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Chapter 1645 thousand locks

"Pfft...ahem!"

Wu Ming couldn't hold it back any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood. He covered his chest, hunched over his waist, and coughed violently. His eyes were fixed on the dwarf who had been knocked down by a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the dwarf was no longer as proud and arrogant as before, his face was stiff and ferocious, and there was only shock, unwillingness and fear in his absent-minded eyes. He didn't even have time to express it on his face, and he made no sound anymore.

After the Shenyi Sword and Da Diaohai skills were integrated, and later Wu Ming integrated the inner demon secret skills into it and deduced it, the gods with multiplied power fell into ruin.

With a full blow, even the powerful pseudo-saint who is unprepared will suffer disaster, let alone this peak half-saint!

In terms of strength, Wu Ming could feel that the opponent might only be slightly weaker than him, but the gap between the souls was not even a tiny bit.

He thinks that he is protected by the evil shadow mysterious clothes, has unparalleled breathing and hiding abilities, and his defensive ability is not weak, but he is only slightly lacking in the defense of the soul.

Of course, this is also relative.

This holy treasure can be famous in the deserted desert and become one of the most powerful treasures of the Evil Shadow Sect. It is extremely powerful.

Unfortunately, there are specialties in the arts, and Xie Ying Xuanyi has its own weaknesses.

If someone else were to face the dwarf's evil spells and Xie Ying Xuanyi's suppression, there was no way he could be spared. However, he encountered Wu Ming, a freak who had almost no weaknesses and could be called unconventional in every aspect!

But a holy treasure is a holy treasure, and the dwarf itself is secondary. Wu Ming now has no Mountain and Sea Realm Pearl to weaken him, so it will definitely not be uncomfortable to be forced to counterattack with the original power of this treasure.

Seeing that he was shaking all over and his golden aura was chaotic, it was obvious that he could no longer suppress his injuries!

Even compared to the previous Zizhonghuai, the situation is not much better.

This is also reasonable, after all, he fought and killed a seriously injured holy power, and was plotted against by a top semi-holy who possessed a holy treasure.

Fortunately, we survived everything without any danger!

What made Wu Ming even more relieved was that after the dwarf's soul was exterminated and he could no longer die, Xie Ying Xuanyi retreated from the shadows under his feet like a ball of gray-white quicksand.

The faint light flickered, as if it was about to turn into light and fly away.

It is not difficult to see that the real owner of this treasure is not the dwarf, but someone else, and he is just lending it to him temporarily.

"snort!"

Wu Ming coolly exposed himself to the sun, with a cold light in his eyes. He flipped his wrist and found a tape measure in his palm, which looked like an ordinary rope woven from straw. He casually made a seal, and quickly wrapped it around the dwarf's neck.

superior.

Tsk!

For a moment, the grass rope seemed to be revived, but what emerged were strange yellow branches, leaves or grass roots, which continued to grow. While wrapping the dwarf, it was injected into its eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and other seven orifices.

In a moment, it was wrapped into a scarecrow, exuding a chilling evil aura!

What's even weirder is that the evil shadow Xuanyi, which was about to dissipate, seemed to be restrained by a special force during the formation of the scarecrow, and flooded back into the dwarf's body.

No matter how many times it resisted, it did not come off in the end. It adhered to its body and turned into a layer of transparent gauze that was almost difficult to see with the naked eye!

"call……"

Until this moment, Wu Ming slowly exhaled a breath of filthy air, with a hint of luck in his eyes, "It seems that the real owner of this evil shadow Xuanyi is not nearby, otherwise even though this Thousand Knot Lock is extraordinary, I am afraid it will not be able to stop one."

The call of the Holy Realm’s power!”

Of course, if he was really close, he would kill him directly instead of summoning him from the air!

Although a life-saving item was used at the bottom of the box, Wu Ming did not feel distressed at all. After all, the thousand-knot lock was a gift from the strong man from the Three Sacred Mountains, which was regarded as a goodwill gesture between the two parties to reach a preliminary alliance intention.

But they didn't expect that Wu Ming had a psychological shadow on this kind of thing for a long time. Even with his current strength, he could know that this thing was not tampered with, and he would not keep it on his body.

It is better to use it early, so as not to think about it from time to time and feel uncomfortable all over the body!

Moreover, he has almost finished researching this treasure. It is a unique ancient method of tying ropes to record events, and is refined with a special secret method. It is called a lock, but it is a curse.

This method is the secret rope-tying curse technique taught in the Three Holy Mountains by the Curse Vein. It is extremely powerful.

The most important thing is that this Thousand-Joint Lock was refined by a holy power. Wu Ming really wanted to see it. Not to mention killing a holy power with this curse, he had to at least make some big noise to be worthy of him.

Paying such a high price.

"Zizhong Huai died in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Black Dragon Clan, and there is another half-saint demon king who is hidden from the Chen Bone Sect, and he is also wearing the Evil Shadow Sect's most precious treasure, the Evil Shadow Xuanyi, haha... It's lively, the more lively the better!

"

Wu Ming coolly looked at the straw turning into runes and integrating into the dwarf's body, as if nothing had happened. He immediately took a pill, made sure there was nothing left around him, and then turned into light and left.



Time flies, like a white horse passing by, half a month passes in a flash.

On the edge of the territory controlled by the Black Dragon Clan, adjacent to a certain great river, in a deserted and inaccessible underground cave, there are thousands of auspicious auras hidden, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds vibrate the void like a great bell.

It is vaguely visible, as if ten thousand Buddhas have come to the world to save all sentient beings, and the pure land of Buddha makes people feel peaceful and like a spring breeze.

"If I hear..."

As a burst of mysterious sutra chanting ceased, all the visions disappeared, replaced by a long, long, almost inaudible sound of breathing.

"call……"

Wu Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. When he opened and closed his eyes, divine light was like lightning, shining in the void. Not only had all his injuries been restored, but he also showed signs of improvement and gained a lot.

A genius like him, who has gone through life and death battles, is indeed the best way to practice, but not everyone can adapt to it.

As the saying goes, how can you stand by the river without getting your shoes wet?

Wet shoes are nothing, but for him, one mistake means there will be no chance again!

"The Immortal Golden Body is completely stable at the peak of the sixth revolution. Even without the help of special treasures, it will take only a few years to achieve a breakthrough through hard work!"

Wu Ming looked inside himself and took control of the overall situation in a moment, knowing every detail of his progress.

For ordinary semi-saints, if they can make some progress in their cultivation, not to mention a few years, but even a few decades, it is worth celebrating.

After all, such powerful people usually retreat for at least ten years at a time.

But Wu Ming is different. He has been practicing martial arts for almost eleven years, and what he lacks the most is time. Naturally, he will not choose to make breakthroughs through hard work.

After examining himself, Wu Ming calmed down a little, closed his eyes for a moment, and after a moment, a smile appeared on his lips.

"I don't know who is unlucky. Unless the Thousand-Joint Lock Curse is broken, if it is the Semi-Saint Demon Lord, it is inevitable that he will die on the spot. If it is the Holy Realm Power, it will be fun!"

It turns out that the Thousand Knot Lock that was left in the place of the war half a month ago and integrated into the dwarf's body has been triggered.

This treasure is a one-time treasure of the holy way. It goes without saying that its power is powerful, but it is not as capable as other treasures in that it can imprint the mind and perceive it clearly.

But Wu Ming is the owner of this treasure. Although he cannot know the details of the trigger, he can still vaguely judge when it was triggered and whether it worked.

Thousands of knots, thousands of catastrophes, one after another, making people unable to guard against and tired of dealing with them.

Moreover, it is the most bizarre curse technique. No matter who the victim is, as long as he is not dead yet, he will definitely be in a state of panic and embarrassment at this time.

"Oh!"

Wu Ming smiled playfully and did not worry too much about who was hit. He flipped his wrist and saw several things in front of him, which were what he had obtained from the previous battle.

First of all, he picked up a bracelet that was dark brown in color and engraved with complicated patterns. This thing belonged to the dwarf, and Wu Ming put a seal and talisman on it, just in case there was something in it that could be inscribed with tracking skills.

Or maybe a special treasure has been tracked.

But now, he has fully recovered. At the peak of his energy and spirit, the true meaning of martial arts and the unparalleled powerful spirit of returning to his original state have given him a supreme perception that is close to the power of the holy realm.

In this way, unless there is a special treasure like Xie Ying Xuanyi, his cultivation will be hidden from his perception.

As for the treasure of Xie Ying Xuanyi, it seemed like a pity that it was not taken away, but in fact, in the current situation, Wu Ming was exhausted and had too much energy and ambition, so he might as well have left it as a trap.

In this way, it can also confuse audio and video, making people neglect their precautions.

Even these treasures of the holy way were not taken away, which makes it even more difficult for people to figure out what the situation was at that time.

Wu Ming is not afraid of things like Zizhong Huai, who uses the quicksand of time and other treasures that contain the origin of time to explore.

The thousand-knot lock is not only a curse, it can also disrupt the origin of heaven and earth while stimulating it, and it is close to the evil shadow Xuanyi. This treasure will also explode with power when it protects itself.

Such double protection is more thorough than Wu Ming's personal action to disrupt the vitality of heaven and earth.

Although it has been exposed on the surface, it is enough as long as it is still covered with a layer of veil, making people unable to see through it, making it feel mysterious and unknown, and even more fearful!

Soon, Wu Ming opened the bracelet, and there was a huge space inside. There were many kinds of treasures, but maybe not many of them were what he saw.

"Humph, you have indeed entered the devil's path. You can use such evil methods to practice martial arts!"

Wu Ming found a few jade slips and manuscripts, and with a sweep of Qiang's spiritual consciousness, he found out about the cultivation methods of the Dust Bone Sect.

Even without the core outline passed down by word of mouth, given his experience and knowledge, he can still see a lot of subtleties in it. Unfortunately, it is too cruel and vicious, and completely devoid of humanity.

This secret method of the Dust Bone Sect was practiced by the dwarf, and if he wanted to use it as his foundation to lay his own foundation, it was created by borrowing the innate magical power of the Painted Bone Clan.

Not only do you need to remove the skin and bones, and smelt it with secret techniques, but you also need to penetrate your body layer by layer, and integrate your own essence and spirit into it. Finally, after ninety-nine and eighty-one steps, it will be integrated and unified.

These eighty-one steps do not refer to eighty-one people, but eighty-one tedious and complicated steps. Every piece of human skin and every piece of human bone required requires tens of thousands of living people to refine it.

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Moreover, there must be those with martial arts talents among them. Although the number will gradually decrease in the later stages, they still require warriors with a high level of cultivation.

The most terrifying thing is that even his soul has to be broken up and melted into the skin and bones. Using this as a node, it is easier to draw the essence and spirit of the person who practices the secret method into it.

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