how so?

"It must be the special ability of the evil talisman."

"Tie us in one, hurting it is hurting ourselves!"

Fang Bei's eyes flashed, and after combining keywords such as hair, red rope, and inseparableness in his mind, he had a vague answer in his mind.

But before verification, guessing is just guessing.

"No, it is devouring our vitality and spiritual power!"

Chu Ping'an's expression suddenly changed. He was a little panicked when facing this situation for the first time.

The situation is indeed very critical now.

The Sichuan character sword he sacrificed with his second level of cultivation could not hurt the evil spirits at all, and the possibility of other methods being useful was slim.

Besides, he didn't dare to take action at will, otherwise he would probably be the one who was injured.

Then the question is...

what to do?

Although he is strong, his vitality and spiritual power can be swallowed by evil spirits for a long time, if he does not get rid of the entanglement of his hair, he will sooner or later be sucked into a person and fucked.

At this time, he naturally thought of Fang Bei.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the latter took a deep breath, and finally left the wooden box with his hands, and suddenly grabbed the hair tie wrapped around him.

The muscles on the arm bulged high, and it turned out like a tug of war, pulling the evil spirits floating in the air towards me bit by bit!

The power of the evil spirit in the hair bun is not small, and it is above most first-level monsters.

Ordinary human practitioners should not think of taking advantage of this.

In fact, the tool man with weak physical combat power was dragged directly from the ground and hung in the air.

However, this evil spirit met Fang Bei today.

No matter how strong the evil power is, it will never be an opponent of the power of the Three Elephants.

Even though the evil spirit of the hair was unwilling to resist, no matter how much he resisted, he still approached Fangbei little by little.

Until the end, he grabbed the body directly in his hands.

No matter how you look at it, you are like a weak little girl, bullied by a bully...

"Can this still happen?" Chu Ping'an was dumbfounded.

It's simply a demonstration of the textbook level of one force to reduce ten powers!

Bang!

Fang Bei's fist was surrounded by a faint jade talisman light, and he punched the evil spirit's hair bun and smashed it into the floor.

The faint light on the bun was flashing, and a wisp of black smoke flew out.

This is an evil thought among evil spirits, like the soul of a living being.

Fang Bei himself trembled suddenly, as if he was hit by a huge hammer.

Just like Chu Ping'an's previous experience, he also suffered backlash while attacking the evil spirit.

However, Fang Bei also discovered that as he punched the evil spirit just now, the feeling of being one with him was reduced a lot after the evil thoughts dissipated.

Fang Bei only pondered for a moment, then waved his arm again and punched him fiercely.

Sure enough, the second evil thought like black smoke drifted out, and the backlash that Fang Bei suffered was also weakened a lot.

"Attacking the evil spirit body can weaken the effect of the evil talisman!"

With this in mind, Fang Bei transformed into a tyrannosaurus, and fired his bows from left to right, punching one after another, and the sound of thumping was endless, and the gravel and dust on the ground splashed.

It was not until a deep pit was smashed into the hard stone floor and no evil thoughts floated out of the bun that I finally stopped.

Feeling the astonishing gaze from all directions, one of which is very special...

Fang Bei reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth because of the backlash, looked up and grinned at the tool man: "Senior Brother Chu laughed, but I am actually very gentle."

"Oh." The tool man nodded dullly.

Fang Bei frowned: "Don't you believe it?"

The tool man instinctively took a step back: "Believe...Believe."

Fang Bei frowned even more: "Don't speak, you, me, and him."

Toolman: "…"

Fang Bei did not tease him anymore, and then took out the body of the evil hair from the stone pit he smashed himself, and took it in his hand to observe the runes woven from the hair with divine consciousness.

"Same-generation talisman?!"

"The red rope knots, the white hair is not separated..."

After a moment, Fang Bei discovered the name, attributes, and all the causes and effects related to the hair bun.

A surprise flashed in his expression, but it was mixed with a bit of indescribable complexity.

The same-generation symbol, as its name, is born and die together.

The complete runes allow evil hair to be connected to someone, and their lives are connected.

Therefore, no matter how powerful Chu Ping'an's sword energy is, it will not hurt his hair at all.

All the damage was passed on to him by the mystery of the talisman of life and death.

After Fang Bei grabbed the evil spirit body into his hand, he bombarded it with his fist, but it just hit its weakness.

Any runes on evil spirits need to be activated by evil thoughts to stimulate power.

Therefore, whenever Fang Bei's fist with talisman power blasted a wisp of evil thoughts in his hair bun, the power of the talisman of life and death was weakened by a little, and the backlash he suffered naturally decreased.

Therefore, with its strong vitality and defense, Fang Bei resisted the backlash and destroyed all the evil thoughts.

Let the evil spirit "soul" die, leaving only the complete bun to keep it as the body.

"Good Talisman, it's very valuable!"

Fang Bei's eyes were emitting a bright light, and he wondered if this evil talisman could sell the bronze mirror of Zihe Village at a better price.

The co-generation talisman can forcefully share the lives of oneself and others. If it is an enemy, you will not dare to do anything to yourself.

When fighting, it is not difficult to deal with.

The hair bun is just a first-level evil spirit, but it almost makes the tool of the second-level cultivation tool helpless, which shows that this talisman has the potential to help practitioners fight beyond the level.

What's more, when there is only half a sport, there is actually a mutated sacred power, which allows the evil spirit of the hair to control other people's hair.

Although it is not very useful to practitioners, it is also a selling point.

After a while, seeing that the hair bun was not born in Fang Bei's hands, the Lin family completely let go of their hearts.

Butler Lin still cautiously stepped forward to confirm: "Sir, this evil spirit... has it been subjugated?"

Fang Bei nodded gently: "The evil thoughts have been killed, and it will not harm others anymore."

Butler Lin felt his neck, which was strangled with bloodstains, and sighed relieved: "That's good, that's good..."

Fang Bei looked at him and asked in a deep voice: "Did your Lin family have ever been a woman who was unjustly killed because of love?"

"You, why are you..."

Butler Lin's expression changed drastically: "Is it related to this?"

His expression changed again and again, but he never answered Fang Bei's question positively.

At this time, weak footsteps came from behind, but the eldest son of the Lin family came out with the help of his servant.

It can be seen that after being eliminated from the evil spirit and drinking the tool talisman potion, the whole person's condition was much better than before.

"It's all my fault!"
Chapter completed!