The Magus Era Chapter 1348: Ghost cause and effect

"What does fellow Daoist mean?" Daoist Wood glanced at the top ten Gonggongs of Lingdan, turned around with a smile, and glanced at the Nether Master. When he saw the weird appearance of the Ghost Lord, and the ring formed by the eighteen ghostly spirits behind him, his smile suddenly stiffened, and he quickly reverted to his usual face that laughed more than crying.

The Nether Lord seems to walk slowly to Daoist Wood step by step. Every time he takes a step, there is an extra scarlet sword light beside him. Gradually thousands of scarlet sword lights condense behind him like a peacock tail. Magnificent light screen.

The monstrous blood rolled, the Nether Lord looked at Daoist Wood and smiled lightly: "fellow Daoist 's panacea, can heal their blood poison?"

Daoist Wood looked at the Ghost Lord behind him as gorgeous as the peacock, but he nodded thoughtfully: "They were injured by fellow Daoist ?"

The Lord of the Ghosts folded his hands in his sleeves and squinted up and down to look at Daoist Wood: "It was not Po Dao who shot it in person, but it was a flying knife given to a friend by Po Dao. Weapon weapon, the blood poison on it has no help. "

While the Nether Lord spoke, the wounds on the top ten Gonggongs were rapidly healing. A trace of **** breath continued to flow out of their wounds, and a layer of moist green halo was looming near their wounds, and kept their bodies constantly. Blood poisoned out.

Daoist Wood did not look back, but clearly grasped the details of the injuries recovered from the top ten Gonggongs.

Squeezing a ugly smile, Daoist Wood said in a slow voice: "Poor Dao Ling Dan can remove all the evil poison. Although the flying knife made by fellow Daoist is fierce, the poor Dao Ling Dan is one foot tall. . "

The Ghost Master's face became more gloomy and ugly, he gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

No matter who it is, it took tens of thousands of years of hard work and hard work to train a set of weapon for children. I thought that relying on this set of weapons can be Heng Xing, but suddenly found that the most powerful characteristics of this set of weapons have been People cracked!

You can imagine this feeling of loss!

The Nether Lord feels that his face is hot and uncomfortable. The nine-handed blood flying knife given to Ji Hao is naturally not as powerful as his own Blood Control Flying Sword. The power is probably equivalent to less than Blood Control Flying Sword. However, the blood poison on the blood flying knife, but it has a pulse from the Blood Control Flying Sword.

Daoist Wood's panacea can break the blood poison on the blood flying sword, and naturally can deal with Blood Control Flying Sword.

"fellow Daoist Tang's prominent hand really doesn't put the poor in his eyes." The Nether Lord slowly stretched out his hands, holding a large seal in his left hand, holding a scepter in his right hand, and staring coldly at Daoist Wood. : "It's impossible to talk about fellow Daoist tricks today!"

Daoist Wood feels the strong breath from the big seal and the scepter in the hand of the Nether Master, his face is getting more and more tense, and he is becoming more and more distressed: "fellow Daoist 's face is quite unfamiliar and has never been seen before. The breath of fellow Daoist , but it makes the poor road a little reverie ... fellow Daoist is so interested, how can you get involved in Human Race? "

The Ghost Lord gritted his teeth and said softly: "The poor road has been penetrating in the Netherland, never intervening in Human Race's housework. This time clone came, and it was just collecting some 'materials'. It was wooden fellow Daoist , You acted like this, but it was a breach of the contract we signed at the top of Sky Pillar that year, aren't you afraid ...?

Daoist Wood frowned slightly, and suddenly laughed: "What are you afraid of? The contract at the top of Sky Pillar ... Sky Pillar has been broken, what use is that contract? fellow Daoist if you want to weigh the poor Means, there is no need to make excuses! "

The Ghost Lord smiled extraordinarily brightly: "It is not an excuse for the poor, but fellow Daoist you have stepped across the world! For the people injured by the magic of the poor, why did fellow Daoist give them the magic?"

Daoist Wood "Hey" sneered, holding Aoki stick with both hands and smiling.

The Lord of the Nether also laughed loudly. In the laughter, the eighteen heavy nether rings behind him gradually spread out, and slowly the smallest black ring expanded to 10,000 miles size. The eighteen heavy ghost ring is turning forward and backward, slowly and slowly, a terrible breath quietly breeds from the ring.

The void changed into a shape, and the flood that had been in the sky suddenly disappeared. A gust of wind emerged from the ground. Sword mountains and sword forests were suspended in the void. The infinite blood pool replaced the earth, and numerous pillars of fiery fire stood on it. On the blood pool, there was a mouthful of oil pan floating above the blazing flames, and the pungent stench of oil "Gumu" bubbling.

The terrible and terrible visions keep appearing, and the face of Daoist Wood is getting more and more serious.

After a long time, when eighteen different visions spread all over the world, Daoist Wood suddenly sighed quietly: "The root of the eighteen prison days was actually obtained by you ... fellow Daoist knows that the ghost world is the future of poverty. Destroy the Grand Dao testimony? fellow Daoist took away the essence of the eighteen prison days, no reason, the poor way to talk to fellow Daoist well! "

The Nether Lord sneered and looked at Daoist Wood: "Say reason? What is the reason? Nether world is the root of poverty. If fellow Daoist is to preach, please go elsewhere. If fellow Daoist dares to step into the nether land, it is poor. Definitely makes fellow Daoist difficult to complete without a month! "

The wooden stick in Daoist Wood's hand suddenly pointed at the sky, and he laughed: "Today's Pangu World, where is the moon?"

The Lord of the Nether God laughed loudly, and a big cloud in his left hand brought a billowing black cloud to Daoist Wood and took a picture in front of him: "Taiyin Sun, Nai Tiandi Grand Dao, although the moon was not seen before, but the heart was poor, but still remembered the clear sky! Hey! "

The Ghost Lord and Daoist Wood yelled in unison, and the wooden rod in Daoist Wood's hand seemed to be hit by an ordinary rod, which was hitting the seal.

With a clear whistle, the seal of the Nether Lord's seal was blown away by a wooden staff, and the Nether Lord screamed. He held the scepter body with both hands and rushed towards Daoist Wood. The black scepter gave out immeasurable light. The power of the Nether is like a huge wave hitting the air.

Daoist Wood A towering Bodhi tree phantom looming behind him. He held a wooden stick to cover it from left to right, and the wooden stick and the staff collided with each other, making a dull and loud noise.

Both of them are extremely simple in their tricks. They are nothing more than the simplest to swipe up and down, but the movement is beyond description.

The master of the ghost and the Daoist Wood played together, and the ordinary and inaccessible laws of time and space all had no meaning in front of them. The ordinary people's effort at the fingertips was like a thousand years to them. At their fingertips, they attacked each other at least trillions of times!

Instead, someone fights with them, often without being able to see their movements.

Quick, too fast, indescribable!

In fact, for the Nether Lord and Daoist Wood, their movements are not fast. In their eyes, they are just a very common one-on-one attack. It's just that their moves transcend the limits of time and space, so they look extra fast!

Suddenly, a shadow of a blood-colored figure flashed around the Lord of the Nether, thousands of blood-colored sword shadows ‘噗嗤’ swept across the waist of Daoist Wood.

Daoist Wood's phantom was chopped off with a sword and turned into a large splash of blood on the spot.

In the sky, the cold laughter of Daoist Wood came from far away: "Under the fellow Daoist , the gift of today's sword, there will be a time for broken cause and effect in the future!" (To be continued.)