Chapter 772 A White Horse Is Not a Horse

The flames of the Sword of Virtue burst out and swept across!

Wherever it passed, all the negative source matter hissed under the burning of the blade.

But anytime and anywhere, more hair regenerated, constantly consuming Huai Shi's physical strength, suppressing him in place. Evil eyes kept emerging from his hair, and cold gazes criss-crossed like blades. .

Amidst the roar, abandoned buildings on both sides continued to collapse.

Huaishi, retreat step by step.

But a trace of happiness and enlightenment arose in my heart...

Fortunately, fortunately, the one who came was not a strong man like the Great Asura Everly in Nightmare Eyes, otherwise he would have died here today.

Just when the angry hundred-eyed ghost emerged step by step from the fog of dreams, he saw the sudden look on that face, as if he couldn't believe it. He looked at himself and whispered in confusion:

"It turns out that there are people as weak as you in the fourth level..."

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In the moment of astonishment, Baimu Gui suspected that his ears had heard wrongly, but when he noticed the genuine joy on Huai Shi's face, he felt unspeakable rage and grief.

weak?

Across the huge abyss between the third and fourth levels, a hairy kid who was less than one-fifth of his age was looking down at him.

Please, you are weak.

It was not a deliberate humiliation, but the anger brought by such expressions and words was a thousand times more humiliating!

"Die to me!!!"

Countless jets of black hair burst out like fountains. He was completely liberated from his human form and turned into a torrent of darkness, sweeping across with mighty force.

Wherever the squirming black hair passed, pairs of ferocious eyes opened from the ground, water, broken walls, and broken walls. The vicious eyes stared at Huai Shi, even reversely penetrating into the dream. The fog eroded this mist, opening his huge eyes continuously, blocking all the spaces for him to dodge.

From the outside in, shrinking inch by inch!

Until Huai Shi snapped his fingers.

Darkness surged like a tide, rising from his shadow, turning into a physical door, and then burst open.

Countless scarlet rays of light emerged from it.

Bloodthirsty eyes.

"Holy!"

The iron light surged, and the crows swept across. In an instant, they flew out like a ten thousand-foot tidal wave!

"I almost forgot, there is this trick!"

Huai Shi waved his hand, and in an instant, the nine candle-carrying crows suddenly shook, and light appeared on the huge body. Anger, compassion, pain, resentment... The source of the weapons was attached.

The mighty crow tide actually launched a counterattack towards the Hundred-Eyed Ghost!

The iron wings were like knives, breaking through the tangles of hair. The sharp claws and long beak were raised, and they attacked crazily at those open eyes.

Every time an eye is opened, a pair of eyes are pecked out. Every time a crow is entangled, two crows break free. Every time a bird is killed, two birds are carved in countless open pupils. scars.

He has no regard for sacrifice and death, and inflicts pain on the enemy as crazily as if he were exchanging his life for injury.

Even if it is hanged by the hair, pierced by the evil eye, and disintegrated, it will return to the cage of dreams in the form of source material, watching the scene coming from the crow on the front line, and it will be very exciting.

Accompanied by a tragic scream, countless blood and tears spurted out from the ruptured pupils, gathering together like countless scarlet streams, rendering into a scarlet sea in the pool of water accumulated by the heavy rain.

The wriggling sharp hair swept across, and those eyes that died and came back spewed evil light and criss-crossed. After repelling the attack of the crows, an old and ferocious figure emerged from the blood, with cracks all over his eyes. , gushing out the light of resentment.

The old man roared wildly: "You are not a paper-wielding person at all!!!!"

"I'm an amateur."

Huai Shi shrugged, "It's just... the amateur with paper is not me."

Behind him, in the shadows, the figure of a delicate girl slowly emerged. The substitute named Motoko Uigami opened her eyes and held the Blade of Resentment in her hand.

And Huai Shi waved his hand and drew out the sword of virtue again.

Two faces with similar yet completely different outlines raised their faces and smiled at the astonished Hundred-Eyed Ghost: "Since you don't have to worry about losing your vest here... let me use this trick to play with you for the time being."

At that moment, the fog of dreams rose again.

Countless afterimages flew and spread in the darkness of the Bone Burial Sanctuary.

A curse condensed by evil thoughts and fallen divinity, the tried and tested killing methods are completely ineffective.

The hair of resentment that was comparable to a sword encountered sharper weapons, and after the negative source was restrained by more weird and sacred attributes, the furious Hundred-Eyed Ghost found that his minions were useless.

But before he could think carefully and analyze it carefully, those two extremely strange faces were already coming from the left and right sides.

Beyond limit state, liberation!

The rain turned into steam and steamed up. Yu stepped forward suddenly. After combining with the drummer's way of exerting energy, two weapons of different shapes perfectly matched together in the same place, forming a staggered flash of light.

The remnants of a cross emerged from the air, and there was a shrill explosion and roar.

The hands of the old Hundred-Eyed Ghost were shaken. Two expensive border relics on his hands suddenly burst into two cracks, and he felt the strange source of impact.

But before he could react, two retreating figures unexpectedly appeared through the air!

——Shadow burial shuttle!

In an instant, it transformed from the source material to the shadow, and then materialized from the shadow. The ferocious hammer had already sprayed out violent tail flames, and as Motoko Waizhi jumped up, it smashed down towards the Hundred-Eyed Ghost!

Countless tangled hairs turned into shields, blocking, evil eyes swept across, and then a broken figure came from behind.

The glorious posture of the Spear of Compassion has penetrated all layers of defense. Along with the fragrance of iris, the time poison of the Green Crown Dragon penetrated his shoulder along with the gun blade.

At the touch of a touch, it turned into a shadow, disintegrating from the gaze of the evil eye. After reuniting at the dead end, the sword of virtue swept across, the blazing light flashed away, and cut a black crack in the chest of the Hundred-Eyed Ghost. .

And the angry ax had already followed Motoko Uigami's sweep, aiming at the unprepared neck of the Hundred-Eyed Ghost!

The shape of the rope of sadness condensed out of the air and shrank instantly, just like the countless snake hairs that had been entangled in Huai Shi's body. The chains rubbed and sparks flew.

Locked in the critical moment of Baimugui.

The angry fire roared and opened a huge crack on his neck. Immediately afterwards, the ax blade was entangled in the hair extending from the crack.

Thousands of sharp hair containing malicious intent flew out indiscriminately in all directions, tearing apart the spreading shadow outlines one after another.

The ground shook, and then again.

As the afterimage of Shao Siming shattered, firelights lit up one after another.

explode!

Dozens of metal bombs burst out and roared continuously, and thick metal fuel splashed into the air, turning into fire rain and falling from the sky.

The close explosion only slightly stunned Baimugui, but when he came back to his senses, he found two figures standing one behind the other.

They all smiled at him.

The next moment, the solemn hum of chords and the sound of tearing rainstorm echoed between heaven and earth.

This was all the power that erupted from the two bodies of Sophora Sophora and Motoko Waikiki at the same moment, combined with the use of source material, and the purest destructive technique descended on the Hundred-Eyed Ghost.

——Double dragon race! ! !

Just for a moment, when the iron light dissipated, the body of the ghost with hundreds of holes exploded.

What flew out from it was not blood, but countless mosquitoes, flies and poisonous insects, which broke through the heavy rain and condensed into shape again!

For the fourth level, the broken body can only be repaired by consuming a small amount of source material. Compared with the physical trauma, the impact and erosion suffered by the soul are more unbearable for him.

Fight back with hatred!

But this time, after those thousands of eyes emitted evil light, the old hundred-eyed ghost's hair shook violently, and he stood up from the ground, rushed into the sky, and fled into the distance without looking back!

How evil!

He has been frightened by Huai Shi's endless border relics, the hordes of hell, and even the terrifying sword... and even felt the faint threat of death!

He made a quick decision and gave up the mission!

He was so shameless that he chose to flee in front of an opponent who was far weaker than him——

Unfortunately, it's too late.

At the same time, under the delivery of the courier crow, Beelzebub's excited cheers rang out in the fog of dreams.

"Come on, please!!!"

After staying in the safe for almost a month, it was almost moved to tears at this moment. It couldn't wait to jump into Huai Shi's hand and kept urging: "Quick, quick, shoot him! Shoot him! Shoot him!"

Unfortunately, as soon as Huai Shi raised his gun, he felt the temperature in the air drop rapidly.

The raised muzzle was lowered again amidst Beelzebub's screams.

It seems that there is no need for him to take action...

Everything else is fine, but once the Lord of the Flies fires his weapon, the fog of dreams may not be able to cover it.

"Your mother's head dog must die a happy death——"

The Lord of the Flies roared with grief and anger.

And in the sky, countless frost-colored brilliance emerged.

Miracle engraving·Frost and hail disaster!

A few kilometers away, Lawrence, who rushed over after receiving a call from Shengtianmu, had already rolled up his sleeves, raised his right hand covered with the secret matrix, and fished it out towards the front.

The terrifying chill spread, completely freezing the entire building.

And in the distant sky, the flight of the Hundred-Eyed Ghost stopped abruptly.

As if being held tightly by invisible hands, he turned around in fear and wanted to scream, but no sound came out.

The body is constantly changing under the invasion of the cold, but whether it is turned into hair or transformed into countless poisonous insects through the divinity of a foreign country, it can't escape the shroud of that miracle, and it may even cause death faster!

In an instant, it turned into an ice sculpture and fell with a silent cry.

After smashing the shack, it fell into dust.

The ice spreads and the chill sweeps across.

His body cracked rapidly under the frosty cover, and the ice layers continued to fall off, but no matter how the flesh and blood regenerated, the ice edges that kept piercing through the body would cause damage again.

The spreading frost was actually extracting his essence!

The strong vitality that originally made Huai Shi extremely troublesome now turned into the raw material of frost, killing him continuously.

The strong will collapse.

The Hundred-Eyed Ghost wanted to open his evil eyes again, but every time those negative essences condensed, they would be pierced by ice edges, and he couldn't even put up a decent resistance.

When he struggled hard and climbed out of the ruins, he caught a glimpse of the young man standing in front of him through his broken eyes.

He was lowering his head and looking down indifferently.

He opened his mouth to speak, but as he coughed violently, frozen blood spurted out from his lungs.

"Who told you I was here?"

Huai Shi asked softly: "Say it and I will give you a pleasure."

It’s so good to be able to write this, with tears streaming down my face.