Dressed as a curse spirit, I was chased by gods

The man who claimed to be an Egyptian god wore something shaped like the head of an Egyptian pharaoh on his head. Anatair looked up and down the group of three people not far away, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart, it's true, even the little ghosts are now You can participate in the Shaman King contest.

It's completely different from their powerful god-level psychics. Anataier thought confidently after glancing at the two companions behind him.

He still holds such a secret treasure in his hand, so he just took advantage of this time to take away this secret treasure and deal with these brats, so as to deter other people who dare to oppose them.

Two teenagers and a girl with a spirit body, although they don't know why each other exudes a vaguely unpleasant aura, but at first glance, they are not girls with famous spirit bodies in history, and they have never heard their names.

Combining these two people with a spirit body, the current kid is really, filthy.

But it was also understandable, after all, that girl looked very beautiful, even he was thinking that if she was alive, she might be his third concubine.

It's not too late now...

"Then, if you kneel down and repent to God, maybe I will choose to let you go."

"The premise is that you want that woman to be my spirit holder."

When his hand fell on the girl, the spirit body in the form of a girl not far away raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"

Anatai stared at the girl in front of him, "What, can't you? Didn't you already serve men?"

The three people on the opposite side were silent for a while. For some reason, the two men showed a sudden realization expression, and then the black-haired boy covered his face with his hand, "Enlightenment... I Didn't you hear me wrong just now?"

The silver-haired boy also showed some disbelief, "Do you actually think so? Is that the meaning of that sentence?"

"Are you looking for death?"

The man emphasized to the girl whose face became more and more ugly not far away, "Don't worry, I personally don't mind your previous behavior. In the great Egypt, such things are actually nothing." Yes, after all, they used to Even biological brothers and sisters can get married, but the personal relationship is a little messy. For the sake of this spirit body, he feels that he is really too considerate.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the surrounding body became a little colder, and the black-haired girl not far away showed him a cold smile, "It's really troublesome, so why are you talking nonsense, hurry up and start the battle Enough."

"After all, I can't wait any longer. I want to tear your mouth apart with my own hands."

What was she talking about? A mere psychic who he didn't know dared to say such big words, "He actually said such words to God's spokesperson...my words..."

In the next second, he only felt a sharp pain in his neck, as if his tongue had been grabbed by something, the severe pain made his voice a little muffled.

Because of suffocation, they couldn't even make a sound, and the subordinates behind Anatair shouted in horror when they saw this scene, "What are you doing? The battle hasn't started yet."

"Ah, because I don't want to listen to your nonsense for a second."

"But as a psychic..."

"That's none of my business. If you dare to say such big words, you must be prepared to die." This amazingly beautiful holding spirit showed a malicious smile, "Or, it's just a casual big talk waste."

"You goddamn woman!"

He used all his strength to summon his holding spirit in an instant, and Anatair from Egypt sacrificed his superspirit Pharaoh's Wings in an instant.

"In order to carry forward God's will, and to let more people know the pharaoh's reputation, let you people see it now..."

Before he finished speaking, the next second, he saw the girl standing on the ground looking up at him with a chilling smile.

"What kind of god, these days, only trash will pretend to be in the name of God."

"What did you say!?"

Boundless anger swept him. A little-known and humble spirit body actually uttered such big words to him. He must have been caught just now because of his own carelessness. Now he has summoned a super spirit body , there will be no more problems at all, this spirit body who dared to be so presumptuous to him will soon be crushed by his own hands.

"Do you think..." The girl's long black hair is moving with the wind at this moment, it is obviously a spirit body, but the two psychics are just watching from the sidelines, not using any skills at all, at this time Anatai I feel that something is slightly wrong, there is no super spirit body, but the soul can do this to this extent! ?

The girl let out a chilling laugh, "Why am I, I want you to summon a super spirit body."

"do not you know?"

Anatair's eyes widened, and the next second, he saw the girl raise her hand, "Of course it's to make you lose in the most tragic way."

In the next second, the wings on both sides of his body were disconnected in an instant, and the god holding the spirit could no longer maintain its previous form because of the opponent's power. , was trampled on by something, raised his head and saw the woman looking at him blankly, "You... aren't you a spirit body?"

"You finally found out."

"I thought it would take a long time. Speaking of which, what kind of face do you have to call yourself a descendant of God, the blood of the Egyptian Pharaoh?"

"Ok?"

"Don't you study history? You guys, the Egyptian blood has been cut off long ago. Now you are no longer ancient Egyptians, and you are still brazenly saying that you have inherited the Egyptian blood. It is simply shocking." laugh."

Anatair looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief, "Even your beliefs have changed a long time ago." That's why he said the nonsense of marrying three wives.

"Even if you want to enshrine God, you have found the wrong person."

The girl sneered, "I no longer worship the god Amon, and I no longer use the ancient Egyptian language [Note], but you, who call yourself a pharaoh, are just pulling the banner of God, a god-level psychic, it is really impressive. Laughing."

This is nothing more than murder and heart attack. After Anatair was easily defeated by the opponent, and now he was being taunted so mercilessly by the opponent, he felt that he was about to vomit blood.

And her friend hasn't shot yet, why! ?

The silver-haired boy said arrogantly and arrogantly, "Of course it is, because if we make a move, you psychics will be killed in about a second, and there is no way for her to make a move."

"What the hell are you talking about."

Anatair's companion also made a move in an instant, and a disdainful smile appeared on the face of the silver-white-haired boy. In the next second, the opponent's entire body twisted, and he knelt directly on the ground.

And the other black-haired boy sighed helplessly, just like throwing away trash, throwing away another companion of Anatair who came to attack, "It's really..."

The black-haired boy clapped his hands, "It turns out that your face is like this, so there is no difference between god-level psychics and ordinary people."

Anatair's companions, who were defeated at the same time, let out yells of anger and fear.

All the psychics around fell silent, and all of them had complicated expressions on their faces. Are they so strong?Just now, many people didn't even see their shots clearly. The only thing that is certain is that their strength is completely different from their own. "Who the hell are you guys!?"

"Wait, those guys don't even have a super spirit body to fight, this power?"

"And that girl just directly defeated Anatair! Is this something the soul can do by itself?"

"You in the end..."

Anatair struggled to stand up, "You are cheating, you are not psychics at all, you! You..."

When he was about to force the opponent back with such a statement, he heard a familiar voice in the next second.

"Don't point your finger at my lovely disciple, it's too small."

In the next second, accompanied by flames all over the sky, exclamations erupted again from around.

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Tian Yuxing turned her head to the side and saw a long-haired boy with beige skin not far away, who was still wearing a cape and wide-leg pants, and the boy even greeted her kindly, "Oh, you Come."

Accompanied by his greeting, the psychics around once again erupted into a lot of commotion, "It's Ma Canghao, how could it be!?"

"Master..."

Ma Canghao glanced at the psychic not far away, "Ah, I'm sorry, I accidentally got rid of him. After all, this guy has troubled me before, and I was a little angry when I saw what he said. , you won't blame me."

Xiaoxing glanced at the man who was burnt to charcoal by the master, "No." She only remembered now that this unlucky guy in the original book was also killed by s-Lwas.

Seeing that the two of them were so familiar, a lot of commotion broke out around them again.

"Okay! Ma Cang is good!"

"It turned out to be him, how could he come here!?"

The psychics all took a few steps back, whispering as if seeing a scourge, "Why did this man appear here!?"

When many people saw Xiao Xing, their expressions became extremely vigilant and disgusted, "Is it a good disciple of Ma Cang, is that good disciple of Ma Cang?"

"What, it's really disgusting, no wonder you didn't show mercy when you shot just now."

"It's really strong, this kind of power is not on the same level at all."

"And it's neither a psychic nor a spirit body. Who the hell is this guy?"

Ma Cang looked at Xiao Xing unmoved, and said with a smile, "So, what about Ye's thing?"

[Of course it's in my hands, urge urge urge, urge a few. 】

[They ran around, who knows where they went, speaking of which, the master is really the same as in the original book, watching Ma Cangye everywhere like an idiot. 】

[It is said that in the original book, he said that he would absorb Ma Cangye when he became stronger, but in fact, every time he reads Ma Cangye, he will be in a good mood.My master may be an invisible younger brother, it’s over, my master is both a mother and a younger brother, and I feel that there is no cure]

[This Two-dimensional taste is too strong]

Ma Canghao: ... If the current situation is not inappropriate, I will really show everyone a disciple who tears me up.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down, "If you can, you should hurry up, after all, that child has really given me some headaches recently."

[That's none of my business, but I don't know whether my master is pitiful or Ma Cangye is pitiful. Obviously Ma Cangye is just a bastard, but my master forced him to become a struggler. I feel like being unscrupulous The poor social animals oppressed by the boss are as miserable as the ones without wages]

【I don’t know which of you two has a headache】

[The motivated brother and the useless brother, tsk tsk tsk]

Ma Canghao: ...I couldn't take it anymore, he was persuaded by his disciples to give up killing ordinary people, but now he continued to get irritable.

The cowards around were also looking at him with fear at the moment, while Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie were thinking.

[This uncle pretending to be tender again, is really troublesome, why does he keep looking for Xing, at this time he actually urges her to open the second part of Seven Nights]

【It’s this uncle who suffers from a secondary illness again. I don’t know how to tell him. When I see him, I think of what I used to think. He’s still a secondary illness】

Ma Canghao: ...

"My lord, what happened?" Noticing the twitching corners of Ma Cang's mouth, the subordinate beside him asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing." Go back and ask your disciples to settle the score, "It's great, you have come here and are about to participate in the competition."

He heard that although the people around him didn't say anything, they were becoming more and more afraid of his disciples and himself, "This time, we have to work harder."

Tian Yuxing: [Why did he ask me to cheer up?If I succeed in becoming the Shaman King, wouldn't it be embarrassing for Master]

Wujo Wu: [Although I don’t know what Shaman King is, the winner must be me]

Xia Youjie: [If Xing wins against his master, will this second grader be angry from embarrassment?]

No, thank you!

"Okay, okay." He was really afraid to continue the chat, he was going to beat up his disciple in public, "So it looks like the three of you are going to participate in the competition, do you want to name it?"

"not yet."

[I didn't think about it, anyway, it will be better than the star group, the name teacher is too perfunctory. 】

Ma Canghao, whose name is Star Group: ...

The smile gradually stiffened.

"Forget it, I'm really looking forward to your scene in the game. You probably won't see me in the first game."

Tian Yuxing: [I will see you when you see it, anyway, whoever will lose at that time, I have two gods in my hands, master, you nigga, it is impossible to defeat me]

Gojo Satoru: [Win must be me]

Xia Youjie: 【This chuunibha that wants to destroy all mankind, he wants to lose early so much? 】

Ma Canghao: ...

The skill of spirit vision is really, not easy to use at all.

Xiao Xing frowned, just at this time the three of them's God's Domain pagers rang, and the psychics around them became restless again while they were checking.

"Is she also a contestant?"

"Nonsense, how is it possible, she is not even human!"

"Is this a shady scene? Damn it, can a good disciple of Ma Cang do whatever he wants?"

Witnessing the opponent's terrifying strength just now, and seeing the sound of the God's Domain caller, no one wants to fight against such a guy. They couldn't help shouting to the priest who came here specially, "This guy who is called a good disciple, You can't be called a psychic at all, and you don't have a superspiritual body, so why can you become a contestant!?"

Other viewers complained, "You must disqualify her!"

priest:? ? ?