Spiritualist

Chapter 1605: The demon behind layers of masks

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Behind the two enemy kendo masters, one after another figure flashed.

They are all mages of their camp, and I can see clearly at this moment. All of them have strange eyes. When you zoom in on the screen, you can see that there are black spots on the whites of their eyes.

Undoubtedly, that is some kind of soul control secret technique, the soul control secret technique that can control the powerful ghost of the peak of the sky-reaching realm!

No wonder even the ancestors of Taixu Tiangong attacked my method madly. It turned out that they couldn't help themselves.

Isn't this sorcery too scary? In Fangwai's history, it was the first time that a sorcery capable of controlling the soul's peak realm had appeared.

"Could it be that this is also the means provided by Gu Jing (Zhou Jue)?"

The devil's mask on his face was broken into pieces, and I took it off and threw it aside, spitting out a mouthful of blood after opening my mouth.

A magnified wooden sword is inserted diagonally on his body, which makes it strange that he doesn't vomit blood.

The master came forward and took a look at me.

I endured the pain and nodded.

He wiped his face with his sleeve, wiped part of the blood off his face, and reached out to hold the peach wood sword hilt.

Master Lingzhu knows, flashes behind him, stretches out his hand to support my shoulder.

Mr. Liu slammed his hand, and with a'poof', the bloody wooden sword was pulled out.

"what… !"

I let out a terrifying scream, it was so painful, I felt my internal organs were almost torn out.

Even after experiencing countless dangers, there is no such momentary pain, not only the body hurts, but the heart hurts even more.

My method is only one-third of the original, and everyone is injured. What's more terrible is that there are multiple barriers around this area, which shows how well the other party has prepared.

Even though they escaped the first wave of assassinations, they still fell into the trap, and they all became turtles in the urn.

No wonder the other side looked at this side quietly, not in a hurry to make a move.

Lingzhu also pointed to the acupuncture points on my back, leaped forward, and moved again. The large wound that penetrated suddenly tightened and no blood bleeds. Otherwise, blood loss alone could cause death.

"Thanks."

With a hoarse voice, I thanked the lord of the mountain. With the help of Mr. Liu, I sat on the ground slowly, took out the medicine and swallowed it, and I immediately entered into the fixed mode, refining the chemical medicine to stabilize the injury.

After the wooden sword was pulled out, it was automatically turned into fly ash, inside

All of the energy is exhausted.

I didn't have a long time since I started to treat my injuries. It only took a few minutes to open my eyes. The injury was barely under control, thanks to the high level of the pill.

After looking at my face, the lord was more relieved. Then, his gaze turned to a place where there were broken arms and stumps, and some blood clots were piled up in mud.

I took the opportunity to look at it, and my heart was stunned. That location was the place where the Great Elder of the Great Magic Mountain had fallen.

Lingzhu's eldest sister was strong for a lifetime, no one thought she would die here

Fortunately, Mrs. Lingzhu stayed behind to deal with chores in the new altar, otherwise, Lingzhu's wife might have to die here.

Even though Lingzhu used to be remotely controlled by the elder sister and the person next to the pillow, after all, he was a brother and sister who were connected by blood. Looking at that location, Lingzhu's eyes were sad.

Then, boundless anger surged.

"You, and you, who are you?"

Lingzhu pointed to a man and a woman standing side by side in the distance, and everyone could hear the hatred clearly.

Zhou Jue took a sword flower in his hand, and returned the wooden dragon sword to its sheath with his backhand. He stepped out of the array with his long legs, and bowed his fist to this side.

"Master Lingzhu is so skilled, can he break out of the encirclement without lack of parts under such an arrangement? Admire!

Let me introduce myself again. My name is Zhou Jue in this life. I am the palace lord of the Taixu Temple. I wear a mask every day. I can’t help it. The characters are the attributes of the hero and the righteous boy. , Can only play as a hero for decades.

The hard work paid off, and he won a little fame outside of the field, and laid a solid foundation for today's major events. Otherwise, it would be impossible to count Lord Lingzhu.

As for my previous life? I want to come to Lingzhu Master has already heard about it. In the previous life, he was a monk and a monk with a sad fate. He was sealed in a Buddhist scripture pavilion.

However, due to various reasons, he was reborn and reincarnated as Zhou Jue. Fortunately, the memories of the previous life are retained, and the experience of thousands of years of hard practice is also retained in the brain. In this way, it will not take a few decades to return to the peak. Because you don’t have to re-understand the essence of the inner core, as long as your body's strength is reached, you will naturally find your original ability.

Oops, I'm so confused, I'm talking about it for a while

God, I haven't said the name of my previous life, the poor monk Gu Jing, who has seen Lord Lingzhu and his fellows. "

Zhou Jue folded his hands together, and bowed to this side as if.

"You are the ancient mirror?" Lingzhu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, the poor monk is the ancient mirror, of course, you can also call me Zhou Jue, anyway, it's me, it makes no difference."

Gu Jing smiled.

"It was you who did your hands and feet at the Great Magic Mountain Altar, detonating the soul stone veins inside Yinshan Mountain and razing Yinshan Mountain?"

The lord of the ridge gritted his teeth.

"Hahaha, it's not wrong. This is what the poor monk did. As for why? I want to come to Lingzhu to understand that the poor monk is going to open the exit from the outside world to help our personnel come over! This world is so beautiful, how can it fall? In the hands of you selfish people?"

Zhou Jue faced a poor monk with a Taoist image but kept talking? This is supposed to make people feel funny, but at the moment, I only feel chilly and terrifying!

Gu Jing is too capable of pretending to be a hero for decades, how did he endure it

In the town of Tombstone, he recognized me at a glance, even though my face did not evolve like a miniature world at that time, it was still easy to recognize.

But Zhou Jue didn't reveal any abnormality. He played a tall young man who was enthusiastic about the old way and brave and righteous, incisively and vividly.

You know, in Tombstone Town, our chief think tank Wang Detective Junior Brother followed the action, but his eyes were so fierce that he never doubted the young Zhou Jue at all. This shows that Gu Jing’s city and acting skills have reached something. Point

He does not take off the mask by himself, and few people in the world can see through his true face.

This person is terrible!

This is the peerless man who has the deepest central machine and the most ruthless means of the enemy I have ever encountered.

Not to mention, he still has an earth-shaking ability.

The secrets of Taixu Tiangong are in his grasp, combined with the inheritance of the ancient Zen Buddhism that has long been well-established, undoubtedly, the ancient mirror (Zhou Jue) in front of him is even more powerful and powerful than the peak demon monk in the miniature world. A lot!

"Could it be that you are not an outsider?"

Lingzhu suddenly asked such a sentence.

I sat there pricked up my ears.

"Well, no comment."

Zhou Jue smiled, and didn't mean to explain.

(End of this chapter)