Chapter 339: Netherworld Black Prison Locks Strong Enemies
Chapter 339: The Nether Hell Locks Strong Enemies
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"Madman, madman, this guy is a madman. A poor monk is not as knowledgeable as a madman." Jiuluoduo was furious.
Xu Rui himself has been standing in the air, while activating the Netherworld Black Prison, covering the surrounding area hundreds of feet to prevent Jiuluoduo from escaping.
The other side controls Kunlun to continuously attack Jiuluoduo, constantly consuming his energy and mana.
Seeing Jiuluo Duo trying to avoid him, his heart moved.
A marrow cleansing point is added to Kunlun.
boom!
The energy and blood that were originally silent were like a volcano erupting, rising three feet in an instant.
Kunlun's already somewhat heavy footsteps suddenly became brisk, and his speed increased several times in an instant.
call.
Along with the strong wind, the impact increased exponentially.
Jiuluo Duo has been practicing for many years and has rich experience. He instantly noticed the changes in Kunlun and subconsciously waved the bone staff.
boom.
Along with the roar, Jiuluoduo was directly lifted three or four feet away.
It has been more than a dozen times, and this is the first time he has been knocked away.
Kunlun was unyielding and launched another ferocious and brutal collision towards Jiuluoduo.
This time he was on guard and swung the bone staff violently.
Accompanied by fierce collisions.
Jiuluo was knocked back a foot.
"How can it be?"
It was clear that at the end of the battle, not only did he instantly recover as before, but he also became stronger?
"Did he also use forbidden magic like me?"
"It must be so."
Jiuluoduo, who thought he had guessed correctly, frowned. Although he had accumulated bone essence for many years in his body, it would be detrimental to him if he delayed for too long.
Especially when there is an ignorant guy next to him who is eyeing him.
"It can't be delayed any longer."
Hand seals.
"The immortal light of the bones."
Withered white spiritual light rushed out of the body, and the whole person turned into a three-foot-long white spiritual light, whistling and flying upward.
Xu Rui sat on the Jiuxian gourd, looked at it, and stretched out his finger.
The netherworld and the black prison began to churn instantly.
The billowing black mist rotates clockwise, and Jiuluoduo's white bone aura also flies in the direction of the flow of the black mist.
This Netherworld Black Prison is a fifth-grade medium-level skill, one of the three major methods in the "Three Lives and Three Worlds of Reincarnation". Naturally, it is not that easy to break out of.
The skeleton monk quickly realized something was wrong.
According to the distance I flew, I should have rushed out of the mountain stream long ago, but now the surroundings are still dark, which is obviously not normal.
Before he could think it through.
The air roared as it was torn apart by brute force, and lightning came.
After more than a dozen duels, he was familiar with the voice.
Soon, he raised his green dragon shield high, and the figure as powerful as a mad tiger appeared in front of him again.
Jiuluo Duo looked gloomy.
He suddenly activated the bone staff and struck out.
Boom.
Powerful power came rolling in.
The skeleton monk could not resist and was knocked away again.
This time it flew nearly two feet before stopping.
"What's going on? His power is stronger."
Jiuluo Duo looked at Kunlun who rushed up again in surprise.
He could still suppress the opponent before, but now he has fallen behind.
Although there were factors that he was not prepared for, he was also keenly aware that the opponent's power was much stronger than at the beginning.
Xu Rui, who was sitting cross-legged on the Jiuxian gourd, looked at Kunlun's attributes with a smile on his face.
His current marrow cleansing point belongs to the golden elixir level.
And Kunlun's cultivation level is still at the foundation-building level.
A single marrow cleansing point not only repaired his physical body, but also improved his cultivation level a lot.
Strength naturally becomes stronger.
"We must not let this guy escape again."
With a wave of his right hand, several rays of spiritual light flew out from the Brewmaster's gourd.
The Pure Sun Mirror, Thunder Umbrella, Qinglin Ju, and himself, together with himself, seal the east, west, north, and south. If the skeleton monk rushes out, he can be beaten back.
At the same time, he activated the thirty-six heavenly soul-binding chains to fly into the ghost prison of the underworld, waiting for the opportunity to move.
A large golden bowl flew into the air.
It is the Gabala bowl that originally belonged to the skeletal monk Gurudo.
Now he has been controlled by him using the puppet charm.
After being hit by Kunlun several times again.
Jiuluo Duo felt that the magic power in his body was showing signs of crumbling.
"No, the White Bone Liberation Dharma is about to end."
No more hesitation immediately.
He ripped off his left arm and threw it violently.
Right hand pinch.
"burst!"
Boom.
The left arm exploded instantly, as if hundreds of kilograms of dynamite were ignited, and surging bone spiritual energy rose into the sky.
The Nether Hell, which was as thick as pulp and could not be seen even if one stretched out one's hand, was forced out of a gap by the powerful impact.
Jiuluoduo looked overjoyed and flew over quickly.
Just about to come out.
"Certainly!"
The strange soul-shaking technique surged forward, and Jiuluoduo felt his soul tremble, and his reaction was half a beat slower.
Qinglinju crashed down.
Boom.
He was thrown into the dark hell again.
Jiuluoduo reacted with anger in his heart. Just as he was about to continue, the roaring sound of explosions came again.
Without his arm bones, he didn't dare to force the attack and quickly dodged away.
Kunlun, holding the green dragon shield high, rushed over and brushed against his body.
Without hitting anyone, Kunlun's huge body turned around nimbly, and the green dragon shield swept over with a bright arc of light.
Jiuluoduo quickly put the bone staff in front of him.
With a bang, he was knocked away again.
But just before he stopped, a dark spiritual light flew over silently from the darkness.
After realizing something was wrong, Jiuluoduo instantly changed his tactics and blocked the white bone staff behind him.
The two sides touched.
There was no earth-shattering roar.
The Thirty-Six Tiangang Soul-Absorbing Locks directly penetrated the bone-white spiritual light on the surface of the white bone staff, and detained Jiuluoduo's spiritual consciousness inside.
During this delay, Jiuluoduo also had a chance to survive and managed to escape from the pinch of Kunlun and the Soul-Restraining Lock.
He subconsciously recalled the protective weapon, but the bone staff showed no response.
My heart skipped a beat, and I understood.
The only remaining protective weapon was gone.
And he was still trapped in this endless darkness.
My heart keeps sinking.
He never imagined that when he woke up, it would not be a world where spiritual energy was revived, but his own desperate situation.
"No, I am the skeleton monk Jiuluo Duo, the seventeenth generation leader of the Samsara Sect. I must not die here."
Gritting his teeth.
The right arm bone, left leg bone, and right leg bone all flew out.
"Bang bang bang!"
Boom…!
An earth-shaking explosion sounded.
It was like tons of dynamite exploded.
The extremely powerful impact, accompanied by the surging bone essence, rushed in all directions crazily.
Kunlun was directly knocked away.
The ghost prison that spread nearly a hundred feet was like a balloon that was leaking air everywhere, and a bone-white light as fast as lightning rose into the sky.
Xu Rui, who had been prepared for a long time, felt something in his heart.
A large golden bowl suddenly flew down, and powerful swallowing power surged forward.
With only his head and torso left, Jurado tried to change direction but was too late.
"No!"
With a desperate cry, he was taken in directly.
To prevent him from self-destructing again, Xu Rui stretched out his hand and the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Soul Binding Locks also flew in.
He was in shock and couldn't escape at all.
The soul-detaining lock passed through it and directly captured the soul.
Only when he got here did he really breathe a sigh of relief.
"Finally done."
He took back all the spiritual weapons and found a cleaner place to sit down.
Although he defeated a powerful enemy, he didn't feel much joy in his heart. Instead, he felt very tired.
"A hairless 'Golden Pill' is so difficult to deal with, how strong can a real Golden Pill cultivator be?!"
The pride that arose after experiencing the battles at King Xian's Tomb and Jinguang Temple was instantly beaten to pieces.