Although the mirror pointed out the weakness of the silk bottle, I am afraid Lin Yang has no chance to benefit because of the time.

Just as he looked at the demon mirror to inquire about the situation, the silk bottle floated in the sky with a jerk and a hair flick, and it swooped toward Linyang at an extremely fast speed.
Don’t say that this silk bottle must have been boastful when he was still a human being. It’s not hard to see that he shook his head and brushed his hair when he attacked …
"Jo-"
With a shrill scream, the silk bottle rushed to Lin Yang in an instant under the cover of a blood fog and blood flowers. His mouth with yellow teeth and a foul smell was about to bite Lin Yang’s cheek.
"Jie Jie is the most active, chewy and delicious facial skin except for the heart. Today, I’m going to eat a big meal and then swallow the target after eating you." In his eyes, Lin Yang smiled smugly and had become his ration. He never thought that Lin Yang was not an ordinary person, but a soul repair. When the foul mouth of the silk bottle was about to bite, Lin Yang’s left hand lifted and shouted, "The big dipper kills the evil seven stars."
A touch of bright starlight accompanied by a surge of fierce murderous look suddenly appeared condensed into a handle made up of seven copper coins, and the Big Dipper sword appeared in Lin Yang’s left hand.
The tip of the sword happened to point to the eyebrows of Silk Bottle.
Just like the essence, the sharp murderous look stung the silk bottle with a splitting headache, which also made him horrified. Quickly, he flew backwards and pulled away from Lin Yang.
"Money sword? Are you an exorcist? " Silk bottle stare big eyes glared at Lin Yang eyeball inside instantaneous was full of angry bloodshot look deep red a very scary.
Although this silk vase is the product of witchcraft in Southeast Asia, it has been in China for more than 20 years with Gu Yi ‘an. He not only speaks poor Chinese, but also knows things with China characteristics, such as money sword and Taoist priest.
Lin Yang didn’t talk nonsense with him. His left hand held the Big Dipper sword and his right hand temporarily put the demon mirror back in Yushan, and took out three or five LeiFu.
The effect of dealing with evil things is much higher than that of other symbols, which is why Tianshi Road in Longhu Mountain strives to develop Leifu instead of other symbols.
From the moment of its birth, the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Tianshi Road has listed its own purpose. Although it has been inherited for thousands of years, today’s Tianshi Road has lost its glory as early as the abyss for various reasons. Even the real practitioners may not be able to leave a few, but many of their theories, including some symbols, have flowed out through various channels and been absorbed by other sects. For example, Lin Yang now makes the five symbols come from the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Tianshi Road, and Lin Yang immediately flies to meet the silk bottle with a wave of his right hand.
A cluster of deep blue flames appeared on the yellowed paper, which ignited the three symbols and released the thunder force contained in them.
In the scratching stream, three full bowls are thick and ferocious, and the mighty thunder dragon appears in the bloody night.
LeiFu Dan not the kui is a special to restrain evil. As soon as three LeiJiao dragons appeared, they evaporated the blood flowers flying around into fog and intertwined them with blood fog. At first glance, these three LeiJiao dragons seemed to be swimming in a sea of blood, and they couldn’t say how powerful and domineering they were. As soon as they appeared, they jumped at the silk bottle and bared their teeth, threatening to tear it to pieces. "Tianshi Daowu LeiFu? You this little consumption turned out to be a heavenly teacher. "
I didn’t expect this silk bottle to know quite a lot, even knowing Tianshi Road and Five Leifu.
"I didn’t expect that there was a monk lurking around the target, but you are still a little too young. Although you know how to control the five Leifu, you can’t resist me." Silk bottle soon calmed down from surprise. He smiled with a jaw-dropping smile and shuttled freely in the three Leilong joint offensives.
Silk bottles are even faster than thunder. No wonder he dares to say that Lin Yang can’t stand it. When he saw this, Lin Yang lit two more five-thunder symbols.
Driving five thunder dragons at the same time is his limit now, but the attack network composed of five thunder dragons still can’t get stuck.
But Lin Yang can’t stand the silk bottle, and the silk bottle can’t stand him either. After getting rid of the thunder dragon, Silk bottle tried to attack Lin Yang several times, which ate this hateful and troubled Taoist priest. Unfortunately, they were all beaten back by Lin Yang’s big dipper sword, wind operator, inflammation operator and other instruments.
Silk bottle and Lin Yang are in a stalemate, and when no one can resist anyone, no one can lose anyone, they pass by quickly in this process …
For Lin Yang, the stalemate is a good thing. Although he can’t clean up the silk bottle, he will win if he drags it until dawn, because silk bottle is afraid of the sun. If silk bottle doesn’t return to his hiding place before dawn and is illuminated by the sun, he will rot in a blink of an eye and gradually turn into a pool of blood. Not only will the head and body disappear completely, but even the soul will fly away, and there will be no chance of reincarnation. Silk bottle is clearly aware of his weaknesses.
After a stalemate with Lin Yang, he decided to change his strategy.
"I hate small expenses and I will fight with you."
In the angry roar, the silk bottle once again penetrated the network of five thunder dragons and rushed to Linyang, posing as a posture to storm.
Lin Yang didn’t dare to neglect his left hand holding an inflammatory explosive operator, and his right hand clenched the Big Dipper sword to prepare for a fierce battle, but he didn’t think that it was just before he was about to rush to the front, when the silk bottle suddenly rose to a high height and quickly jumped up. "Jie Jie, do you have a small consumption?" I’m not in the mood to play with you anymore. "
A loud silk bottle smashed the glass window on the second floor of the clinic and tried to rush to the operating room from the second floor.
This guy turned out to be a feint Lin Yang, but the real goal was that people in Zeng’s clinic were "bad" Lin Yang, and he realized that he had turned around and ran towards the operating room when his face changed.
Although he runs fast, he doesn’t fly as fast as Silk Bottle. Just when he rushed into the clinic, Silk Bottle had already arrived in the operating room.
I saw a head with long hair and no body suddenly flying in front of me, grinning at myself. Dr. Zeng felt that the white body in his brain was so cold that he couldn’t help shivering and exclaimed, "This … what is this? How can a head fly? Ghost … Ghost! "
Gao was also startled by the appearance of silk bottle.
But after all, he died once, so he calmed down and quickly pulled out his body. When he pulled the trigger, a few shots were fired at the silk bottle.
"You want to hurt me with a pistol?" Silk bottle does not flash, does not avoid opening its mouth and spews out a thick blood fog, which makes the bullets shrouded in the blood fog.
This blood fog not only blocked the high-altitude projectiles, but also corroded them and wiped them out in an instant.
"find the target"
Turned to look at the Kose Luo bottle with blood in its eyes, and its flight speed suddenly accelerated a few minutes towards the high disease.
Chapter 333 Careless
The silk bottle flew to the front of the tall body in a blink of an eye, so that he would come without responding. He could watch the silk bottle open wide and his mouth was full of foul smell and bite at his neck.
Although Gao’s body is not a real body, but Lin Yang refined it for him, there is still blood flowing in this jade body. After all, this body is made of chalcedony, and Ming Xi and others are transformed into flesh and blood.
At once, blood gushed out from the wound at Goldberg’s neck with the bite of the bottle.