Chapter 498: Painted skin (third more!)
"Magic Way!"
Wang Xian mumbled while looking at the information on the rivers and lakes.
The cultivation of the magic way is mainly based on blood, and their cultivation methods are often very cruel.
Zombies, ghouls, and gu poisons all belong to the magic way.
In addition, because the cultivators are all exposed to these dark things, it is easy to distort one's mind.
It is easy to make him perverse, fearless, and not obey the etiquette.
Therefore, they were called the magic way, and they were besieged and annihilated by ordinary warriors.
Wang Xian didn't have much favor for Demon Dao, nor did he dislike too much.
Arriving at the airport, the two took a plane and headed for Shangjing.
Ajiaya dressed like a queen will attract the attention of countless people wherever she goes.
Even in the first-class cabin, it received the attention of several others.
Ajiaya smiled indifferently.
A princess can easily ignore the curious eyes of others.
The plane landed at the airport, and it was already around eight o'clock in the evening.
Wang Xian took Ajiaya out of the airport and drove a car towards the Sui nationality.
Ajiaya looked at the outside world curiously, and asked him questions from time to time.
Wang Xian answered with a smile, and the car drove forward.
"Boom!"
At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the front.
"It's really unlucky to let myself encounter this kind of thing, no wonder everyone is reluctant to run the night car these few nights!"
The taxi driver heard the explosion in front, with a look of panic on his face.
He quickly turned the car around.
"What's wrong? Master!"
Wang Xian frowned and asked at the taxi driver.
"I have been disturbed during the night in Beijing these days. It's very messy and messy. Damn, I won't pull it tonight. I will drop you off the car later. No money!"
The driver said with embarrassment.
Wang Xian frowned slightly: "We get off here!"
"Okay, then you hurry up!"
The driver master obviously learned something from his colleague, so he stopped the car and said to Wang Xian.
"What's the matter? Are we there yet?"
A Jiaya asked Wang Xian curiously.
"No, but it's not far from here, let's go over!"
Wang Xian shook his head and said to Ajiaya, looking to the front position.
"Contest that I will follow you!"
Ajiaya also looked forward, the roar just now, it was obvious that someone was fighting there.
"Well, let's go and see!"
Wang Xian nodded.
He didn't expect that the chaos in Kyoto would reach such a level.
The two walked toward the front, a faint **** mist appeared, and Wang Xian raised his brows.
"Jiejie, your Dongmen clan encircled and suppressed my demons fifty years ago. Fifty years have passed, and it is time for your Dongmen clan to die haha!"
"Our bones will be stripped of your skins, and then made into artworks, and your bones will be made into perfect weapons!"
"Hehe, 50 years ago, our ancestors of the East Gate were able to wipe out your skeletal sect, and today we dare to come and take revenge. It's really a death!"
"Jiejie, within ten days, your Dongmen clan will be destroyed!"
"Huh, arrogant!"
The two approached, and there was a cold voice in front of them.
The air was filled with blood mist, and the faint blood made Ajiaya frown.
Wang Xian looked at it, and about twenty young people were in the front position.
They confronted each other, both eyes were full of murderous aura.
"The Dongmen clan, one of the three great saints in Shangjing, the remains, one of the four sects of the magic way!"
It turns out that these two forces are fighting, no wonder they are so unscrupulous.
There was a sports car on both sides, obviously the remains of the disciples were ambushing the Dongmen clan.
"That is?"
Wang Xian looked at a group of skeletal disciples, slightly narrowed his eyes.
The ten skeletal disciples were very strange in appearance, some were old people, some were young, and some were women.
Several women looked very coquettish and extremely moving.
But if you look closely, you can find that the skeleton disciple is extremely weird.
They seem to wear a mask on their faces, but this mask is indeed a human skin mask.
"Painted skin?"
Wang Xian thought of a word, there is an introduction to the remains in the arena.
They used the bones of the dead or the strong to make complete remains, and then surrounded them with painted skin.
Using a special method to resurrect it is like building a spiritual weapon.
The remains of spirituality have terrifying combat effectiveness.
The disciples of these remains obviously did not have the strength to make the remains, but they could stick the painted skin on their own bodies.
After sticking to the body, they will gain a strong defense.
"Why are you so perverted, you can compete with the ninjas of the island country!"
Ajiaya on the side obviously saw their true colors, and said in disgust.
"Uh, all the things in that small land come from Huaxia, but unfortunately, the good ones have not been studied, and the bad ones are all gone!"
Wang Xian shook his head.
He now finally knows why everyone shouted and beaten the magic way.
Just painting the skin requires the use of human skin just after death. This method is very abnormal and cruel!
Twenty people were tit-for-tat, and ten people had bones in their hands.
The ten members of the Dongmen Saint Clan all held a short sword.
"Let's go!"
Wang Xian looked at it, said to Ajiaya, and walked around.
Regardless of the saint race or the magic way, as long as you don't provoke yourself, everything is fine.
"Ok!"
A Jiaya looked at them curiously, took Wang Xian's arm, and walked around.
"Huh? Wait? What a delicate skin!"
At this moment, a skeletal disciple suddenly looked at the two Wang Xian Ajiaya, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Ajiaya.
It was a woman, a very enchanting and beautiful woman, with a touch of blood on her face and scarlet lips.
"Matchmaker, first destroy these guys from the East Gate Saint Clan before doing other things!"
An old man with a wrinkled face frowned and said, although he looks like an old man, his voice is indeed the same as a young man!
"Give it to the nine of you, such a beautifully painted skin, I want to keep it away!"
The matchmaker stretched out her hand and licked her finger, and said with a smile.
"Haha, you deserve to be the magic way, you all deserve to die!"
A young man from the Dongmen Saint Clan laughed, and he swept the nine people beside him confidently.
"Kill them!"
The young man from the East Gate Saint Clan Center gave a cold cry, and rushed out with a movement.
The matchmaker ignored her, sucking her finger, and slowly walked towards Wang Xian Ajiaya.
She looked up and down at Ajiaya with admiration, her eyes filled with surprise and admiration.
"Foreign beauties, my collection does not yet have foreign beauties, so luck today."
"I have decided. When I step into the innate, I will make you my first bone!"
