"My friend, what do you mean?" Priest Mu glanced at the ten old Gong Gongs, who had already swallowed the magic pill. Smilingly, he turned around and glanced at Netherworld Hierarch. But when he saw Netherworld Hierarch's weird face and the eighteen Netherworld power rings behind him, his smile froze instantly. Soon, his face turned back to his usual smiling face, which was even uglier than crying.
Netherworld Hierarch walked to Priest Mu step by step, seeming to be unhurried. With every step he took, a blood-red beam of sword light would appear around his body. Gradually, thousands of blood-red sword lights wove into a beautiful light screen behind him, looking like a peacock's tail.
A sky-devouring blood-red mist rolled in the air. Looking at Priest Mu, Netherworld Hierarch smiled faintly and said, "My friend, can your magic pill cure their blood poison?"
Priest Mu glanced at the blood-red sword light behind Netherworld Hierarch, which looked like a peacock spreading its tail, but had been releasing an evil power vibration. Pondering, he nodded and asked, "My friend, did you hurt them?"
Netherworld Hierarch hid his hands in his sleeves, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Priest Mu from head to toe, then said, "I didn't do it myself. Instead, it was a flying knife that I gave to a young friend. That knife is also a powerful weapon made by me myself. The blood poison on it is incurable."
While Netherworld Hierarch was talking, the wounds of the ten old Gong Gongs had been healing speedily. From their wounds, strands of blood-red mist had been flowing out, while a warm green light sparkled around their wounds, forcing the blood poison out of their bodies.
Priest Mu didn't turn around, but clearly saw how the ten old Gong Gongs were healing themselves.
Squeezing an ugly smile out of his face, Priest Mu said slowly, "My magic pill can detoxify all kinds of evil poisons. Although your flying daggers are ruthless, this poor Daoist's spirit pills are a step higher. "
Netherworld Hierarch's face turned darker and darker. He gritted his teeth, and his mouth corner twitched slightly.
No matter who it was, after spending tens of thousands of years of hard work to forge a set of divine weapons, thinking that they could rely on this set of weapons to run amok, they suddenly discovered that the most powerful feature of this set of weapons had been cracked by someone else!
One could easily imagine how disappointed he was!
Netherworld Hierarch felt that his face was burning. The nine blood flying knives he gave to Ji Hao were surely not as powerful as his own blood flying swords. The nine blood flying knives were less than ten percent as powerful as his own blood flying swords. However, the blood poison on the blood flying knives was the same as the blood flying swords.
Priest Mu's magic pill could cure the blood poison on the blood flying knives, and surely, he could deal with the blood flying swords too.
"Fellow Daoist, you attacked me abruptly. You're really looking down on me." Sensing the strong power released from Netherworld Hierarch, Netherworld Mu, Priest Mu's face tightened and tightened. He looked more and more bitter, and said, "I haven you. I don't know your face.
Sensing the fierce power vibration released from Netherworld Hierarch's hand and the staff, Priest Mu's face turned tighter and tighter, more and more bitter, and said, "My friend, your face is strange. I've never seen you before. Netherworld Hierarch gritted his teeth and responded with a low voice, "I have been cultivating myself in the Netherworld all the time. I never stepped into human affairs.
Netherworld Hierarch gnashed his teeth and said in a low voice, "I have been cultivating myself in the Netherworld, and never stepped into the internal affairs of the humankind. Priest Mu, my friend, you have broken the agreement we signed on top of Sky Pillar. Aren't you afraid … " On the other hand, Fellow Daoist Mu, your actions can be considered as breaking the agreement we signed on the peak of the Heavenly Pillar. Aren't you afraid …? "
The agreement we signed on top of Sky Pillar … Sky Pillar is already broken, so what's the use of that agreement? " Priest Mu slightly frowned, then abruptly laughed and said, "What's there to be afraid of? The agreement we signed on top of Sky Pillar … Sky Pillar is already broken, so what's the use of that agreement?
My friend, if you want to see what I can do, you don't have to find an excuse! " Netherworld Hierarch grinned brightly and said, "I'm not finding an excuse. My friend, you've crossed the line!
Priest Mu chuckled coldly, gripped the wooden staff with both hands, and smiled without saying a word.
Netherworld Hierarch laughed out loud as well. Following his laughter, the eighteen Netherworld circles behind him gradually expanded. Gradually, even the smallest black circle expanded to tens of thousands of miles in radius. The eighteen Nether Rings rotated in reverse, fast and slow. A terrifying aura was quietly generated from the rings.
The sky changed. The flood was gone, and gusts of cold wind rose from the ground. Mountains of blades and forests floated in the air, and boundless blood pools replaced the earth. Countless raging fire pillars stood on the blood pools, and pots of oil floated above the raging fire. The stinky oil had been bubbling in the air.
All kinds of terrifying scenes emerged one after another, and Priest Mu's face turned more and more serious.
A long while later, when eighteen different kinds of strange scenes covered the world, Priest Mu abruptly sighed and said, "You have the foundation of the eighteen hells … My friend, do you know that the Netherworld is an important place for me to prove my great Dao of quietus in the future? Fellow Daoist has taken away the foundation of the Eighteen Hell Heavens. Perhaps this poor Daoist will have to reason with fellow Daoist! "
Netherworld Hierarch sneered at Priest Mu and said, "Reason? What reason? The Netherworld is an important place for me. My friend, if you want to attain your great Dao, please go somewhere else. If you dare to take one step into the Netherworld, I will make sure that you never get a moon! "
Priest Mu abruptly pointed his wooden staff at the sky and laughed out loud, "Where is the moon in Pan Gu world now?"
Netherworld Hierarch laughed out loud. The large seal held in his left hand slapped towards Priest Mu's face along with a dark cloud, "The extreme negative and the sun are the great Dao of nature. The moon doesn't show up in front of people, but in my heart, I still remember the clear waves in the sky! Duo! "
Netherworld Hierarch and Priest Mu growled out together. Priest Mu swung his staff down, seeming to be an ordinary move, and landed right on the stamper.
Followed by a clear clang, Netherworld Hierarch's stamper was sent flying away by the wooden staff. Netherworld Hierarch gave a resonant growl, gripped the staff with both hands, and rushed to Priest Mu. The purely black staff glowed with a blinding light and stirred up waves of Netherworld power, striking down violently like a tsunami.
Behind Priest Mu, the hazy silhouette of a towering linden tree was faintly visible. He held the wooden staff and defended himself. The wooden staff and the staff bumped against each other and caused muffled booms.
The moves made by both of them were extremely simple, nothing more than the simplest sweep and hack. But, their moves were indescribably fast.
Once Netherworld Hierarch and Priest Mu started fighting, the great Dao of time and space, which ordinary people could never break, were all meaningless in front of them. One second for an ordinary human being was like a thousand years to Netherworld Hierarch and Priest Mu. Within a second, they had launched trillions of attacks against each other!
If anyone else were fighting against them, that person would be turned into ashes before he could even see their moves clearly!
Fast, too fast, indescribably fast!
In fact, to Netherworld Hierarch and Priest Mu, they weren't fast at all. In their eyes, they were just attacking each other with an extremely ordinary move. However, their moves were beyond the limitation of time and space. Therefore, they were especially fast!
All of a sudden, a blood-red silhouette flashed across the air beside Netherworld Hierarch. Thousands of blood-red sword shadows swept across Priest Mu's waist along with a puffing noise.
This hazy silhouette of Priest Mu was cut into pieces and turned into a puff of blood, splashing everywhere.
From a long distance away, Priest Mu's cold laughter could be heard, "Netherworld, my friend, the sword strike you gave me today will definitely end this in the future!"
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