Versatile Mage

Qihai opened his limbs and hung on the awkward tombstone. This unknown power appeared, so that he realized that it was not a ghost.

“Ah! Ah!!!”

Suddenly, the monk Qihai yelled again, as if he had been pierced by the evil claws, and there was a hole in the eyes of the monk Qihai. The blood rushed out of his eyes and flowed through the right face!

The monks saw that Qihai had lost one eye inexplicably and was so scared that he was shaking.

But the tremors were useless, and one after another screams came out of the mouths of these monks, and their mourning almost reached the foot of the mountain, and they heard a burst of creeps.

The monks grabbed their right eyes, the blood spilled from their fingers, and Qihai, who was hung there, started first, and the monks were poked in the right eye, including the old monk who had already accepted the sanctions. He was Only one after another did not mourn, he was pale, and he was suffering from the painful disk sitting there, and the other monks were already rolling on the ground, and they were all covered with blood!

“Can’t tell the right eye of right and wrong, what is the use of it?” A cold voice floated from the sky and passed into everyone’s ear.

The monks were scared to huddle, and a few of them were pleading for mercy. They all heard it. This is the voice of Narahara Sora. Narahara Sora is obviously dead, but everyone heard his voice. Isn’t this the case? He came to take revenge, he must come to take revenge!

“Only listening to rumors, listening to the right ear of the truth, it is meaningless to keep.” Narahara Sora’s devil’s voice sounded again.

This sentence heard all the monks have a sigh of relief in the right ear. It is obvious that nothing has happened yet. The severe tingling of the eyes is also happening in the right ear!

“what!!!!”

Sure enough, it started from the monk Qihai who was hung on the tombstone. The bloody right ear was pulled down, and the sound heard all the monks feel that they fell into the nose.

One after another, including all the Yanming Temple monks who hosted the letter rain, their right ears were pulled down, the pain in the right eye has not been alleviated, and the right ear is hard to bear the pain. At this moment they even hope that Narahara Sora will directly take their lives and not torment them.

“I only know how to get down the stone, I don’t know how to help, and it doesn’t make sense to keep it!” The voice of Narahara Sora has become a pain.

Those who have already experienced two punishments, once they know what will happen next, the fear and despair will become an incoherent cry and beg for mercy, they will not bear the third time, they are already exhausting everything. Remorse was at the beginning! !

“I beg you, the original…the original air…all is our fault, don’t torture like this…tore everyone.” The old monk is sweating, his willpower is amazing, and he is only one after another. It is.

The other monks have already been rolling all over the place, crying and crying, especially the Qihai who was hung on the tombstone. At this moment, the pain and fear are mixed together, and the urine is incontinent.

“Repentance can’t change back to the fresh life!” The cold voice came out.

The old monk felt that the sound was near him. He slowly raised his head and saw with a blurred left eye that a man in a black robe stood in front of him.

The old monk was surprised because he saw the precisely Narahara Sora! !

Is it possible that Lost the right eye before you can see the ghost? ?

Narahara Sora walked slowly to the tombstone. He stood in front of Qihai and smiled differently.

In the tombstone plate, there are two red demon ghosts. They are exactly the same as the evil spirits in the ancient scrolls that punish the world. There are horns on the forehead, red face fangs, hands half hooked, feet with hoops!

The two demons are punishing them. At this moment, one of the devils has caught Qihai’s body. The other demon has already captured Qihai’s right arm. Obviously, he will give his arm to his life! !

“Stop!! Narahara Sora.”

Just as the old monk was at a loss, an iron-like voice came from another place.

The old monk of this voice has a little bit impression, it seems to be one of the youngsters of the thing!

Narahara Sora turned slowly, and the fascinating gray-black eyes stared at Ai Jiangtu.

He raised his mouth slightly and looked at Ai Jiangtu with a smile: “You want to meddling in other people’s business… Oh, I forgot you can’t understand Japanese.”

“It’s really sympathetic to you and Miyata, but you use the container to take the soul of others and cultivate it into Evil Spirit. The act of revenge in Curse is even more hateful!” Ai Jiangtu said to the Curse blood diagram. .

“If you want to stop me, just come, it’s a pity that you can’t see me at all…” Narahara Sora disdainfully said.

Ai Jiangtu’s heart sinks, Narahara Sora is right. He can’t see Narahara Sora at all. He can only judge the general position of Narahara Sora from the horrible and floating sounds of these monks.

“you give me……”

“what!!!!!”

Ai Jiangtu’s words have not been finished, and I heard the monk’s screaming screams.

The blood fell into pieces, and the Qihai right hand was directly torn off. The whole person shouted to the throat and could not make a sound. The body was mad and screaming, and all the blue veins would burst out!

“Bastard!!” Ai Jiangtu was furious, and suddenly released an invisible force, and everything around it was Repulsion Blast.

His Mind Power was all around, and the objects touched by his angry Mind Power were even shattered.

This Narahara Sora is more sultry than I expected!

“Narahara Sora, Narahara Sora !!!”

At the mountain road, Mo Fan ́s shouted from the back of Ai Jiangtu. Ai Jiangtu looked back and found that Mo Fan ran wildly from the mountain road on the boots of blood. The whole person was like a rampant wild beast, soot. Rolling!

Mo Fan rushed to the Curse blood diagram boundary, and he saw Narahara Sora in the Curse blood diagram at a glance, wearing a robe that was not the same as that day!

“Narahara Sora, I didn’t think you were such a monk!”

“When I was talking with you, I still felt that you were a vulgarity, and had his own bottom line. Who thought that it was such a heartbreaking madness, using the container to maintain a memory that he thought would be pity for you all over the world, and also Evil Spirit, who is not a ghost of this person. Other people Miyata is dead, you have not let her go, driving her soul to harm the soul, you are shameless, vicious, dirty, selfish, cruel, mean Monk, hurry down to hell, never liberation!” Mo Fan was full of anger, pointing to Narahara Sora is a breath.