Seal of Return - 10,000 points, function: positioning and teleportation, number of uses *2

This is the prop that Ma Xiaokang exchanged before entering A Chinese Ghost Story, which was originally used for escape, but at the moment it has played an alternative role.

Ma Xiaokang, who was reflected in the eyes of the thousand-year-old dryad, was constantly rippling in space, and there seemed to be an inexplicable suction force around him that was constantly pulling his body, and before she could react, she felt completely black, and when she opened her eyes again, Ma Xiaokang's figure was gone, and the Black Mountain Lord disappeared, including thousands of ghost soldiers, and the huge Lanruo Temple also disappeared!

The dark wind in the deep forest seemed a little cold, but the blazing temperature around her made her feel a thick crisis, and the judge in black walked out of the dark flames in silence, his eyes were full of teasing looks, and the judge pen in his hand waved, and a thick ink was like heavy rain, turning into a monstrous demon beast.

"Roar—"

The roar of the Black Flame Behemoth finally made the Millennium Dryad understand one thing, it was she who really disappeared in Lanruo Temple!

Staring at the bracelet on her arm that was still emitting a faint luster with a shocked face, she suddenly yelled angrily, "Nie Xiaoqian! I'm going to tear you to pieces! ”

The black flames were monstrous, the dead trees were dense, and a fierce battle suddenly exploded outside the ten miles of woods in Lanruo Temple, the black-clothed and inky eyebrows, the literary judge waved his pen into a book, and a large number of Tibetan characters were like stars in the starry sky, infinitely sweeping the huge body of the thousand-year-old tree demon, and the blazing black style and style turned into a ghostly light, and a piercing howl sounded on the tree.

The Millennium Dryad didn't even have a trick with the Judge, and after being inexplicably teleported, the first thought that appeared was: Escape! The humanoid body shrank, leaving only the exquisite clothes burned to ashes by the black flames, and a huge ancient tree stood proudly on the ground, and she had turned into a hundred feet deep roots and constantly threw away the soil layer, trying to escape the battlefield that was not good for her.

Judge Wen stopped waving the judge's pen, and quietly watched the black flame slowly erode the huge tree body, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of gloomy coldness, in this layout, it was obvious that their side had taken the lead, before the grimace bronze door appeared on Lan Ruohu's face, Judge Wen had arranged everything here, and under his feet, a cumbersome hell spell surrounded him tightly like a seal.

- Draw the ground as a dungeon! The secret technique of ghosts, thousands of black flames divide a hell of flame prison, unless the caster dies, there is no escape!

The dryad found that the situation was wrong when it went deep into the ground, and when it escaped to a depth of five meters, it immediately howled in pain, a large amount of black blazing flames continued to wash its body like ocean waves, and the slimy flesh and skin kept falling from her body, and the whole human body turned bright red in just a few seconds, which was the human form stitched together with flesh and bones after losing the cortex, and the dryad at this moment was broken, indescribably hideous.

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In another place, Lanruo Temple showed full horror about the disappearance of the thousand-year-old tree demon, the old man of Montenegro hugged Nie Xiaoqian and roared angrily, and with a wave of his dark arm, a dark green beam of light was condensed and shot towards Ma Xiaokang, "Where did you get the thousand-year-old tree demon!?" ”

Ma Xiaokang stared at the beam of light lightly, only to see that the White Emperor in front of him suddenly jumped rapidly, directly blocking the front, the Diamond Sutra in his hand shined, unfolding a huge light shield, blocking the dark green beam of light.

In Ma Xiaokang's layout, the separation of combat power is the most important part, the power of the combination of the Dryad and the Black Mountain Lord is too terrifying, even if it is a B-level Rakshasa It is impossible to kill them instantly, and there will inevitably be casualties at that time, so the role of the bracelet (the seal of the return to the yuan) is indispensable, and the only one who can make the Millennium Dryad wear the bracelet defenselessly is probably Nie Xiaoqian, who has always been obedient to it, which is why Ma Xiaokang has approached Nie Xiaoqian many times.

If the plot develops, Ma Xiaokang can certainly be trapped in hell and kill the Black Mountain Lord again, but due to the limited time, the appearance of the Demon Country Master has disrupted his original plan, so he must use the Millennium Tree Demon as a chess piece to attract the Black Mountain Lord to the world and kill him together, and the pattern of the world and hell is different, Ma Xiaokang does not need to find a way to escape from the encirclement of the ghost soldiers, nor does he need to worry about Nie Xiaoqian's crisis.

The combination of the two demonic forces is terrible, but with the seal of Guiyuan, the situation has still become a dozen and one, as long as the thousand-year-old tree demon is sent away, then the Black Mountain Lord can only fight alone to the death as in the plot, Yu Guang glanced at Yan Chixia, under the deterrence of the loss of the Millennium Tree Demon, the bearded man seemed to want to hold the Xuanyuan Sword and fight the Black Mountain Lord again.

"Uh, it's supposed to be roasting?" Ma Xiaokang looked up at it indifferently and showed a strange smile, "You better take care of yourself first." ”

"Humph! I have thousands of ghost soldiers in my hands, how can you do me!? The old man of Montenegro snorted coldly, although the Diamond Sutra held by the White Emperor was a deterrent to it, but it was impossible to make it fearful in this way.

"Brother Ma, what's going on?" Yan Chixia pulled out the spear on her back, jumped on the eaves, walked to Ma Xiaokang's side and asked softly, she was very puzzled why the Diamond Sutra was in his hands and the thousand-year-old tree demon disappeared.

"It's just a little trick, if you want to ask the thousand-year-old dryad, you can take a look over there." Ma Xiaokang took out a healing pill and stuffed it into Yan Chixia's hand, then pointed to the deep forest ten miles away that was surrounded by black flames.

"This ......" Looking at the huge tree body ten miles away and the burning black flame, Yan Chixia didn't care whether this pill was an antidote or a poison, she raised her head and swallowed it in her stomach.

"Can you fight again?" Ma Xiaokang looked at him calmly, unconcerned about being surrounded by ghost soldiers.

"As long as it falls to the ground, I have a way to kill it." Yan Chixia stared coldly at the Black Mountain Lord in the sky.

"That old ghost is not in our hands." Ma Xiaokang shrugged his shoulders, helplessly pointed to the many ghost soldiers and ghost generals who were blocked by the Golden Buddha Yange, and then said: "Can you drag those tall ghost generals, if the ghost soldiers are gone, I have a way to deal with them." ”

The front yard of Lanruo Temple is protected by a long Buddha flame talisman, and if you lose this defensive line, you will be overwhelmed by the ghost soldiers in the next second, although I don't understand where Ma Xiaokang got the confidence to ignore the Black Mountain Master, but looking at the eight ghost generals at the front of the underground, Yan Chixia's voice became even colder, "It's not a problem." ”

Except for two of the ghosts who will be burned beyond recognition by his yellow talisman, the other six ghosts will be staring at him fiercely with their hideous eyes, the killing intent of the two parties is strong, once the fight starts, it will definitely be a situation where the sky is falling apart, if there is no deterrence of these minions of ghost soldiers, Yan Chixia has a 100% chance of cutting down these eight ghost generals, provided that Ma Xiaokang wants to solve the tens of thousands of ghost soldiers, as well as the black mountain lord who is eyeing the sky.

"Very well, let's get started." Seeing Yan Chixia's fighting spirit, Ma Xiaokang nodded meaningfully, smiled indifferently, put his hands together, and quickly pressed on the eaves.

"Let's have a Thunder Carnival party!"