The magic wave that started from Naruto

Is the vial mark between the Blue Saint Devil's eyebrows so powerful? So far, the little fat ball, the big dark horse and the three-eyed boy have all found it unbelievable. Even if it is not the first time they see this thing, they will still be shocked every time they see it. After the vial phantom had done all this, it once again got into Lan Jinxin's eyebrows and turned into a blue vial mark, which looked evil and alluring. It makes the face of Lan Jinxin, an ordinary person, look not so ordinary. Lan Jinxin opened his eyes in confusion. "Hey, where did that heavenly punishment energy ball go?" Nanjing muttered to himself, "I didn't seem to feel the unbearable pain of that energy ball hitting my body just now. It's really strange." After a rough observation, Looking at the surrounding star field, I found that there was no one around. There is no longer the oppressive aura of the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Cloud. Does this mean that he is standing at the end and has won the final victory? "Hahahaha" Lan Jinxin laughed wildly, "Those fortunes are all mine~" In the world behind the throne of wealth. The three-eyed boy, the big dark horse, and the little chubby ball all had dark expressions. Three Nine Nether Masters actually lost to an eighth-grade Xuansheng. It was embarrassing to spread the news. The three-eyed boy: "Well, it doesn't matter if you lose a bet. Losing once in a while is a rare experience for us, the Lord of the Nine Netherworld. This is also the charm of the gamble~" At this time, the three-eyed boy's family The eyeball butler appeared out of nowhere, "So every time you bet against Ba Song, you always lose to Ba Song." What's the use of the butler who always pricks the master's heart? Just put it on the iron drill later. The three-eyed boy said bitterly in his heart, and his mood became depressed, and a heavy rain began to fall in the world. "Master, even a heavy rainstorm can't wash away the fact that you always lose to Tyrant Song." The eyeball butler has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. The three-eyed boy couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his right hand and a steel drill appeared out of thin air, pricking the butler's eyeball to the core. Then a grill appeared out of thin air on the spot, with blazing flames burning underneath. The steel drill happened to be supported on the barbecue grill, and it started to rotate. Why don't you turn around to grill it? I'm going to grill this guy's eyeballs now. The butler flipped it over on the barbecue grill for two weeks. All the muscles in the entire eyeball's body relaxed and the eyes closed. , dead~ Seeing that familiar scene, Song Shuhang only felt his liver hurt. It reminded him of how his lamia pretended to be dead. There is no trace of acting at all, and death is the same. Thinking of this, Song Shuhang looked at the three-eyed young man with some sympathy. With such an eyeball as a housekeeper, the three-eyed young man's heart must be as tired as his own. Feeling Song Shuhang's gaze, the three-eyed boy turned around and his mood became even worse. For the first time, he disliked people who were outspoken and quick-tempered. All his thoughts were reflected on his face, making people unable to even comfort themselves or deceive them. No~ I can only change the topic and pretend not to notice. The three-eyed boy waved his hand, and a mysterious wave came out~ Then, a teleportation array appeared under Lan Jinxin's feet on the screen. After a flash of light. Lan Jinxin disappeared from the screen, and in this world, Lan Jinxin's figure appeared. As soon as he appeared, Lan Jinxin quickly rubbed the lottery prizes placed on a certain platform into his arms~ These rare treasures are now his~ It's not in vain to fight so hard~ Then Lan Jinxin took them Put it all into the space between the eyebrows. "Shuhang, I haven't thought about what you want to do yet, so I'll just remember it for now~" Lan Jinxin said. Song Shuhang nodded and didn't say anything. After all, he was willing to admit defeat. Lan Jinxin looked at the drama star Dark Horse again: "Senior Ma, I hope you can give me some spiritual objects that can resist the inner demon~" The drama star Dark Horse made a white gesture. Wings, golden rooster's independent movements, and then spit out a small bottle with a "he~tui" sound. He waved his front hoof and threw it in front of Lan Jinxin. Lan Jinxin opened the bottle and saw that it was a kind of meditation pill, with as many as eight pills. "It's a great elixir, let's call it Sheep Shit Dan~" The big dark horse with the golden rooster's independent movement froze there. What kind of naming genius is this, to come up with such a substandard name? "Change another one" The big dark horse is a little bit Angry. "If you don't change, I will call it that myself, and you can call it what you want." After Lan Jinxin finished speaking, he looked at the three-eyed boy again. "Tell me, what do you want me to do?" The three-eyed boy became amiable. An amiable guy, how could the Lord of Nine Nethers be that simple? Lan Jinxin didn’t believe it. He bowed respectfully and then said, "Senior Three-Eyed Young Man, I don't want your design drawings anymore. Can I use these drawings and this matter to exchange for a finished war fortress?" Lan Jinxin said, Put the drawing into the arms of the three-eyed boy. "These are not worth a finished war fortress, and I only have one of them, the planet with eyes~" The three-eyed boy disagreed, and it was impossible to agree. "You don't want the kind of top-level ones who can fight against the Lord of the Nine Netherworld, just those who are at the peak of the Ninth-Rank Tribulation Immortal, or just shy of the Immortal level~" Lan Jinxin said. "That's it~" The three-eyed boy's three eyes moved together, "I have made a few toys like this before, so I might as well exchange one with you~" The three-eyed boy took back the drawing and put a palm-sized The war fortress handed it to Lan Jinxin, "Press this red button and it will turn into a moon-sized war fortress." Lan Jinxin quickly took it and placed it carefully in the space between his eyebrows. As the master of Jiuyou, the three-eyed young man is naturally not a stingy person. This war fortress is not of the ninth grade, but of the Immortal level, although it is the weakest Immortal level. With this war fortress, I have an extra trump card. Especially when facing a situation where the enemy has a large number of people, this thing will definitely bring psychological shadow to the opponent. Lan Jinxin finally looked at Little Fatty Ball. The little fat ball frowned, ready to bleed, "Tell me, what do you want me to do, or what do you want from me?" Lan Jinxin grinned, with a devilish smile on his face. . Somehow, when Little Fatty Ball saw this smile, he felt an ominous premonition in his heart. Could this guy be asking him to do something weird again? "You?" Lan Jinxin's voice was deliberately drawn out, and the little fat ball felt nervous. "Fart?" "What?" The little fat ball's whole ball became less round. "What did you say fart?" Lan Jinxin nodded with a serious smile on his face. The three-eyed boy and the dark horse all looked at the little fat ball with strange eyes. Letting a Nine Nether Lord fart in public is exciting to think about. They stared at the little fat ball intently, wanting to see what choice the ball master would make.