House Witch Chapter 670

As the Valkyrie Prime Minister slowly pulled the thousand-meter giant sword from the ground, the underground secret facility of the Tianshou Pavilion, the former central building of Dongying Island, was also exposed to the sun for the first time.

It was a huge dungeon with countless floors that could not be counted at a glance.

Even though the sword of Valkyrie Faxiang had penetrated several hundred meters into the ground just now, it still didn't seem to have touched the bottom of the dungeon.

Judging from the traces exposed in the sword pit, the treatment in this dungeon is really not good.

Although the houses of Japanese witches are generally not very large, it seems that everything is developing in a small and delicate direction, but anyway, a cell with less than one square meter of space is too much.

How can this be called a prison cell? This is clearly a building made up of coffins.

In other words, this looks a bit like a storage compartment in some kind of storage warehouse. Those prisoners have never been seen as human beings, they are just materials stored in this warehouse.

Now, someone accidentally opened a skylight for this warehouse, exposing it.

"Hiss, it stinks."

Dorothy just stretched her head to take a look into the sword pit, but what caught her attention the latest was not the scene in the dungeon, but the stench surging up from the ground.

It's almost like the mysterious canned herring mixed with live maggot cheese stuffed in the stomach of a rotten seal to ferment for seven to forty-nine days before opening the box.

This taste is really a bit heady.

The house witch is a highly inspired witch. Her senses have always been sensitive, so she was caught off guard at this time, and she almost rolled her eyes and rushed to the street on the spot.

This is the smell of rotting corpses, and the smell can reach such a level, which is not something that two corpses can achieve. Dorothy can't imagine how many people died in this dungeon in the past.

The real **** in Huangquan is not such a hell.

It wasn't just Dorothy who couldn't stand it. In fact, when the rotten stench permeated up the sword pit, most of the surrounding melon-eating witches couldn't stand it either.

Even among the guard witches, many of them started spitting out rainbows.

This has nothing to do with psychological quality, but a purely physiological reaction.

But the house witch didn't change her expression after getting used to it for a while.

Well, she directly threw the foul-smelling sensual breath to the Fairy King.

This is a good opportunity to train your unyielding martial spirit. Come on, little four, if you can't even hold on to this level, then what's the point of being unyielding.

Bearing the stench that could even smudge the eyes, Dorothy continued to look at the bottom of the sword pit.

Among the rubble ruins is Minamoto Raimitsu who has turned into samurai sauce, and there is a scarlet samurai sword in the samurai sauce, but this originally beautiful samurai sword is now on the blade. Already full of cracks, already on the verge of breaking.

This surprised the house witch a little, she didn't expect this demon sword to be so hard, it could resist her sword without breaking.

But she thought about it, it seemed that Minamoto Raimitsu threw the demon sword on the ground at the last moment, and then blocked the sword with her own body.

And as if sensing Dorothy's gaze, the Red Leaf Demon Knife turned into a human form again, but this coquettish beauty, who was still burning with anger before, no longer had the same charm as before, and was covered in wounds and embarrassed. She didn't even have the strength to stand up right now, she could only wriggle and crawl on the ground with difficulty.

"It hurts, it hurts so much. Woohoo, Master Shuten, I hurt so much"

The ghost girl cried bitterly while crawling.

She didn't want to die, but at this moment her body was like broken porcelain, with cracks all over her body, and the breath of life was flowing from her body uncontrollably.

She looked pitifully at Dorothy at the edge of the sword pit, to be precise, at the sword in the hands of the house witch.

"Master Shuten, I don't want to die, I just don't want to be bullied, it hurts, it really hurts"

The appearance of such a beautiful woman with pear blossoms and rain is indeed lovable, and people can't help but want to forgive her.

In Dorothy's soul space, the soul of Ibuki Yuki, who was floating around, couldn't bear to see the appearance of this best friend who was once the closest to her.

Then she closed her eyes.

Well, since I can't bear it, then I don't look forward to it. Out of sight is pure.

And Dorothy looked at the poor ghost girl with pity in her eyes.

Grandpa Duo hates seeing beauty suffer the most, the pain is on the beauty's body, the pain is on her heart, so...

The otaku witch silently raised the sword in her hand again, and behind her, the tall and mountainous martial **** Faxiang also raised the thousand-meter long sword in her hand again with the same movement.

Well, if one strike doesn't work, let's make another strike. This time, I will definitely give this beauty a relief.

Seeing Dorothy's actions, the ghost girl Hongye showed fear in her eyes.

It's just that, suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and a strong desire to survive suddenly burst out in her eyes. Even though she was dying, she was still crawling and wriggling, crawling towards the depths of the dungeon.

And in front of her crawling direction, footsteps sounded slowly, as if someone was walking this way.

Even though the majestic Martial God in the sky had raised his sword to slash down at this time, and the thousand-meter-long sword, which was like a torrent of light, struck quickly with unstoppable power, but the footsteps were still unhurried, without a trace. Tension.

Finally, just when the torrent of light was about to overwhelm the figure of Hongye, the owner of the footsteps came in front of the ghost girl. She pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other.

"I am the only one."

The man said so.

So, a huge jet-black statue also rose from behind her, it was a jet-black Buddha statue.

At first glance, this black Buddha is like a Buddha statue enshrined in a temple, looking down with compassion, it is very sacred.

But if you look closely, you can find that the entire Buddha head is actually composed of countless human faces. Those faces have different expressions, some with greedy looks, some with angry eyes, some with painful and hideous faces, and some with peaceful faces.

All living beings are in it.

The same is true for other parts of this Buddha image. Numerous female hands constitute the Buddha's hands, and the female legs constitute the Buddha's legs.

It's so weird and creepy.

With the appearance of these dark Buddhas, countless Buddha lights spread out, illuminating the dungeon, turning this stinky dungeon into a paradise on earth.

The stench turns into a strange fragrance, the rotting corpse regains life and turns into a voluptuous beauty, the river of blood turns into a river of sweet honey, the rotting maggots become fish swimming in the river of honey, the crowded cells turn into thousands of palaces, Every palace is extravagant, built with treasures such as gold bricks, agate, glass, etc.

The indestructible thousand-meter long sword just now was chopped at the Buddha country, but the countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the palace were chanting Buddhist scriptures together at this time, making the Buddha country on the ground indestructible, no matter how sharp the warrior sword is, It is also difficult to move forward at this time.

In the Buddhist kingdom, Izanagi looked down at the red leaves under his feet, with guilt on his face.

"I'm sorry Hongye, you have worked hard, but it's okay now because I'm here."

As soon as her words fell, a golden lotus grew on the ground, and it matured in a blink of an eye, revealing the lotus seeds exuding an attractive fragrance in the lotus.

Izanagi reached out and took out the lotus seeds, and handed them to the ghost **** the ground.

"I've lost Raikou, I can't lose you anymore, eat this, you'll be fine."

Hongye looked at the location where the lotus flower had grown before.

That's where the samurai sauce was just applied.

But the ghost girl raised her head after being silent for a while, with a grateful expression on her face.

"Thank you, General, it's me and Raikou who are ineffective."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to take the lotus seed, and swallowed it in one gulp.

So, the next moment, her cracked body like broken porcelain was repaired and restored by a force, and even became stronger, and the vitality that was lost before was replenished and almost overflowed.

Hongye immediately returned to her full victory state, no, she even feels better now than before at her prime.

"Thank you for saving my life, my lord. Laiguang is gone. Hongye can only rely on you, General."

The ghost woman felt the changes in her body, but she had a sad and tearful expression on her face, looking pitifully and helplessly at Izanagi in front of her.

"Don't worry, Hongye, I'm not an ungrateful person. I will never lose what I promised you and Raikou before. Even if Raikou is gone, as long as I am still there, I will not let you be wronged."

Izanagi stretched out her hand towards the ghost **** the ground, her eyes were full of tenderness and pity.

"General."

Momiji was even more moved, she shouted so emotionally, and then gave her hand to Izanagi.

So, the ghost girl who had just recovered turned into a demon sword again.

Only this time, what she turned into was no longer a samurai sword, but a long-handled naginata.

Izanagi stretched out his hand to hold the naginata, and then swallowed the remaining lotus seeds.

So, the dark Buddha figure behind her suddenly grew two heads, four arms, and turned into a three-headed and six-armed figure.

The newly grown head is in a state of anger, and the other is in a state of compassion, and the six arms are holding bells, magic pestles and many other magic tools.

With the change of the Buddha's Dharma appearance, the prestige of the Buddha Kingdom on the ground became stronger, and it directly began to expand outward against the sword of the Sword God.

Izanagi looked at the otaku witch not far away under the image of the warrior god, and then smiled.

"Master Xinsheng came to Dongpu, Izanagi was disappointed and welcomed him, and he hoped to forgive his sins. Now, please come to my Buddhist country to talk about it, so that I can have a chance to make amends."

She invited so.

Dorothy looked at the new Izanagi up and down a lot, and then her eyes were slightly weird.

Well, he is a victim of the Witch World rules like me.

If she remembers correctly, this Izanagi should have been a male fairy, but what appeared in front of her now was a tall, majestic black long straight witch.

Even if this witch deliberately wears men's clothes and dresses like a man, some things are lost and can never be found again.

Dorothy couldn't help smiling gloatingly.

Laughing to death, it seems that I am not the only one who is unlucky.

It's just that, although they share the same disease, it's a pity that they can't be friends.

Eyes are a very magical thing. Some people make people happy and want to get close to them when they see them, while others make people feel physically uncomfortable when they see them.

Now Dorothy is the latter case

Since seeing Izanagi for the first time, the otaku witch's hairs stood on end, and goose bumps exploded all over her body. Anyway, she was very uncomfortable.

After witnessing her means, words and deeds, Dorothy felt even more uncomfortable.

What kind of textbook hypocrite is this, disgusting, really **** disgusting.

Especially the undisguised greedy eyes of the other party when looking at her made her feel like there were insects crawling on her body, as if she wanted to swallow her whole pill.

I said buddy, please be normal, I know why you were cheated, your wolfish ambition is directly written on your face.

Dorothy crossed her arms and stared speechlessly at Izanagi, who had a winning face on her face.

"No, no, it's not suitable between us, uncle, you smell too much, I can't accept it, no appointment."

The otaku witch shook her head, and ruthlessly rejected the other party's invitation.

Who wants to enter that stinking place.

Izanagi's earthly Buddha kingdom can deceive others, but it has no effect on Dorothy's heavenly eyes. In her eyes, any Buddhist kingdom is just a phantom. The dungeon is still the same dungeon, and the stench is still so bad. Poor little four Almost smoked to the point of crying.

Moreover, she has now found the source of the stench, everything is on Izanagi, this guy's current breath is really terrible.

"Good guy, the power of demons, the protection of the abyss, isn't Dongying Island autistic? Why is it still connected to the abyss?"

Dorothy pinched her nose directly, and then thought with some doubts.

It's just that this guy has dealt with some kind of demon? Toilet demon? Why is it so stinky?

The house witch thought of it with disgust.

Of course, this is just a joke. After all, even if there is a toilet demon, it is impossible for them to smell so bad.

Although the blasphemous power of demons is the most filthy power in the western universe and is the gathering of all evils at this time, often only the breath of the lowest-level demons is so turbid and smelly, while the breath of high-level demons They are often very pure, they will become the messengers of original sin, and every move is a temptation.

High-level demons are all top idols, well, they are more beautiful than angels, and they are also more popular.

So, according to this law, it seems that Izanagi who smells like this can only be regarded as the lowest level of evil, and she has gone astray.

Besides, it doesn't matter if you can't be a devil. After all, you're an immortal, so it's normal if you don't understand devils, but why is your Dharma so crooked?

Dorothy shook her head as she looked at the majestic evil Buddha.

She understood what was originally locked in this dungeon.

Those are all witches, and they are also the materials for Izanagi to practice the real body of the evil Buddha.

But why in this world are there such idiots who run to the opposite side of the finish line?

Stay away from this idiot, stupidity is contagious.

The house witch thought of it with disgust.

No wonder she didn't like this product at first sight.

On the other side, Izanagi's expression darkened after being rejected.

"How dare you reject me, how can you reject me, a new saint who hasn't grown up is nothing, he should listen to the arrangement of a superior like me"

The Dongying general was a little out of breath, but she just thought about it in her heart, but she didn't say it.

The person who spoke like this is actually Dorothy on the opposite side.

No way, this guy basically has everything bad written on his face.

Seeing Izanagi whose eyes are getting more and more cloudy, the otaku witch is even more depressed.

"Okay, okay, don't follow the procedure. The final boss like you is really worthless, but it fits my stereotype of the old man in power. What do you expect from something that doesn't exist?"

Dorothy yawned, and then put away Amacongyun in her hand.

Miss Oiran is delicious, so don't let that old man dirty the knife.

Besides, there is no need to use a knife to deal with this kind of garbage.

She directly lifted the demon sword from the release state, and fell from the peak magic power just now to the body of the little witch.

"I really don't know, since you know that I am a saint, why do you still have the courage to show your half-baked calligraphy in front of me? Do you look down on me, or do you think too much of yourself? Well, since you all say that I am a saint, then Just see the authority of the saint."

Dorothy said helplessly.

So, at the next moment, Mofo collapsed and Taiyi woke up.

The stars are moving.

At the beginning of the month, the two leave slips are gone. It's numb. Holidays like May Day are really troublesome. Going to play at home disrupts my rhythm. Alas, how do I spend the remaining days?

Chapter end

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