Chapter 634 Welcome to Hell

At the same time.

Nie Wushuang used the magic array of Guizang Hall and a divine rule related to psychedelics obtained from Jiuyouyu to form a white fog world. This white fog world was not formed naturally, but was created by Nie Wushuang.

He had been to the white fog world and stayed in it for a while. It was not difficult to create a white fog world similar to it.

Of course, if the old ancestor of the dead wood was in his prime and accompanied by the dead wood Dharma, this white fog world would not be an obstacle to him.

Even some real white fog worlds could not trap him.

At most, the main body would perish, and a new self could grow on the dead wood Dharma. However, this set could not be used now.

If he died here, he would really die.

Because his Dharma was lost in the realm of a certain terrifying god. Once he died here, his main body would be reborn in the realm of that terrifying god. Fortunately, the dead wood Dharma was able to hide from that god.

Once the main body appeared, it would definitely be exposed.

With his strength, there was no way to break out of that kingdom of God, and he would definitely be swallowed by the terrifying gods.

In short, he was trapped inside, running around like a headless fly.

Even if all the remaining energy was squandered, there was no way to break out of the white fog world.

Despair!

This was how Ku Mu felt at the moment.

To some extent, he also knew that this white fog world was not created by the Gui Zang Patriarch who wanted to eat alone, but was the work of an unknown existence, who should be Cheng Lijun's protector, who had been guarding Cheng Lijun by his side.

Yes, a human body with divinity cannot be without a protector!

So, when the Ku Mu Patriarch saw Nie Wushuang in the white fog world, he was not shocked.

Instead, he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

Yes, as a protector, he is naturally inseparable from the target, but everyone is blinded by a leaf and cannot see the mountain.

Of course, this does not mean that Ku Mu will choose to give up.

Lao Deng, who has lived for hundreds of years, can't just surrender, unless he is completely controlled like Gui Zang Patriarch and can't resist.

Otherwise, he will always try.

The Dharma image of Patriarch Ku Mu has never been controlled by Nie Wushuang, so he can still attack the enemy, and once he attacks, it is a special move.

The energy of the whole body explodes completely.

Decay!

Wither!

Various similar auras rolled together and turned into a black mist, rolling towards Nie Wushuang in front.

If Nie Wushuang can't be killed!

Patriarch Ku Mu can only take the last way, a way to lose both with Nie Wushuang and die together.

Of course, if he can break out, he won't do this.

Doing so is equivalent to giving up everything, but just wanting to completely pull the enemy down and fall into the abyss like himself!

When he attacked, Nie Wushuang also waved his hand.

This time, it was not the Yangshen clone with the erasure rules that attacked, but Nie Wushuang's body, simulating the Dharma image of the Green Emperor.

Annihilation!

The Green Emperor represents immortality, and his killing rule is annihilation, which is the opposite of immortality. It is just a little bit like destroying the demon. This rule is actually a little similar to the erasure rule of the Yang God's clone, but it is more domineering.

Although the rule aura of the withered wood ancestor is powerful, it is much worse than that of the Green Emperor. In addition, he was originally in a state of incompleteness, not in his prime. The black mist was annihilated by Nie Wushuang's finger as soon as it flew out.

There is no way!

The road has come to the end!

Then let's die together!

The withered wood ancestor stared at Nie Wushuang, revealing a murderous look.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the body of the withered wood ancestor exploded and turned into a ball of gray mist, rolling towards Nie Wushuang.

This gray mist is very powerful, and everything it sees is polluted.

Even the immortal body of the Green Emperor cannot avoid this pollution, because it is not a certain way of killing, but a pure cause and effect.

However, Nie Wushuang was not unable to resist the causal connection. The Qing Emperor's immortal body was not good at dealing with this. He could completely transform into the Black Emperor's formless incarnation, so that he would not be affected by the causal connection.

The reason why he did not avoid it was just out of curiosity.

What exactly did the withered wood ancestor want to avoid, even if he had to destroy a supreme genius of his own sect?

He wanted to take a look.

The moment he saw the gray fog, his soul was polluted. Nie Wushuang's eyes blurred, and something was twisting his will.

To be honest, with his current strength, he is stronger than most Dharma ancestors, and even not necessarily worse than some incarnations. He could twist his will, which shows how powerful the causal connection is.

However, Nie Wushuang also has a way to deal with it.

When it comes to causality, no one knows it better than him!

When the terrifying will twisted his body, the causality fell into the shadow space and was carried by a blank avatar.

The white fog world collapsed.

After all, it was a fake white fog world. Although it was simulated like a real thing, it didn't have a core. It was just a mirage, an illusion. If someone made a targeted move, it would be easily broken.

The dead tree had no Dharma image, and it couldn't find the real flaws, so he had no way to do anything. However, to an existence that could trap his Dharma image, Nie Wushuang's white fog world illusion was just a bubble.

The next moment, Nie Wushuang appeared on an island.

The island was surrounded not by an endless ocean, nor by endless void, but by a very rare white fog.

Here?

Here, Nie Wushuang sensed the breath of the white fog world.

It was really a case of a fake Li meeting a real Li. No wonder the white fog world he created was instantly destroyed.

The island was very simple, with lush green plants, a bit like the southern islands in the first life, full of tropical style.

Nie Wushuang stood on the beach.

Beside him, there was a dead tree stuck in the sand, half buried in the sand, half sticking out, one side was burnt yellow, the other side was grayish white...

Filled with the breath of withering.

However, in Nie Wushuang's sight, this dead tree was changing, and suddenly there was a fungus on it.

A black fungus.

The fungus was slowly blooming, like a small umbrella slowly opening in the rain.

After the small umbrella opened, it quickly withered, and at the same time, it spit out a small person, about three or four inches tall.

This person was the old ancestor of the dead tree.

The withered tree ancestor flew up, flapping his wings like a headless fly. He was obviously a small person, but fear was spreading out like a tide. Nie Wushuang could see clearly that this guy was already terrified.

The dignified Dharma ancestor was actually like this.

What was going on?

Then, the withered tree ancestor saw Nie Wushuang. In front of him, Nie Wushuang was like a giant. He tried to fly to the level of Nie Wushuang's nose, and smiled at Nie Wushuang in the air.

"Boy!"

"Congratulations on coming to hell!"