1561 Master and Servant War (3)

Style: Heros Author: Zi RanWords: 1140Update Time: 24/01/19 04:41:53
Fu Shiyi held the purification bottle in his hand and moved his lips. The purification bottle trembled slightly with a "buzz" sound, and then flew down from her hand. With a flash of white light, it sank into the ground. Fu Shiyi used an earth escape technique and followed closely. thereafter.

The pure bottle fell thousands of feet.

The pressure deep underground caused the protective shield on Fu Shiyi to deform.

But.

The clean bottle still continues without stopping.

and.

The further down you go, the thicker the black mist in the ground becomes. It has become so thick that it is almost like substance, and the restraint on your spiritual consciousness becomes stronger.

"Buzz buzz"

The net bottle suddenly stopped in front of a boulder.

Fu Shiyi probed carefully, but still couldn't sense Magu's presence.

His eyes fell on this boulder.

Fu Shiyi had a vague guess in his mind.

Make a secret gesture with both hands.

A ray of true energy turned into a long whip, whistling, and struck hard on the boulder. A whip that can destroy tens of thousands of heavy stones should be easy to defeat. However, a ripple flashed past, and a The formation light curtain flashed away, and then everything returned to normal, with the boulder standing there safe and sound.

Apparently.

The huge boulder in front of me is just a deception.

Fu Shiyi thought about it and recited a spell silently. A milky-white jade ladder appeared from under her feet. The jade ladder passed directly through the boulder. At this time, ripples rose up from the boulder, and a huge formation formed. The light curtain manifested.

In the formation.

An altar was piled high there.

Complex patterns of magic circles were carved around the altar, and a mysterious aura gathered from the formations and landed on the altar.

On top of the altar.

Magu was sitting cross-legged, her eyebrows were tightened and her body was stained with blood, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. In front of her, there was a ghost cultivator who was exactly like her sitting cross-legged. However, this ghost cultivator was not taller than Six feet away, on the ghost cultivator's forehead, San Bo's curse mark was imprinted there.

When Fu Shiyi crossed the formation light curtain.

In Magu's body, countless mantras shot out and quickly and urgently disappeared into the body of the ghost cultivator.

Guixiu's body trembled slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Fu Shiyi. With a sarcastic smile on his lips, he activated his magic weapon, flew out of the altar, and shot towards Fu Shiyi. Before he arrived, his body shape kept coming. The ground swelled, and the mana on his body also showed symptoms of instability.

Apparently.

This ghost cultivator wants to blow himself up!

Fu Shiyi snorted coldly, and with a thought in his mind, he instantly activated the spell to kill Magu. The ghost cultivator's figure that was flying in the air stopped instantly, and then, as if he was in great pain, he held his head and screamed, which lasted for less than 10 seconds. As soon as he took a breath, the screams stopped suddenly and turned into a ball of blood, which scattered on the ground.

Magu, however, was sitting cross-legged at the end of the altar, safe and sound.

Fu Shiyi's eyes shrank.

The ghost cultivator just now is obviously the incarnation of Magu's refining, and he has successfully transferred all the curse seals cast by Sanbo and Fu Zhihong's master-servant contract to the substitute. The substitute is only second level, even if it was just now It was a self-destruction. In fact, it was not very lethal. However, as the master, Fu Shiyi's soul would be severely damaged, so Fu Shiyi immediately activated the curse seal and took action to obliterate it.

at this time.

Magu finally regained her freedom.

and.

She also held a cleansing bottle in her hand.

Magu slowly stood up from the altar. She waved her sleeves and the blood on her body fell away. She wore a moon-white robe on her body. She had white hair and looked down at Fu Shiyi.