The Law of The Dead

Chapter 457: Prototype

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"Ha ha ha... Brother Duclaw can dominate the world, it seems that my bone mist is too confident!"

Bone Mist was slightly downwind in the first round. He laughed and waved that weird pipe, and the fluttering blue mist in the arena also swirled like a tornado.

In the blink of an eye, the smoke tornado circled the Fighting Skill Square, engulfing the corpses scattered around and killed by trampling.

Bone Mist took the pipe and inhaled hard, and the end of the smoke tornado was sucked into the pipe pot. The corpses that were rolled up were like snowflakes floating into the brazier, and they fell into the pipe and were burned by the sparks in the pipe.

The corpses all over the sky whirled and danced in the tragic tornado, and were smoked with pipes as tobacco leaves by evil spirits that appeared and disappeared in the thick fog.

31 Novel app download address The scene was even shocked to see all kinds of horror and tragic Duclaw and Nan Bowan in the ghost black market.

"Ghahahahaha..."

The corpse was burned into puffs of blue smoke and then entered into the pipe. The strange face on the pipe suddenly gave out a breathtaking laugh!

The bone mist seemed to be greatly moisturized, and he twisted his neck with enjoyment on his face: "Brother Claw, please give Axin to me! Otherwise!!!"

"A fanatic! Do you dare to threaten the Lord?!" Nan Bowan waved a golden brush with extraordinary momentum: "Xianwu splash ink!"

The golden brush's sword flowed out of the power fluctuations like ink painting, instantly rendering the fighting skills square as if it had become a world of pen and ink!

"Xianwu splashing ink?" Gu Wu squinted his eyes: "So you, the housekeeper, cultivated the Xian family's unique skills? Interesting!"

"Take your dog's life!" Nanbo Wanjin wrote a little bit: "Silver hook and iron painting. See you with one word!!"

The surrounding ink churned, the ink escaping from the golden brush was condensed and floated in the air and swept toward the bone mist, and the sound of gold and iron mingled in the ink that had no fixed form!

"Invisible pen and ink implied intrigue? That's good!" Bone fog pipe waved: "Your pen and ink are invisible and invisible, father, my bone smoke is invisible and invisible, let's see who is stronger!"

The pure black ink waves collided with the blue smoke waves. Nan Bowan made a call of gold and iron, and the bone smoke of the bone mist made a sharp cry. The entire fighting skill square was like a hell execution ground for a time. Dimly!

Against the chief tyrant, Nan Bowan never dared to underestimate the enemy. He issued one move, followed by another move: "Picturesque Jiangchuan·Wan Mo Yanhong!"

All of a sudden, the world was shrouded in a vast expanse of blood, like a fierce beast that swooped out of ink painting, countless scarlet minions surged out of Nam Bowan’s pen tip, and the mighty aura connected to the misty body of the bone. They were rushed to almost lose their original shape.

"Amazing! This cultivation base has surpassed many tyrants!" Bone Wu exclaimed and raised the pipe: "Unfortunately, I am a bit worse than the old man!" The face of the man on the pipe who was laughing wildly let out a harsh scream.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

The bone smoke that enveloped the world suddenly gave out the cry of countless lone ghosts and wild ghosts. The souls of the audience who were sucked into the pipe by the bone mist were condensed and formed in the smoke. The frenzied momentum tore Nan Bowan's freehand brushwork to pieces.

Nan Bowan was shocked when his offensive was broken, but Li Soul Bone Smoke's offensive was still pushed forward endlessly, and he quickly sacrificed all his lifelong skills!

"The picturesque rivers and rivers, the pens and the dragons and the snakes! The picturesque rivers and the rivers and the phoenix dance! The rivers and rivers are picturesque, anger and thirst! The rivers and rivers are picturesque and floating like clouds..."

The changing mood of the ink danced in the air, sometimes transformed into a golden ge, an iron horse, and an angry charge, sometimes turned into a nine-day dragon and phoenix soaring, and sometimes it would outline the majesty of the heavens and the earth. Going down is like falling into a strange and unpredictable psychedelic world!

The sum of all the battles of the entire Jinlunbao Business War was not as exciting as the battle between Nan Bowan and Bone Mist in just a few minutes.

But no matter how brave Nam Bowan was, he was always suppressed by Bone Mist with ease, just like a smiling old boxer playing with a child who threw his punches desperately.

Nan Bowan became more and more frightened: (This monster is bottomless, and the nature of his moves is similar to mine. I can't help him at all!)

Duclaw has been admiring the battle fascinatingly, as at ease as he does not care about the danger of Nan Bo Wan, until Nan Bo Wan's face gradually shows a look of loss of self-confidence, he suddenly said: "Don't be ignorant of yourself!"

Bone Mist’s offensive suddenly dissipated with Duclaw’s voice, Duclaw licked his lips and sneered against Bone Mist: "Although it is unpalatable, thank you for your hospitality!"

Did he swallow the sharp soul smoke of Bone Mist? !

Nan Bowan was soaked with sweat at this time, and he knelt down with shame on his face: "I can't wipe out the enemy, but my subordinates are incompetent!"

Duclaw shook his head and denied: "You are not much different from him! It's just that he is not a physical body, and his moves are similar to yours, and coupled with the ebb and flow of one, your wastage is more serious!"

One claw's eyes are harsh, and he talks about the difference between Bonebreaking Fog and Nan Bowan.

Bone Mist does not have a physical body, even if Nan Bowan's pen and ink can touch him, it may not harm him.

Moreover, the bone mist captured the souls of those dead, refined through that weird pipe, and used their dying resentment and evil spirits, and his own strength did not consume much here.

On the contrary, Nan Bowan has been depleting his own foundation, and the principle of his own moves is similar to that of Bone Mist, so he is easily dismantled invisible by the opponent.

The more this battle is fought, the more disadvantaged Nam Bowan will be, and he will definitely be exhausted in the end.

"Brother Oneclaw really has a torch, but it also reveals one thing: Compared to being a host, you really like fighting with others, don't you?" Gu Wu smiled and took a pipe: "It's better to go again. How about thinking about it? Come and be my friend! And you..." His triangular eyes fixed on Nam Bowan: "The skill of the butler can also be ranked in the top ten in the Tyrant Club. It is better to join our leader. how?"

"Nonsense!" Nan Bo Wan Teng jumped up, and a pair of open eyes stared at Bone Mist fiercely: "My Nan Bo Wan is only the Lord for the rest of my life. God, ghost, black market loyalty!"

Gu Wu suddenly tilted his head: "Oh, goodbye then!" He turned and left.

Duclaw and Nam Bowan were stunned. The chief tyrant came uninvited. He revealed that he had started planning on the black market for gods and ghosts many years ago, and had a fight with Nam Bowan, but now he suddenly said and left.

He hasn't figured out what he is planning, and whether the deaths of Frederick and You Zhongtong have anything to do with him. I don't know yet, where are Duclaw and Nan Bowan willing to let him go

"What are you doing? Put down Ashin!"

The sound of the air tearing, accompanied by the neighing of the Zongyun horse, Lonely, riding on the Zongyun horse, landed on the Fighting Skill Square like a meteor.

Duclaw heard his son's roar and couldn't help looking at Ashin who was holding it in his hand. Then he was taken aback, because that Ashin had become a mass of fuzzy smoke!

Duclaw and Nan Bowan looked at Bone Mist again, and found that Bone Mist was holding Ashin's mocking gaze.

It turns out that he and Nan Bowan fought Yunshan Mist, in order to take the opportunity to attract Duclaw's attention, and then use a fake body made of smoke to quietly switch Ah Xin to his side

Actually playing Duclaw and Nam Bowan on the applause, the strength of the chief tyrant may not be seen by Duclaw, but at this moment they all deeply feel the encouragement and more terrifying weapon-his mind!

Lonescale jumped off the Zongyun Horse, and the light of the sword spread all around instantly, and the dazzling light like a thunderbolt pierced directly through the chest of Bone Mist.

However, Bone Wu’s body was not harmed at all. He looked at Monoscaly and smiled secretly: "It’s still a young man who has a good look~~ You young man is also very promising, I hope you will be able to and your companions, especially It’s Yao Ye who gets along well..."

"Let down Axin!" Dulin roared wildly and slashed again, and this knife secretly cut the bone mist in half.

But Bone Mist's body immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and recondensed into shape. He laughed wildly as if he saw something very funny: "The people of the Du clan...hehehe... actually practiced to the most upright and straightforward. It really gave me my knowledge! Hahahaha..."

"Shut the dog's mouth to the young master!" Dulin jumped up high, and the light of the knife flew over Bone Mist's head again.

At the same time, Duclaw and Nan Bowan shot at the same time, and their mighty forces swayed over each other, and the magnificent Fighting Skills Square was shaky like a shivering patient!

Although Bone Mist was strong, it also showed a solemn expression under the coercive pressure of the monarchs and his subjects, and his body condensed from the smoke began to melt in the air.

"Want to go?!" Duclaw's fiery eyes radiated crazy red light: "You are already my Duclaw's plate of Chinese food!" He opened his mouth threateningly at Bone Mist...

The air became thick and muddy, and the light was instantly obscured by the unknown breath, as if something huge rushed out of the endless abyss!

Dulin's face changed: "The smelly old man is going to eat strange things again!" He took the knife.

"call!!!"

Amid the crackling sound of the air being crushed, Ashin, who seemed to have taken a sleeping pill, was hugged by Monolith before landing.

The smoke of the bone fog condensed, and any attack could not help the body, instantly torn in half by some violent and unmatched power! !

Bone Wu's face has no expression all year round, even if he shows a smile, it is as cold and terrible as a ghost mask, but this time he showed a real expression-just shock!

What is the ability of the single claw to actually destroy half of the body that can't hurt it with any attack? !

"Ha ha ha ha..." The remaining half of Bone Mist's body was shaking weakly in the air with the strong wind.

Although the state is so tragic, it still exudes a certain uneasy unknown sinister.

The chief tyrant sneered and said: "I was pressed into a hurry, have you begun to reveal the original form? The insatiable beast, the most gluttonous of the eighteen sons of the Shenlong-gluttony!" (End of this chapter)