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Chapter 402 The Infernal Prisoner

"The situation may not be so optimistic. If it pushes away the position of the nine-day thunder and attacks when the seven-star retrograde is over? Therefore, we must kill this ghost within the period when the seven-star retrograde is over!" I looked coldly at the 'blank' area ahead!

"Hey, what a strange boy, not only can he avoid my sneak attack twice, but he is also so good at thunder magic at a young age. He is indeed a rare seedling. But it's a pity that you still have to hate this today!" A sharp voice came out of the "blank" position. As he spoke, a black mist emerged from the empty space. The mist condensed but did not dissipate, and soon formed a cloak. The cloak floated alone in the air, and there was still no figure inside, but you could feel a state of late stage in the cultivation of Qi and transforming God.

Not long after, a sickle more than two meters high in front of the cloak slowly appeared. After the sickle appeared, the aura suddenly surged to the point visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, it passed the late stage of Qi and God-turning, and was not inferior to the master of Qi and God-turning Great Perfection.

"It seems that this sickle is a powerful magic weapon. It can actually make this ghost realm higher. If it is in the late stage of Qi-Turning God, I can still use the thunder method to suppress the ghost energy to kill him. But now his strength has broken through the Great Perfection of Qi-Turning God, I probably will not be its opponent." After pondering for a while, I looked up at the position of the black robe and asked in a voice, "Who are you?"

"Gaga, who am I? You don't even know me? You still have the courage to come down to this underworld?" A strange voice came from the black cloak, "Okay, I'll let you die today. I am the voice of the underworld, or I am the Infernal Affairs Envoy."

"What, is the Inajutsu Messenger?" Bai Mei seemed very surprised.

"What is the Amitabha Sutra?" I asked in disguise.

"You should have heard of the soul-catching messenger. The soul-catching messenger is in the world to capture the souls of the dead and into the underworld. If this Wujiu envoy is with the Jinyiwei and the Dongchang of the Ming Dynasty in our world, it is specifically responsible for dealing with evil ghosts. This ghost has a high status. The sickle in its hand is specially used for soul-catching. Don't be touched by it, otherwise your soul will be hooked away. It is invisible and incompatible with the sickle, it is simply a nightmare for evil ghosts!" Bai Mei said.

"So that's it!" I nodded thoughtfully, then looked in the direction of the ghost and said, "Since you are the Invincible Hell, why don't you catch the evil ghost? Why do you want my life?"

"Haha, don't you understand? I've also been peeking at the Soulless Ghost Evil for a long time. I appeared earlier than the Blood Ghost Evil Evil Evil. It's just that no one of you has appeared. It's beyond my expectations that you can avoid my two attacks. But now I have the blessing of the Wujian Scythe, and you can't be my opponent."

"I have been following this soulless ghost demon for more than two hundred years. After practicing it into a clone, I will be able to walk across the underworld for hundreds of years in the future, haha." Wujiu smiled with a thought. Although I couldn't see him, I could feel its hot gaze, staring at the ghost demon cub hanging on my chest with a crazy look on my face.

"Haha, of course, your system is good. I will also refine you into a puppet. In the future, when I command the underworld, I will let you guard the gate of my palace. But now, go die!"

A loud shout came, and the Inaglio Yuen raised the black sickle and waved it gently. At this time, the floating dark clouds blocked the blood-colored bright moon, and the already dim underworld suddenly became even darker. A huge ghost energy surged out from the black sickle, and the ghost energy rushed towards me like a locust.

I hurriedly dodged several meters and looked at the Wuji Yuushi with a heavy expression. At the same time, a thunder in my hand was almost condensed and slapped forward. The lightning had the ability to control evil spirits naturally. The violently beating arc dissipated in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the arc generated by the thunder nine days was retracted, forming a purple armor to protect the body. Since I could see this ghost, there was no need to disperse the lightning.

"Hmph, it's useless. Even if lightning is born to suppress ghost energy, the gap in strength between you and me is too big, so big that even the thunder-type Taoist Techniques cannot be densely distributed." After saying that, Wuji Yu made the aura of the whole body burst again, without a trace of sign. The powerful force that shocked the entire space instantly solidified me in mid-air, and it was difficult to move.

?With a sinister smile, Wujiyu made the sickle in his hand swing in the air, a black light slashed towards me like an arc-shaped wheel gently and silently. The space around him vibrated, and a sound like thunder filled every corner of the world.

My face pale instantly. With the blessing of the black sickle, the power of the Invincible Hell is no less than the sect leader of the nine major sects. I am no match for it at all. Even if the seven-star retrograde and the nine-day thunder are blown away, he has absolute suppression ability on me. It seems that there is no other way except the hand of the ghost elixir.

However, the hand of the ghost elixir conflicts with the thunder method. Usually, the hand of the ghost elixir can be used normally with the left hand. However, once the hand of the ghost elixir is activated, the lightning in the left hand will quickly dissipate and thick smoke begins to emerge. In less than half a breath, my left arm is like burnt wood, extremely black, and between the black, the red lines constantly flash, scattering a breath of destruction.

"Huh, what is this?" Wuji Yu exclaimed in surprise.

"Thunder in the palm of your hand!"

With a loud shout, a thunder in the palm of my palm condensed in my right hand and swung it towards the black light. The basin-sized thunder and lightning collided with the black light in an instant, but the violent explosion in imagination did not occur, but there were two dull sounds of "sizzling". The thunder in the palm of my palm was cut into two halves by the black light. The black light did not pause at all, and continued to cut towards my body.

"Golden Crow Sword!"

I was a little surprised. The power of this black light was much stronger than I thought. Fortunately, I was ready. With a trembling left hand, the golden crow sword appeared in my palm. I waved it hard. Under the terrifying energy of the hand of the ghost, the golden crow sword instantly turned red and bright. With a "boom", a slurry column more than three feet thick was like a volcano, gushing out with a powerful aura of destruction.

"So strong? This is something that a mere person who practices Qi and transforms God in the early stage can use?" Wuji Yu's tone was a little surprised, but soon, it laughed disdainfully, "But my Wuji sickle is a ghost energy. It's a bit of a fool to break my attack."

"Boom!"
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