I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

The power of the peace talisman is really strong, and the violent energy surged, directly flattening the entire canyon.

Such a terrifying power is enough to kill all the strong men of Ninth Stage.

Therefore, Lu Wukai thought that the will-o'-the-wisp should not survive.

He was so excited that he was trembling all over. After this battle, the name of Mr. Lu must have shocked the world.

"Hey, a giant in the ghost world, I killed him in one blow, life is really lonely like snow."

Lu Wukai sighed softly, showing a lonely expression of a master.

He thinks this is the brightest moment of his life, but it's a pity that there is no audience.

"Kill in one hit? You really know how to put gold on your old face."

An angry voice sounded behind him, and waves of heat swept in like waves.

When Lu Wukai looked back, his expression changed drastically.

The will-o'-the-wisp didn't die, and was alive and well.

But it's not that nothing happened, the fire on his body dimmed a lot.

The will-o'-the-wisp never thought that it would be injured by an ant that didn't have To put in one's eyes. If it was a flesh and blood body, it might really be killed in one blow.

Lu Wukai is also a person who has experienced big storms. He quickly calmed himself down and said, "The giant in the ghost world is indeed a well-deserved reputation. I admire it. We will fight again in another day."

After speaking, he pretended to be calm and wanted to leave.

"Ambush me, you still want to run, today, I must blow you to ashes?"

The words of the will-o'-the-wisp are extremely cold, it is impossible for it to let go of this bastard who dared to sneak up on it.

It exudes a blazing light, like a little sun.

The terrifying temperature instantly burned the rocks on the ground into lava.

"It's better to get rid of enemies than to tie them up. We don't know each other, so we might as well let it go. If we really want to fight to the death, we'll be 50-50. Why do we have to fight to the death?"

Lu Wukai still has some confidence, he still has four safety charms on him.

"Who are you with? 50-50, you deserve it too?"

The ghost fire was so angry that an ant actually boasted that he could have a 50/50 relationship with him?

You must know that it is going to become the overlord of The Three Realms, how can it bear to be looked down upon by a human being like this, it is unbearable.

It was murderous and rushed towards Lu Wukai.

boom!

There was another loud bang.

Lu Wukai decisively activated a safety talisman and attacked the ghost fire.

Mud and rocks splashed everywhere, dust flew up, small mushroom clouds shot straight into the sky, and a deep pit was blasted out on the ground.

But he still didn't look at the explosion behind him, turned his head and ran away.

"Ah... bastard, you are going to die for me."

Terrible flames soared into the sky, and half of the sky was dyed green.

The will-o'-the-wisp flew up from the bottom of the deep pit in embarrassment, and chased after him, intending to kill Lu Wukai completely.

"Fuck, why is life so hard?"

Lu Wukai ran for his life desperately, and when he saw the will-o'-the-wisp chasing him, he was frightened and shouted, "Brother Ji Mo, save me."

Feeling that his life was in danger, he ran to where Ji Mo was at the fastest speed.

Now, only Ji Mo can save his life.

The will-o'-the-wisp originally planned to kill Lu Wukai directly, but when he heard his shout, he suddenly had a plan.

It also doesn't know the exact location of Ji Mo, so it can just let Lu Wukai lead the way and find Ji Mo.

Therefore, he deliberately slowed down and chased after Lu Wukai.

at this time.

Ji Mo is playing with an oiled paper umbrella.

There was only one old demon beside him, and Hei Meigui and the others went out to look for Ali and the others, but they hadn't come back yet.

The old demon looked at the oil-paper umbrella in Ji Mo's hand, and felt turbulent in his heart.

"Isn't this the natal fairy artifact of the ghost girl Supreme? How did it fall into Mr. Ji's hands? Could it be that Mr. Ji wiped out the female Supreme once he went out?"

The old demon guessed wildly, but felt something was wrong. When Ji Mo was holding the oil-paper umbrella, he grinned foolishly, with a swaying expression.

Mr. Ji could not have followed the advice of that old Lu Wukai to give the female Supreme to "sleep clothes".

A bold idea popped up in the old demon's heart.

Because Ji Mo is very hard at repairing the dilapidated oil-paper umbrella.

Ji Mo took a few bones that had been removed from the golden skull before, and extracted the fairy gold from them to re-strengthen the ribs of the oil-paper umbrella.

Subsequently, the umbrella surface was refurbished and painting began.

The oil-paper umbrella is too simple, he plans to transform it and beautify it, and paint the scenery.

The picture of meeting the female Supreme echoed in my mind.

The sky was cloudy and blue, misty and rainy, and the beautiful ghost girl covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and handed out the oiled paper umbrella in her hand.

This picture is beautiful and warm.

Holding a paintbrush in hand, Ji Mo began to paint the scene seriously on the umbrella surface.

"There must be some unspoken secret between Mr. Ji and the female Supreme."

The old demon ignited the heart of Eight Trigrams, itching in his heart, eager to know the inside story.

call……

When the wind blows from the ground, the Spiritual Qi between the heaven and the earth surges and gathers here.

Ji Mo's painting skills have reached the level of perfection, and there are runes intertwined between the strokes, and the breath of the road is permeating.

At the same time, inject the infinite Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth into the fan.

The misty rain in the picture, the female Supreme smiled and was so lifelike, it seemed that she might walk out of the painting at any time holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Moreover, with the continuous improvement of the picture, the quality of the oil-paper umbrella is constantly improving.

Fairy artifacts are divided into seven grades: normal grade, low grade, middle grade, high grade, high grade, top grade, and top grade.

The oil-paper umbrella was originally a middle-grade fairy weapon, but now it is constantly changing in the hands of Ji Mo, and it has been promoted to a top-grade fairy weapon.

"Mr. Ji's methods are really uncanny. If we go on like this, we won't be able to directly produce a magic weapon!"

The old demon was already dumbfounded, and his heart was full of boundless expectations.

Could it be that I was lucky in my third life to witness the birth of an artifact?

"Well, just paint myself on it and it's done."

Ji Mo is very satisfied with own craftsmanship, and is about to add himself to the umbrella.

However, a cry for help came from afar.

"Brother Ji Mo, help, come and save me."

Lu Wukai yelled in horror, his head covered in cold sweat.

He didn't disconnect from Ji Mo when he left last time, so he knew where Ji Mo was, and finally managed to escape.

When Ji Mo heard the movement, he reluctantly put down his pen and oil-paper umbrella, stood up and looked into the distance.

Lu Wukai was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight, his face was full of panic, and he yelled for help while flying away.

And behind him, a group of green will-o'-the-wisps followed closely.

"Damn Lu Wukai, what are you yelling, the artifact is about to appear in the world."

The old demon sighed, if it hadn't been for being disturbed, Mr. Ji might be able to successfully upgrade the oil-paper umbrella to a magical weapon next.

It's such a pity to be interrupted now.

"Brother Ji Mo, save me."

Lu Wukai quickly fled to Ji Mo's side, panting heavily, the expression of fear slowly dissipated and returned to calm.

With brother Ji Mo here, there is no need to be afraid of the sky falling.

"Old Lu, you are really getting more and more hopeless. Isn't this just a bunch of will-o'-the-wisps? Are you afraid of wool?"

Ji Mo didn't know that it was the most powerful will-o'-the-wisp among the four giants of the ghost world, so he didn't have any fear.

In his cognition, the so-called will-o'-the-wisps are nothing more than phosphorous fires formed after the burning of phosphine. It looks scary, but in fact the temperature is very low and there is no danger at all.

How can I say that Lu Wukai is also a cultivator, but he was frightened by a ball of will-o'-the-wisps, which is really embarrassing.

Lu Wukai blushed when he was told, and argued, "This thing is still very strong."

"Strong? Then I'm stronger, and I can kill it with just a piss."

Full of confidence, Ji Mo walked towards the ghost fire.