Chapter 638 Weird

Before going to the Nine Nether Prison.

Before swallowing the fragments of the Godhead, and even before coming into contact with the projection of the Dragon God and gaining some insights, Nie Wushuang might not fail in dealing with the four Dharma Ancestors, but it would never be easy.

It was basically impossible to completely subdue them by fighting one against four.

It might take a long tug-of-war to defeat each of these four people, and it might even be impossible to control the power.

Maybe he would kill two or three people by chance.

What about now?

Nie Wushuang waved his hand.

Just a light wave.

The sword lights flying towards him, whether it was the terrifying Tianhe sword energy like the upside-down Tianhe, or the tidal sword energy that rolled in like a tide, or the thunder sword energy with blue electric light, or even the Xuanji sword energy of the Ten Thousand Stars that protected everyone...

All seemed to be frozen in time, stagnating in mid-air.

Not only them, but also the Dharma ancestors such as Tianhe Patriarch were like this. At the moment when Nie Wushuang waved his hand, his soul was blown by a wisp of wind.

They forgot everything at that moment.

They forgot the past, the present, and themselves, and were as blank as a piece of paper, a blank paper with nothing written on it.

In fact, the time was very short.

Just a moment!

But it was enough!

After a moment, the flying sword was still rushing forward.

However, Nie Wushuang's breath had completely dissipated. No, it was not dissipated, but changed, becoming ethereal.

The breath captured by the flying sword was the breath he had shown before, not the current breath. In this way, it stopped in the air, like a puppy lost in the rainy night, not knowing where to go.

Failed!

Just try again!

Just a little adjustment.

However, Tianhe Patriarch and others did not have time to adjust. At the moment when they lost their minds and forgot, Nie Wushuang had left a trace of sword energy in their sea of ​​consciousness, which was suspended just above the soul.

After returning to normal, they could sense the sword energy.

It was impossible to continue fighting, after all, they didn't even know how the other party did it.

Now, it was just a matter of time.

If they really fought to the death, all four of them would perish. With the existence of the Dharma, they might be reborn, but that kind of feeling was actually very uncomfortable, and it would take a long time to restore the power of the heyday.

In short, don't play like this unless it's absolutely necessary.

Moreover, since the other party can achieve this level now, it is easy to crush the people who joined forces with them. Maybe there are also means to target the Dharma. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one!

Having lived to this level and being at the top of the pyramid of Xu State, do you really have to fight for power with the other party?

It's not worth it!

In the past, everyone discussed and did things, but now, it's no different to listen to the Guizang Patriarch alone.

After all, the strong are respected.

Being able to suppress others with ease, this Guizang Patriarch must have had a strange encounter, and he might advance to the God Transformation stage soon.

At that time, he will have to ascend.

After he ascends, everything will return to normal.

Well, in fact, everyone has an Ah Q in their hearts, and when they have to yield and wrong themselves, they will also comfort themselves.

Just like Tianhe Patriarch and others.

"Are you convinced?"

Nie Wushuang asked with a smile.

In the eyes of everyone, this smile of Guizang Patriarch was very hateful, but they could only nod.

Not bowing down was just the last stubbornness.

...

When Nie Wushuang transformed into Guizang Patriarch to suppress the Dharma-image Patriarchs of Tianjianmen and gained control of Tianjianmen.

White Mist World.

In the God Realm of Wanxiang God.

Nie Wushuang was facing a difficult problem.

That is, should the guest follow the host's convenience and drink a mouthful of the meat soup made with the withered wood ancestor as the material, or, simply be a bad guest?

In fact, the meat soup contained the cultivation of the withered wood ancestor.

Just like swallowing the fragments of the godhead in the Nine Nether Prison, if you drink the meat porridge, you will get some benefits.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

However, Nie Wushuang is a little uncomfortable with this behavior to increase his cultivation.

Or, just be a bad guest.

When the porridge flew to Nie Wushuang, he waved his hand and a piece of withered wood appeared in his hand.

The withered wood image of the withered wood ancestor, which was still stuck in the sugar, was waved over by him and held in his hand, and then he crushed it into pieces, turning it into star-like light spots and falling into the porridge.

The tempting meat fragrance dissipated instantly.

The shadow of the withered wood ancestor emerged from the light spot, no longer full of crazy breath, but returned to normal.

He bowed to Nie Wushuang.

Nie Wushuang sighed, stretched out his hand, and with a light wave, the shadow of the withered tree ancestor dissipated and was pulled into the shadow space by Nie Wushuang.

If he didn't do this, the other party would not be able to get rid of it smoothly.

Because...

A coconut fell from the coconut tree, a round coconut with facial features on its face, as if it was drawn by someone.

Originally, the coconut jumped down with a smile, and the target was the shadow of the soul of the withered tree ancestor, the only symbol of his existence in the world. If Nie Wushuang didn't take action, the withered tree would be swallowed by the coconut's big mouth.

Finding that the target disappeared, the coconut was not willing to do it!

The smiling face on the coconut shell turned into a crying face in an instant. It grinned and cried loudly. The golden tears shone and fell from its eyes. It opened its mouth and cried loudly, "What's mine, it's all mine, give it back to me!"

Then, it jumped towards Nie Wushuang.

He opened his bloody mouth, which was bigger than a whole coconut, and could swallow Nie Wushuang in one bite.

It was like a hole appeared out of thin air.

This hole rushed towards Nie Wushuang, with rows of cold teeth inside, like a mountain of knives.

Nie Wushuang's aura suddenly changed.

The immortal eternal body of the Red Emperor!

Taiyi!

He threw a punch.

The flames rushed into the coconut's open mouth and burned. The immortal fire swept away the strange aura contained in the coconut.

Not only that, the coconut tree beside Nie Wushuang also burned.

"pain!"

"It hurts!"

"Cool!"

"So cool!"

Cries and laughter came from the void, and the cries and laughter were intertwined, like a hurricane blowing across the island, sweeping towards Nie Wushuang.

"I like this taste very much!"

"bring it on!"

This existence in the world of white mist, the Vientiane Divine Lord in the mouth of Ancestor Kumu seems to be very fascinated by the flame breath of the Red Emperor.

But if you want it, will I give it to you?

The aura on Nie Wushuang changed again, and now it became the aura of the Yellow Emperor, a pure aura of earth attribute rules.

"Pooh!"

"It smells bad!"

"I don't want this!"

In the void, the cries overwhelmed the laughter.

The sky darkened.