Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Seeing the overwhelming black chains in the sky, Sun Xiaokong couldn't help asking timidly:

"Uh... Mistress..."

"Is it possible to call the Master out now?"

Seeing Sun Xiaokong's timid and impatient look, Hu Li couldn't help chuckling a few times and said:

"Okay, now you can shout that four-character mantra."

Sun Xiaokong was overjoyed immediately.

Hastily shouted: "Master save me!"

Above the sky, Black Devil naturally also noticed the situation here, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Little ghost, you are already dead, even if your Master comes, you won't be able to keep you!"

"who said it?"

"I said!"

But in the next second, Black Devil suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why did the voice seem to be right next to my ear just now?

Turning around suddenly, he found that there were already two white and two black figures staring at him maliciously.

The old Black Devil was so frightened that he dodged and retreated.

He had obviously sealed off the space here, how could someone still appear, could it be hell.

"You... where are you from?!"

Black Devil asked nervously.

Because at the moment when these four figures appeared just now, he had secretly used Divine Sense to detect countless times, but he still couldn't catch any breath.

I was even more terrified.

Huo San didn't answer.

Instead of talking nonsense with this skinny old man, it's better to reach out and squeeze him to death, and then quickly reunite with your wife.

As the saying goes, a little farewell is better than a newlywed.

Then...hehe...

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to crush the old bug in front of him to death.

"Boss! Boss! I have something to say!"

Baili Yidao, covered in pitch black, rushed forward and interrupted Huo San's movements.

"What, what's the matter with you?"

Huo San asked casually.

Baili Yidao grinned, revealing the only big white teeth on his face that kept their original color.

"Boss, I haven't touched my hands since I entered the Lost Battle Realm, and my hands are itchy, so can you let me play with this old thing?"

Here, Huo San hasn't spoken yet.

Another dark shadow, Mu Canglan, said:

"Yi Dao, I can't see it, you still have this habit, do you want this old man too?"

"Just for fun... huh? No, what do you mean by that, Mu Er Er."

"It's not interesting."

"What do you mean by boring?"

"I don't mean anything else, I just don't know what you mean."

"Listen to what you mean, what you mean is what I think."

"You're not me, how do you know what I mean is what you think?"

...

The old Black Devil looked at the two black devils in front of him, who were darker than him, arguing endlessly, with black lines all over their heads.

"enough!"

"Can you respect me?!"

"okay!"

Mu Canglan and Baili Yidao spoke in unison.

"One knife, go up, and attack behind him."

Mu Canglan shook his hand and said.

Baili Yidao didn't say anything, he just stepped forward cursingly in the void, raised his hand and swung the knife.

The fierce and domineering sword light went straight to the old Black Devil.

The old Black Devil shrank his eyes and hurriedly mobilized thousands of black chains to block it.

Unexpectedly, when the black chain touched the blade, it was as fragile as tofu touching a sharp edge.

Tens of thousands of chains were all cut off in one encounter.

Seeing this, the old ghost of Black Devil hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

The terrifying sword light brushed against the corner of his clothes, cutting off the mountains that stretched for an unknown number of miles behind him neatly.

The old Black Devil's old heart was thumping in fright.

"You black face is immoral, can you say something before you do it!"

"Old dog, daddy is not a black face, daddy is a hundred people who kill the gods..."

Just as Baili Yidao was about to sign up for his own account, he remembered that there were still a group of Temple Killers watching from below.

After all, he is also one of the three giants in the Temple of Killing Gods. This scorched image is really too bad.

Even lower than the half of the Golden-winged Great Peng that was baked at the beginning.

He quickly changed the subject and said:

"Daddy black-faced god!"

"Huh? Isn't that a black face?"

The old Black Devil blurted out without thinking.

"poof"

"poof"

The bursts of laughter from Huo San and Mu Canglan behind him made Baili Yidao even more annoyed.

But those two couldn't fight again, so they had to vent their grievances on the old Black Devil on the opposite side.

"Old dog, look at grandpa hacking you."

All the heaven-level killers in the Temple of Killing God below couldn't help discussing in low voices.

"Black-faced God? When did the Temple of Killing God have such a number one character?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a hidden boss."

"It can be seen that his strength is at least far surpassing that of a sky-level killer. Alas, our Temple of Killing God is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

...

Huo San waved his hand.

"Cang Lan, Xiao Qi, let Yi Dao play here, let's go down."

But Mu Canglan's dark complexion seemed a little embarrassed.

"No, Boss, it's not easy to look at that old dog, I'll give it a shot at the side."

"not simple?"

Huo San and Yang Qiye looked at the same time, the skinny old man who was being chased and slashed by the big black man couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.

"Then you can stay if you want to."

Huo San spread out his hands, and then fell down.

Seeing the disappearing figures of Huo San and Yang Qiye, Mu Canglan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

"Face is finally saved."

But in the next second, Yang Qiye's muttering was heard.

"Boss, I guess it's because Brother Mu is staring at his iron face and dare not see anyone..."

Mu Canglan suddenly became violent, pointing at Yang Qiye and yelling.

"Xiaoqi, you're so fucking sloppy!"

Look at the other side.

The Black Devil's bird that the old Black Devil was so proud of had already been hacked to pieces by Baili Yidao.

The only thing left is the cover of the squid to use as a shield.

"My bird!"

The old Black Devil screamed terribly.

"Big black face, you dare to destroy my scorpion, I don't need black lightning to strike you to death!"

While his handprints were changing, there were thunderous roars in the sky.

Baili Yidao was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he immediately stopped his pursuit.

Probably also scared by Heavenly Dao's thunder.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of wrist-thick and black thunderbolts fell, all of them falling on Baili Yidao.

The terrifying roar was frightening to hear.

The old Black Devil was secretly delighted.

This is the new Cultivation Technique that he has learned from the power of the sealed Heavenly Dao embryonic form in tens of thousands of years.

Its power is several times stronger than that of the Black Devil.

But in the next second, he was really shocked.

Because he found that the big black man in the black thunder scratched his head as if nothing had happened, his eyes were extremely contemptuous.

"That's it?"

"This rubbish is ten thousand times weaker than what daddy has been through before!"

Alas, Baili Yidao's immunity to thunder is really powerful, which makes people feel distressed.

"Old dog, since your moves are almost used up, then give daddy another knife."

"Total Annihilation!"

Baili yelled loudly.

A hundred-foot-long silver blade light suddenly appeared in the air...

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