Chapter 633 Feng Ru Cultivation Base, Seize Your Magic Weapon
Quasimodo's surroundings had long been shrouded in white mist, and the surrounding lights, shadows and sounds gradually moved away from him, as if he was in another world.
Quasimodo felt that he had become a turtle in the urn, no matter how he struggled, he remained at the original point without any change.
"Phantom formation? Maze formation?"
Quasimodo became more and more flustered, because his intuition told him that Ying Long Aohui would be the first to take him under the knife!
This intuition has saved his life several times.
In mid-air, the round mirror under the dragon's claw reflected Quasimodo's figure and environment.
The mirror is in the hand, and the people are in the formation!
The boundaries of heaven and earth are at your fingertips!
No matter what Quasimodo did, it was all in this mirror, and it was futile to use it in vain.
This is so close to the horizon array!
Ao Hui's voice passed through the round mirror and passed into Quasimodo's ears.
"Quasimodo, you are the warden of the Bisui Empire, and you were supposed to judge crimes and eliminate evil, but you killed innocent people indiscriminately, bullied mortals, and escaped into the way of evil spirits.
With the Emperor Xuan's will, and with the order of Long Aohui, I will seal your cultivation and deprive you of your magic weapon! "
After finishing speaking, the dragon opened his mouth lightly, and spit out a black talisman.
The black talisman kept spinning in the air and flew directly into the round mirror.
Li Shi's eyes were fixed, the black talisman was incomprehensible to others, but he could see it clearly.
It is a simple and unsophisticated seal character [Feng]!
As the seal word entered the mirror, Ao Wei began to whisper the sound of Dao, and the front round mirror began to ripple like the surface of a lake.
The white mist dissipated, and Quasimodo looked at the black talisman that fell from the sky, his face full of panic.
Ao Hui seems to say that he wants to seal his cultivation?
"No no no no!"
Quasimodo fled in panic, but found that he was like a three-year-old baby, with slow movements and weak limbs. He could only watch the black talisman rush over and disappear into his body.
"Well!"
Quasimodo let out a muffled groan, half squatted on the ground, pinched his own throat, his complexion turned liver-colored, and his whole body kept twitching, as if he wanted to vomit.
"vomit--"
Talk and spit, just like the water of the Yangtze River.
From Quasimodo's mouth, there were streams of scarlet holy energy.
These sage energy all come from the origin of his Purple Mansion, which is the source of his exercises!
As these original breaths gushed out of Quasimodo's mouth non-stop, his complexion became more sallow, and his hair quickly became withered and gray, as if he had aged decades.
"No! No! No!"
Quasimodo yelled three nos, and got up from the ground, desperately trying to capture the sage energy back into his body.
"My cultivation! My realm! No!"
No matter how much Quasimodo wailed, it was useless. After the sage energy escaped from his body, it quickly dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
Quasimodo suddenly sat on the ground like a three-year-old child and howled loudly.
A generation of heroes who once roared proudly in the northwest, but ended up in such a bleak end. The people watching around looked sideways, with complex expressions on their faces.
"Hey, the wicked have their own rewards!"
Dugu Lang sighed leisurely, looking at Ao Hui's gaze, he became more and more reverent.
With just a few gestures, he easily abolished the cultivation of a mid-level Tianyuan Realm expert!
You are worthy of being Lord Yinglong!
Facing Quasimodo's cries and shouts, Ao Wei remained calm as usual, even a little indifferent, not at all like the playful appearance in Li Shizhi's sea.
She bent her dragon claws slightly, and lightly hooked Quasimodo's position, and saw Quasimodo's chain - the Blood Grudge God Killing Chain, flew directly to Ao Wei's claws.
Now Quasimodo cried even more miserably.