Heavens villain boss whitewashing system

Daolong, who was surrounded by black energy, looked ahead where the smoke had dissipated, and frowned, because the wizard who looked like a foreign boy actually wore the mask of the Ghost Corps.

As we all know, people who wear ghost masks will be possessed by ghost generals and become eternal slaves of the dark kingdom. No fool can become a wizard. Is he...really? Tara?

Daolong somewhat doubted his previous judgment.

The friendly exchange between the Holy Lord and General Nijia seemed to last for a long time, but in fact, the spiritual communication took place in a blink of an eye.

He looked at Daolong, with a faint murderous look in his eyes: "The first rule of the wizard's code is to always be in awe when facing the unknown. It seems that you don't understand this truth, Daolong."

Daolong's heart tightened when he heard this, but his old face pretended to be calm. He waved his staff and sneered: "Whether you are the Holy Master or Tara, you are just the remnants of the era. It is no longer your era.

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"Leave the knowledge and die for me!"

The black air in the sky turned into the shape of a bad wolf, standing behind Daolong, roaring silently, and then rushed towards the Holy Lord.

Behind the mask, the Holy Lord's eyes turned red, and a warm current suddenly surged into his body, and the strengthening of his limbs and bones was completed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, one of the basic operations of Ghost Mask is physical amplification.

The original Warren was just an ordinary boy of 11 years old. He was only 1.5 meters tall and weighed only 30 kilograms. He was considered skinny.

But at this time, his body went through an abnormal growth, and his height suddenly jumped up by a full ten centimeters. Although he was not yet 1.6 meters tall, it was enough to occupy a high position against that bad old man Daolong.

His muscles bulged instantly, and the originally thin and thin boy suddenly transformed into a muscular man, with pieces of tendon meat seeming to burst out.

The eyes are also raised horizontally. The long, narrow and protruding eyes look more like insects than humans!

The Holy Lord felt the power surging in his body, but raised his brows. The next moment, the extremely pure dark power condensed directly on his fist, as if he was wearing a thick black glove.

"How... how to use magic?"

The Holy Lord is originally a player who relies on his own ability to fight. He only relies on the demonic energy of fire and the twelve talismans, and does not use other magic at all.

In addition, the time in hell was so long that the Holy Master forgot most of the advanced magic. There was dark magic in this time and space, but he forgot how to use it.

But fortunately, the memory of the Holy Master and Liu Yi is also power. Using dark magic to perform magic is an operation. So what will happen if the dark magic is used to break the void?

"I don't have much time..." the Holy Lord whispered. He looked at Daolong and the black wolf he summoned, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "So you go and die!"

After the words fell, the Holy Lord punched out, and the huge dark magic power suddenly condensed, stirring the wind and clouds and moving the heaven and earth. In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the wind and clouds changed color!

Using dark magic as a true essence explosion, but without any other attributes at all, the Holy Lord's punch may seem sinister and evil, but it is actually covered up by the aftermath of dark magic. It is basically the most upright and royal punch.

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There is no dark attribute, and no fire attribute. Abandoning the influence of the ghost mask, and excluding the bonus of the Holy Lord's own physique, what the Holy Lord triggers at this time is only the simplest power, the simplest punch.

He is dignified and upright, clever and unworkable, but he is also extremely domineering!

The phantom of the evil wolf that was transformed into the black energy summoned by Daolong turned into nothing the moment it came into contact with this punch. Even the escaped black energy was obliterated by the Holy Lord's fist, leaving no trace behind.

Daolong's expression changed drastically in an instant, and his pupils showed a look of horror.

He didn't feel any magic from this punch. This terrifying punch was not transformed by magic. It carried the purest power!

This was something beyond Daolong's knowledge, and the three views he had built up after hundreds of years of magic practice were shattered——

It is not impossible that there is no magical change and only pure power can cause the heaven and earth to cause such a terrifying effect!!

Even though ten million people in Daolong didn't believe it, the Holy Lord's punch, which could split mountains and ridges, still hit him. He could only forcefully interrupt his disbelief and turn around to prepare to parry.

"Dark Shield!"

"Black air barrier!"

"Dark Healing Technique!"

Feeling the faint locking power of the Holy Lord's punch, Daolong could only grit his teeth and choose to resist. After continuously applying two layers of defense and one layer of assistance to himself, he still felt that it was not safe enough.

"Gan, Wen, Cui!"

With an order, the three dark killers who were originally fighting against the ghost army suddenly disappeared from the ninja soldiers, and then appeared in front of Daolong in a row.

Obviously, Daolong regards the three of them as his last human shields.

boom!!

Under the Holy Lord's punch, the space began to distort, and the sonic boom that squeezed through the air was like a thunderous roar, deafening!

Poof! Poof! Bang!

In Daolong's disbelieving eyes, the Holy Lord's fist moved forward inexorably.

Shield shattered!

Barrier broken!

Gan, Wen, and Cui were also directly blown up the moment they came into contact with the fist wind, turning into blue black energy and disappearing without a trace!

The Daolong who was hiding behind Ganwen Cui did not escape the unbearable punch, and was directly blown away, and his whole body was embedded in the wall he had cast before.

Magic seems a bit fragile in the face of absolute power.

The Holy Master took a deep breath and secretly thought that it had only been twenty seconds since he put on the mask. It seemed that he still had time to read the book and find the magic spell that helped him take off the mask.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran to the magic book he had left behind and started flipping through it in a hurry.

"??,????,?,??."

Along with the sound of chanting a magic spell, the mask on the Holy Lord's face emitted a burst of green light, and then it loosened a little, and the Holy Lord grabbed it and tore it off from his face.

"Nijia, let's work together again when we have time!" The Holy Master smiled at the mask, then balled up the mask to Tuanba Tuanba and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

Nijia: (???) Stop coming, get out!!!

At this time, Daolosaurus, who was photographed on the wall, finally broke out of the hole.

He was now in ragged clothes, pale and bleeding from all his orifices, and the staff he held in his hand was broken into two pieces. Compared with the black energy wizard, he looked more like a homeless man with a promising career.

"Next time... I will find out what kind of magic you used..." Daolong said with great difficulty. It could be seen that he was seriously injured by the punch, "Ganwen Cui!"

puff!

Blue smoke filled the air, and three dark killers appeared beside Daolong in an instant, and then disappeared into blue smoke with Daolong.

But the Holy Lord who was watching all this happened didn't even move, because he knew that he lacked the blessing of the mask and it was impossible to keep the Daolong.

"You want my knowledge, but you don't know that I also covet your magic."

"No need to wait for the next time... Daolong, it won't be long before I come to China to find you again!"

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