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Chapter 371 [Battle of Nasheng]

"What's going on? My Gu Gu has clearly entered your body and should be able to control you, but how can you be safe and sound now?"

Na Sheng looked at Murakami in surprise. Her Gu entered someone else's body. She could have special sensations and command the Gu insect to control the other party, but just now, the special sensation disappeared.

"Hehe, I said, I am the Fire Ninja. The carat energy in your body has long been wrapped around your Gu insect. Although it cannot be eliminated for the time being, it can also isolate your connection with it."

Murakami raised his eyebrows and a light red light appeared on his body. The light looked like a flame, but it did not have any temperature, floating quietly around his body.

"What is this? Have you cultivated the Gangqi? It is impossible, the Gangqi will not be so weak, and with your ability, it is impossible to cultivate the Gangqi."

Na Sheng's face suddenly changed when he saw the thing on Murakami's body, but after a moment he found that it was not Gangqi.

"This is the energy of carat. Although I am just a Zhongnin, I will advance to the Shangnin. By then, the energy of Crow will increase greatly and I can use a more powerful fire ninjutsu. Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you. If you can surrender to me now and obey me from now on, I can spare you once, how about it?

Murakami's face showed a vulgar look again.

"Don't think about it!"

Na Sheng reached out and pulled back, and the ebony sword appeared in his hand. However, the ebony sword was very different from before. There was a silver rune mark on the sword body, and it shone with a faint light, giving a very sharp feeling.

"Okay, to use your words, don't blame me for not being merciful."

Murakami quickly formed his hands and ran towards the Sheng at the same time. When he was about to approach, his knees bent slightly, and suddenly bounced, and his body jumped about a foot high. He had reached the top of Sheng's head. The magic trick in his hand suddenly stopped and placed it on his mouth. A round light array suddenly appeared outside the palm print. All of this light array was transformed from flames, extremely dazzling.

"Flame bomb!"

There was a low shout from the mouth of the Murakami, and the middle part of the light array suddenly began to emit dazzling light. A red flame suddenly shot out and instantly turned into a fire bomb and fell down.

Na Sheng watched the fire bomb fall, snorted coldly, holding the ebony sword in his left hand and slashed out with a palm in his right hand.

A blue giant hand suddenly appeared and dragged the flame bomb. The flame bomb disappeared silently in the giant hand, and the giant hand still grabbed it up with its power.

"Fire Blade, Disperse!"

When Murakami saw his flames blowing away, he felt a hint of panic on his face. He quickly pinched the seal in his hand again, and a red aperture appeared again. However, this time it appeared under the palm of Murakami. He pressed his palm down hard, and the red light array suddenly turned into red sword lights, slashing down. The giant palm condensed from water was immediately shattered by these fire swords. Most of the fire swords were scattered, but many still fell head-on.

Na Sheng's face remained unchanged. The ebony sword in his hand was raised, his eyes were extremely sharp. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the ebony sword. A fiery red sword light flew over. Her wrist trembled gently. A blue sword light burst out from the ebony sword. The sword light was extremely sharp and it was not comparable to the fire-colored sword light. There was no suspense when the sword light collided with the sword light. Sparks splashed everywhere, and the sword light directly smashed the sword light behind and disappeared.

"Flame Palm!"

Murakami could no longer hide the shock on his face. He quickly formed seals with his hands. A red flame appeared on his palm. A palm was extremely fierce and slashed towards Sheng's head. Sheng sneered, not afraid at all, and slapped it with his backhand.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came, and the two of them hit each other with their palms together, and immediately made a loud bang. The wave of energy visible to the naked eye burst out from the palm of their palms, and the surrounding soil shot out one after another. The village took the palm. Although it was a great advantage in the sky, it was directly knocked away by the Sheng.

The village flew several feet away and landed on the land without moving, and fainted like this.

Na Sheng's palm contains the power of water element. It is estimated that most of the meridians in the lower village will be sealed. If they are not unsealed in time, they may be dead.

Due to the great movement, and many ninjas had already observed this battle in the dark. Seeing Murakami being easily defeated by Na Sheng, many of the other ninjas were dumbfounded. Although Murakami was just a Zhongnin, he was about to advance to the Shangnin. More importantly, there were only three Shangnin in this school, one of which was Ida. However, Ida was very tragic. He actually met Li Mubai, and Li Mubai cut off his arms in the fog. His ninjutsu was almost ruined. The other two Shangnin, one was Abe's personal bodyguard, and the other supervised the construction of the Four Symbol Altar here.

There are many inferior ninjas next to you, and there is already a minority of the superior ninjas, and of course there is also an inferior ninja.

Seeing the whereabouts of the village, the Shangren could no longer take action. After Sheng put away his palm, he suddenly felt fine yellow sand suddenly appear around him, and the sand was shining with a metallic luster in the darkness.

"Sleepy!"

A gloomy voice came, and the sand rushed towards the Sheng frantically.

"Gogle Ice Mirror!"

Na Sheng sneered, his feet slightly to the ground, and he floated gently. He had an ancient Bagua Treasure Mirror in his hand. This treasure mirror was taken by Wu Yu from the old Taoist Yuanyang before and gave it to Li Mubai. Because Li Mubai already had a lot of magic weapons, and this Bagua Treasure Mirror is a treasure mirror with ice attribute. For Na Sheng, who has the body of water, she took it and gave it to her, so she gave it to her with more means. Anyway, the breath of Yuanyang's Taoist Yuanyang was also washed away by the five-colored divine light. As long as he dripped blood and re-recognized his master, he could do it.

In fact, the easiest and most effective way to recognize the master is. Your blood can respond well with you and you can use your magic weapon to easily display it. However, your magic weapon still needs to be nourished by your magic weapon and enhance the power of your magic weapon.

Blue light surged on the Bagua Treasure Mirror. As Sheng's arm swayed, the light in the Treasure Mirror suddenly spewed out, turning into a beam of light sprayed onto the fine golden sand below. The originally surging golden sand suddenly became extremely sluggish, and even a trace of blue light was shining on each sand.

What even more frightened the ninja in the dark was that this woman could actually float in the air, and she didn't know what spell she was casting, and a white auspicious cloud appeared under her feet.

How can people stand on the clouds? And there is a young girl standing there. What is going on?

"Hidden sneakily there, don't you dare to see anyone!"

Na Sheng looked at another place where black light flashed with cold eyes, and suddenly raised his arm, and his fingers drew something in the air with strokes. Her speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. In a few breaths, a blue talisman appeared in the air. The talisman did not use the yellow talisman as a carrier, but directly used magic power to condense it and the void as a talisman. The advantage of this is that no matter how powerful the talisman is, it can be drawn, and unlike yellow paper, it is subject to restraint. If the energy of the drawn talisman is too strong, then the yellow talisman will explode and burst. There will be no disadvantage in drawing talismans in the void. However, the talisman that draws in the void is to condense the Nascent Soul to do it.

The Nascent Soul is a result of being incubated and nurtured to a certain extent by being able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and grow vigorously. As long as you practice it as a Nascent Soul, you will face a heavenly tribulation. As long as you pass it over, you can increase your life span. However, the road to cultivation of immortals is long and you are going against the sky. Generally, the disasters that are brought down are extraordinary. One or two of a hundred people can survive, which is a great opportunity.

The methods used by Sheng, his skillful technique of flying clouds and fog and drawing talismans in the void, are a true Nascent Soul cultivator. A cultivator who achieves the Nascent Soul realm is very rare in the magic world of China. The sect leader of some second-rate sects are not necessarily a Nascent Soul cultivator, which shows how precious this Nascent Soul cultivator is.

The talisman was drawn as he raised his hand. The Sheng reached out and pointed out from the distance. The talisman flew out in an instant, rising in the wind, and instantly turned into more than ten feet long and three or four feet wide. The ninjas in the distance were originally not far apart. The talisman fell very quickly, and pressed down like lightning, and pressed down hard below.

"Boom..."

A series of gorgeous glows surged from below, resisting the ice talisman, but it was not comparable to these Zhongren and Xiaren? After just holding on for a while, these Zhongren and Xiaren were frozen by the ice talisman. The blue light was already flashing below, and the ice was filled with cold air. The only difference was that there was a golden oval sphere like a silkworm cocoon below. Although the surface was covered with a layer of ice, after a while, all of the ice scattered. The elliptical sphere suddenly dissipated and turned into floating yellow sand. The yellow sand began to combine, turning into a big hand and grabbing it hard into the air.

Na Sheng raised the Bagua mirror and shone the giant hand again. The surface of the giant hand was covered with crystal cold light. However, this time, the surface of these sandy giant hand suddenly exploded, and some ice and sand all fell down. Although the golden giant hand broke out, its size was much smaller than before. Seeing this, Na Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

This Shangren has been attacking her with sand, and this sand is very different from ordinary sand. It is obviously tempered. However, with so many sand, the other party must have something to fill it. As long as he destroys this thing, it will be even more difficult for the other party to control the sand. However, Sheng didn't know that a big gray-brown butterfly flew over and appeared to the right of the Sheng. The butterfly's wings flashed, and some strange fragrance began to spread in the air.

In addition to this butterfly, there was also a grimace about a foot big that appeared in the air. The grimace was not white, but crimson, revealing two sharp fangs, which were extremely ferocious and fierce. This look was somewhat similar to the red-faced Guan Gong in Peking Opera. Of course, in addition to the extra fangs, there was also a short small horn on his forehead.

The other one is wearing a white mask on his head. There is a black and white eye on the forehead. He is wearing a black suit, dancing in the wind, and a long knife is hanging around his waist. What is strange is that this person has no feet.
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