I'm Bound to the Witch of Death

Chapter 52 52 Sure Enough, I Was Too Arrogant

Chapter 52 52. I am too arrogant

"What?"

Master Chen looked back.

I saw a strange vortex appeared in the center of the thick gray cloud. As the surrounding mist was sucked in, the vortex expanded rapidly.

In an instant, the wind whistled between heaven and earth, the outer walls of the tall buildings trembled, and the trees on the streets near the center of the storm trembled and swayed, and they seemed to be rising from the ground.

"Director! Something seems wrong"

The people of the Holy Department who were retreating in an orderly manner suddenly stopped. Li Sheng just looked back and immediately called everyone to stop.

The heavy rain was still falling, and everyone looked back.

The old man's old face was slightly condensed, and he spoke with doubt.

The twenty empty disasters in the distance were like prehistoric beasts perched on countless tall buildings, but the vortex in the center seemed to be something more terrifying, causing the empty disasters that had originally tried to gather and squeeze together to begin to scream sharply and want to escape, but in vain.

The vortex was like the mouth of a glutton that swallowed the sky. Countless chains stretched out and violently pierced into the body of Kong'er. Then, these Kong'er shrank rapidly like a leaking ball.

"We, the Shen'er Society, have accepted this city."

Jiu Ye had just finished speaking and was about to fly down, when he saw a scene that made him stunned.

The twenty Kong'er did not explode and spread as he expected. Instead, they shrank into twenty thumb-sized transparent white balls in the blink of an eye, floating between heaven and earth. That was the initial form of Kong'er.

"What——"

Before the people of the Shen'er Society came to their senses, countless wisps of gray mist flowed like thousands of streams returning to their roots, madly sinking into the vortex in the distance.

When the vortex gradually shrank, everyone could see the figure behind the vortex, a mysterious man wearing a spade mask.

The mysterious man was suspended in the air, his black robe fluttering. At this time, he had his left hand behind his back and his right hand on his chest. The surrounding Evil Mist flow quickly poured into his palm.

Most of the evil force that was spread all over the world was quietly swallowed up, and the doomsday scene of thunder and lightning disappeared.

Lan Hu stared at this scene with his mouth slightly open, and twitched his mouth, "I--Fuck!"

"What the hell--?!" He was nearly two meters tall, but his voice seemed to become a little sharp due to being too surprised.

Jiu Ye's playful smile slowly faded, and his face gradually became gloomy. This sudden change made him look like a clown who had just made a bold statement.

Obviously everything was going well in the last second, how could the situation become like this in a moment of distraction?

If there was no evil cloud sea to open the way, they would never be able to compete with the Holy Department.

"Spade mask." Jiu Ye turned back and looked at the clown, "Is he the spade man you mentioned?"

The clown came back to his senses from the astonishment, and heard Jiu Ye asking him. He paused, and the corners of his lips under the mask curled up, and said lightly: "Yes."

Jiu Ye looked ugly, is he really a venerable? !

The guy who can directly deal with such a terrifying evil force can only be a venerable! Why do we need to show our strength?

"Damn it - our plan has completely collapsed." Lan Hu really didn't expect that the clown's judgment was right. He, who had always been at odds with the clown, looked a little unhappy.

"Master Jiu, what should we do now?"

"Should we retreat?"

"The people in the Holy Department are mad dogs. They will definitely take this opportunity to kill us."

The clown looked at the surprised and annoyed expressions of the people around him in silence, and sneered in his heart: "Heh~ a bunch of clowns, I told you not to believe me."

Xia Feng was still sucking.

He half-closed his eyes and focused his attention on the palm of his hand. The evil spirit liquid quickly flowed into the heart of the evil demon along the spiritual pressure of the palm.

The fine and broken Wuliang Stone wrapped in the evil spirit liquid was filtered and intercepted by the palm of his hand, and rolled into the sleeve pocket continuously along the cuffs.

Ding Ding Ding Ding -

It was the clear sound of gold and stone hitting each other.

1 gram, 10 grams, 20 grams, 30 grams. 60 grams.

The Wuliang Stone seemed to be distributed very evenly, 10 grams at a time.

90 grams, 100 grams, 110 grams. 190 grams!

290 grams!

390 grams!

At this moment, the speed slowed down a little, and he raised his eyes to take a rest.

But just as he squinted, his expression froze.

In the sky not far away, a dozen blood-robed figures were floating in front of a golden door, and there were strange marks on their foreheads.

Xia Feng saw the member of the God's Evil Society wearing a clown mask at a glance.

"These people are. The God's Evil Society?"

Xia Feng's expression changed slightly, and he was shocked.

Am I breaking into a wolf's den? This time I'm done for!

In a flash, he had a lot of thoughts, but when he saw the vigilant faces of the cult members in the distance, he was stunned again, and then an idea came to him.

Xia Feng looked at the clown thoughtfully.

"Could they think I'm a venerable?"

"If that's the case." Seeing this, Xia Feng was relieved and continued to close his eyes to search for the infinite stone.

As the evil spirit liquid in the sea of ​​evil clouds was drawn out, large pieces of red blood beast impurities were suspended in the air.

But unexpectedly, the blood beast impurities did not fall to the ground, but began to gather and condense.

As the blood light flashed, the blood beast impurities within every 500 meters condensed into a two-meter-high red giant egg, falling directly to the ground.

This egg is called the evil egg. As the name suggests, if it is cultivated properly, there is a chance that an evil beast will be born.

This is also the most primitive way for the evil tribe to be born.

In a huge area of ​​tens of kilometers, nearly a hundred evil eggs fell from the sky, some of which were broken into pieces, and some landed luckily.

But the people of the Holy Department had no time to pay attention to these. The prince's pupils dilated slightly, staring at the mysterious man with his palms raised and eyes closed in the distance. He was astonished and hesitant:

"Is this. Venerable?"

"Looking at this method, it is likely to be."

Xuanwu also came back to his senses, his slightly stagnant expression converged, and his originally cold old face slowly smiled, his eyes sparkling, "Interesting, it seems that God will not destroy my King's Landing."

Things were completely beyond his expectations.

As the sea of ​​​​Erli Clouds dissipated, the rainstorms all over King's Landing gradually receded.

The gloomy expressions of the people of the Holy Department also withdrew, looked at each other, and breathed a sigh of relief. They originally thought that the city was going to be destroyed, but they didn't expect that a mysterious Venerable would appear halfway and turn the tide with strange means!

This is also a blessing in disguise.

"Lord Prince, let's go, let's go and meet this mysterious Venerable."

As Xuanwu finished speaking, everyone disappeared from the spot.

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Mu Qingtong stood in front of Pingshan Hospital, looking up at the sky. At this moment, her eyes were big and full of question marks.

The guy wearing a spade mask in the sky was obviously Xia Feng.

"Is this guy a Venerable?"

"No -" Mu Qingtong frowned, and everything about Xia Feng began to emerge in her mind. She soon found a picture - the scene of Xia Feng helping the girl in the white dress to treat her illness.

"This is his ability." Mu Qingtong thought, or it could be said to be one of his trump cards.

Mu Qingtong's lips curled up subconsciously, "Interesting, you can do this."

Thinking of this, she looked down at the purple crystal in her hand that kept changing shapes, pursed her lips, looked a little helpless, shook her head and murmured: "I still want to save you, I am too arrogant."

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