Chapter 169 He transforms into the devil's curse!

Chapter 169 He transforms into the devil's curse!
"call"

The man with the slicked-back hair wanted to open the door of the warehouse, but was stopped by the Three Demon Madams who had been guarding the gate.

The bone sword swung and almost shaved his head.

"Three Corpse Gods!"

Another strange man turned around and stared at Wang Yuanjing.

As aliens controlled by both of them, how could they not know this person?

The Chai Yan and others who were sent out last time were completely wiped out. Naturally, they would not be foolish enough to think that the two of them could deal with this person.

Therefore, the first thing he did was not to support the tall companion, but to run out for help. However, it was obvious that the other party also realized this.

The three corpses were sent out early to intercept.

"Buy time. There was such a big commotion just now, support must be on the way!"

The man with the slicked-back hair and his teammates stood back to back, facing Madam Three Demons and Wang Yuanjing respectively, and whispered.

"You must be thinking that if you just delay for a while, support will arrive."

Wang Yuanjing looked at the two of them as if they were fools, then pointed his finger at the ceiling.

"talisman?"

The man with slicked-back hair raised his head, a hint of trouble flashing in his eyes.

"It's for silence."

Wang Yuanjing kindly reminded.

He is not a fool. There are ordinary people out there. How could he not make any preparations?

"It seems you have been prepared for this for a long time."

The accomplice of the man with slicked-back hair spoke in a cold tone.

"There's no other way. Let's fight."

The two looked at each other, with a hint of helplessness in their eyes. It was obvious that the other party was well prepared and would not let them go.

The man with the slicked-back hair held up the purple body-protecting Qi and faced Wang Yuanjing, while his companion took out a magic weapon and rushed towards the Three Demon Ladies.
"Poison barrier?"

Wang Yuanjing glanced at the man with slicked-back hair in a strange way.

The most distinctive spell of the Tang Sect, it has a certain toxicity. Attack can cause toxins to harm those it touches, and retreat can protect itself like the Golden Light Curse.

Chu Yan from Huode Sect, the wizard from Daliang Mountain, and this disciple from Tang Sect, his guess was correct, the southwest was indeed the hardest hit area by Shuangquanshou.

"I just don't know if the people of Tang Sect know about this guy's existence."

Seeing the man with slicked-back hair looking at him warily, Wang Yuanjing turned around.

"Bone Saha!"

The man with slicked-back hair on the opposite side only saw a flash of blood, and when he came to his senses again, he found that the man opposite him was standing in front of him without him knowing when.

As expected, he is a person of high aptitude who has been transformed by Shuang Quan's hands.
There was a glimmer of admiration in Wang Yuanjing's eyes. An ordinary person who was hit by his White Bone Saṃsāra would not be able to recover so quickly.

In a sense, these people have truly been reborn.

With this thought in mind, he stretched out his hand and swept it towards the head of the man with slicked back hair. Faced with such a powerful blow, the latter was frightened and raised his forearm to protect his vital parts.

"boom!"

With a dull sound, Wang Yuanjing's palm directly turned the poison barrier that protected his body into ashes.

The man with the slicked-back hair was also knocked back more than ten meters, and his whole body was embedded in the solid concrete wall of the warehouse.

Survived!

The man with the slicked-back hair struggled to break away from the wall, and a hint of relief at surviving the disaster flashed in his eyes.

etc? what is that?
Before he could recover from the shock, a powerful energy force came straight before his eyes.

"boom!"

As blood splattered, the headless corpse slowly fell backwards.

Wang Yuanjing withdrew his gaze and looked towards the battlefield where the Three Demon Ladies were.

Seeing that the battle was over, the latter was not willing to be outdone and directly transformed himself into a five-meter-tall White Skeleton Bodhisattva.

The magic fire wrapped around his arms, and his huge body showed a speed that did not match it. He appeared directly in front of the companion of the man with the slicked-back hair, and pressed down with his bone palm like a flat boat.
"Wait!" Wang Yuanjing seemed to suddenly think of something and opened his mouth to stop them.

"puff"

The White Bone Bodhisattva withdrew his hand, and the alien under him had turned into a pool of meat paste, and the black devil fire was burning him as fuel.

?

She gave him a questioning look.

"nothing."

Wang Yuanjing thought about it and said.

He originally wanted to get information about Wu Gensheng's treasure from these two people, but he didn't expect that Madam Sanmo would act so quickly!

never mind!

Anyway, these aliens who were transformed by Shuangquan's hands are all very hard-mouthed.
It’s better to find it yourself.

"Let's go, change places."

The huge body of the White Bone Bodhisattva transformed into three magic beads that were wrapped around his wrist. After taking back the talisman that was stuck to the ceiling, Wang Yuanjing turned and left.

He went to several places and dealt with several strange people who were controlled by Shuang Quanshou.

When passing by a remote factory, suddenly, a strange sound came into Wang Yuanjing's ears.

"Emperor Namu Moro!"

这 是
Wang Yuanjing stopped and looked dazed.

The three magic beads in his hand suddenly ignited magic fire, and he regained clarity of mind.

"The Devil's Curse of Transmutation!"

Wang Yuanjing, who had regained his composure, spoke these words word by word.

Namo, Prince Mara, Namo means to surrender, and also means to make a vow and dedicate the merit, which is often called conversion.

Prince Mara is also known as Mara, the Sixth Heaven Demon King, and the Lord of the Six Brahmas. He is the chief of the demons in the desire realm of Buddhism.

It is said that when Sakyamuni was meditating under the Bodhi tree, King Mara initially attacked him with floods, fire, thunder and lightning, but Sakyamuni remained unmoved.

So Mara asked his three daughters to seduce him, but still to no avail.

Shakyamuni entered into a deep state of meditation and finally achieved enlightenment on a full-moon night.

Therefore, Mara has always been synonymous with temptation, desire and evil.

"So this is Wu Gensheng's treasure."

Wang Yuanjing suddenly had an epiphany.

He transformed the magic spell of Zizai Tian, ​​which Wu Gensheng won by betting with a crazy monk, and there is only one such thing in the world.

It allows the person chanting the mantra to experience all the worldly pleasures he can think of in his inner vision as he pleases, as if he was entangled by the devil Mara.

This thing should have been kept by Wu Gensheng, so Qu Tong and others naturally let the treasure fall into his hands. Due to the special nature of people transformed by Shuang Quanshou, they can be immune to the influence of the He Hua Zi Zai Tian Curse. Later, it was used to deal with Ruan Feng, the master of the Liu Ku Xian Thief.

but
"You underestimate me, don't you?"

Wang Yuanjing said with some dissatisfaction that he had just entered the inner scene when he was called out by the Three Demon Ladies.

Am I so unbearable in the other person's eyes?

The three magic beads flashed, as if in response.

"Forget it, let's go in and take a look first."

Wang Yuanjing looked indifferent.

When he activated the Demonic Spell of Freedom, there was no distinction between friend and foe, so the other party chose such a remote place to practice.

Wang Yuanjing drew a line in the air, and a talisman appeared out of thin air. He attached the talisman to himself, then walked forward, and a magical scene happened.
I saw his body strangely passing through the wall, and the scene changed, and he came to the factory.

A man wearing a baseball cap was sitting cross-legged on the ground, constantly uttering magic sounds, and he had no idea that someone was standing in front of him.

 One chapter posted, two more to go.

  
 
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