As soon as he said this, he made his position clear. He unfolded his coat and took a straight step forward. The cold air flow all over his body reversed upward like the tide, turning into an endless cold wind, lingering around his whole body.
I focused my attention on the man's sleeves, and found that deep inside the sleeves that were blowing in the wind, a large number of lunar faces squirmed out, which were terrifying and vicious. A large number of blood-colored eyes were hidden under the sleeves, and the air was dark and boundless.
It was so horrifying that it made my eyes twitch.
This old boy is actually able to gather so many wronged souls into his body. It seems that he is not just speaking harshly, but he is a powerful character who is qualified to show his arrogance and domineering behavior.
I secretly frowned, but kept a calm expression on my face, and asked, "What do you call the master?"
He glanced at me calmly and said that the name is just a code name. If you want to know so much, I will tell you. My name is Puzendado, and I am a black magic master from Yangon. Young man, you
Woolen cloth?
I told him calmly that my name was Lin Feng, a little miscellaneous fish from the mainland with no background.
He smiled, with the terrifying thorn talisman beating on his face, and then pointed at the God-Eating Gu that was entangled in the flying head, shook his head and said seriously, "You are good at raising Gu. You can raise such a powerful natal Gu.
What a simple thing."
I frowned and said, do you know Gu?
Puzan laughed again and said that the black method of lowering the head is also a branch of witchcraft. Southeast Asia borders the Miao border. He often goes to places like that, so he knows the poison, which is not surprising.
I nodded and said, Mr. Puzan, since you recognize that it is my natal Gu, you must also know how difficult any spiritual Gu worthy of the word "natal" is, right? In today's battle,
The only thing we can do is neither lose nor win. If you leave now, you can still keep your dignity.
He laughed loudly and said, young man, are you threatening me? I looked at my nose with my eyes and my heart with my nose, and said calmly, "This is not a threat, but a fact. Your Feitoujiang can't deal with my natal Gu."
, in this stalemate, no one can take advantage of you. Master Jiangtou practices black magic and needs to pay a huge price. Your body is very weak. If we fight at close range, you may not be able to do it for me."
I don't say this just to show off, but there are special records about head-lowering masters in two broken books handed down from ancestors.
The so-called head-dropping masters are actually a group of "living dead" who practice black magic and deal with Yin spirits all day long.
Why? You must know that humans and ghosts have different paths. Under normal circumstances, living people and Yin spirits are in two different worlds and do not often meet and interact with each other. Once a living person comes into contact with Yin spirits, the Yang energy in the body will be affected.
, over a long period of time, evil and cold air will definitely enter the body, eventually leading to physical weakness and weak air.
Such a person does not have much close combat ability.
Therefore, they can basically only hide in the dark and use dark methods to cast spells, and rarely get close to people.
He nodded and said, judging from your expression, it seems that you know a lot about Jiangtou Master? I said yes, it’s just a family background, not enough to educate outsiders.
In the end, he laughed, with a face full of teasing and a bit of contempt, and said, "But, times will change. Who told you that the head-dropping master must not be able to fight in close combat?"
After saying this, his demeanor completely changed. He actually bit his middle finger in front of me, then touched the blood from his middle finger on his forehead, and began to recite sutras and mantras quickly.
This kind of sutra and incantation is different from the Taoist incantation, but a special curse that combines the black magic of the evil sect and the Sanskrit sounds of Hinayana Buddhism. As the sound of the sutra and incantation is passed on, the old boy's shriveled body actually glows again.
In the second spring, he began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, his muscles gradually became plump, and he became a standard muscular man.
And my face changed in an instant.
Ci'ao, what about the promised head-dropping master who is too weak to fight in close combat? Director, this girl is so skilled at cheating...
My jaw almost dropped in shock, but the old boy laughed fiercely, the thorn talismans all over his face were beating, and the black energy lingered, turning into wisps of silk threads, continuously gathering towards the body, and then slowly
He walked towards me, and with every step he took, the momentum in his body became stronger, and his swollen body was like a barrel about to be ignited, full of surging power.
"Young man, your eyesight is still too shallow after all. The world is very big, but your vision is too narrow. Let me tell you how terrifying a real head-bending master is!"
After saying that, he raised his hands into the sky, and a terrifying black air flow spread out from his whole body, as violent as the tide.
I was shocked and realized that this guy must have cast some kind of forbidden spell that could forcibly increase his strength. Before he could finish the ritual, I roared and rushed forward.
"Huh, I just realized it's too late now!"
As he spoke, he suddenly took a step forward, threw out a handful of black sand from his pocket, and sprinkled it towards me. The black sand was like rain, filled with countless stench. I had no choice but to hide, jumped two meters away, and then threw it at me.
Zan clasped his hands together again and recited a mantra. A strange fishy wind blew up from the ground. Countless black energy surged in his sleeves and robes, condensing into gloomy and terrifying faces.
.
Damn it!
This terrifying formation shocked me.
He's a flying head, he's a kid, and he knows how to cast a curse on himself...
For a moment, my pressure increased, but I also knew that this was not the time to show weakness, so I hurriedly ignited the breath in both hands and aimed at the many ghosts and patted them.
When we were fighting, black energy spread all over the place, and the wind flowing around us actually became much softer. Before I could pounce on me, I felt something strange behind me, wisps of coolness, like a slippery tongue licking me.
Lick on the back of my spine.
I shuddered, and before I could turn around, I heard a sound of wind coming from behind me. I didn't have time to look, so I instinctively lowered my head to avoid it. However, I saw a shadow suddenly rushing toward me in the darkness. The distance got closer, and the guy bared his teeth.
He grinned and opened his mouth to bite me, with a fishy smell filling his mouth.
I waved my hand to block the black shadow behind me, and when I looked again, I found some black silhouettes appearing behind me. They were wearing straw hats and waving claws like steel knives in their hands, forming formations in the air and roaring towards me.
The two eyes are dark red, bloodthirsty and cruel.
This guy is really a summoner, he actually created so many ghosts.
The big kid in my heart, the black shadow in the sky suddenly condensed, and suddenly three red-eyed Gumantong shot out. This thing's face was as white as wall plaster, and it was babbling, and a sharp and terrifying whistle floated in its mouth.
, whimpering, a row of sharp teeth, densely intertwined, terrifying, and disgusting.
Second O!
I cursed, then avoided these ghosts and hit them with my backhand, trying to use the breath in my hand to refine them. However, this little thing was so flexible that it slipped through my fingers and turned into a
There was a cloud of mist, and before I could retract my fist, a little ghost doll swooped up in the darkness and hugged my shoulders.