Two-dimensional Strengthening Master

The magic blood bomb hit the fairy mirror, making a heavy impact sound.

Gollum!

The mirror surface of the fairy mirror seemed to melt, turning into a pool of blue sea water, wrapping the magic blood bomb, pulling it in, and immediately returning to its original appearance.

"What fairy artifact is this?"

Seeing this, Chonglou was slightly taken aback. He only used [-]% of his strength for the magic blood bomb just now. Although he didn't use his full strength, it was still very powerful.At the very least, ordinary magician-level masters don't have the confidence to catch them.

And the opponent actually withstood his attack with a magic weapon!

To be honest, it was really beyond Chonglou's expectations.However, isn't it more interesting when things develop here?

He also didn't want the opponent to be a soft-footed shrimp with some strength, so it would be fun to play.After all, Chonglou has not done anything for many days, and if he does not move, he is afraid that his bones will rust.

At present, if someone is willing to be a sandbag, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds.I just hope that the other party can persist for a while, and don't let the deity down!

Thinking of this, the corners of Mo Zunlou's mouth raised slightly, his long black hair became bright red, a pair of magic horns protruded from his head, and the pattern on his forehead was like a flame. He was about to start serious.

"Fortunately, I brought a water mirror when I came out, otherwise I would be killed by this demon. What is the origin of this demon, and how is it so much more powerful than those demon generals?"

The ghost-faced man is wearing a mask, no one can see his expression, but he himself is very clear, now his brows are frowning into the word "Chuan", the opponent's strength is unfathomable, it seems that he is not an ordinary demon!

I am going to kick the iron plate today!

The ghost-faced man flinched in his heart, he didn't want to fight with the opponent, he quickly put away the fairy mirror, turned around and fled quickly.However, he forgot that the first time he wanted to escape in the dark, but the other party could easily intercept him.

Now, no matter how fast he escaped and had a few more legs, it would not help.

The corner of Chonglou's mouth raised slightly, looking at the direction the other party was fleeing, no matter where that guy fled to, even if he went to Nine Heavens God Realm, or Nine Nether Hell, Chonglou could block him.

Because the Demon Zunlou has this strength!

摄！

Chonglou stretched out his hand towards the air, breaking the void and sinking into the boundless black hole.

The ghost-faced man who was thousands of miles away tried his best to escape, and when he came to the seaside, his face was happy, and his tense expression gradually relaxed.However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a big hand that covered the sky and the sun appeared from the void, caught him, dragged him into the black hole of nothingness, and disappeared.

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Chapter 48

boom!

After spending a few seconds in the dark, when the light appeared again, he woke up from his daze, but at that time he fell from the sky and fell heavily in front of the heavy building.

Shaking his head, regaining consciousness, the ghost-faced man raised his head, his pupils narrowed, and was about to turn around and run away, but he found that he couldn't move at all, and the other party's purple-red eyes stared at him, making him feel terrified.

Who is the other party, why is his mana so powerful, and why his eyes seem to have taken his own soul into it.

"Say, who are you, don't challenge the patience of this deity!"

Chonglou glanced at the embarrassed ghost-faced man, and said coldly.

"Humph!"

The ghost-faced man came back to his senses, stabilized his mind, closed his eyes, made up his mind not to say anything, the other party would not answer any questions, and left the other party aside.

"I don't know how to live or die, it seems that if you don't give me some color, you dumb, you don't know how to speak?"

Mo Zunlou's eyes turned cold, and the wrist knife cut towards the ghost-faced man's arm, directly chopping off his entire left arm, and a large amount of blood sprayed out from his wound, like a fountain.

Ah!

The ghost-faced man suddenly felt a pain in his arm and screamed. By the time he quickly opened his eyes, it was already too late.He saw with his own eyes that his arm was separated from his body. At that moment, time seemed to be frozen, very slowly, and his arm fell to the ground with a lot of blood.

Devil, he is a devil!

This is the ghost-faced man's impression and fear of Zhonglou, and the opponent's methods are very cruel.

"I said, I said!"

The ghost-faced man saw a cruel smile on Chonglou's cold face, especially the red blood dripping from the opponent's wrist knife, and the tick-tock sound was like a big hammer, constantly beating his nerves.

"Who are you, and what power do you belong to!"

Chonglou glanced at the ghost-faced man with satisfaction, it is best to tell the truth to the deity, don't try to die, otherwise you will be looking for a dead end.Moreover, even if you don't tell the truth to the deity, the deity can get the information it wants to know from you.

"My name is Shui Jing, and I am a disciple of Shushan School!"

Before the man with the ghost mask finished speaking, a white light flashed, and the mask on his face was split in two by Chonglou, and Chonglou's cold laughter came from beside his ears: "Student of Shushan School, who are you fooling!"

The ghost-faced man was startled, he didn't expect the other party to reveal his identity so quickly.

"Besides, you are not called Shui Jing at all. When you lie to others, you have to use your head more, otherwise you will only embarrass yourself!"

Chonglou smiled coldly, and the other party actually said that he was a disciple of the Shushan School. This is simply a big joke... It should be noted that there has never been a disciple of the Shushan School in the Shushan School.Moreover, in the fight just now, although the opponent's moves were also of the Yujian type, they were obviously different from the Shushan School.

According to Chonglou's memory, this is the unique sword art of Penglai Yujiantang!

This guy is from Penglai Yujiantang, and has gray and white hair, and is half a hundred years old... He should be quite senior in Penglai Yujiantang!

Although Shushan School and Penglai Yujiantang are two sects of self-cultivation, they have always been friends, especially the head of Shushan Qingwei and Penglai Yujiantang's head Shang Fengzi are old friends for many years, how could they frame Shushan School? ? !

There must be some reason for this!

Chong Lou felt that things were a little weird, and there were a few questions that he could not explain. First of all, the identity of the other party should be the same as he guessed. He was from Penglai Yujian Hall, and his seniority was quite high. What about accusing and framing the Shushan faction when things come to an end?