Volume I Chapter 364 Nether Feng Shui Bureau

The black mist climbed up the ice layer and quickly spread towards Chu Linguang.

People seemed to see a big black hand grabbing towards Chu Linguang who was standing on the iron tower.

Chu Linguang exclaimed, stomping down decisively, the strong force broke the ice layer, separated the ice layer from the iron tower, shattered in an instant, and collapsed towards the ground.

The old king was originally trapped in the ice layer, and the ice layer fell and collapsed, and he also fell.

But at this moment, the black mist around him was like a giant hand tearing the ice, and the old king in the cloak appeared in front of Chu Linguang again, looking at Chu Linguang with empty eyes, all for fun.

It seems that Chu Linguang is no longer a strong man of the same level in the eyes of the old king.

"Eat me again!"

Chu Linguang didn't dodge.

The third form of Xuanming marksmanship, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water gushed out.

The old king had a pair of ghostly eyes, as if he had hallucinations, returning to his childhood.

But only for a moment.

Then he saw Chu Linguang's spear coming, the cloak behind him and the black mist around him automatically blocked, and turned into a giant hand again, grabbing Chu Linguang's silver spear directly.

"Ok?"

Chu Linguang was taken aback, and found that the spear was firmly grasped, and he couldn't pull it back for a while. In addition, the spear became very cold, and black mist spread along the spear towards his body with both hands.

For a moment, Chu Linguang let go of the silver spear resolutely, and shot backwards.

Before he figured out what the black mist was, Chu Linguang didn't dare to contact the black mist rashly, and at the same time his eyes were shrouded in fire, trying to see some clues, and finally determined that the black mist was death.

It is formed by the condensation of dead energy.

"Whoosh!"

With a backhand throw, the old king threw the silver at Chu Linguang, trying to shoot through Chu Linguang's body, but the silver spear was still alive, turning from silver to black.

Chu Linguang hurriedly moved away, and completely left the iron tower. In the eyes of everyone, the old king returned to the iron tower.

Wearing a black cloak, with black mist all over his body, he looked down at everyone at this moment, like a god of war in the black court, powerful in all directions. For a moment, a smile appeared on the old king's cold expression.

"Playing, if Chu Linguang can't take him down, what should we do?"

"Everyone follow me, support Brother Chu, and get rid of the old devil, otherwise, when the old devil comes to the door, you will surely die!"

People feel bad.

Guo Chen couldn't help shouting hastily.

"Death, I know, I have a solution."

But at this moment, Chu Linguang was overjoyed.

Hastily shouted to Guo Chen and the others: "This is a battle between me and him, you all step aside."

While speaking, Chu Linguang soared into the sky.

The "Feng Shui Dafa" in his mind runs automatically. He uses steel buildings and urban forests as the cornerstone of Feng Shui, and starts from the same place. A Feng Shui general situation that can refine dead energy for his own use, a ghostly Feng Shui situation, flashes quickly.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be dimmed.

The sun and the moon are covered by this geomantic omen.

As Chu Linguang changed his formula, ghosts of ghost soldiers appeared one after another in all directions, and above Chu Linguang's head, a black vortex appeared. In the vortex, bones could be seen faintly walking around, and there was even the sound of rubbing teeth and grinning. .

The two streams of dead energy collided instantly.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm still a great Feng Shui fairy."

Chu Linguang laughed.

Once the Nether Feng Shui Bureau was formed, he saw that the black mist on the old king's body and the cloak behind him showed signs of separation, as if they were about to be sucked away by the vortex above his head.

"You...how is this possible?"

The old king's dark eyes showed shock, the black mist on his body lightened, and the cloak behind him became less visible, as if he had encountered a natural enemy with a forbidden technique.

"Nothing is impossible, I will kill you today."

Chu Linguang manipulated the Nether Feng Shui Bureau and quickly enveloped the old king.

"You can't do anything to me."

The old king did not believe in evil, but his ghostly eyes had faded at this moment, and his eyes returned to their original state. Seeing Chu Linguang coming in control of Feng Shui, the vortex above his head was getting bigger and bigger, and the bone body wandering in the vortex became more and more excited.

The old king's complexion changed drastically, and he slapped a palm facing the sky, slamming at Chu Linguang with the air of death.

But this palm, as soon as it reached Chu Linguang's body, the dead air was automatically stripped away by the Nether Feng Shui Bureau, and the power in the palm was blasted by the spear that Chu Linguang quickly sucked back from the air.

Moreover, the vortex grew bigger and bigger, and it seemed that it was going to cover the iron tower, and the old king was deeply trapped in it.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing this, the old king withdrew in a hurry.

away from the tower.

The secret method of the black court, the possession of the god of death, can not only devour people's shock, but also form a strong defense.

Even Chu Linguang's Xuanming marksmanship couldn't break it.

But once it encounters a feng shui general situation that can absorb dead energy, its power will be greatly reduced, just like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out.

This was unexpected by the old king.

When he wants to come.

Fengshui masters like Guo Chen and the old man outside the pass, the Fengshui bureau that started from the same place, even if they can absorb the dead energy, they can't threaten him, because their Fengshui bureau is not very strong.

Who knows, Chu Linguang is the real Fengshui master.

Starting from the same place, a round of ghostly feng shui reached the extreme, as if it had been arranged in advance, and instantly blinded him.

In the eyes of everyone.

Originally back on the iron tower, wearing a black cloak, like another old king of the black court god of war, majestic, before screaming and roaring, he was frightened by the Nether Feng Shui Bureau controlled by Chu Linguang and fled quickly, pulling away from Chu Linguang The distance, no longer dare to stand on the iron tower.

"Can you escape?"

Chu Linguang sneered.

The formula changed again, and the Fengshui Dafa was running rapidly. At this moment, a layer of ghostly Fengshui formed a tendency to swallow the sky, as if covering the entire province, and the dead energy from all directions gathered towards the vortex above Chu Linguang's head.

Only then did Chu Linguang really bathe in the black mist, and even a phantom of death appeared behind him.

"This……"

Everyone was shocked.

Couldn't believe my eyes.

The Feng Shui Bureau has such a terrifying side, which has completely refreshed people's three views, especially people's views on Chu Linguang, which have changed again.

Instinctively realized that Chu Linguang seemed to know everything.

He is a master of martial arts, and even a monk who can control the sky and thunder, and call the wind and rain, and now he is still a Fengshui master. No wonder Guo Chen and the old man outside the Guanwai, who are also Fengshui masters, look up to Chu Linguang and take on the younger brother.

People looked at the old king with sympathy.

They saw that the black mist on the old king's body seemed to be pulled away, and the cloak faded away, and he was no longer as scary as before, as if everything he saw before was just an illusion.

"Do you think my black court secret technique can be deciphered by your feng shui trick?"

The old king was furious.

Roared: "Blade of Death, kill!