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Chapter 317: Additional update, seizing and descending

Chapter 317: Additional update, seizing and descending
At the foot of Changbai Mountain, the wind and sand are rolling.

Mu Bowen had a gloomy look in his eyes.

His chest rose and fell violently.

His spiritual energy was consumed too much, and the injuries he suffered after the battle with the Hunter Guild President were not completely healed. Now he met another S-level man who had already killed half of his life.

The opponent is obviously a plant type combat awakener, why does he show power that is more evil than his necromancy?
Complex runes appeared on Mu Bowen's body, exuding bursts of cold air.

"Woooooo~"

Like crying and laughing, the voices of countless fierce ghosts sounded in the deep pit, and scarlet eyes looked at the giant demon ape in mid-air.

【Hundred Ghosts Night Parade! 】

In the battle with the president, Hyakuki Yakou's move was almost useless.

Meng Xing killed 90% of the undead controlled by Mu Bowen.

But even so, Baigui Yexing's current residual power is enough to kill the demon ape giant in front of him.

Because the giant demon ape has also reached the end of its power.

The hundred ghosts roared and flew towards the demon ape.

The demon ape seemed to be in a hurry, but a blue silver grass quietly came behind Mu Bowen.

"Pfft!"

The sound of sharp objects piercing the body is particularly harsh in the wilderness, even compared to the wild wind.

Mu Bowen looked at his chest blankly.

A black blue silver grass penetrated there, and the blood flowed freely.

"I am getting old after all."

Mu Bowen murmured.

He felt all the strength drained from him.

Hundreds of ghosts turned into dust one after another because Mu Bowen lost his spiritual control.

"Bring it here."

The demon ape looked at Mu Bowen blankly and stretched out his hand.

I don’t know if he wants the Devil Fruit or Mu Bowen’s life.

The blood at the corner of Mu Bowen's mouth had flowed into a river.

"Haha, I'm old, and the president's fire has burned away my lifeblood.

Otherwise, how could I not even be able to defeat a soulless waste like you? !
Me, cough. . . . . "

Mu Bowen's throat was filled with blood and it was difficult to speak:
"I, I am old, but the Moon Worship Gate cannot wither away as I grow old.

I have a disciple, and my disciple will revitalize the Moon Worship Gate.

I can't give you this fruit. I bought it for her. "

Mu Bowen's gloomy eyes rarely showed a touch of tenderness.

When a good person has sharp eyes, it means he is going to be a angry-eyed King Kong.

When a villain has tenderness in his eyes, it means he is really going to fight for his life.

Mu Bowen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and quickly formed seals with his hands:
"I have one more move, let's see if you can catch it."

Mu Bowen was in great pain, his eyes bulging:

"Sick!"

The demon ape paused for a moment, unable to move at all.

The miserable howl of the sick ghost resounded in the mind of the demon ape.

The sick ghost, who had been conceived for who knows how many years, exploded in the sea of ​​the demon ape's consciousness with his overwhelming hatred for Mu Bowen and resentment towards the world.

The giant figure of the demon ape quickly shrank.

The power of the soul fruit that Meng Xing left in the demon ape's body quickly dissipated.

The demon ape squatted on the ground, not dead, but he lost the ability to control his body.

It's like a car losing oil.

"It's over." Mu Bowen's face turned pale.

He won and he lost.

His lifespan is very short, because he can't live long due to the backlash of the disease, and he also loses the qualification to use S-level power.

Fortunately, the demon ape does not have a complete soul. After suffering an illness, the demon ape loses the power of the soul fruit and is unable to move.

"Master!"

Zhang Qian ran towards Mu Bowen.

"Is this the power of S level?"

An old voice came from the mouth of the demon ape.

Mu Bowen's expression suddenly changed, his old face that was so relaxed tightened up again, and he shouted angrily:

"do not come!"

Zhang Qian stopped. Mu Bowen looked at the demon ape coldly.

The demon ape is finished, but a new force is gathering towards the demon ape.

This power is very mysterious and strange.

"My plan succeeded after all."

The demon ape's voice changed and became older.

Zhang Qian opened her eyes wide in shock, the voice was, Immortal Elder!
'Demon Ape' stood up and slowly took off his mask, revealing a handsome face with a pair of vertical pupils in his eyes.

This face is not a human face.

'Demon Ape' sighed:
"It turns out that the demon-level hunters of the Hunter Guild are monsters. The president's magic is really not something I can spy on."

That face was obviously very young, but it felt very old.

Because vicissitudes of life and experience are invisible and intangible.

He's only as young as he is young, that's all.

The demon ape died, and now inside the demon ape is a soul that just died.

[Lingling Fruit: C level]

【Master the mystery of the soul. 】

Xian Lao used the Lingling Fruit to develop soul out-of-body and body-seizing.

He is not proficient in seizing a body.

He can only seize creatures that have no soul but are still alive, such as vegetative people, or the demon ape that has exhausted the power of the soul fruit.

The old immortal touched his head:

"The strange flame restriction of the president is gone. From now on, I can get rid of the shackles of the president."

When he possessed the Lingling Fruit, he discovered a secret. Eating the Devil Fruit was equivalent to being restrained by the president.

In order to get rid of the chairman's surveillance, he and his Immortal Auction House used a lot of efforts, and many people died.

"Blue Silver Grass is really powerful. I always dream about this grass."

The old immortal stretched out his hand, and a blue silver grass appeared from his hand. With a wave of his hand, the blue silver grass went straight towards Mu Bowen.

"Puch."

Mu Bowen's heart was pierced.

"Master!"

Zhang Qian's eyes widened, and she ran towards Mu Bowen with all her strength, regardless of the dissuasion from Mu Bowen's eyes.

Mu Bowen's mouth was full of blood and froth, and he couldn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand and handed over the devil fruit in his hand.

Zhang Qian stared at Mr. Xian with red eyes:
"You killed my master!"

"Kill your master? Why are you crying? As if no one has ever killed his apprentice."

The old immortal didn't care about the little girl's cries. He harnessed the power of [Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass] and floated into the air:

"From now on, I will become a god in this world!
From now on, I will destroy the evil spirits!

From now on, the old Taoist will create a new order and create a brand new world! "

A contemptuous voice came from the sky.

"Create a brand new world? You are worthy of it!"

The old immortal looked suddenly at the sky.

I saw a dark door slowly opening in the sky.

Huang Jie walked out of the door and bowed.

Meng Xing's figure appeared from the sky, looking at the immortal with indifferent eyes.

The old immortal was so horrified that he could hardly stand still, and his fingers were counting wildly:

"Impossible, impossible!

You have to retreat for ten years, you have to retreat for ten years!
How could this happen? How could this happen? !

Why are you here? "

The old immortal had a good way of calculating, and Meng Xing also found it interesting.

But what the immortal doesn't know is that all the arithmetic in this world cannot measure Meng Xing.

Because Meng Xing is not a native of this world, their numerology and destiny are incompatible with Meng Xing.

Meng Xing is a bug-level existence in this world.

The black mist snake floated out of Meng Xing's body. Meng Xing stood on the snake's head and looked at the immortal with interest:
"Do you street fortune tellers like to give you such nicknames so much?
Immortal old man, Tiansui. "

The last sound of "Tian Sui" had a particularly strong tone.

The old immortal cried out:
"Impossible! You can't possibly track me!!"

Meng Xing's voice gradually became colder:

"Do you really think you can hide it with a few broken signal jammers?"

(End of this chapter)

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