Just hearing a sound of wind passing by, the gourd in Huang Xianren's hand disappeared.
Huang Xianren stared blankly at his empty palm, "Where's my gourd?"
"Over there!"
A boy shouted and pointed at one place.
Looking in the direction, I saw a gourd flying in the air, jumping up and down, looking very strange.
Turning on his eyesight and scanning, he found a man in black robes running toward the rockery with a gourd in his hand.
Huang Xianren was so angry that his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. He stretched out his fingers and commanded, "Catch him quickly!"
"Oops, I've been discovered!"
Qin Tian turned around and saw a dozen boys chasing him, and quickly threw the gourd to Jiang Ziya, "Jiang Xianren, take my parents back quickly!"
Jiang Ziya took the gourd and shouted, "What about you?"
"I'll go back after destroying this lair!"
"But……"
Before Jiang Ziya could finish speaking, Qin Tian stretched out his hand, pulled out a rusty long sword from his palm, and swung it hard at the boy coming up behind him.
Roar--!
A dragon roar resounded throughout the mountain peak, and the golden sword energy circled down like a golden dragon covering the mountains and rivers.
"dragon?!"
The boy who was at the front suddenly shrank his pupils, and while crossing his hands in front of him, he used his true energy to summon a shield.
When the golden dragon touched the zhenqi shield, the shield made a crisp sound and a huge energy poured out.
"ah!"
The boy screamed, feeling an unprecedented force that shattered his meridians. In just a moment of breathing, his true energy dispersed and he turned into a weasel lying on the ground.
The boy who followed closely behind also followed suit.
The dozen or so boys did not let the power of the sword energy weaken. As the boys fell to the ground and transformed into their original form, the sword energy swept towards the ground.
Boom!
The huge force was released throughout the mountain peak, and a bottomless ravine was opened on the ground, causing unstoppable tremors.
The formation lost its light, the tributes on the table were shaken down, the incense burner fell to the ground, and the three red incense sticks were extinguished.
The blood in the blood pool spilled out, dyeing the blue brick floor red.
The entire sacrifice was almost destroyed by Qin Tian's sword.
Seeing the entire sacrificial altar in a mess, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but stutter and suppressed his worried words.
Just a swing of the sword has such great power, so what is there to worry about?
After Qin Tian swung his sword, he turned around and found that Jiang Ziya was still there. He couldn't help but be startled, "Xianren Jiang? Didn't you leave? Why are you still here?"
Only then did Jiang Ziya come back to his senses, "I'm leaving now!"
After saying goodbye, Jiang Ziya jumped into the clouds and left Ten Zai Peak.
"Don't leave!"
Huang Xianren shouted loudly and pointed at Jiang Ziya who was walking away.
When the boys were about to catch up, Qin Tian stood in front of everyone with a long sword and somersault clouds on his feet, "I want to see who dares to chase!"
The children looked at each other in shock, looking at the dozens of weasel corpses lying on the ground, and no one dared to step forward.
Huang Xianren could only watch Jiang Ziya drive away in the clouds.
The sacrificial offerings were gone, the tributes were destroyed, the sacrificial altar was destroyed, and the blood pool was also destroyed...
It doesn't matter if the sacrificial altar is destroyed, the most important thing is that the sacrifices are gone.
The yellow-browed old monster only gave Huang Xianren three days.
Where can we find hundreds of people to worship in three days?
Huang Xianren clenched his fists, his eyes burst out with endless anger, and the vigorous energy lingered around him, and he said The robe automatically makes a hunting sound without wind.
He turned to look at Qin Tian on the rockery with deep eyes.
The opponent's cultivation level seemed to be only in the realm of returning to the virtual world, but he destroyed the sacrificial altar with one sword strike. He must have been hiding his true strength.
And the old man next to him looks like an immortal. He doesn't look like an ordinary person. Who is this young man?
Could it be a deity from heaven?
If he were a god in heaven, he would probably suffer the consequences of being mute.
No matter how much the Huang Immortal wanted to eat Qin Tiantian alive, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "Which path are you from? I, the Immortal, are strangers to you, so why are you messing with me?"
Immortal altar?"
"Haha." Qin Tian sneered, put the Dragon Sword on his shoulder, and sneered, "How dare a weasel spirit call himself an immortal? Do you really think of yourself as a god?"
"You have harmed so many innocent people, and I will do justice to you today and beat you back to your original form!"
Qin Tian stretched out his hand and pointed at the opponent with the Dragon Sword.
Huang Xianren suddenly smiled and said, "I understand, why is the aura on your body so familiar? Are you the son of those two villagers?"
At the beginning, Huang Xianren felt that the smell of Qin Tian's body was somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.
It wasn't until just now, when Qin Tian said that he wanted to do justice for heaven, that Huang Xian suddenly realized it and recalled that this aura was very similar to that of Zheng Jingyun and Qin Zhonghua.
Qin Tian did not deny it, "So what?"
"Ah!"
Huang Xianren smiled meaningfully, "If that's the case, then I don't have to worry!"
The reason why he spent so much time pretending to be an immortal to deceive the villagers was so as not to attract the attention of the gods in heaven.
I was originally worried that Qin Tian was a god in heaven, but now I don't have to worry about it at all.
"Kill him!" Huang Xianren's expression suddenly turned cold, he pointed at Qin Tian and spat out a few words.
boom!
As he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed past, and a sonic boom sounded in the air.
Qin Tian turned around and saw a fist coming from the side, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Almost subconsciously, Qin Tian held the Dragon Sword in front of him.
boom!
Powerful power poured out from the opponent's fist. Qin Tian felt a powerful impact and his body flew backwards uncontrollably, smashing out of the courtyard wall.
"Cough cough cough..."
Qin Tian covered his chest, coughed a few times with an ugly face, and stood up from the ground.
That punch just now was powerful and powerful, very domineering.
If he hadn't pressed the Dragon Sword against his chest in time, his bones would have been shattered into pieces.
Looking into the courtyard, Qin Tian's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Iron slave?! Are you rebelling?"
Iron slave "..."
Tie Slave didn't react at all, his eyes were extremely scarlet, his fists were clenched, and he bared his teeth and let out a low roar, as if he had lost his mind.
Qin Tian looked at Huang Xianren and asked, "What did you do to Tie Slave?"
"Jiejiejie..."
Huang Xianren let out an extremely weird laugh and said proudly, "I think your Corpse Chief is pretty good, so I gave him a makeover. Today, I'm going to let you have a taste of what it's like to be beaten into a pulp by your own Corpse Chief."
taste!"
After the words fell, he pointed at Qin Tian again and issued an order coldly, "Kill him!"
After receiving the order, Tie Slave was surrounded by vigorous energy. With a bang, the figure disappeared from the place, leaving only
A cracked crack.
Qin Tian tried to control Tie Slave, but still couldn't stop him.
how so?
The order was conveyed, which means that the connection with Iron Slave has not been broken, and the soul in his body is still there. .??.??
But why are iron slaves uncontrollable?
Before he could think too much, Tie Nu's fist had already arrived in front of Qin Tian.
Qin Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was secretly shocked, so fast!
Qin Tian turned slightly sideways, his fist grazing his cheek, but the domineering wind still caused a gash in his skin.
Qin Tian touched the scratches on his face and was shocked when he saw the blood on his fingertips.
After being transformed by Huang Xianren, Tie Slave's speed was several times faster than before.
Not only the speed, but also the hardness of the muscles is much thicker than before.
In violent mode, Iron Slave's explosion is not at the same level as before.
In the previous battle with Tie Slave, Qin Tian relied on his own strength and did not get much advantage from the opponent.
If it weren't for the blessing of the identity token, I'm afraid he wouldn't be an opponent at all.
Before Qin Tian could be shocked, Tie Nu clenched his fist as big as a sandbag and rushed over again.
Qin Tian clenched his fists and took a fighting stance.
Since the Iron Slave cannot be controlled, the only option is to fight head-on.
Take the opportunity to test the results of your own cultivation.
"hiss--!"
Qin Tian took a deep breath, filled his Dantian with energy, and injected all the energy of chaos into his right fist.
Two fists collide!
boom!
Click!
The muffled sound was mixed with the sound of broken hand bones.
Two huge forces collided, erupting into huge ripples of impact.
"ah!!"
The children watching the fight were unfortunately caught in the attack, screamed and flew backwards, and their bodies hit the courtyard wall heavily.
The backyard, which was already in a mess, became even more miserable now.
Thumb thump thump!
Tie Slave took several steps back and shook his head.
Qin Tian's punch just now weighed tens of thousands of kilograms. Even though Tie Nu's body was as hard as diamond, he was shocked to the point that his whole body was numb and his mind was a little blurry.
The fist of his right hand was hanging on the wrist, and the bones of his hand were shaking like slag.
On the other hand, Qin Tian's body was as solid as a rock, still standing on the same spot, and the energy in his body was not disordered at all.
"It seems that these days of practice are still useful."
The last time he fought against Tie Slave, he was the one who was defeated.
This time it was the other way around.
Moreover, the one he faced was the transformed Iron Slave.
"How, how could this happen?!"
Huang Xianren looked dull, a little unbelievable.
In the past few days, Huang Xianren had used countless medicinal materials to transform Iron Slave.
I didn't expect that even a mortal cultivator couldn't beat him.
Seeing the shocked look on Huang Xianren's face, Qin Tian smiled proudly and said, "I have to admit that Iron Slave has indeed become a lot stronger after your transformation, but he is still a little weak against me."
"How about you come in person!"
"What a waste, I wasted so many medicinal materials!"
Huang Xianren clenched his fists, and the anger in his eyes seemed to turn into substance. He turned his palms and held out a mace.
"What happened."
Just when Huang Xianren was about to take action, a voice came from one side.
Qin Tian looked in the direction and frowned.
Gourd?< br>
When Huang Xianren saw the gourd, a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face, and he was a little at a loss.
"Huang, Mr. Huangmei, you...why did you come out?"
"I heard the noise and came out to take a look."
As he spoke, the yellow-browed old monster scanned the scene through the gourd, and suddenly his face turned ugly, "What's going on?"
Huang Xianren was so frightened that he immediately knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy.
"Please forgive me, Lord Huangmei. I don't know where a man ran out, rescued the sacrifice, and destroyed my altar."
"I'm about to deal with this kid. Please calm down, Lord Huangmei. Give me a few more days. After I find the sacrifice, I will definitely help you avenge him!"
Looking in the direction pointed by Huang Xianren, the yellow-browed old monster suddenly looked surprised.
"Qin Tian?"
"Qin Tian?"
Huang Xianren looked at Qin Tian and suddenly realized, "Lord Huangmei, do you think this is your enemy?"
"you know me?"
Qin Tian carefully took a look at the gourds on the ground, but he really couldn't remember when he had a problem with a gourd.
"Oh, it's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort at all to get here!"
The yellow-browed old monster let out a ferocious sneer, feeling the two layers of ice and fire beside him, and the anger in his heart roared out, "I didn't expect that I would meet you here!"
Listening to this voice, Qin Tian felt slightly familiar.
Based on Huang Xianren's name for the gourd, I recalled it carefully and immediately realized, "Are you the yellow-browed old monster?"
"good!"
The yellow-browed old monster clenched his back molars and said fiercely, "If it weren't for you, how could I have been thrown into this gourd by Master? Today I will take your head to vent my anger!"
"It doesn't matter to me that you were thrown into the gourd by Maitreya Buddha?" Qin Tian pursed his lips, spread his hands and continued, "You were thrown into the gourd. It can only be said that you brought it on yourself."
The old monster with yellow eyebrows became angry with shame, turned to look at Huang Xianren, and roared, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you come to me?"
"yes!"
As soon as the words fell, Huang Xianren disappeared as fast as lightning.
In an instant, he appeared in the direction of Qin Tian's head, holding a mace in his hand and smashing it down with an astonishing force.
The surface of the mace rubbed against the air, igniting a red light and making a whirring sound in the air.
Qin Tian's ears twitched slightly, but he stood still without any panic. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
boom!
The mace hit Qin Tian's Tianling Cap, the ground shook, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and the top of Shizai Peak collapsed.
"Why, how could this happen?"
Huang Xianren looked at Qin Tian still standing on the spot under the mace, without any damage, and his eyes widened in shock.
I saw a faint black-gray light lingering above Qin Tian's head.
The light danced beneath the flames of the mace.
In just one breath, the flames were swallowed up by the black-gray light, and the black-gray flames climbed up along the mace.
"What...what is this?!"
When the Netherworld Holy Fire climbed up the handle of the mace along the long shaft, Huang Xianren let go of the mace as if he was electrocuted, and was shocked.
At that moment, Huang Xianren felt as if his wolf soul was about to be torn apart.
"This is……"
The old monster with yellow eyebrows looked at the ball of flames, his pupils couldn't stop shaking, "The Holy Fire of the Netherworld?"
During those days in the Sutra Pavilion, the old monster with yellow eyebrows had seen this kind of flame introduced in the sutra book.