Law of the Devil
Chapter 322 [White River Sorrow!] (4,000 extra words, apologies for talking)
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(It's too late to update today, although I apologize to everyone, I still feel sorry for it! So why don't you just write this chapter out, 4,000 words. Today's updates amount to 14,000 words.
I apologize to all of you! After all, empty mouth say sorry, it seems too dishonest, it would be better to have something practical. Right?)
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Chapter 302 [White River Sorrow!
Immediately after the blue sea tornado disk was disintegrated by the other party, a "bloody charm” was applied. He bit his tongue and sprayed a bunch of blood. The blood just exited, and instantly condensed into a small human figure, and a tooth dancing claw poured onto the white shaman. This bloodthirsty little man is nothing to be amused about. According to Dewey's book of witchcraft, this bloody little human being resembles a dead creature in the dark magic of the Roland continent, and as soon as it touches you, it sucks your anger constantly! And this stuff, it's hard to deal with, it doesn't have a fixed form, so long as its owner isn't dead, even if you blow it up, it can quickly regroup.
Against this spell, the white shaman just sneered, he took two steps back, carefully not letting this blood charm touch him, but suddenly took a deep breath, his mouth instantly became 17 or 8 times bigger! Then a big breath erupted and the air in his mouth flushed into countless fine arrows! After such a heavy storm, the Blue Sea dared not resist in the face and hurried away. But the bloody little man, who had changed, was suddenly blown up into countless tiny clots and landed on the ground. And those clots creep slowly, as if they were going to regroup. But the countless arrows sprayed from the white shamans put every clot of dead nail on the ground, preventing them from reintegrating in the swimming!
This spell is a kind of "soul fixing” in the Big Snow Mountain Witchcraft. In fact, if you are an average master, you can also eject it in one breath and become like an arrow. But after all, the airflow could not condense for a long time, and it blew away instantly. But in the witchcraft of this snowy mountain, there is a strange gateway to keep the air arrows together!
The two men went back and forth like this, while the other hand, each engaged in a martial arts struggle on the snow mountain. The martial arts of this snowy mountain are extremely weird and harsh in Dewey's view! And it's all very unconventional, and most importantly, the weird, soft-softweaking technique used by the female assassin Eloise that Dewey saw in the first place can make her body twist like noodles, without any limitation to the joints of the human body. This is even more extreme for both of us!! The jujitsu of that female assassin, Aaron, although astonishing, is not yet completely out of the limit of the human body, and there are traces to be found.
The two guys spread out and there was no sign of anything between them!! Dewey even saw that white shaman screw his body like a twinkle and fly back to where it was!
Overall, it was as if the Blue Sea had been pressed against the wind, and he performed every spell, and that white shaman could easily dissolve immediately. And the Blue Sea can't take advantage of the other hand's martial arts struggle.
“You disappoint me.” The white shaman sighed suddenly: “Though you seem to be old and young, it is only your flesh that is strong. But your temper and magic have degenerated... Alas, what use is it to cultivate this useless rejuvenation child! You always like this useless kung fu! ”
After that, he suddenly jumped out of his body, the whole person rolled like mud, slipped directly into the palm crack of the Blue Sea, in a very strange position, one hit the heart of the Blue Sea, the Blue Sea finally couldn't stand it, the mouth was just a bite of blood erupted! And that white shaman smiled strangely long, his body became like a snake, wrapped around the Blue Sea at extremely fast speed, flipped over and down, fingers connected to the Blue Sea body! Blue Sea couldn't resist getting rid of it, even being severely injured, after spraying seven or eight pieces of blood, couldn't hold on, finally one ass sat on the ground!
This white shaman didn't chase, but took a step back and stood there, looking cold at the Blue Sea: “Joy! Is that what you've been working on all these years? The last time you could beat me twice, why did you step back so much this time? ”
Blue Sea bit his lip, sat on the ground, lifted his index finger of his right hand, melted an elongated cold air, like a sword, and stabbed the white clothes in the past.
The white shaman smiled lightly, waved his hand, a flame flashed through, and dissolved the Blue Sea offense: “Joy! If you have 'Beauty Under the Moon', you may be eligible to fight me with your frost temper, but now... you are making me lose interest in even killing you. ”
Blue Sea sat on the ground, suddenly weird hey hey smile, looked up, with blood on his mouth: “Don't be proud, look under your feet. ”
The white shamans looked down and saw that the ground was full of the blood that had just erupted from the Blue Sea, a piece to the east and a piece to the west... but these traces of blood, on the ground, were hidden as if a subtle pattern had been formed!
The white shaman finally changed color, and he was shocked: "Soul array? What a blue sea, you are still so cunning!! ”
After that, he immediately backed away, but Blue Sea was already ready, and he was worried, just waiting for this moment! The Holy Order's mastery of the rules of space led him to change the rules of space in a moment, and that white shaman, though a few steps backwards, seemed to be just stepping in place. His face was even more gloomy, suddenly he took a deep breath, suddenly his whole body burst out of flame, originally locked his various constraints and rules, suddenly collapsed, this is absolute strength advantage, but it is not a coincidence!
The Blue Sea was broken by the other party with this brutal and powerful force, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spit out, but he finally had the chance to read the last spell!
In a flash, there's blood on the ground! The white shaman shouted, as if he saw the scariest thing, his body backed up continuously. Every time the blood contaminated his body, a faint green cigarette immediately appeared on him!
He withdrew extremely quickly, but by the time he collapsed, half of his body had been devoured by blood, and the other half was like a melting snowman.
Blue Sea's face was even more ugly. After all, he had to sigh long after seeing the other party escape from the formation.
White shaman bites his teeth, his eyes are full of killing breath, but he looks at the Blue Sea harshly, not up, but takes a deep breath: “Joy! You got away with it this time! You can still beat me to death! Well, I kept my promise, and now that I'm finally hurt in your hand, I can't kill you! Let's give you another nine years and September! ”
After that, his body quickly retracted, and when he retreated to the corner of the wall, he finally flashed, and the whole person disappeared into the wall, and disappeared.
The Blue Sea just stood swinging, and he bled out again, and then right under Dewey's eyes, his swollen muscles shrunk again, and instantly grew old, spreading around his face, and finally, almost three points older than he had been before!
The eyes of the Blue Sea were so tired, I looked at Dewey and laughed bitterly: "Duchess, you've opened your eyes quite a bit today. I'm almost at the bottom of the Blue Sea! ”
Dewey was full of questions: "You... Blue Sea! Who the hell are you? You and that white shaman, they're all holy class strong?! That guy, he's definitely not some white shaman! Normal white shamans, I've met them too, there's no way they can be so strong! ”
“Him?” The Blue Sea smiled with a faint smile: “Of course he's not a regular white shaman! With such great strength, where else could there be someone stronger than him? Humph, Dewey, let me tell you, he is the current Witch King of Snow Mountain... White River Grief! ”
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White River sadness?!
This answer, though somewhat astonishing, leaves Dewey at heart.
It's the Witch King! Only a wizard king can possess such strength!
Otherwise... if you pull one person out of the snow mountain, you have this strong and horrible power... Dewey, why don't you stop making enemies of Snow Mountain and surrender while you can!
In Dewey's view, this grieving power of the White River is no longer beneath that old monster in the Green Robe Gandalf! Not to mention Gandhof and Hussein. Though they are all holy, they are only good at the same thing, either magic or martial arts!
But this pervert is a magic and martial dual cultivation, both cultivated to the highest realm!
Thinking about it, Dewey had to take a deep look at the Blue Sea... to the extent that he could fight with the Witch King, this Blue Sea is also the best level of strength on the continent!
“Mr. Blue Sea, I never knew that you still had such strength! If you can defeat the current Witch King, you shouldn't be an ordinary character on the Great Snow Mountain!” Dewey stared closely at the Blue Sea.
“Two defeats?” The Blue Sea shook its head and laughed: “You overestimated my strength! Duchess! With my strength, if the White River really can kill me with his good strength, I can support a few faces, it would be fortunate! ”
“But just now...” Dewey sinks in her heart!
“Just now...” Blue Sea sighed: “Just standing here is not a real white river sadness! For a very special reason, the White River is unable to take a step down Snow Mountain! So the person who just came here, his body is a white shaman apprentice under the White River sadness seat, but White River sadness, although he cannot step down the mountain for that special reason, every ten years he can use the law of usurpation to attach his soul to a different body to leave the snow mountain! It's just a spell that can only be used once in a decade and lasts only three months at a time. So... I agreed to meet him every nine years and nine months. ”
After a pause, he smiled bitterly: “Fortunately, with this technique of usurpation, borrowing a body to use, his ability can only play two or three percent at most. Only in this way will I be able to persevere until now otherwise I would be a corpse now. ”
2... 2 30%?!!
Cold sweat came out when Deweton.
Twenty-three percent?
So... if it's the White River grief in a complete state... isn't it the strength of the Dragon clan chief, the kind of tough pervert?!
A human being, how strong can he be?
“He is indeed a genius among geniuses, as if he were born to possess powerful power! What we studied together with our teacher in the Great Snow Mountains was that any powerful martial arts, he would learn, any profound magic, he would read it and he would be able to do it. Under the age of thirty, he has surpassed our teacher! No one on the whole snowy mountain admits he's the strongest!” The Blue Sea sighed softly: “Unfortunately… there is a fatal weakness in his personality: pride! His pride flowed into the blood. Because he was so proud! But even I have to admit, he does have a proud capital! Looking at the continent, not only contemporary, but even if pushed forward for 300 years, he can be said to be the strongest! If I may say so, none of those powerful men who have emerged in the last three hundred years on the continent can compare to his grief! If you have to find someone to compare with... then, I'm afraid, it's just...”
hesitated for a moment, the Blue Sea slowed down: “Only a thousand years ago could the Aragon Emperor compete with him! The White River has often said," It is a pity that he was born a thousand years late… Otherwise, it is not known who will die the deer's hand, the position of the strongest one under the starry sky! "”
If it was someone else, Dewey would have laughed off his teeth! But from the mouth of a versatile Blue Sea college student, one has to weigh the weight!
“In fact, even if he used the art of usurpation, he borrowed a body down the mountain to kill me... with his two-thirds strength, it was far from resisting! As you just saw, I plotted to hurt him, but he was still perfectly capable of killing me. He's just so proud! That's what I used to do when I lied to him and made a vow! That is, if he wants to kill me, unless he can beat me and be unharmed! Otherwise, he won't kill me! Hey hey... if it hadn't been for this vow, I'd be dead many times in the last few decades! ”
(Sigh a sigh, it's the last four days of the month, ask for the month ticket...)
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