Chapter 679 Mantis Monster


"After struggling for a long time, the result is still not the same. Ants are ants after all. Don't climb on a gravel and think that you are flying into the sky."

Nalan Shu smiled contemptuously, slashed the air with his long knife, and violently slashed the air. He rushed towards Xu Shu who was a hundred feet away.

Xu Shu felt cold, Nalan Shu was too thief and refused to close the fighting distance.

More than a hundred feet away, Xu Shu couldn't be sure whether the iron box in his palm could kill Nalan Shu.

He is unwilling to do anything he is not sure about.

The more important reason is that he has a ghost-level soul. Even if his physical body is destroyed, it will not be a problem to ensure that the ghost escapes.

As long as the ghost can survive, there is still hope for everything. Naturally, he does not need to take the risk of consuming the iron box in vain.

Faced with Nalan Shu's fatal blow, Xu Shu closed his eyes calmly, intending to carefully appreciate the feeling of the death sickle slicing his throat.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the mantis monster flew out again.

Xu Shu stared at the mantis monster in disbelief, unable to understand why this stall and this guy were fighting for him.

The other three ghost monsters fled long ago.

Nalan Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, extremely puzzled.

As far as he knows, even if a transcendent of the high-level gangster path can summon a high-level ghost monster, it will never be able to control it to such an extent.

But the mantis monster in front of him was the only legendary ghost monster Nalan Shu had ever seen in his life, and its combat power was extremely terrifying.

It stands to reason that the higher the level of the ghost monster, the harder it is to subdue it.

Whoosh!

Nalan Shu slashed out with his sword, and the mantis monster that had fallen to the ground bounced up like a ghost, blocking the path of the sword energy towards Xu Shu.

With a bang, the mantis monster was swept away, and the last mantis sword was chopped down.

The huge body fell to the ground, like a broken branch.

Xu Shu frowned and breathed quickly.

Xu Shu had no feelings for the mantis monster at all, and felt that it was just labor in exchange for the Origin Bead.

Even he himself didn’t understand why the mantis monster risked his life.

He shouted excitedly and waved his arms wildly, signaling the mantis monster to retreat. However, the mantis monster trembled twice and continued to move in the direction of blocking Nalan Shu.

“Seeking death!”

Nalan Shu snorted coldly, his elixir breath spurted out, and his sword energy began to surge.

It is worth mentioning that after Xu Shu's hope of escaping was cut off with one blow, he restrained himself from the true intentions of the gods.

In Nalan Shu's view, Xu Shu is just a small person after all. Although it is important to destroy Xu Shu, it is not worth wasting too much of the true will of the gods.

Nalan Shu gathered his strength for three breaths, until the sword energy in his palm began to surge, and he suddenly swung the sword out.

The mantis monster "squeaked" twice, and once again rushed in before the sword energy hit Xu Shu, and was hit by the sword energy.

With this slash, the entire body of the mantis monster was completely torn into pieces, its limbs and broken arms scattered everywhere, and it could no longer move.

"Grass Mud Horse!"

Xu Shu shouted angrily and escaped directly from the ghost. He threw out the Sizhen Sword, the Dragon Shaking Stick, and the Fish Gut Sword, whistling towards Nalan Tell him to kill.

Nalan Shu's long sword swung sharply, and the torrent of sword energy instantly swept Xu Shu's countless swordsmen out of reach.

Nalan Shu sneered and was about to speak. Suddenly, his eyes turned white and he immediately had a splitting headache.

Suddenly, he bit his finger quickly, and the rich blood immediately smeared all over his body. Suddenly, bursts of smoke suddenly appeared from his tomb.

The next moment, a pale shadow jumped out from his spiritual platform, it was Xu Shu's ghost.

Nalan Shu couldn't see Xu Shu's ghost, but he was extremely frightened in his heart. He didn't know what evil method Xu Shu used, but he could feel that the ghost had invaded the spiritual platform just now, and he was in danger of being devoured by the soul.

This strange change made Nalan Shu no longer able to figure out Xu Shu, and he walked away without a trace in an instant.

After more than ten breaths, Nalan Shu came up again.

It turns out that he was never willing to give up on his escape.

Seeing that we are on the verge of getting rid of this new and serious problem, why should we let it go?

He wanted to understand even more that the one who attacked him must be a high-level ghost raised by Xu Shu.

On the way here, he pricked his index finger, ready to use the most powerful blood to deal with the attacks of ghosts.

Xu Shu even managed to bring the weakened ghost back into his body, and then he saw Nalan Shu again.

Xu Shu's heart has long been dead, no longer struggling, no longer weighing the pros and cons, only boundless hatred.

Suddenly, Xu Shu held a dark iron box in his left hand, and a dark green bottle appeared in his right hand. When he removed the cork, a stream of light overflowed, and a terrifying pressure overflowed from the mouth of the bottle.

Xu Shu shook the bottle gently and was about to tip it over. At this moment, Nalan Shu suddenly flew back upside down.

Xu Shu stared at Nalan Shu. In an instant, Nalan Shu had disappeared without a trace, and a red-purple glow suddenly reflected on the iron box.

He turned around suddenly, and the western sky was filled with red and purple glow, and the faint purple air was invading like a strong wind.

Xu Shu exclaimed, and with his thoughts, a bathtub appeared in front of him. Then seventeen or eight water bags exploded one after another under the influence of his soul thoughts, filling the bathtub instantly.

The next moment, Xu Shu used his soul to carry his seriously injured body and fell into the bathtub.

Then the Tanli Pearl comes out and automatically forms a closed space when it encounters water.

As soon as he did this, the death energy of the netherworld came like a breeze.

In the tub, there was a gurgling sound, and bursts of bubbles were rising. However, within the enclosed space of the Tanli Pearl, it was intact.

Xu Shu held his breath and concentrated, quietly waiting for the death energy of the netherworld to float away.

It turns out that the so-called set direction in which he was escaping along the way was the direction from which the death energy of the netherworld was coming.

Because he knew very well that without external force, the possibility of escaping Nalan Shu's pursuit was almost zero.

Of course, he didn't know that the mantis monster would rush to protect him. He only looked for the Netherworld's death energy, which might create a chance for him to escape.

The use of Tanli beads to form an isolated space had long been in his mind.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the death energy from the nether world came so slowly, which almost made him drink in anger on the spot.

While the Nether Death Qi was drifting away from the stall, Xu Shu began to take supplements.

A red berry, a piece of spiritual flesh, and a holy hand pill.

Originally, it was supposed to be a universal elixir, but now that it was swallowed by Xu Shu, the effect was slow and weak.

Just because in a short period of time, he used these spiritual objects to replenish his body so frequently that pills similar to tonic elixirs inevitably arrived.

Fortunately, some supplement is better than no supplement, and a weak effect is better than no effect.

Xu Shu stared at the time on his watch. About an hour and a half later, the last ray of deathly energy from the underworld also disappeared.

Xu Shu used his soul to move himself out of the tub.

Despite extensive supplementation, the effect was minimal, and his body was still in a semi-broken state at this moment.

His Qi and blood were weak and he couldn't even strengthen his Qi and blood or steam dry his clothes.

He had no choice but to use clumsy methods to wipe himself clean, put on a green robe, slowly walked to a sunny grassy slope, and sat down under a big tree.

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