Liu Yusheng sneered and said, "What can you do to me if you succeed? I originally wanted to keep you for a while, since you are begging for death by yourself, don't blame me for being cruel."

Xiran hugged his wrist and screamed loudly, and the blood gushed could not stop it. Liu Yusheng turned a semicircle with his right hand, took out a handful of red cinnabar, sprinkled towards him, and shouted: "Soul!"

Xiran immediately became honest, his expression was dull and his eyes were dull, just like the expressions of Qu Ranran and Youpo. Although his wrists were still bleeding, he was unconscious. Liu Yusheng snapped his fingers and said coldly: "Prepaya, I want to open the door!"

Mu Wan'er was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where is the Buddha?"

"In the umbrella!" Liu Yusheng said dissatisfiedly, "You live there every day, don't you know what's inside?"

Mu Wan'er smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe, I really didn't pay attention to this. The taste inside was not good. I went to bed as soon as I entered."

"Stop talking nonsense, go and get it quickly. You can't waste Xiran's blood." Liu Yusheng said with a frown.

"But, Mu Wan'er said hesitantly, "I can't untie the seal on the umbrella, how can I get it?"

Liu Yusheng had no choice but to throw out a talisman and said, "Just take this and go there. He also said to stay and help. What are you doing to help?"

Mu Wan'er turned into a burst of blue smoke, and she floated to the oil-paper umbrella and appeared again. She held the symbol at the black umbrella and shook it, then reached out and held the black umbrella in her arms. The black umbrella did not move at all. Mu Wan'er took out a small black tower for a long time, and said happily: "Here is here!"

"Take it! Real ink trace!" Liu Yusheng urged.

Mu Wan'er quickly handed the black small tower to Liu Yusheng, who placed the tower in the center of the incense ash circle, and then put Xiran's bleeding wrist on it. A large amount of blood dripped on the black small tower, and the tower body quickly turned from black to red, all turned red and then turned black again. After seven cycles, the black small tower finally turned into a blood-red first-level pagoda.

Xiran's wrist was no longer as fierce as the bleeding started, almost falling down drop by drop, like an unclosed faucet. His face was pale, as if the blood in his body had dried up. Even so, his expression was still dull, as if it was not his own blood at all.

Liu Yusheng watched the Buddha change color and nodded with satisfaction. He was about to speak, but An Chen and Wu Qiong, who had been honest, suddenly screamed and rushed over together. An Chen flew up and kicked Liu Yusheng in the head. Wu Qiong slowly walked towards the Red Buddha.

"I'll entangle him, you destroy that thing!" An Chen shouted loudly.

When Xiran first attacked Liu Yusheng, she wanted An Chen and Wu Qiong to act together, but An Chen did not agree in order to be safe. Wu Qiong was too determined but not enough. He was already dying and really had no strength to kill. An Chen's killer nature made him calm in everything and not impulsive. Unexpectedly, after delaying this, Xiran ended up like that.

The blood in his body was drained alive. Xiran's miserable experience made An Chen and Wu Qiongtu die and fox sad. Liu Yusheng's emphasis on the Red Pagoda made An Chen realize that that thing might be the biggest key to this trip. As long as it is destroyed, the gate of the temple will not be opened, and the blood sacrifice array will not be held. Perhaps it will still be impossible to escape death at that time. Liu Yusheng will definitely kill someone to vent his anger when he is angry, but no matter what, even if he dies, he cannot make the enemy happy, and he cannot become a stepping stone for the enemy!

Liu Yusheng didn't care about An Chen's fists and kicks, and he just took it lightly. An Chen is different from Xiao Baoer. Xiao Baoer has a possession of a ghost and a blessing of spiritualism, so she can cause harm to Liu Yusheng, and her continuous attacks even left Liu Yusheng unable to fight back. But An Chen was just an ordinary person after all, although he was very skilled, the means of killing were only effective against ordinary people. He was really unable to deal with a great psychic like Liu Yusheng.

Wu Qiong slowly approached the Red Pagoda, and Liu Yusheng snorted coldly and said, "Stop him."

Mu Wan'er agreed, took off her head, turned into a black wind, and rolled Wu Qiong up and threw it into the air. Wu Qiong was half dead, but he was so scared that he was so energetic that he screamed in the sky. Liu Yusheng blocked An Chen's hand knife and said coldly: "Stop playing, there is not much time."

The black wind in the sky whistled, rolling Wu Qiong to the ground, and splitting a few black air into his mouth and nose. He was stunned and stopped moving. An Chen was concentrating on attacking Liu Yusheng, regardless of the futility of Wu Qiong, but he did not give up. He did not give up in his dictionary. If he didn't take action, he would succeed. This is his life creed!
Chapter completed!