Historical information about Jiuju and Yi began to appear on the big screen. I don’t know who organized these yellowed historical information, but they are all products of that era. Video tapes without color and color give people a greater visual impact.

There are many trembling scenes in the film, including those who are used to curse the role, and all of them die miserably.

These disciples of Jiuju's disciples seemed to have no mercy. They were proud of their spells torture even more.

After watching this documentary, Zhang Bowen couldn't help but look ashen: "Boss, where did you find this?"

"This is a photo shoot of Jiuju, who likes photography. At that time, the Japanese were not familiar with cameras, so they have never taken any precautions. This video tape is also the only top-secret information about Jiuju, which has been passed down in the world!" Pan Hongsheng pointed the screen meaningfully and instantly frozen the screen.

A woman in the picture looks beautiful, wearing white powder makeup and stuffing a snake into the victim's mouth.

"This woman is called Jiu Ju Chun. It can be said to be the ancestor of Jiu Ju Zhenhong now. Their curses can be said to be in line with each other. The method of being cursed is not the style of Jiu Ju's one sect, but you can curse without your own essence, blood and hair. So when dealing with such people, you should be careful and keep a low profile!" Pan Hongsheng looked at Zhang Bowen who was embarrassed and was really amused and crying.

He could even guess what the other person's expression was when he saw the photo.

But the matter has already happened, and even no matter how much you blame Zhang Bowen, it will be useless.

According to the information, this curse technique was originally a kind of war dance in ancient times, but it was gradually lost. I don’t know why Jiuju and his sect also incorporated it into their own system, but in fact it is a technique to practice Taoism.

This method of energy transfer is very strange. The time it takes is very fixed and harsh. It can only be carried out late at night every day, and the time it takes is very short, and it cannot be carried out except at that moment every day.

Fighting with such an opponent is really a torture. Pan Hongsheng knew that if he didn't pay attention to any details, he might get into trouble. Not only himself, but also the people around him were covered with curses.

The best choice is to fight quickly!

If you fight against such enemies, if you fight a tug-of-war, you will go crazy first.

After being defeated by his subordinates, Jiuju Maru finally began to prepare to take action in person.

She knelt in the altar, wearing ancient clothes, and her clothes were extremely exquisite and gorgeous, with the style and colors of the old Tang Dynasty.

The tooth god and the white ghost were both sitting in the last seat, while the other generals bowed their heads seriously, because Jiuju Zhenhong was performing pre-war sacrifices.

In fact, everyone knows that Jiuju Zhenhong has no gods at all, but she has to look like she has.

Because they all appear in the image of God's spokesperson to the outside world, many things are not decided by actual functions.

The sacrificial ceremony had already reached the last item, and Jiuju Matsuki stood up, holding Komatsu Akira ready to perform the sacrificial ritual of eight million gods.

A pair of leather shoes, step onto the clean floor.

Everyone in the shrine had slippers inside. When they saw this scene, they frowned: "Please take off your shoes and go inside!"

Not only did the other party not do as he did, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it with his feet wearing leather shoes!

Everyone in the shrine stood up and looked at the visitors with a resentful look, and several of them had already lit up their weapons.

The two guards at the door took out their pistols, but their bodies were cut off by the air blades in an instant.

"Pan Hongsheng!" One of them recognized the identity of the person who was the one they wanted to concentrate their efforts against!

Pan Hongsheng slowly turned around: "Bowen, be polite... you will dirty the walls like this."

Zhang Bowen, who was wrapped in a bandage in one hand, said angrily: "Hmph! I want to corpse all these beasts now! To relieve my hatred!"

"You guys, so brave!" The White Ghost Teeth God, who was sitting in the last seat, immediately muttered something. The White Ghost's body suddenly turned into a translucent state, and the Teeth Ghost threw the sharp weapon in his hand in the air. Countless sharp blades seemed to have life, twisted their bodies in the air and stabbed them at the two of them!

Pan Hongsheng hugged his arms, and Zhang Bowen beside him flashed out, instantly knocking down the translucent white god to the ground!

Bai Shen vomited blood in his mouth, curled up in a ball with cramps, his eyes full of incredible surprise: "How could...my invisibility..."

"Your invisibility is so bad. I thought that this level and high-speed exercise could deceive our eyes? Have you woken up from the dream?" Zhang Bowen stepped on his head! It was like a broken watermelon bursting out.

The bloody scene did not touch these Jiujumen.

These people are animals that ignore life and have always been positive about blood and killing.

"You are indeed here," Jiuju Zhenhong smiled sweetly, with a cold fox charm in her smile.

Her eyes were as gentle as a fairy, full of bewitchingness.

Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but feel his body tremble, as if it was over-electricity!

He immediately realized that the other party was using mental interference technique and immediately concentrated! The other party's magic eyes immediately became much more irritated.

But Jiuju Zhenhong didn't seem to be in a hurry. She sat down slowly and drank chrysanthemum wine.

All the sharp blades of the Tooth Ghost were slashed by Zhang Bowen in the air, and the last one was held in his hand and stabbed into the Tooth Ghost's throat.

"So amazing!" Someone clapped his hands in the other side. Pan Hongsheng turned his face and saw that he was a strong man with a wide range of eyebrows and a rough face.

This kind of person doesn't seem to be a magician, but rather a pig slaughter.

The strong man nodded at Jiuju Zhenhong, as if he was asking for a fight. Jiuju Zhenhong waved his hand lazily, and a chrysanthemum flew over, and the petals spread out into several pieces in the air, surrounding the other person's body.

"Thank you for your blessing by Lord Bitou!" The strong man looked happy. After being surrounded by chrysanthemum petals, he shouted unscrupulously and attacked Pan Hongsheng directly!

"When I don't exist?" Zhang Bowen kicked him down with a slant. This kick almost used 70% to 80% of his strength, but the other party was safe and sound.

"With the blessing of Miss Jiuju, no one can hurt me!" The strong man was quite proud.

Zhang Bowen didn't say anything, but just quietly stretched out a finger.

"What,...what does this mean?" The strong man was stunned. He didn't know what the finger meant.

"Swoosh!" A red light shot out from Zhang Bowen's finger! It was the energy that burst out from his body condensed the internal energy. The penetration power of the red light was amazing. It instantly passed through the barrier composed of those petals. The air was covered with ice slag in the moment when the barrier shattered!

The other party was penetrated by light and his eyes turned pale without breathing.
Chapter completed!