Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty-One: Plague Messenger

ndom shake of his body, Wu Changkong’s spirit power drastically dropped. His Blue Silver Grass shattered inch by inch, and even the Thousand Forged Tungsten Steel Hammer that had just been flung away...This person was completely shrouded in a black cloak, his right hand gripping a staff. When Mo Wu saw him, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The whole room seemed to grow sinister as well. 。 "I wanted to see who ruined our good time, but I didn't expect to meet the Councilman." 。And you, your despicable goblin. 。In that case, I will kill you first and then escort the honorable congressman. It should be easier to achieve our objectives then. 。Circles of soul rings rose from beneath his feet. His soul rings looked very different from those of a normal Soul Master. They didn't appear all at once, but rather emerged like smoke, floating out hazily. 。Two yellow, two purple, two black, six soul rings. 。And outside his six spirit rings, there was a faint green mist. 。"The Soul Master Wu Changkong felt a chill in his heart and pushed Mo Wu back." 。Mo Wu didn't move. Being able to become a member of parliament, he still had a strong psychological quality. 。He knew very well that the safest place right now was by the side of this Shrek Academy teacher. If he couldn't even solve the current Spirit Master, then running to anywhere else would be useless. 。"Call me, the Plaguebringer," he said as the dark mage raised his staff. A glow pulsed from one of his soul rings, and suddenly, a thick green mist surged forth, filling the room. 。Wu Changkong let out a cold snort, and at the same time his soul ring lit up, a bone-chilling aura also spread from him. Two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings appeared in the air. 。The Skyfrost Sword leaps into my hand. 。The tip of the sword pierced forward, a point of cold light suddenly flaring, and it went straight for the opponent's chest. 。The Plaguebringer saw the number of spirit rings rising on Wu Changkong's body, his body trembled slightly, but his reaction speed was extremely fast. With a wave of his staff in his hand, the top lit up, resembling a green crystal, blocking the tip of the sword glow. 。A crisp ringing sound echoed as a cold light instantly transformed into countless sword strands, bursting forth - it was Frostmark's attack. 。With his cultivation reaching the Seven Rings Soul Saint realm, Wuchangkong's strength surged again. 。He has been devoted to cultivation in addition to teaching for the past six months, and his overall strength has taken a big leap forward. 。Those streaks of frost weren't just encasing the opponents, but also the coldness released from Wu Changkong's body greatly slowed the spread of the plague. 。"Good," the plaguebringer growled, and he suddenly crouched, then a blast of intense green light erupted from him. 。Green light like smoke, expanding instantly 。Even the cold emanating from Wu Changkong's body couldn't withstand it. 。If only it was Wuchangkong himself, with his soul power protecting him, he could charge past and attack. 。But there is still Mok Wu in this room. 。He's just an ordinary person. If he were infected by a Six-Ring Spirit Master skilled in plagues, he would probably die instantly. 。

Wu Changkong's eyes flashed with cold light, his figure retreated explosively. Mo Wu's body tightened. In the next moment, the walls of the room shattered in the chill, and Wu Changkong took him out quickly, leaping into the air>>> 。In his left hand, he held the Mo Wu, and in his right, the Tian Shuang Jian blazed with light. The icy blue glow exploded in an instant, transforming into a gigantic sword, Frost Ice spoke. Mo Wu only saw a circle of ice wheels slashing down, and the room below was split in two. More terrifyingly, the thick green mist within the room was forcibly absorbed by the giant ice sword, clinging to it and refusing to dissipate. 。But, the previous evil shaman had already flown away into thin air, leaving only a large hole on the ground. 。actually escaped by digging a hole. 。Don't move 。, Tang Wulin instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He almost without hesitation said, “I join!” For the Tang Sect, he really had too many, too many aspirations. From childhood to adulthood, he...