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Chapter 160: Blowing a pond of spring water

Qin Mu is well aware of the power of the blind man's mind and eyes, and has long been accustomed to it. Although the blind man cannot see, he can "see" more things than other people.

He stood up and looked from a distance. There were golden lights all around the mountain peak, swirling around the mountain peak.

Qingniu ran with all his strength, getting closer and closer to the mountain peak. Not long after, he saw that the rays of light became thicker and thicker, surrounding the mountain peak like ribbons, shuttling back and forth, surrounding the mountain peak.

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When I got closer, I saw that there were many things in the golden light, which were the magical powers of the Witch King. Some of the golden lights had scimitars hidden in them, some of them had a golden man in them, and some of them had golden figures.

There is a golden dragon rolling in the middle.

The strength of the Witch King is astonishing. Only those who have cultivated to the realm of heaven and man can be called the Witch King. However, the Loulan Golden Palace is a holy land outside the Great Wall after all. Most of the Witch Kings who come to hunt down Bashan and offer wine are in the realm of life and death, and there is even a Shenqiao.

A leader-level existence in the realm, with a majestic momentum.

The green bull was running, only ten miles away from the mountain peak. Qin Mu looked again and saw a Witch King in the east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast and northwest corners of the mountain peak.

The Witch King in the east has a bird head and human body, holding a round mirror. The mirror is weird, with twelve snow-white bones growing out of the mirror. He holds it in his hand, and a golden light shoots out of the mirror;

The Witch King in the west has a leopard-headed body, holding a staff in his hand. There is a tail-like thing tied to the top of the staff, which is floating, about the same length as the staff. And the tip of the staff is a golden skull, shining with golden light;

The Witch King in the south has three golden heads and three wolf heads.

The Witch King in the north has the head of a human and the body of a bird, with two wings on his back. The two wings continuously sprout golden swords. The golden sword turns into a stream of swords and attacks the central mountain peak.

The appearance of the Witch Kings in the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest are also all kinds of strange. Some have animal heads and eight arms, some have six legs, some have multiple wings, some have multiple eyes on their faces, and some have long palms.

Close your eyes.

Although Qin Mu had seen the Wu Zunlou Compass before, seeing this situation, he still had to marvel at the evil and power of this technique.

On the mountain peak in the center, the light of the sword flashed vertically and horizontally, resisting the magical powers coming from eight directions.

From time to time, huge rocks fall down from that mountain peak. The rocks are as big as a courtyard. This situation cannot be seen clearly from a distance. You can only barely see something like dust falling. Only when you get closer can you see it.

Know how huge dust is.

The mountain peak has been shaved down like a bare pillar by Bashan Jijiu and the magical powers of the eight Witch Kings. Only the top of the mountain where Bashan Jijijiu stands still has some green vegetation.

The butcher took a look, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Big Mouth is not dead. Let's go back."

Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and Qing Niu rushed forward with all his strength.

Before he could reach the foot of the mountain peak, the butcher suddenly rose into the air, and a blade of light split through the air, extremely bright. Qin Mu looked up and felt that the bright light seemed to become a little darker after it flashed. It seemed that the light was too bright and left a mark in his eyes.

There were knife marks, as if it was too sharp and cut the sky.

He couldn't tell which one it was.

"God Khan!"

A scream came, and a human head rolled down in the sky. There was also a headless bird-winged Witch King fluttering its wings. Gold was scattered everywhere in the air. It was the Witch King with a human head and a bird body in the north.

Among the many wizard kings present, he was the only one who was a leader in the Shenqiao realm. As a result, he was attacked by a butcher and killed with a single blow from close range.

The Butcher is a combat skill sect. If you get close to him, you can imagine the consequences.

The butcher fell down and still landed firmly on Qing Niu's back. He stopped Qing Niu and said: "Your master is not seriously injured anymore. He can fight out with a few more injuries. Qing Niu, take us to Loulan Golden Palace." "

Qing Niu hesitated and said: "Master, won't you save me? I am filial and always think of your kindness."

"Rescuing him for what? Are you bothering me?"

The butcher shook his head and said: "I have been very quiet in the village these years. When I think about being nagged by this guy, I get a big headache. If you are told to go, you can go. If you keep nagging me, I will eat beef. You know what I do in the village. ?"

The green ox shivered and did not dare to speak. This ox was smart and had long seen that he was a butcher who killed pigs and cows.

"Master!"

On that mountain peak, the sound of Bashan offering wine could be heard. He was obviously injured and was a little short of energy. He said in surprise: "Master, it is you! I knew you were not dead. You left me here in Yan for so many years." Kang, how can you make it up to me when you go out and be happy? I have a lot to say to you..."

"Run quickly," said the butcher.

Qing Niu hurriedly ran towards the Loulan Golden Palace. Just as Bashan Sacrifice Wine was about to rush out of the hill, it was suppressed by the combined efforts of the other seven Witch Kings and had to fall back to the top of the hill.

The seven Witch Kings were also on the verge of death. The eight of them worked together to suppress Bashan Jijiu and planned to refine him to death. Unexpectedly, the legendary Tian Khan, who had been dead for many years, actually appeared again and killed the most powerful Witch King among them with one blow. Behead.

They originally thought that Tian Khan would attack them, and Ba Shan Jijiu also boosted their morale. Instead, he launched the most powerful attacks on them at the same time, holding them back and preventing them from escaping, which scared them out of their wits.

But now, Tian Khan actually left the Bashan sacrificial wine here and ran away on an ox.

Monk Zhang Er was also confused about the wine offering ceremony at Bashan. He suddenly woke up, cursed and stabbed the old man in the back hard.

After another half a day, Qingniu carried them back to Ruoshui Lake and stopped.

The butcher looked at the blind man and said, "Blind man, you and Mu'er accompany me up the mountain. I don't have a lower body now, so I can't beat that old guy."

"good."

The blind man jumped off the back of the cow. Qin Mu asked Ling Yuxiu, Hu Ling'er and Qing Niu to stay here, saying, "We will come back as soon as we go."

Ling Yuxiu nodded: "Be careful."

The butcher came to Ruoshui Lake, shook his head and said: "Bashan, this kid, has not made any progress in so many years, and he has not even moved away from this lake."

He took a long breath, and the Ling Yuxiu Little Fox and Qing Niu behind him couldn't help but be horrified. They saw the wind and clouds surging all around, and the clouds in the sky were also swept by the strong wind, and poured into the mouth of the old man with only the upper body in front of them. !

The grassland is high and the clouds are relatively low, but it is still thousands of feet away from them. The old man took a breath and even the white clouds in the sky were sucked into his belly. It was ridiculously strong!

"This is, this is... the most powerful expert in the legendary combat skills genre!"

Ling Yuxiu was greatly shocked. Ever since Yankang Imperial Master summoned the strong men of the combat skills school to discuss the Tao, the strong men of the combat skills school had been running away to death, and some had disappeared.

However, in that debate, there was no one with the highest level of combat skills.

The combat skill flow is stronger than the physical body, and the top combat skill flow experts have one characteristic, that is, a certain part of their body has become a god!

They don't need to deliberately display their magical powers, every move is their magical power.

Obviously this old man with only the upper body exists like this.

The butcher took a full breath, and the clouds near them were almost sucked in by him, and then he blew it out in one breath.

Wow, the weak lake in front of them was suddenly lifted up, and the water waves became higher and higher, like a sea rising up.

This upright sea was retreating rapidly, and almost instantly it was blown into the snow-capped mountains, filling the large and small valleys of the snow-capped mountains.

In front of them, the lake dried up, and even the bones in the lake were blown away. Although the bottom of the lake was still a little wet, there was no mud, and the mud was blown away.

Qin Mu opened his eyes and saw that the gauze covering the lake was blown away by the butcher, and it flew to nowhere.

The top masters of the combat skills genre do not have the magical power to change the geography, but such a being is so powerful that he can change the geography and the weather, so why does he need the magic power?

"If you could have the physical body of the combat technique school, the swordsmanship of the sword-controlling school, and the magical powers of the magic school, wouldn't you be invincible?"

Qin Mu blinked and followed the butcher. He was practicing the Three Pills of Hegemony. The Three Pills of Hegemony were good at everything, except that he had no supernatural powers, no body training methods, and no sword skills.

It was precisely because he practiced the Three Pills of Overlord Body that Butcher did not teach him the body-refining skills, so as not to delay his progress in cultivation.

In fact, everyone in the village has his or her own unique skills, but no one taught them to him.

There was an exclamation in the Loulan Golden Palace, and with one breath, the weak water lake in front of the Golden Palace was blown away. This magical power that reaches the heaven and the earth is incredible, how can it not shake the hearts of the sorcerers and wizards in the Golden Palace?

In front of the temple, the witch master stood with a scepter in his hand. Two golden lights shone in his eyes and fell on the three people walking across the bottom of the lake. The corners of his eyes trembled.

He is the leader of the Golden Palace. Because he envied the butcher's powerful body, after learning that the butcher was swung to the sky and beheaded by the gods, he immediately sneaked into Yankang and destroyed the small sect that took away the butcher's lower body.

Gone was the butcher's lower body.

He knew that the butcher's body was greater than his own, so he resolutely cut off his lower body and replaced it with the butcher's body.

And now, the situation in his nightmare has become a reality.

The Heavenly Khan did not die, he survived, and now he came to him to get his lower body back.

The corners of Wu Zun's eyes trembled violently, and he turned around and walked into the temple. There were golden bones sitting cross-legged on the shrines in the temple, both human and animal shapes. There were a total of eighteen shrines, and seventeen shrines were filled with golden bones.

Among the eighteen shrines sat an old man with unkempt hair and only skin and bones, sitting as if dead.

"My lord, the Khan of Heaven is here." The witch master leaned on his staff, knelt on one knee and bowed his head.

The skinny old man with a shaggy head in the shrine opened his eyes, his gaze was extremely sharp, and his voice was like an owl: "Where is the reincarnated holy boy I want you to find for me?"

Some fine beads of golden sweat appeared on the golden forehead of the Witch Lord, and he said in a harsh voice: "I haven't recruited it yet..."

The shaggy-headed old man had a sharp voice: "Without the reincarnation of the Holy Boy, wouldn't my seventeen reincarnations have been in vain? I am only half a step away from becoming a god!"

The wizard bowed his head deeply and did not dare to speak.

The shaggy-headed old man said sternly: "As long as I am here, Tiandao will not dare to embarrass you, but I will not easily sacrifice my life to help you. Return his lower body to him and find me the reincarnated holy boy immediately!"

Wu Zun was startled, and suddenly a ray of light flashed across his waist, leaving him unable to stop it in time.

The witch master was silent. After a moment, he said: "Junior brother Gyatso, come in."

After hearing the news, a Witch King quickly walked into the temple and bowed: "What do you want, Lord Witch?"

The Witch Lord raised his scepter, pierced his head, then cut off his lower body and connected it with his own body. With a calm expression on his face, he bowed and said, "Master, my disciple leaves."


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