Night Crow Master Chapter 403
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The terrible Hellfire dissipated, revealing the white bone Buddha buhuagu Jialuo . The white bone body had been broken, and the body was covered with scorched black marks, and the human skin cassock on the left half of the body had been completely burned out .
The destruction of the spirit is also a great harm to the white bone beads . The pale shell is covered with scorched black and cracks similar to that of the white bone Buddha . Countless ghosts gush out of the 49 white bone beads and fly around .
Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands .
“How many killed?”
There were so many ghosts that Yat couldn’t help being surprised .
He glanced at the ghost emissary . He was hiding behind the white bone Buddha . He couldn’t see it in this direction .
But in the other direction, in the sight of the crow’s servant, Yat was able to see him .
It seems that the opponent is also attacked by the destruction of his life’s magic weapon and spirit, and can’t move for a moment .
However, Yat didn’t think so . At least, in Mordo’s memory, he only destroyed the other party’s white bone beads, and could not completely defeat the other party .
Moreover, through the bad luck around the other party’s body, Yat can feel that there is a huge force surging in the other party’s body .
After thinking about it, Arturo sneered in Mordo’s voice:
“canggui emissary, did not expect you to be so naive? You think you can sneak on me like this? I didn’t expect that after a thousand years, you still look like a fool . ”
The sarcasm made the ghost emissary understand that his plan had failed .
But there was no expression on his bony face . He just straightened his body:
“you are still so boring, curse . ”
The white bone fire in his eyes leaped, and then he lifted his hand and pinched the White Bone Bead —
“I am the Buddha!”
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In an instant, all the white bone beads turned into powder, and the ghosts were crushed together, and the white bone Buddha was smashed in an instant .
Yat could hear the deep sigh of the white bone Buddha and the miserable cry of countless ghosts .
The annihilation powder made of white bones and ghosts surged to the canggui envoy and gathered on his body .
For a short time, a white light flashed through the air, and the sounds of scriptures such as “I heard” sounded . One by one, the pale characters of “I heard” were highlighted in the sky, which surrounded the ghosts and Demons everywhere —
it is not only protection but also assistance .
One after another, the pale flame flew towards Yat, as if to disturb Yat and prevent him from attacking the ghost emissary at this time .
However, after stopping several white bone fires, Yat did not launch an attack immediately . Instead, he controlled the lamp of reggae, and the ghosts inhaled into the lamp .
If he doesn’t use the force of doom and does not change his body, but only uses the power of faith and soul of modu, his most powerful attack is basically the same level as before –
camouflage is really troublesome . . . All kinds of forces can not be used casually .
Who could have thought that with a person who is close to the top of the third level, the battle is in full swing, and the actual level is only the second level, which is lower than the higher level?
After a look at the expanding ghost emissary, Yat thought about it for a moment –
now, only Mo Du’s soul power and the power of faith are used as energy . If you want to win, you have to change your body?
Now that the decision has been made, Yat is not vague . Under the control of the system, the strong power of faith begins to disappear as the consumption of transfiguration . And Yat’s body, to be exact, is the body of maudo and lanocchio, which has changed at the same time .
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God comes, God crow (the ultimate transfiguration, the Lord of the night Crow)!
The air around him solidified instantly, and the power of faith gradually became dark, forming a huge whirlpool .
At the moment of its appearance, the whirlpool becomes pitch black, involving Yat’s body .
Just like the pale character around the body of the white bone Buddha, it not only protects Yat, but also assists in the deformation of Yat .
When the whirlpool formed, the canggui emissary showed his body shape –
the pale flame converged into Huolian, and petals of it bloomed, holding up the canggui envoy .
At this time, canggui emissary looks like a giant Buddha with a stature of more than 100 meters .
He was wearing a cassock, with a light behind his head and a Zen stick in his hand .
Moreover, unlike the appearance of the white bone Buddha before, he has flesh and blood .
But . . .
if you look closely, you can see that his flesh and blood skin is composed of white bone and pale soul body .
White bone Buddha, canggui Jialuo!
The ghost emissary opened his eyes and the mysterious Buddhist patterns flowed in his eyes .
The screams of countless ghosts ring around, like thousands of Buddhas chanting .
Art and this way .
Under the control of ATT, the power of black faith gathered over modu’s body .
The black force gradually condenses into substance, forming a bird skull similar to a triangular cone . The power of faith came together, attached to the newly formed skull, forming flesh and blood .
Flesh and blood, skin tissue, and the power of black belief constantly entangle, twist and deform, spreading like real flesh and blood tissue, forming the head .
New muscles, bones, viscera, epidermis and feathers are constantly formed .
The next moment, in the eyes of the onlookers, a huge black crow with a body length of more than 100 meters and a wingspan of nearly 300 meters, poked its head out of the vortex .
Dark and dead .
As the crow’s head pokes out, the light seems to be absorbed .
It’s like the embodiment of death, the embodiment of darkness, and the giant crow that Yat has turned into, completely out of the whirlpool .
Pieces of dark, shadow like feathers fell from art’s body .
After falling, every feather will be activated and become a small crow, flapping its wings and flying back to Yat’s body, turning back into feathers and attaching to art’s body .
There is no pattern, no mysterious scene, only black, endless black .
The sky around has turned black .
Like the night .
The two completed the change almost at the same time .
It’s the same time you look at each other .
“This is . . . I’ve never heard of . . . ”
the ghost emissary’s face remains unchanged, but his heart is dignified and incomparable .
He didn’t know when and when the magic spell learned this ability . It seems that this ability is not big enough to connect with the other party’s original road . . .
“I didn’t expect that in a thousand years, you have acquired such ability . ”
The ghost made his eyes fixed on the black feathers floating around art’s body and the sky gradually eroded into night .
When the other party is trying, Yat is naturally willing to accept it . Moreover, this is a logical reason why “modu” becomes like this:
“of course, the ability of level 4 creatures is much better than that of your white bone Buddha . ”
‘s tone as like as two peas is just the same as the curse of the memory of the devil .
“It’s no use saying more . ”
If you can’t get information, the sky turns black again . Although you don’t know what happened, it’s definitely beneficial to the other party .
Canggui makes his left hand seal, white bone flame surging, and attacks Yat .
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