Chapter 291 Chess Players and Chess Pieces

Outside the ancient capital Anjie, on a hill three kilometers away from the ancient capital, a magic circle with a bright blue light was suspended in the air.

In the magic circle, a bald monk wearing a black cassock sat cross-legged, turning black Buddhist beads carved with skull patterns in his left hand, and making a cross with his right hand.

His eyes were closed, his dry and wrinkled lips kept closing and closing, and complex spells came out from him.

In the arms of the monk in the black cassock, a strange water Buddhist bead with a dark curse aura emitted black air and connected to the magic circle.

The rain did not fall down in the magic circle, but violated gravity and fell towards the sky.

Wrap the ominous breath in the blue water droplets and send them to the top of the desperate sky.

On the suspended magic circle, an illusory mountain covered it. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary mountain, and no strange fluctuations could be sensed.

The water droplets that went upstream were also hidden in the rain curtain and could not be found.

Five black-robed believers, covered in black robes, knelt devoutly on the ground, bowing to the black-robed monk on the magic circle, as if they were treating him as a god, but the black-robed monk knew very well that the object of their kneeling was not him, but Salan who was about to ascend the altar.

The black-robed monk opened his eyes, and a kind look appeared on this body that exuded an extremely evil aura, which seemed so inconsistent.

It's a sin, a sin.

I hope the Buddha can forgive me. After this matter is over, I will sincerely send all donors to the paradise.

Hypocritical tears flowed from Wu Ku's eyes. If he did not appear here, but appeared in the temple, everyone would think he was a respected monk.

Unfortunately, under the spotless cassock, there is a rotten and disgusting heart hidden. A demon who does not know what evil is walks on the earth in the name of Buddha.

Outside, Qingyou Ghost Minister had brought Lin Yi outside the illusory mountain.

Qingyou Ghost Minister stretched out his hand and gently waved it over Lin Yi's eyes, and a layer of gray curtain floated over the pupils.

The illusory mountain disappeared in Lin Yi's eyes, revealing Wu Ku and others hiding below.

"Lord Jiuyou asked us to play on the battlefield more or less. The target has not been reached yet, so I will withdraw first."

After Qingyou Ghost Minister bowed politely, his figure gradually merged into the space and disappeared in front of Lin Yi.

What a dedicated employee.

At this moment, a red star suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

Wu Ku looked at the Jiuyou Pearl. In three minutes, all the Jiuyou Dew will be integrated into this heavy rain.

This heavy rain from the sky plus the heavy rain caused by him, the two combined, the final rain curtain will also draw the curtain for the demise of the ancient capital.

Suddenly, Wu Ku heard a dragon roar. He thought it was the roar of the undead bone dragon at first, but as the dragon roar got closer and closer,

Wu Ku finally realized that the dragon roar was coming towards them!

But it was too late now. The illusion array used to conceal the breath and disguise was inserted into and torn apart by the spear wings like huge dragon claws.

The space was broken like a mirror, falling piece by piece, and the broken illusion array even reflected the scene outside.

The five black-clothed believers who were kneeling on the ground did not even have time to scream before they were trampled to death by Chi Hui and sank deep into the ground.

Wu Ku still insisted on sitting cross-legged in the magic array, accumulating strength to send all the remaining Nine Nether Dew to the rain layer in one breath.

But the shocking dragon pupils really made it impossible for him to concentrate on running magic power.

The aura emitted by Chi Hui became extremely terrifying at such a close distance, if Lin Yi had not yet broken through to the super level.

Chi Hui would have been able to break through to the monarch level long ago, even so, the aura on its body was not comparable to that of ordinary small monarch-level demons.

Wu Ku's body couldn't help but tremble. It wasn't because he was afraid, but because he encountered the suppression of low-level creatures by high-level creatures.

He knew that the other party would not give him any chance to send the last Nine Nether Dew.

However, everything was exactly as Lord Saran expected!

Wu Ku sighed in his heart, and at the last moment when the dragon claws swung down, he threw the small bottle in his sleeve into the Nine Nether Pearl.

The dragon claws passed through Wu Ku's body, but the imagined splash of blood and flesh did not appear.

Wu Ku, who was cut into three halves by the dragon claws, suddenly fluctuated, like the waves on the water surface. From the cross-section, it should have been a cross-section of flesh and bones, but at this moment it was filled with light blue water.

At this time, the dark Nine Nether Pearl instantly turned black and green.

Bang!

The black and green poisonous mist burst out from the exploded Nine Nether Pearl, covering the huge dragon head of Chi Hui.

The cut "Wu Ku" turned into a pool of water, and the real Wu Ku appeared again not far away.

He held the Buddhist beads in his hand, but he was sighing sadly in his heart.

Another lost creature will return to the right path.

The potion he had thrown into the Nine Nether Pearl before, combined with the Nine Nether Dew, can make the dragon-type demons go crazy and not distinguish between friend and foe.

How pitiful! Mr. Lin!

He actually died at the hands of the contracted dragon that had been with him for a long time!

Sad! Sad!

So sad!

Wu Ku lowered his head and closed his eyes, reciting Buddhist scriptures.

But he suddenly felt a heat coming from his face, and when he looked up, a red dragon pupil embedded in the azure blue was less than one meter away from him.

He could even see his own figure reflected on it.

"Kill him."

The dragon roar exploded in his ears, and Wu Ku's eardrums ruptured instantly, and blood flowed from his ears and nostrils.

Xingzi was completely unable to connect. In this case, he would definitely die.

It turned out that the Buddhist scriptures just now were recited for him. When Chihui was not affected, he lost.

Lord Saran, you didn't say in advance that this situation was in the plan.

Wu Ku closed his eyes calmly, waiting for the arrival of death, and he would make the final atonement for his life.

"You are still valuable, Lord Saran will not let you die here."

A voice sounded in Wu Ku's mind.

He saw that he was already in the dragon's mouth, and his life would end as long as the dragon's teeth closed.

But at this time, a space fluctuation fell on him, his body began to blur, and began to disappear from the lower body.

Then the part that did not belong to his legs appeared in the place where he disappeared.

It was as if someone was exchanging with him from somewhere.

Lin Yi, who sensed the space fluctuation, immediately activated the anchor point and appeared next to the dragon's teeth.

The dragon energy exploded behind him, bringing a huge thrust. At the moment before Wu Ku's body disappeared, the hand blade almost completely cut Wu Ku's chest from top to bottom.

But Wu Ku finally disappeared completely, and the one who replaced Wu Ku was a high-level magician, who bit the poisonous fangs in his mouth the moment he appeared.

Otherwise, he would have no chance of survival.

From the red comet breaking through the illusion array to Wu Ku's escape, the whole process took less than twenty seconds.

Even so, Wu Ku still escaped. Can it be said that Saran has calculated everything?

But Wu Ku's injury, as long as there is no healing magician to treat within one minute, he will definitely bleed to death, and most of his organs have been destroyed by him.

But what exactly is this ominous premonition.

"Lord Saran, Wu Ku is in a dying state, and there is almost no chance of survival."

"Although I don't want to use him, Wu Ku still has value, feed him [that thing]."

"Yes."

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Saran walked to the French window and looked at the ancient capital trapped in the rain of destruction.

Lin Yi

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