who were born with the same spiritual connection, their methods would probably not be enough to control such a powerful magical weapon.

After each of them used their methods, Guan Yun, Tang Yan, and Tang Que obviously did not look back, but Chen Yang could feel invisible eyes watching him, as if carefully observing what tricks he would come up with.

Chen Yang shrugged his shoulders, and while keeping up with the pace in front of him, he imagined a hibiscus tree standing at the place where the sun rises, its leaves burning like fire, and a golden crow with three legs flying out from the hibiscus tree and leaping into the sky.

A red sun travels across the sky.

one two three......

up to the perfect number of nine.
Chapter completed!
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