Faced with such a person who directly changes the world's geography appearance with just a disagreement, those who major in geography and map drawing do not need to go through the program and cry directly.

Many members of the undead camp were trembling and weak in their legs - the undead guard beside the envoy of the Underworld Ancestor was kicked to death, and he was buried with tens of thousands of undead legions.

Thousands of affected undead were buried in the abyss ditch on the ground.

At this moment, many undead envied the immortality of the "Ashman". Although many races among their undead have strong immortality, they are not as perverted as the "Ashman". The undead that was affected by the foot just now is basically dead.

It’s obviously a dead soul, but it will die again, which is very outrageous!

In contrast, the members of the human camp were in a state of shock. When they looked at the sudden appearance of figures in the sky, they felt a sense of intimacy and even had the illusion of blood resonance. They always felt like a bullied child meeting a strong father.

The word "father" almost blurted out.

...

...

In the void.

"Uncle, let's take a little more time?" Xu Qiji was a little worried. He was afraid that the mask lord would use up all his energy after a few steps!

The Master of Masks’s ‘Step-by-step teaching’ course, energy is not infinitely supplied.

The energy of this tutorial is only the part that gushed out of the mask before.

After use, you need to recharge.

Kicking a minion requires adding a ditch to the earth. It's too wasteful, like using a cannon to hit a mosquito.

If you kick a few more minions and use up your energy, then what if the plan to pack the Oasis is so bad that it will be so small?

As if he sensed Xu Qiji's panic in his heart, the Lord of the Mask comforted him: "It's okay, don't worry. If the energy is not enough, then abandon some humans, which will not affect my teaching."

Xu Qiji's liver trembled.

This is not what he is worried about!

However, from the perspective of the Lord of Masks, he has no obligation to pack all humans away. He just taught Xu Qiji how to use this spell of "packing all humans".

In the eyes of the Lord of Mask, humans may be like cats and dogs, or even have a lower status. For the Lord of Mask, they will leave a part of them when they pack and take them away, and they will not feel anything in their hearts.

Xu Qiji had no position to force the Lord of the Mask to use kindness to save all humans.

So, he was wise and would not say anything.

The Mask Lord is willing to help, and it is a favor to the extent that he is willing to help. Even if he is unwilling to help, he has no responsibility.

"Who are you?" The messenger of the Underworld said in a deep voice. Its eight arms were clenched into fists - it felt like it must have been in conflict with the black muscle monster recently.

If you encounter this black muscle monster, there will be no good thing.

"Me? Today, you can call me the 'explorer'. Today I am in the spirit of exploring all kinds of interesting things." The voice of the Lord of the Mask came from the mouth of the black monster.

As he spoke, lines appeared on his back - it was Xu Qiji's "Ass Ancestor" symbol, resonating with the tens of millions of new ashmen below.

"It's you!" After seeing this pattern, the messenger of the Nether Ancestor immediately understood.

This guy is obviously the origin of these immortal barbecue monsters below... In other words, the guy in front of him turned the humans in the oasis into immortal monsters.

The culprit!

"Are you stopping our underworld from doing things?" The tone of the Envoy of the Underworld became sharp - in fact, if the Lord of the Mask appeared just now, the Envoy of the Underworld was a little unfathomable, and the Envoy of the Underworld was a little confused, the Envoy of the Underworld would not have been able to understand the details at this time. At this time, the Envoy of the Underworld would have been too thumped. Eight fists would have been smashed on it long ago.

It is precisely because the other party looks unfathomable that the messenger of the Underworld considers to conquer people with virtue and use words to overwhelm the other party: "Your Excellency, you'd better know that you are fighting the entire underworld and even the Nine Realms. Now, nearly 20 million humans below have become the barbecue people you belong to. If you retreat now, we can think that this has not happened."

"Are you teaching me to do things?" The Lord of the Mask did not give face to the messenger of the Underworld, and he fought back with one sentence.

"Your Excellency is going to be stubborn?" The envoy of the Underworld Ancestor said coldly. He waved his hand and the seven vampire witches set up a barrier and divided a battlefield to facilitate the envoy of the Underworld Ancestor.

The envoy of the Underworld Ancestor has regarded the other party as a great enemy of the same level as him. Once they fight with all their strength at this level, the sky and the earth will collapse, and the undead army below will suffer heavy losses, so they must be divided into the battlefield.

"Is it stubborn? Are you worthy of making me stubborn?" The Lord of the Mask laughed, and the laughter was full of lethality and sarcasm.

The two sides confront each other and the battle is about to break out!

Xu Qiji could only look up at the sky secretly - if it were him, he would definitely use the spell first and take it away.

But a big guy like the Lord of Mask is used to being arrogant and has a dark force, so how can he tolerate others' provocation?

Not to mention provocation, even if the enemy says something harsh in front of him, he has to twist the enemy's head off, materialize that harsh words and stuff them back into the enemy's mouth.

It is a matter of talent for decent people to win people with virtue. Those in the camp like the Lord of Mask are not used to winning people with virtue.

"Then I'll let you see if I'm worthy!" The messenger of the Underworld was really angry. From the day it became the messenger of the Underworld, he was the No. 2 figure in the entire underworld. Who dared to step on his face?

Even in the Nine Realms, as a ancestral envoy, he is a existence with voluntary actions.

What's more, this is the underworld!

The momentum of the messenger of the Underworld spreads, and the earth of the underworld blessing it. The death aura that belongs to the Underworld transforms into a dark sea of ​​dead under its feet, as if it can swallow everything.

In the sky, a huge, burning skeleton appeared, connecting the sky in the underworld.

The power of the underworld is held in the hand of the messenger of the Underworld.

A blood-red light was drawn from the eight arms. These black and red blood lights turned into eight different weapons.

Swords, guns, rings, knives, lamps, mirrors, axes... Each weapon has a sharp edge of hundreds of meters.

Just this look is enough to be fooled.

Xu Qiji could sense that even if the sharp edges on these eight weapons were wiped, he would be injured.

[Can it work?] Xu ​​Qiji does not believe in the strength of the Lord of Mask, but the Lord of Mask did not bring enough power bank when he went out this time. I wonder if the power is enough?

"There is a sign of emptiness, and I can only scare you little guys who are not in enough realm." The mask master smiled gently - the messenger of the Underworld seemed to have used the power of the entire underworld, fighting against it was like being an enemy of the entire underworld.

But it uses the power of the underworld to transfer through the "Ming Ancestor"... This is the borrowed power.

There is a manifestation of emptiness.

The mask master reached out and grabbed Xu Qiji's big sword was pulled out. At this time, the big sword also had a pitch-black force attached to it, turning into a ghost-headed big sword.

Opposite, the messenger of the Underworld Ancestor did not talk nonsense and waved his hand to attack frantically...

"You open your eyes wide, I'll open your eyes for you." The voice of the Lord of the Mask whispered in Xu Qiji's ear again.

Xu Qiji immediately opened the "artificial divine eye", and the aurora flowed in his eyes, and finally turned into a small vortex shape - pupil appearance +1.

When the artificial divine eyes were opened, the Lord of the Mask attached two strands of energy to Xu Qiji's eye sockets, just like wearing two contact lenses.

The next moment, Xu Qiji saw many lines, red dots, and places to hit the fork on the messenger of the Nether Ancestor.

"These are...weaknesses?" Xu Qiji asked tentatively.

"Absolutely." The Lord of the Mask waved the big ghost-headed sword: "These dots, red and forks are their flaws and fragility in my eyes. I will mark them out and show you."

"Can I learn this spell?" Xu Qiji was extremely moved.

"No, unless I lend my brain to you...but I can't lend you." The Lord of the Mask refused mercilessly.

While the two were talking, the envoy of the Nether Ancestor on the opposite side had already cut several attacks on them - the eight weapons in his hand, and the chopping waves were made.

Each path can open up mountains and break through the sea. Even the Martial Saint, if you hit an attack of this level, you have to shout for help.

But the Lord of Mask only gently urged the ghost-headed sword in his hand, and each of his swords lightly slashed at some of the "points" of these chopping waves.

With one knife, even though he didn't use much power, he could directly offset the terrifying chopping waves.

Use skill to break the power and point to break the surface!

Even the Lord of the Mask was able to chat with Xu Qiji while dealing with the slash.

"Swallow it, the gate of the underworld." Opposite, the red and fierce light in the eyes of the messenger of the Underworld Ancestor suddenly surged. The dark Dead Sea under its feet had spread to Xu Qiji's feet at some point.

The dark Dead Sea riots stirred up huge waves, covering the combination of the Lord of the Mask and Xu Qiji. Countless things like tentacles emerged from the Dead Sea, dragging Xu Qiji's body and dragging him to the bottom of the sea.

The Lord of the Mask was swept away by the power of the dark Dead Sea, and was not panicked at all. Instead, he showed a kind smile - the outsourcing doll's energy mouth opened carelessly.

The black Dead Sea power that was enough to devour everything was not able to devour the other party when it came into contact with the Lord of the Mask, not only could it not devour the other party, but its own power was pulled out.

"Although the energy quality is a bit lower, it is somewhat in line with the power of my attributes. It can be used as a temporary power bank for free." The Lord of the Mask was very satisfied.

Xu Qiji: "!!!"

The power bank is actually here!

The envoy of the Dark Ancestor is so considerate.

The envoy of the Nether Ancestor on the opposite side was also stunned for a while... This was the first time that the Dead Sea was unfavorable.

After a moment of silence, it decisively contracted the Dead Sea.

It's even a waste of it, it's all replenishing energy for the enemy.

It shrinks the Dead Sea while changing the attack mode.

In the void, the skeleton phantom began to condense into substance.

All the flames on the skeleton phantom condensed and turned into a flame gun, and the burning flames also turned into black and immortal fire.

The tip of the gun locks Xu Qiji and the Lord of the Mask.

Just as the envoy of the Underworld Ancestor was about to throw out the spear in his hand, its body suddenly froze.
To be continued...