As soon as Jiang Wenming was entangled by Fan Yan, Zhong Wudao and Xu Mile looked at each other and ran towards Meng Zhen.

"Little brother, we want to help Meng Sheng solve the Soul Emperor, and that guy will be left to you!"

Listening to Xu Maitreya's light words, Jiang Wenming frowned.

His subtitles and cards are both undead, and their bodies are made of bones and will become monsters when they come out. His talent can only work when they cooperate with the undead.

In other words, once these two guys run away, he will undoubtedly die!

As for the ten golden spirit guards left behind?

That thing can't deal with Fan Yan at all!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming took a deep breath and suddenly shouted:

"Don't worry, you can go! At worst, Jin Lingwei and I will die with him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Zhen, who was rushing toward Xu Maitre and the others, turned around and turned to Xu Maitreya. Although he did not open his eyes, a cold sweat broke out from the backs on the spot.

If the Golden Spirit Guard dies, then everyone will not be resurrected. No wonder Meng Zhen will be angry.

Seeing this, it was really unreasonable for the two of them to leave Jiang Wenming behind. Xu Mile shouted loudly on the spot:

"Wudao, go and help that guy Fan Yan can't do it. Just hold him back. It's useless if there are too many people! And..."

Xu Mile suddenly squinted her eyes and lowered her voice:

"That kid probably has a Taoist fruit on him. If you have the chance, you can take him down quietly..."

"Hmph! Even if there is, can you compare with Wang Dao? Why don't I change it with you?" Zhong Wudao seemed unwilling.

But Xu Mile smiled and said, "Then you are wrong! Think about him, a just a newcomer who just recovered, he actually owned over 100 million assets and almost endless crystals in a short period of time. In addition, this kid can turn bad luck into good fortune every time he is in trouble. There will always be unexpected events to help him get out of trouble. Do you think this kind of luck can be possessed by normal people?"

"you mean?"

Xu Maitreya snorted and said, "There is also the way of heaven above the king. If you don't take it, then we can change it. If you have the confidence to face that guy..."

"The way of heaven..."

Zhong Wudao's breathing suddenly became quicker, and his eyes turned to look at Jiang Wenming and became hot.

No wonder he always thinks something is wrong with this kid. Bai Xiang, who was optimistic about, will kill him several times, but he was accidentally disrupted. He either showed up a thousand-year-old turtle or a powerful beast in the soul cave. In the end, he was even killed by this guy!

Even when he wanted to take action secretly, the boy stepped on a banana peel and was hit by a wild boar that escaped from control. He was carried to the medical room on the spot, and a large number of people came to visit him every day...

Forget it, every time this kid goes out, he can get back a lot of broken crystals. With the mysterious card that auctioned hundreds of millions of soul coins, the characteristics of a person with this kind of luck are really too similar to the way of heaven!

The so-called way of heaven is the way of luck that even heaven must protect, commonly known as the halo of the protagonist.

Such people turn bad luck into good fortune only basic operations. The most important thing is that such people can basically not die!

If he could take this thing...

Thinking of this, Zhong Wudao suddenly remembered the black ring on Jiang Wenming's left hand.

Now only the ring and the equipment on Meng Sheng have not been transformed. It must be quite good. Maybe it is the transformation of the fruit. So...

The possibility that the boy has the law of heaven is very high!

Just then, Jiang Wenming staggered and fell to bite, but just avoided Fan Yan's salt cone thorn. Seeing this, Zhong Wudao stopped hesitating, and rushed back with a sudden brake.

luck?

Humph! It's all his from now on!

"I'll help you!"

Zhong Wudao, who was as fast as a ghost, exploded the salt cones shot out by Fan Yan, and showed a stiff smile at Jiang Wenming who was lying on the ground.

Jiang Wenming shivered on the spot and immediately turned over and covered the front and back.

This guy, there is a problem!

"Fan Yan's whole body is made of salt particles. He has been in perfect condition for many years and can't kill him at all. You stand aside and I will help you hold him back!"

Zhong Wudao waved his hand and two cards appeared in his hand, facing Fan Yan who had lost control.

“Shining disorder!”

A black light suddenly shot out, piercing directly into Fan Yan's chest. The other party was stunned and was directly penetrated with a big hole.

But in an instant, his whole body disintegrated into salt, turned into a huge white sword, and slashed over!

"Chaos tear!"

Zhong Wudao was calm and threw out the second card, and the sword suddenly collapsed and scattered into salt all over the ground as it crossed his body.

The salt grains were just scattered and immediately gathered together to splice them into human shapes. But every time they were formed on the head, hundreds of black lightning would be covered with them, and they would collapse again like a sand castle pushed down by a naughty child.

Watching the salt particles condense back and forth and collapse, Zhong Wudao sneered:

"My Chaos Tear and Disorder Shine are specialized in the Natural System, and even that guy Sha Hao can't recover!"

However, he was not happy for a second, and the salt grain suddenly condensed into only one arm, and shot eight salt cones again at him.

Although each salt cone is only the size of a palm, once it is scratched, the high concentration of salt can drain all the moisture in the human body. Zhong Wudao naturally dared not take it, and the two somersaults barely avoided.

"Hmph! He actually only condensed parts to avoid overall collapse. As expected, he is worthy of Dou Zong. His combat instinct is still so strong when he is controlled!"

Zhong Wudao sighed. If the rose on his chest hadn't turned into a monster and ran away, he would have solved Fan Yan long ago.

But that's good...

With his eyes narrowed, Zhong Wudao intentionally or unintentionally wanted to lean towards Jiang Wenming. As long as a salt cone "accidentally drained" to wipe him, he could justify his Taoist fruit when he was about to die.

However, when he turned around and wanted to glance at Jiang Wenming's position, he only saw a white back with his butt sticking out and running a hundred meters away, and was stunned on the spot.

But just as he was stunned, the salt particles that were scattered to the ground suddenly turned into a spear and suddenly stabbed it from behind.

"Damn it!"

Zhong Wudao's face changed, and he rolled two consecutive times to stretch the distance again, then he looked down at his left arm.

I saw a wound with a fingernail that had broken, but it had begun to shrink, and there was constant yellow blood coming out. An indescribable burning sensation rushed straight into my brain, almost causing him to faint.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, what he had just won was not his hand, but his heart!

With a slight splash, Zhong Wudao's right hand suddenly turned white, then he cut his left arm and cut off the salt-crystalized arms at the same root. The gushing blood was about to emerge, but immediately condensed into ice.

Zhong Wudao himself was covered in white mist and his face was gloomy:

"Bai Xiang, I'm a little more aware of your original mood now..."

"This guy must be killed!"
Chapter completed!