Chapter 203 God's Photo

Return to Chu stood ten feet away from the Taiwu family, and his hands swirled. A green tender grass suddenly gushed out from the clouds all over the ground. The grass leaves were green, as if they were pushing forward like a carpet, and instantly covered the space of Taiwu's left nearly ten feet. Although the green grass looked gratifying, everyone's backs were numb. The grass buds were as long as silk. For a moment, they were as high as three feet, shining with a sharp murderous spirit like a blade, and quickly spread to the stone platform where Taiwu was located.

"The array of hundreds of grasses? Yes, yes, Dong Yuejun didn't reach your level in those years. Taiwu was full of interest and looked at the grass stem with a smile. It was not until he approached his feet that he sighed, "It's winter, isn't it withering?"

It's strange to say that the weed stopped growing in an instant, and then slowly withered and stood stiff in the clouds. Taiwu gently blew a breath at the weed, and the continuous weeds instantly turned into flying ash, floating in the mysterious void.

Gui Yanchu's heart was shocked, and his hand was condensed. Suddenly, the sky was full of huge wooden god thorns. The tip of the needle pointed at Taiwu and quickly rotated in front of him: "If you can take this move, I will be convinced!"

At the appearance of this vision, even Wu Pan and others are solemn. The wooden god thorn is already sharp. He can condense thousands of pieces, almost as powerful as tens of thousands of crossbows. It is not the top magic power in the master duel, but if it is the fight of thousands of troops and horses, it can definitely be called a terrorist weapon for large-scale killing.

Taiwu shook his head and smiled gently: "Why should I pick it up?"

Chu was stunned and said to himself, "Is there still a master lurking secretly?" He didn't dare to neglect. He shouted loudly, shook his hands, and was about to shoot out thousands of wooden god thorns. Suddenly, the figure in front of him shook, and a figure stood in front of him.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it. Gui Yan Chu seemed to be even more stupid - what was standing in front of them turned out to be another Gui Yan Chu! The majestic and tall body, with a beard and beard, wearing rhinoceros leather armor, with a strong expression and dignified eyes, isn't it exactly the same as yourself?

"Illusion!" Gui Yanchu's heart jumped wildly and shouted, "Look, I broke you!"

The opposite party sighed and stared at him: "What is true? What is illusion? In my eyes, aren't you an illusory thing?"

Tens of millions of wooden god thorns hissed and rotated between the two Guiyan Chu. Guiyan Chu's forehead was sweating like rain, but he did not dare to take action. After a long time, he hummed, "How can you talk, this illusory thing? It's strange."

"Why was I an illusory thing?" The opposite person closed his eyes and sighed, "Time has been going back for 20 years. In my opinion, you are also an illusory thing now!"

"Are you who I was twenty years ago?" Gui Yanchu sneered, "How much do you know about what happened to me 20 years ago?"

The opposite party looked at him with pity: "In the past 20 years, don't you feel tired? On that day, Mrs. Dong Yuejun came to the newly built Yanggu for the first time. The first time I saw her, I felt that there was no more glory in the world. She... absorbed my whole world..."

"Hit!" Gui Yanchu trembled all over and shouted loudly. He secretly loved Mrs. Dong Yuejun for 20 years, but he buried this secret deeply in his heart. Since then, he has worked hard to practice his elemental power, hopeing to stay by her side and protect her like a mountain. Although looking at the incomparable love between Dong Yuejun and his wife and the heartbreaking pain in the bottom of my heart, I only hope that she can be permanently happy. After the death of Mrs. Dong Yuejun, Dong Yuejun treated him like a brother. Every time he thought about himself, he felt extremely ashamed and hid the secret more deeply. He could hardly remember it himself. Unexpectedly, he was told in public by the person in front of him who was exactly like him today.

Sang Mingyu and others could not understand his feelings. Except for Ai Sang's face, everyone else was funny and frightened. Gui Yanchu looked at Taiwu, who was standing on the stone platform, and his eyes seemed to spit out fire: "What kind of magic are you playing?"

"God's photo." Taiwu said lightly, "You are him, and he is you."

"I don't believe it!" Gui Yan said with a ferocious smile, "I hit him into powder and broke your magic!" After saying that, he shouted violently, and the thorns of the wooden god covering the sky and the sun shot out of the sky. The shadow in the whole void was like a flying locust, and the strange sound of hissing resounded through the ears.

The opposite Guiyan looked quietly, hiding, and there was deep sadness in his eyes. In an instant, countless wooden god thorns pierced his body, and the dense holes were like a sieve. Chu laughed wildly. As soon as he laughed twice, the laughter stopped abruptly. He lowered his head and slowly looked at his body.

"Ah--" Ai Sang screamed and hurriedly covered his mouth.

No one cared about it. They all looked at Gui Yanchu in a cloud. They saw that there were many holes all over his body, like a sieve - the wooden thorns shot at the opposite side, and actually penetrated his body at the same time! But the one on the opposite side turned into dust all over the sky at this moment.