My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 11: The Ghost King Is Born

"Ha ha ha, this magic bell is finally mine." Suddenly, a man appeared in the middle of the thorns in the center of the matrix, a man in his forty or fifty years old, in black clothes, with black stripes on his face. With excitement, he was holding the box just thrown away by the young monk.

"It's you!" Brother Lu, who was about to wake up, was surprised and looked up at the man.

"Do you know?" Wu Qing asked.

"He ... he was the one who was just at Jumbo Pavilion and raised the price with me." The monk pinched the black stripes on his face and shrank back. "I didn't expect him to be a magic repair."

"Huh, smelly boy!" The magic monk took out a bell-like instrument from the box, and glared at the young monk. "This magic sound bell is a magic magic weapon, even if you are a virile kid, you dare Grab this seat. "

"You bullshit, the magic weapon is not a magic weapon, you don't need to recognize the Lord. This is obviously I bought it."

"Let's buy it, it depends on whether you use it!" The devil shook his hand, and the large thorns soared again, pumping over it with a wave.

Qiu Qing rushed directly into the thorns, the sword moves changed, and suddenly saw thousands of swords in the green thorns, as if alive. Within a short time, the original dense vines were all cut into small pieces and dropped.

"You are Brother Jindan!" Moxiu frowned, his face full of jealousy, and stared at Brother Lu not far away. "Smelly boy, I didn't expect you to **** Brother Jindan. Pity ..." He sneered with a quick seal between his hands and sneered, "You met me and you are destined to die here."

The next moment, the formation on the ground turned red, and the black thorns and vines that were cut down suddenly emitted a large amount of black gas, and the entire bamboo forest was lost for a moment, and a bitter chill eroded all around.

"It's Yin!" Tong Qing tightened the sword in her hand and turned back to remind him, "Back away, close the five senses to prevent Yin from entering the body."

Brother Lu hurried to do it, while setting up a simple defensive formation, at the same time reminded the woman next to him, "Taoyou fast-forward formation, the anger is no small matter."

However ... the response was still a snore.

"..."

Still ... Still ... still asleep, how did she come here all the way!

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The dark surrounding area has been darkened a lot, but in the middle of the formation of the magic cultivation, more thorns grow out again. With the cover of black gas, the opponent's attack becomes more and more fierce. Qi Qing chopped off a few thorns, but found that the opponent was heading towards the two behind him.

It seems that this magic repair is not only a treasure hunt, he really wants to kill the monk whose last name is Lu. Tong Qing frowned, no longer kept, mobilizing the whole body. As soon as the move was made, the sword became gasified. In a split second, dozens of swords gathered in the spirit appeared on the whole body, turning out thousands of sword lights, and breaking out directly. The large thorns together with those black gas, Cut into pieces.

The matrix method at the foot suddenly cracked, and Moxiu spit out a blood, and looked at Qi Qing with an expression of disbelief, "How is this possible, my poly-yin array! You ... you are a sword repair!" Obviously his cultivation is above him, plus this formation method, he cannot win him. Unless the opponent is Jian Xiu, only Jian Xiu can cross the challenge.

Sword repair is Kendo, focusing on the sharp blade in the hand, the sword in mind. It does not rely on any technique and elixir, and it mainly focuses on training. Therefore, it has always been stronger than monks of the same rank. Therefore, it is more than a hundred times more difficult than other monks. It was so rare that he didn't expect him to run into it, and it was still a Jindan period sword repair.

"Jian Xiu, Tong Qing." Tong Qing said.

"Yi Qing!" The other side was startled again, seemingly thinking something, and his face was white. "You, you ... you just killed Rui Mi's sword repair!" His expression changed, and Gu's not the other side's answer. With a strong wave, he turned into a skull-like black gas and attacked, but turned around and fled.

Wu Qing's sword was changed, and a sword split the black gas, and the spirit swords around him sped out, brushing up and chasing out in the direction of the magic repair, and instantly formed a sword array around the opponent. , Trap people directly in the middle.

The demon repair panicked, desperately trying to break through the sword array, but it had no effect at all, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he looked horrified at the flying Qing Qing, and quickly threw out the magic weapon in his hand, "To you! I do n’t want to. Anyway, you are all right, forgive me, I am just a ghost, and I wo n’t dare next time. Please, please! ”

"You're a magic repair." Wu Qing approached step by step, with no trace of movement on his face. "It's not the first time you've killed and treasured. If I let you go, wouldn't I help you?" You must not! "

After that, he raised his sword, and the swords around him were flourishing.

"No, don't!" Mo Xiu shouted in horror, seeing that he was about to be strangled by sword gas, and suddenly a bell rang, and the bell instrument thrown out by him flew up and rushed directly behind Qi Qing Passed.

"Dao Jun be careful!" Brother Xi exclaimed.

As soon as Qi Qing's sword stopped, a conditioned reflex turned back and split the weapon with a sword. The magic repair in the array broke out suddenly, hitting his chest with a palm, and although he didn't hit, he caught something directly.

not good!

"Soul Eater!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." Mo Xiu's body was full of black energy, and he rushed out of the sword array directly, holding the soul eater in his hand, "It really didn't take much effort."

The man laughed even more madly, with a look of excitement. "I wanted to grab a little magic weapon, but I didn't expect to see it. You were so stupid to take it with you! Really think that this sword array can Stuck me! "

He had just made it on purpose, pretending to be trapped by the sword array, and threw a magic bell to attack him. The purpose is actually the soul eater of him!

Wu Qing frowned, he was too careless, and although he had been sealed, he still had a ghostly overflow. Originally thought to be carried on his body, with his aura could just stop the ghostly spirit on his concubine, so as not to harm others. But he forgot that even the weakest ghosts could not be sensed by the ordinary monks, but the magic repair could be seen at a glance.

"Release Soul Eater!"

"Let it go?" Moxiu sneered, "You think I'm the idiot of Rui Mi! With such a baby in hand, I can still lose to you! What about Jianxiu, I will take your flag today!" After speaking, he evoked a sigh of anger and patted the seal directly on the flag.

"Stop it!" Qingqing Fei tried to stop, but it was too late. The seal on the flag was broken and cracked. The golden runes shattered into thousands of pieces, and the thick ghostly gas burst out. Plunge.

"Hahahahaha, Soul Eater is mine!" Mo Xiu laughed louder and louder, his eyes widened, and he looked excitedly at the ghostly surroundings. "From now on, no one will be my opponent under the transformation of God. Driven by all ghosts, I ... eh! "Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the situation changed suddenly.

Above his chest, I don't know when, suddenly, a hand was added. The claw had no solid shape and was composed of black gas, but directly penetrated his chest, and the palm of his hand was holding a heart that had not stopped beating.

Devil repaired his head and looked down at the fresh beating heart. It seemed that he hadn't responded yet. The next moment, the claw was tight, and the **** heart was pinched directly.

"Ghost ... King!" Moxiu said the last sentence, still keeping his eyes wide open, and fell straight from the sky without any breath.

(End of this chapter)