The ghost of Xiangjiang is already struggling to stop the teacher, I can be sure of that.

When he was dragged to the ground by the self-in-charge master and dragged all the way, he also greeted the old ancestor for help, do not rush to fight him, and first drag the bastard.

The ancestors were not fools, he knew the priorities of things, not to mention that we and the free teachers would score a life and death sooner or later, and revenge was not in a hurry.

"Chase!!" cried the Xiangjiang ghost suddenly, reminding the ancestors not to drag him close to him with brute force, and if he wanted to control the actions of the free master, he must use some other way.

I do not know what the two chains that are tethered to the Master are, but in any case, the two chains are not all-goods, they are definitely a very strong device, and they are still related to the ancients.

Far away, I could feel the ancient atmosphere hidden above the chain.

I think it’s not offensive, but it’s a lot more capable of holding the enemy than I thought it would be.

If this chain is good to deal with, the self-master will not be able to break free long ago?

“Stop it for me!”

The old ancestor roared, held out his hand to tugged at the two chains, grasped one on the left and right, and tugged hard, almost instantly, let the Master stop his feet.

At this moment, the ancestors were completely angry, and he wanted to kill the teacher directly.

Unfortunately, the current situation does not allow it, and he does not have this ability, so all the anger of the ancestors can only be vented in the self-direction.

"Don't force me..." said freely without turning back, the voice had become trembling, not because of nervousness and fear, but like falling into a neurotic state, the whole person's expression has changed, looking crazy is very abnormal.

When they found this, the ancestors and the Xiangjiang ghosts were somewhat heavy, and it seemed that they felt something, and they became as alert as the enemy.

In the process, I also continue to pry the black metal octahedron, but as it gradually shakes, the state of the star gate has become more and more strange.

It seemed that it would always open, and what was behind the door was constantly hitting the stone door, although the trembling was not large, but it could be clearly seen at my distance.

“Fuck off!”

I tried my best to pry the black metal octahedron, the two arms were green, the voice of the speech could not help but tremble, and the ancient atmosphere in my body was also moving at a rapid pace, evenly divided into two parts.

One was scattered to the limbs, strengthening my strength as much as possible, and the other was pouring into the knife to resist the erosion of the black metal on the knife.

Now I see that black metal has a role in eroding corruption and rotting for air and body, but for metal knives that also belong to dead things, it has lost such a effect.

If the knife is stronger, or transformed into a physical artifact crowbar, I can't tell you that I can pry out the black metal without ancient gas.

But now the situation makes me very helpless, the knife is tough, but also hard enough, but in the case of my full strength, it is not enough to resist my strength.

With a prying effort, eight out of ten will be broken, so it can only increase its strength by virtue of the role of ancient gas, external forces.

I have to say that using a knife to pry it is much easier than pulling it out with my hand.

It is no wonder that Archimedes said that giving him a fulcrum, that he could pry up the whole earth, although this is a bit exaggerated, but it is indeed reasonable...

“Give it out...” I licked it with my teeth, only to hear it, and the black metal was pryed out for the most part by me in an instant, and the rest of the small part remained in the groove, as if it was glued, and it was easy to pry out.

But this movement is enough for me, at least gave me some confidence, this thing can be pryed out is only a matter of time...

The movement on my side, the self-master can also see.

Xiangjiang ghost and the old ancestor's expression is very excited, it is estimated that the victory is in front of the eyes, and the free teacher is also panicked, watching me prying ferrous metal, his face in addition to nervousness is afraid.

Your mother knows how to be afraid!

“Get out of here!”

Since the teacher roared, many black spikes appeared on his body, which seemed to be drilled out of his body, and looked at it as if the hedgehog had become refined.

Without waiting for their ancestors to react, the spikes were as if they had been stimulated, and with a burst of emptiness, they flew out in all directions.

That kind of scene is more frightening, even the ancestors can only choose to avoid the front, loose a chain, quickly pick up the giant knife crazy wave, spell the life of each sharp thorn.

Take advantage of this opportunity, the master has no intention of love war, go straight to me rushed over, the only chain can not control him, even the ancestors have been pulled to my side to run.

“Olivia, are you okay?”

At this time, the old man's voice suddenly came, almost the next second, I saw the old man and others ran out of the woods, everyone was a bloody look like a bath with blood.

Seeing my strange posture hanging on the star gate, and then looking at the ancestors they were fighting to stop the teacher, without us saying anything more, the old man naturally understood the situation in the field.

At this time, the only people I could see were the grandfather, the dragon elephant, the seven treasures, the Miao Wu people, and the Wu Xian Buddha.

Everyone on our side was fine, but they were injured, but no one died.

But the four people brought by the ancestors...the spider boy and the killer died unexpectedly... why is the ugly child and the son-in-law missing?

"My man?" asked the old ancestor, in a hurry, and when he saw that only the grandfather had come, the old ancestor could not help but panic: "Has something happened again?"

"The old fish said to be ready."The old man shook his head: "They will come soon, let me bring you a word, they are all very good, you don't worry."

Hearing this, the ancestors could not help but froze, as if to realize what they wanted to do, and the expression suddenly became tense.

“Are they...”

Without waiting for the old ancestor to say the words behind him, the roar of the Lord of the children suddenly came from all sides.

If the light wants to judge the direction of Master Pu from the position of the sound, it is almost impossible, because his voice comes from many directions in an instant, and he cannot judge his correct position.

“Master, you are still in the life of our countrymen!”

When the voice of the Lord of the children came out, the valley where we were in became moist at the speed seen by the naked eye, as if the water ooze out of the soil, as if it had just experienced a heavy rain, and the ground could be seen everywhere.

Suddenly, a problem came up in my mind.

If every alien has his own unique ability, then the spider boy is the spirit, the soul is different from ordinary people, the killing ghost is heavy, the body is very strong, the ugly child is a little similar to the killing ghost... The only person I don't know is the only one who is the master.

What is his ability?

From the appearance, his ability ... should be related to water.

The land-based fisherman, even if it is out of water, belongs to the water itself.

“Old fisherman!You are crazy, aren’t you?”

At this time, the ancestors seemed to be stimulated by something, and shouted in a hurry, and the panic in the tone was more than angry.

"I'm still fine!Everything has me now!It’s not your turn to take a shot!Give me your breath!Quickly!”

With the voice of the ancestors, I found that the moist mud floor gradually bubbled, like hot boiling water, and even made a groove.

The self-master is also like being affected by these visions, not to mention running, that is, to lift the legs forward slowly, which is also difficult to do.

The moist mud is like a swamp, but others have not encountered this situation, only as the enemy's free division, slowly sinking down half a meter, both feet are caught in it.

“The ancestors...even you are working hard... how can we future generations stand by and watch...”

The Lord smiled bitterly, and the voice of the speech gradually trembled.

“I want to die in my own self... I want him to give the little devil their lives... don’t kill him with my own hands... I don’t hate it!”