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Chapter 491 Eighty-one paintings are prisons

The dangerous depths of darkness.

In the mysterious black soil of chaos, the scruffy black figure that was striding away suddenly turned around and looked at the black hoe, with some doubts on its face.

He seemed to have forgotten something important.

"Is this still a plan set by the Saints?"

He was thoughtful.

Logically speaking, he was set up by all the saints and trapped in the black soil of chaos in the depths of darkness, so he should not have the idea of ​​digging out the black soil of chaos.

Digging into the black soil of chaos and getting out of trouble are two different things.

Not to be confused.

The most important thing is, why did he dig the black soil of chaos?

He really hasn't thought about the purpose of digging the chaotic black soil. Is there something hidden under the chaotic black soil?

This is possible.

But why did he forget it after he regained consciousness? With an existence of his level, it is impossible to forget...

But he did forget.

Could it be that after all the saints joined forces to trick him, they set up a situation that could affect his will? When his consciousness was confused, he thought that digging the black soil of chaos was his own behavior?

so.

He couldn't confirm it now.

Was this digging of the black soil of chaos a voluntary act on his part, or was it a trap set up by the saints that affected his will?

At this time, he thought about it and walked back, picked up the black hoe and examined it.

This hoe is not simple, it is very hard and not an ordinary thing.

But the problem is.

Where did this hoe come from?

If he voluntarily dug the chaotic black soil, then he should not have a hoe on him, and how could his dignified uncle carry a hoe with him?

Although he is a local uncle, he is not an old farmer.

From this point of view, this should be the hoe thrown by the saints to him...

"hateful!"

Tu Bo sneered and seemed to finally understand.

However, he couldn't help but became furious. This was the humiliation of Hong Guoguo by the saints. He couldn't help shouting angrily: "These people don't have any good things, and they made me work as a digger for more than a thousand years..."

"When I get out of trouble, I will definitely wash away the Holy Path with blood to avenge myself for a thousand years."

Tu Bo said angrily.

A terrifying aura burst out from his whole body.

At this time, he suddenly threw away the hoe and flew out to pursue the faint sound of the cow. The cow's cry contained mysterious power and could guide him back from the darkness. The depths of the darkness were very scary, even if

Even he will be lost and cannot find his way back...

Moo——

In the chaotic black soil, the faint sound of cattle braying could be heard.

Tu Bo listened carefully and chased after him at high speed. After a moment, he looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "Haha, the holy sky collapsed..."

"Good job!"

Tu Bo laughed endlessly, and the aura around him filled the air like crazy.

Although the terrifying aura permeating his body disturbed the chaotic black soil, it was unable to break through the chaotic black soil. Therefore, even he could only walk back step by step, unable to break through the layers of space.

The lowing of cows is faintly heard.

Tu Bo kept chasing after the cow's braying, his pace getting faster and faster.

boom!

After a moment, Tu Bo punched out, and the chaotic black soil was immediately shattered, causing the surroundings to tremble. Then, he saw a holy monument buried in the chaotic black soil in front of him. On the holy monument were written the four words "draw the ground as a prison"

Large characters.

Every big character exudes terrifying holy power.

The four holy powers intertwined to create a huge prison, which just happened to trap Tu Bo inside.

But at this time, Tu Bo has woken up, and naturally he will not be trapped by the "drawing the ground as a prison" of the Legalist saints. The "drawing of the ground as a prison" of the Legalist saints can only trap Tu Bo when he is confused, but cannot trap him when he is awake.

Tubo.

Moreover, all the saints have already retired to seclusion, and the holy monuments they left behind are not as powerful as they were before.

Boom boom boom——

Tu Bo punched out.

Each punch unleashed a terrifying force that could almost break open the space of the chaotic black earth. If he were in Zhou Tianxia, ​​every punch of Tu Bo could flatten a towering mountain.

Click——

After Tu Bo punched the ninth, the sacred stele "Painting the Ground as a Prison" cracked. After Tu Bo punched the tenth punch, the holy stele "Painting the Ground as a Prison" instantly shattered...

Tu Bo's body was extremely burly, and the muscles on his body bulged like mountains.

His face was resolute, with sharp edges and corners, like a knife, with three thousand feet of thick black hair hanging behind him. His dark eyes were like stars in the sky, and he emitted a steely aura that seemed to penetrate the world.

Like a giant who came back from ancient times.

Every move he makes emits a terrifying aura that will destroy the world, and his body contains explosive terrifying power.

The power can break the sky.

And he always exudes a strong aura of law, as if he can control everything in the world.

However, it is difficult to control the Chaos Black Earth.

This chaotic black soil appears to be soil, but its essence does not seem to be soil.

This made Tu Bo temporarily unable to tell what the chaotic black soil was. It carried an unreal feeling, seeming to be somewhere between reality and illusion...

When Tu Bo broke the "painted ground as a prison", he was still in prison behind.

Or "draw the ground as a prison".

boom!

boom!

Tubo's huge body was like a giant bulldozer, pushing it all the way out.

The fist shattered everything.

Unstoppable!

However, what he didn't expect was that after smashing the second "painted ground as a prison", there were still a series of "painted ground as prisons", all arranged by Legalist saints, which seemed to have no end. But at this time, he had already smashed it.

He learned the seventh method of "drawing the ground as a prison", which made him stunned and at the same time became furious.

Although these "drawing the ground as a prison" cannot really trap him, it can disgust him.

What does this saying of "drawing the ground as a prison" mean?

Didn't he say that his dignified uncle was a prisoner?

"Ha ha--"

He laughed wildly with anger.

If it hadn't been for him, how could Holy Week have overthrown the ghost merchants so quickly?

It can even be said that he was the first to overthrow the ghost merchants!

Without him to turn the tide, it would have taken Holy Week at least ten years, or even longer, to overthrow the ghost merchants...

wrong!

If it weren't for him.

In other words, he stood firmly by the Ghost Emperor's side.

It is uncertain whether this Holy Week still exists.

The disciples betrayed their trust and crossed the river and demolished the bridge. The more Tu Bo thought about it, the angrier he became, burning with terrible anger. At this time, the terrifying laws of earth burst out from his body, as if layers of continents were emerging around him...

"ah--"

Soon after, Tu Bo looked up to the sky and roared.

This was already the fifty-ninth "painting the ground as a prison" that he had destroyed. How many "painting the ground as a prison" had the Legalist saint arranged?

boom!

Road seventy-one.

boom!

"Eighty-one!"

At this time, Tu Bo gritted his teeth and veins popped out on his forehead.

He did not expect that in order to humiliate him, the Legalist saint actually arranged eighty-one "drawing the ground as a prison". In his rage, three thousand feet of thick black hair behind him danced wildly in the chaotic black soil, making a hunting sound like thunder.

.

His gaze cut out like a knife.




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