Jiang Chen drank a lot of chicken soup in his previous life, and when he started to fool people, he always had a complete set of tricks.
Bullshit magical powers are useless and don’t need to be taken too seriously. Without powerful magical powers, do you still want to climb to the top of the Tao? He had been beaten to death on the road long ago.
Magical powers, especially powerful ones, are quite useful. At least they can ensure your own safety. For monks, Tao is not false at all, but life is the most important thing.
You can talk about other things only if you save your life.
Otherwise, everything is empty talk.
After listening to Jiang Chen's words, Sun Wukong thought thoughtfully: "You are a young thief, but you have a lot of experience."
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Not to mention how the two communicated, let's just say that as the seven nail-headed arrows were deployed, the remnant soul of the wolf on Langjuxu Mountain gradually began to be affected.
Uncle Shanyu wore his hair loose and held a sword, his steps were strong and he made seals on his books and talismans. He worshiped for three to five days in a row until he worshiped the remnant soul of the gray wolf until his heart was like burning hair and his mind was like frying. He had no way to go, and he was under the innate Kun tree. Running back and forth, scratching his head and ears.
After half a month, Cang Lang's remnant soul felt dizzy, and he fell into a deep sleep, unconscious, but he didn't know it.
Affected by the magical power, the remnant soul of Cang Lang fell into a deep sleep. If he couldn't wake up in time, he might never wake up.
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Canglang's remnant soul was not in good condition, and so was Uncle Shan Yu.
Although the technique was not completed, the backlash had already arrived. If Jiang Chen hadn't been vigilant and transferred the power of the backlash to the Heavenly Sacrifice Golden Man in time, he would have died.
But even so, the backlash took half of his life and destroyed his luck.
Click click click...
In this way, two or three days later, there was a sudden sound of breaking in the camp, which could not stop being heard.
Jiang Chen followed the sound and saw that dozens of cracks, large and small, appeared on the bodies of the three golden men offering sacrifices to the sky, just like porcelain. The luck carried by him has also been reduced by half.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "Damn it, that wolf has fallen into this field, and its energy is not exhausted yet, and it is still protected by powerful luck. The luck on these three golden men, I'm afraid The curse cannot kill him."
The seven nail-headed arrows require continuous casting for twenty-one days before the opponent can be cursed to death. But now, only eighteen days have passed, and the caster is about to die. Judging from this, this magical power may be broken.
Without any hesitation, Jiang Chen made an immediate decision and decided to activate his magical power directly. Even if he couldn't kill the wolf, he could still seriously injure it.
It's said to be twenty-one days, but it doesn't necessarily have to be twenty-one days. It's just that if you cast the spell at this time, the opponent will definitely die. But if you do it in advance, you may not be able to curse the opponent to death, you may only be able to seriously injure him.
However, judging from the current situation of the remnant soul of the gray wolf, if he is seriously injured, it will be no different from death.
Entering the camp, Jiang Chen took out a small mulberry branch bow and three mulberry branch arrows, and handed them to Uncle Shanyu: "At noon today, shoot them with these arrows."
Uncle Shanyu was bewitched by Sun Wukong's magical power. He had no intention of rejecting Jiang Chen's order. He took the mulberry branch bow and arrow and said, "Yes!"
Needless to say, the small mulberry-branched bow and arrow were made by Jiang Chen from hibiscus wood.
When the two of them were waiting in the tent at noon, they didn't realize that the sun was already at the top of the sky. At this time, Uncle Shan Yu cleans his hands and picks up his bow and arrow. Jiang Chen said: "Hit the left eye first."
Uncle Shanyu followed his orders and was hit in the left eye first.
Here in the Han camp, arrows were fired at the straw man. Over there, the remnant soul of the gray wolf in Langjuxu Mountain just screamed and closed his left eye.
Then, at Jiang Chen's signal, Uncle Shan Yu fired two more arrows, hitting the straw man's right eye and heart respectively.
After shooting three arrows, the remnant soul of the gray wolf suddenly screamed and woke up. At the same time, his body began to collapse, turning into little bits of light and dissipating.
But at this moment, the Xiantian Kunmu burst out with bright light, spurting out an extremely rich life essence, forcibly immobilizing Cang Lang's shattered soul.
However, Cang Lang was originally a remnant soul and was extremely weak. Now he was attacked by the seven nail-headed arrows, and his injuries were aggravated. Even with the full rescue of Xiantian Kunmu, he was unable to recover.
You can see that although the life essence is trying its best to maintain the illusory figure of Cang Lang, his remnant soul is still disintegrating, escaping and fading away.
His breath was falling, his body was becoming more unreal, and he was going to die.
Even if the innate Kunmu is in hand, it can only delay the arrival of the wolf's death, but it cannot change the final outcome.
The gray wolf, which has been lingering since ancient times, is finally coming to the end of its life at this moment.
It was also at this time that Cang Lang finally figured out why he had ended up in this situation.
It’s the Seven Arrows with Nail Head!
As a Canglang, he can naturally recognize the origin of this magical power. So, I heard him roar angrily, shaking the whole world.
"ah!"
"Seven Arrows with Nail Head!"
"Rat, how dare you use evil magic to harm me!"
After saying that, a layer of cyan flame suddenly ignited on the body of Cang Lang's remnant soul. At the same time, the innate Kunmu spurted out more life essence and poured into the body of Cang Lang's remnant soul.
Risk your life!
Knowing that he must die, Canglang decided to risk his life and sacrifice everything he had in exchange for a chance to take action, so that he could drag his opponent to death together.
real version,
Even if I die, I won't make it easy for you!
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At the same time, in the camp, after Uncle Shanyu shot three arrows, Jiang Chen turned around and retreated without thinking. As soon as his front foot left, the powerful counterattack from his back foot arrived.
But seeing an invisible force sweeping in, the three golden men who offered sacrifices to the sky were the first to bear the brunt, and they turned into powder and scattered in the wind.
Then, Uncle Shan Yu seemed to have been deprived of time, rapidly growing old and decaying, turning directly into ashes.
Finally, that force destroyed everything in the camp, including the lantern made by the Great Sun God, the little man made of Netherworld grass, the bow and arrow made of mulberry branches, etc., and then disappeared.
"The wolf is not dead!"
Looking back and seeing this scene, Jiang Chen concluded.
Just the backlash of luck cannot be so powerful. This is the backlash after the failure of magical power. How powerful the magical power is, how strong the backlash will be.
For a moment, Jiang Chen's heart was filled with joy. Fortunately, it was not him who used the magical power, otherwise he would have been in big trouble.
However, even if the wolf was not dead, the situation would not be easy after suffering such a heavy blow.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen greeted the monkey: "Monkey, let's go and see how the wolf is doing."
However, while he was speaking, the wolf had turned into a silver rainbow and galloped towards the direction of the two of them.
"die!"
In the distance, the wolf's voice full of resentment was heard, echoing between heaven and earth.
brush……
The wolf was very fast. One moment it was still in the horizon, but the next moment it appeared in front of everyone.
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Also, this plot is finally coming to an end, let’s write about the harvest in the next chapter.
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