246: C246 The Nine Nether Bird Was Hiding Its True Strength

C246 The Nine Nether Bird Was Hiding Its True Strength

A box of sixth-grade tea, two of you, one for me, one for half. The two of them drank tea for two hours in the rainy weather.

"Something's not right!"

Suddenly, Nine Nether Bird's expression changed drastically. He circulated his spirit energy and flew out.

However, he didn't manage to get far before falling to the ground.

"Haha, you drank my Spirit Tea leaf, and you still want to escape?" Fang Jing, who was originally honest and honest, had a fierce expression on his face.

"Brother Fang, why are you doing this to me?" Nine Nether Bird's face was full of shock. "Are you not afraid of Emperor Sovereign of God Sect?"

"Humph, God Sect, what is that?" At this time, two people walked out from the rain.

One of them was tall and had a ferocious appearance. His bare upper body exposed his skin, and there was a tattoo of a giant ghost with big eyes. He had fangs in his mouth and horns on his head. His name was Guilie.

This strong man was very scary under the tattoo of a giant ghost.

The other was an old man in his 70s or 80s. He was skinny, like a skeleton with a layer of skin. He held a long fork that was emitting green flames in his hand. His nickname was Lost Soul.

These two people were full of ghostly aura. Even in the rainstorm, the heavy rain could not wet them in the slightest. Wherever they went, the rain on the ground automatically parted.

These two people were actually experts at the late stage of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier and peak stage of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier!

Fang Jing was all smiles as he walked in front of these two people and said, "Protectors, I've captured Nine Nether Bird."

As an elder of the Southern Wasteland's Ten Thousand Talismans Holy Land, how could Fang Jing be so humble towards these two people?

Nine Nether Bird was curious.

"Alright, kill him."

"The God Sect is nothing compared to our Ghost Ao Palace." The burly giant ghost was full of disdain.

Fang Jing walked in front of Nine Nether Bird and said proudly, "Other people in Wutong Continent have a rank 8 expert in Ghost Ao Palace, but the God Sect is not worth mentioning."

"Stop struggling. After drinking the Spirit Tea, your strength will be the same as a mortal's. To think I picked a rainy day to attack you. What a waste of my time. "

After saying that, Fang Jing picked up his saber and slashed at Nine Nether Bird.

"Right, stop struggling." Nine Nether Bird suddenly grinned, giving Fang Jing a big fright.

The short thrust appeared in Nine Nether Bird's hand. It flashed with a cold light, drew a strange trajectory, and stabbed into Fang Jing's chest like an antelope's horn.

"You... you're not..." Fang Jing's voice was filled with unwillingness and resentment as he fell silent.

Nine Nether Bird's face carried a look of contempt as he swung the short thrust in his hand.

He thought, "When grandfather was still a great demon, he sold countless Spirit Tea leaves. You think you can cheat me?"

"If it wasn't for the appearance of these two people behind me, I wouldn't have had a stomach full of water, shaking so hard that I couldn't bear it!"

Nine Nether Bird already knew how many thousand years old he was. His knowledge and experience was not something these people could imagine.

He had long discovered the problem with Fang Jing, so he decided to play along.

The most cunning thing was, Nine Nether Bird even drank one or two mouthfuls of Spirit Tea on purpose, lowering his spiritual energy a little. Now it looked like he was at the early stage of the Spiritual Pedestal Tier.

"Oh, that's a bit interesting. So you have the antidote?" A trace of surprise flashed across Guilie's face, and he smiled. "However, in the rainstorm, your fire-type divine ability is suppressed. Furthermore, your strength is at the Early Divine Altar Stage. You are no match for me. "

"Die!" Guilie let out a loud roar. A ghostly aura emerged from his body, wrapping him up like a suit of armor. He quickly used his right fist to gather spirit energy, and with a strong wind sound, he smashed it towards Nine Nether Bird.

"Dong!"

The light screen in front of Nine Nether Bird shook. The enormous force shook his blood and Qi, causing it to surge.

Moreover, this pitch-black aura actually seeped out of the light screen in a strange manner.

Hiss!

"You are spectral cultivators?" As an experienced and knowledgeable old monster, Nine Nether Bird was able to see through his doubts with a single glance.

"What is the relationship between the two of you and the Nether Realm?"

"Keke." What answered him was a strange laugh. A black light flashed from Guilie's fist, and a powerful force struck the light screen. It wouldn't take long for it to break through Nine Nether Bird's defense.

"The highest bloodline in your body is a phoenix, right? How much can you use in the rain? Go to hell in peace! "

While he was talking, the light screen shattered with a 'Hua La' sound. The fist wind mixed with the dark ghostly qi was about to smash Nine Nether Bird to death!

"Clang!"

The cold light on the short thrust flickered, and with a twist and a flick, the intense silver light broke through the dark ghostly qi like a venomous snake's tongue, leaving a long wound on Guilie's stomach.

As an old demon, Nine Nether Bird was a cunning old fox. He had waited for a long time for the attack to come, and had finally achieved the result!

"Keke!" Guilie lowered his head and looked at the bloody wound. He stretched out his hand and dug into the wound!

His bloody finger touched the giant ghost that had bared its fangs on his body.

Black and red blood slowly gathered in the giant ghost's mouth. Then, the giant ghost tattoo emitted a red light, as if it had come alive!

His expression was crazy and cruel, "You made me angry!"

Guilie's entire body was wrapped in red light, and thick ghost energy danced up and down. The surrounding rainwater was frozen into ice cubes by the ghost energy, and with a rustling sound, it fell to the ground.

Powerful spirit energy surged and whistled as it gathered in his hand. The red light gradually became bright and dazzling.

"Ghost Energy Entanglement!"

"Boom!"

Guilie spread out his ten fingers. The surging ghost Qi carried a powerful force as it struck the ground.

Crack! Crack! The incomparably powerful ghost energy broke through the ground and rapidly approached, wherever it went. The ground exploded, sending rocks and sand flying. Rainwater splashed in all directions, like a hail storm!

The ghost energy that was as black as ink transformed into a huge ink-black pillar of light, mixed with a strange whistling sound, and bombarded Nine Nether Bird at lightning speed!

The corners of Guilie's mouth carried a cruel and evil smile. It was not easy for Nine Nether Bird to display his strength in such a rainy day. He was dead for sure!

"Who said it's a sparrow, so it must have something to do with a phoenix? Who said it's a sparrow, so it must have something to do with a phoenix?" Nine Nether Bird's face carried a mocking expression. The spiritual energy in his body crazily poured into a pair of short thrust.

This pair of short thrust was forged by him using the poisonous teeth of a dragon. It was called the "Lone Dragon Thorn," and had the quality of a sixth grade ninth grade!

The pair of poison dragon thorns gave off a silvery white radiance when urged by the spiritual energy. Nine Nether Bird raised it high, and a cold light flashed, lighting up half of the sky. The sharp aura on it stirred the surroundings until it made creaking sounds.

"Poison dragon bite!"

The Poison Dragon short thrust flashed with a cold light as it stabbed out like a storm. Its speed was extremely fast. He left a trail of afterimages in the air. The air was torn apart by the short thrust, causing a buzzing sound to ring out. The surrounding rainwater exploded, forming a long vacuum belt. Streaks of silver light were like thousands of poisonous dragons, fiercely pouncing towards Guilie.

"Crack, bang!"1

The first silver light poisonous dragon tore open a huge hole on the ink-black ghost energy. The two collided, resulting in a massive explosion that sent the rain flying.

The second silver light poison dragon ripped apart half of the pillar of black ghostly qi. The third...

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

Thousands of silver lights lit up. After destroying Guilie's attack, they did not stop. They continued to dance like silver snakes in the sky and fiercely bit Guilie.

"Ahhh!" Guilie roared crazily. His body was surrounded by ghost energy, and his skin became as black and as hard as iron. Ordinary Divine Altar Stage warriors would not be able to break through his defense.

However, when faced with Nine Nether Bird's attack, his ghost energy and tough body were easily pierced through, leaving behind holes that could penetrate through light.

"Impossible! An early Divine Altar Stage wouldn't have such strength!"

Guilie's face twitched as he stared at Nine Nether Bird with hatred.

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