Infinite Script Killing

Chang Wuzhen looked at the face of the old magician in front of him. His face was red from holding back, but he couldn't move.

It was completely unexpected that this old guy would suddenly appear from Niu Niu's body.

The old magician looked sideways at Niu Niu, and when he discovered that Niu Niu had been seriously injured, his slender eyebrows immediately knitted together.

Then he glanced sideways at Gu Xibai and the others. Just one look made all the hairs on Gu Xibai's body stand up, as if he was on the verge of doom. Within a moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Each of them has lifted Jiuding and been tempered by Jiuding. In addition, Xu Tong gave them the inheritance of Nishen. Each of them is covered with prop cards that have been strengthened to +12.

Throw them out alone, and they can all be on their own.

Looking at all players, they are qualified to challenge the top.

But now, in front of the old magic stick, the gap is so huge that it is suffocating them.

"Very good! Very good!"

The old magic stick's voice was like a cold pool. Although it was a compliment, it made Gu Xibai and the others feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. Anyone could hear that the anger in this old guy's heart was on the verge of exploding.

The old magic stick was more than just angry, he was simply furious.

He has never suffered such a big loss in his life. The little beast who could kill him with a single hair of his own now has grown to a level that even him is afraid of.

There are so many amazing masters around him helping him.

Even these people joined forces and severely injured Niu Niu. This was really unexpected and exceeded the future he had seen.

This time, the old magic stick once again realized the helplessness of being the god of time. Even though he had already observed the future, in the face of the ever-changing future, he still could not guarantee whether the future of the next second would still be the future he had seen. .

"Hey!"

At this time, Xu Tong's voice came from above his head. After Gao Zhuo asked for help in the team channel, Xu Tong realized that something was wrong.

He didn't expect that the old magic stick would leave a way out for him.

You must know that this old thief is arrogant and arrogant. With his temper, he should not be so cautious when dealing with thieves like them.

Xu Tong felt that his plan was perfect and he was taking advantage of the old magician's blind spot. This guy would definitely not notice it, but now he didn't know what the problem was.

There is certainly nothing wrong with Xu Tong's plan, but there are some things that are so mysterious that the truth cannot be explained clearly.

Although the old magic stick did not notice anything wrong.

But he has survived for so many years, has he lived in vain? Even the slightest fluctuation in his heart may arouse the old thief's vigilance.

Even he didn't realize anything was wrong.

At this moment, Xu Tong quickly returned to the Sun Battleship through the transmission beacon. He saw the figure of the old magic stick at a glance. Chang Wuzhen was held in his hand, as if he was holding a big goose, motionless.

Seeing that the old guy had no wounds caused by Jiuding, Xu Tong secretly cursed the old thief for being really difficult to deal with.

He took a deep breath, but with a bright smile on his face, he jumped off the Sun Battleship; "Uncle, why did you come here? Go back quickly. Several great witches are holding a big cauldron to give you something." You are making a toast."

These words were said kindly, and coupled with Xu Tong's bright and sunny smile at this moment, those who didn't know it thought he was an uncle and nephew, and the family was as close as honey.

But the old magic stick was so angry that he was about to bite his gums into pieces.

How could he not hear it? Xu Tong's words had a double meaning, reminding himself to get out of here quickly, otherwise the nine witch ancestors would arrive later and he would not be able to walk around without food.

"Okay, okay, you are really my good nephew, worthy of being the prisoner's son. Bring me the Qiankun Time Stick, and I will spare you this time."

The old magic stick opened his palm and asked Xu Tong for the stick of time and space.

That was his most precious treasure, his authority to control the power of time. He had to get it back no matter what, and it must not fall into the hands of this little beast.

"What?? Uncle, why do you want to take back the red envelope you gave me?"

Xu Tong continued to make a fuss and shook his head like a rattle: "This thing is very beautiful. I was worried that I would lose it, so I asked the nine witch masters to help me suppress it. I didn't bring it with me. How about... next time?" "

Xu Tong's face was full of embarrassment, and he looked really decent.

But anyone who is familiar with Xu Tong knows that he has never spit out the meat he bit off.

I spent so much effort, risked being beaten to death with a stick, and took back the treasure that I snatched from the hands of the old magic stick? ? It would be better for him to lie down and let the old magic stick cut him into pieces.

"snort!"

Of course, the old magic stick knew Xu Tong's little thoughts, and snorted coldly: "Then you are not afraid that I will crush him to death now!"

Xu Tong took out a small horse from the props book, sat down, took out the melon seeds, put them to his mouth and started eating.

"up to you."

Does Xu Tong not care about Chang Wuju? Of course I care.

But the more he cared, the less likely he was to be threatened by the old stick. He shook Chang Wuzhen's neck and asked himself to hand over the treasure. If he patted Chang Wuzhen's butt, would he risk his life? Go up.

Seeing that Xu Tong refused to do this, the old magician was also furious and wanted to scold his mother.

But at this moment, the old magic stick noticed the nine shaman masters coming towards us from a distance, and his face turned bitter for a moment.

In fact, he was not in good condition. In addition, he lost the Qiankun Time Stick, and now faced with nine witch masters holding Jiuding, the old magic stick felt unsure.

The most important thing is that he can't figure out whether Xu Tong's attitude is delaying the attack or deliberately pretending to be indifferent.

"Okay, little beast, you win this time, but if you want this kid to survive, come to the battlefield of the gods!"

After saying that, the old magic stick no longer hesitated, grabbed Niu Niu who was already seriously injured on the ground, tore open the barrier and left quickly.

Only when the old magic stick left did Xu Tong show his sad face.

"Boss, are you going to let Lao Chang be taken away like this?"

Gao Zhuo cursed the old magic stick for being cunning, and at the same time looked at Xu Tong in confusion.

"Don't worry, as long as I hold his big treasure in my hand, Chang Chang won't be in danger. Besides, I just passed the team warehouse and gave him [Touch of Time], [Sands of Time] and [Traveler's Seal] For him, the rest depends on Chang’s own luck.”

Chang Wuju falling into the hands of the old magic stick is something that no one wants to see, but there is nothing that can be done about it.

If he hadn't been holding the [Qiankun Time Stick] in his hand, Chang Wuzhen would have had his neck broken in the next second.

As for saving people, it is tantamount to risking death.

Don't think that they almost killed the old magician this time, but that was not their fault, but the huge witch sect.

In order to deal with this world-destroying enemy, the Witch Cult almost emptied their wealth.

Just for activating Jiuding, the witch sect's vitality has been severely damaged. In other words, they are using the entire world's resources to fight against the old magic stick.

But Xu Tong just took advantage of the old magic stick's blind spot and relied on a sneak attack to catch the old magic stick off guard.

Otherwise, if they all go together, they may not be able to shake a single hair of the old magic stick. They don't even need him to sacrifice a divine weapon like the Qiankun Time Stick. They will probably be beaten to the ground by the old magic stick.

This is also the reason why Xu Tong cannot and does not dare to rashly take out the Qiankun Time Stick in exchange for Chang Wuju.

I gave all three time prop cards to Chang Wugu, hoping that he could make good use of these three time prop cards and create opportunities to escape.

At this time, the nine witch masters had already arrived. After learning that the old magic stick had left, the faces of these nine witch masters showed the joy of surviving the disaster.

The eyes looking at Xu Tong and others also became eager.

This old guy is too terrifying, even the power of the Nine Cauldrons cannot suppress him.

If Xu Tong hadn't kept giving him New Year greetings with mountain buckles, this guy would have been able to break free from Jiuding's suppression on his own even if he didn't have any backup plans.

Not to mention, without Xu Tong's act of snatching food from the tiger's mouth, they would not have been able to escape death with just the Qiankun Years Stick.

Therefore, Xu Tong and others are a great kindness to the witchcraft religion and even the world.

"Everyone, this is not the place to talk. Go back first. Let's rest for a few days. We will talk about the rest later."

Tianzu opened his mouth and motioned for everyone to go back and rest for the time being. Although they had many things to say and wanted to thank Xu Tong, controlling Jiuding was also a huge test for them.

After all, this thing is a sacred weapon that governs the country. They can only destroy it with the blood of King Xia, and now they can hardly hold it anymore.

Xu Tong nodded, then took Gao Zhuo and others back to the Sun Battleship, and returned to Anyi with a group of great witches for repairs.

On the Sun Battleship, Xu Tong took out the [Qiankun Time Stick].

This thing was wrapped tightly with three layers inside and three outside of the Shulong Talisman. At first glance, this gadget looked like a needle.

But Xu Tong had seen the power of this thing before.

He tried throwing the thing into the prop.

As a result, the prop book could not recognize the item and refused to accept it.

"This is not a prop card. It is a divine object made by the old guy with the power of time. The prop card is a product created by the gods. The two are completely different. This object can be called an innate treasure, so naturally it cannot be contained."

Amei stepped forward and explained to Xu Tong.

To put it bluntly, this thing is so advanced that even the prop book cannot recognize it, so one can imagine its importance.

"And this thing should have already recognized its owner. I'm afraid it might be difficult for you to use it."

Hearing Amei's words, Xu Tong immediately lost his face.

I understand the power of time. If I have the blessing of this treasure, my strength will definitely increase greatly. But if I can't use this thing, won't it just fall on my hand?

"Is there no other way?"

Xu Tong looked at Amei unwillingly. As one of the managers of the script library, Amei knew too many secrets and heard many things that ordinary people couldn't access. There was nothing she could do about this situation.

"A stupid way is to throw this thing in your Ruyi Furnace to refine it, and wear off the old guy's mark bit by bit."

Xu Tong heard that this method was feasible, and asked casually: "How long will it take?"

"It can range from decades to hundreds of years."

have to! Upon hearing this, Xu Tong rolled his eyes. Good guy, if he had hundreds of years of hard work, he could press the old magic stick on the ground and rub it without this big treasure.

Seeing that this method was unreliable, Xu Tong could only ask without giving up: "Is there any other faster way?"

Amei was also in a dilemma now. She thought for a moment: "It is said that there is divine water in the East Ji Land that can wash away all marks. However, this is just a rumor. The East Ji Land is also a place that no one has ever seen. It is said that there is It seems to be the private residence of Emperor Dongyue, but I have only heard rumors and no one has ever seen it."

"Emperor Dongyue??"

When Xu Tong heard this, he immediately became energetic. Isn't he the prince of Fu? However, I have been to Youshan myself, and I have even entered Fu Jun’s palace, but I have never seen any divine water.

When he was confused, Gu Xibai suddenly interrupted and said: "Isn't that the back mountain of Youshan? I haven't seen the sacred water, but there is a mouth of Yin Yang Spring, and we brought a lot of it!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tong's eyes gleamed. Yes, the back mountain of Youshan is not accessible to anyone who wants to.

If it wasn't Fu Jun's private residence, why would he let that big black dog guard the door?

Since there is a Yin-Yang Spring there, could it be the rumored divine spring? ? ? Hey, isn't this a coincidence? ?