Chapter 539 The acting skills of the puppet master, someone wants to harm Laozi
The puppet master went after the person who came to silence him, but Qin Yang stayed where he was, so he had nothing to worry about.
Before, Big Beard was a bit of a threat to him. Whether he could beat him or not, Big Beard could never kill him. Now that Big Beard had been silenced, none of the remaining people were as strong as him. It would be as difficult to kill him as Deng.
sky.
From the beginning of his practice, he has had a very strong ability to save his life. Now this ability has been pushed to a level far beyond the realm. Coupled with the thick earth body he just cultivated, the original earth energy stone skin magical power has evolved into
His whole body was petrified, and his strength was comparable to ten thousand years of sand.
The strongest ability of this kind of magical power is to withstand continuous heavy pressure. Now, lying on the bottom of the sand sea and sleeping soundly, it is not too difficult. It is just that the resistance to the instantaneous burst of power will be slightly worse, but this is also the same as the former.
Comparatively speaking.
By a strange combination of circumstances, he developed into his original form, full of life-saving magical powers.
Qin Yang's mind was filled with confused sighs, while the people around him had long been stunned by the sudden change.
With their strength, there was no way they could sense the sneak attack from the void in advance. By the time they discovered it, Big Beard had already been killed instantly.
Without waiting for these people to say anything, Qin Yang stepped forward, came to the bearded body, and sighed quietly.
"How did Mr. Hu provoke such a strong man? The other party would be so shameless in making a sneak attack and then running away. Why does it look so weird, like...what is it like?"
Qin Yang said to himself, but an old man next to him who was not very strong added a sentence.
"It's like silence. I've seen similar things before."
"Oh, yes, it does seem to be a silence, but Hu Kuaishou didn't say anything. He seemed to have just asked me to pay compensation... Uh, no, he wouldn't really use so many precious materials to build it in the station.
What is it?" Qin Yang looked stunned.
Turning to look at the other quicksand bandits, Qin Yang sighed.
"My condolences, everyone. However, I always keep my word. Hu Kuaishou hasn't finished what he said just now. Please tell me. If there are really so many treasures that you use to pave the floor, then I will admit it.
As long as you can tell me something, I'll accept it."
As soon as these words came out, no one among the remaining quicksand thieves spoke. They didn't know about the secret room at all. Naturally, they thought it was their boss who was taking advantage of the opportunity to blackmail people.
Now that their boss is dead, none of them dare to talk nonsense.
Listening to Qin Yang's words at this moment, everyone felt a chill down their spines, and a great fear rose in their hearts.
You just said that the boss was silenced, and you also mentioned what the boss was saying just now, and now you are asking us to say it, who of us dares to say it?
Who dares to try and see if they will be silenced again after they say something?
A bunch of people didn't dare to implicate Qin Yang in Big Beard's death. All of them had been evil for so long and had long been accustomed to using the most vicious thoughts to speculate on anyone.
From the beginning, they felt that no one would be so stupid as to take the initiative to give money to others, and whether this person had some conspiracy.
Now that the boss died in front of them, everyone didn't dare to say anything, and they were wondering in their hearts whether the strong man who made the sneak attack was Qin Yang.
When the boss started blackmailing people, Qin Yang became angry and killed their boss in public to show his authority.
A group of robbers, big and thick, with sinister faces, all hunched their necks at this moment, like a group of primary school students being suppressed by the dean, their heads shaking like rattles.
"We have never seen what the boss said."
"Yeah, I've never heard of it."
"If there really are so many treasures, why should we go to the Dead Sea to fight for our lives?"
Among the group of people, there was only one person. His face was pale, as if he had been painted with powder, and cold sweat was dripping from his temples, spreading fear. However, he still forced an ugly smile on his mouth, his voice trembled, and he tried his best to deny it.
"I've never heard of big guys blackmailing people, but we Quicksand Bandits don't do this kind of thing. We just destroyed the station and left nothing precious in the station."
When the bearded man hugged his lap, when doing these things, he couldn't do everything himself, there had to be someone to help him with the work. At first, he thought this was a good thing. When things were done, he could also be the one behind him.
Show your face, sir.
Now, he wished he had forgotten everything and knew nothing like everyone else.
Qin Yang naturally noticed this guy whose fear could not be concealed. After paying close attention to him, he said nothing and did not pay special attention to him.
"Since Chief Hu wants to take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail you, and no one knows about it, forget it. After all, death is the most important thing, so I won't argue with him. I will also compensate you according to the price of your station."
When he walked to Big Beard's body, Qin Yang did not dislike the bloody corpse. He leaned down and took action himself, closed the two halves of the body, threw out a coffin, and put Big Beard's body inside.
"The same goes for Leader Hu. I don't know why he offended such strong men, and now he is dead for no apparent reason. Doesn't he know that honesty is the basis? Not everyone is as easy to talk to as me."
People who heard this had different expressions. Even the people in the Quicksand Pirates were suspicious that they had changed their development path. The boss might still have some old habits that are hard to change. This time, the bad habit broke out again. The strong man pointed out that
Maybe he is also guilty of this.
After the death of the boss, few people in the Quicksand Bandits mentioned Big Beard's sadness. What they were grieving about was only what they should do next.
The reputation that Quicksand Pirates has not yet established is now ruined, and it will definitely be a mess in the future due to the competition for the new boss.
"Hu Kuaishou is also a number one figure after all. After I finish this matter, I will help him restore his appearance and bury him. What do you think?"
"Thank you, Shopkeeper Qin."
"Thank you, shopkeeper Qin."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yang felt sad for the bearded man. How did he usually behave, and why did he leave the tea so quickly?
After putting away the coffin, Qin Yang was still waiting for the people sent by the man with the snake seal to take action.
It's a pity that no one took action.
They sent people to silence him, but they didn't take the opportunity to kill him? This guy must be sick.
If you think about it from another person's perspective, if you were targeted like this and did bad things everywhere, you would definitely not be able to bear it anymore.
Continue to stay where you are, dealing with the aftermath of the compensation. There are not many people behind, it's just a small amount of money, Qin Yang generously compensated them all.
Of the people who came one after another, few needed compensation.
In the end, only a young boy with a rather timid expression was left.
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In the void, it was dark and gloomy, with only some skylight emerging from nowhere, illuminating the place as bright as dawn.
A black figure silently shuttled through the void. Behind him, a thousand-foot-long machine bug stared at the serious face of a puppet master. It swam in the void and followed closely behind. The speed was not slower than the opponent at all.
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The machine bug opened its mouth and spat out, dozens of destruction balls turned into streams of light and flew out, blasting out a large area of destruction in the void. The black shadow was blocked, but the machine bug did not shy away, opened its body, and enveloped the black shadow.
He got up and rushed directly into the place of destruction.
The purest destructive power floated in the void. After a while, only the machine bug emerged from it intact, and everything else was completely destroyed.
The puppet master returned to his human form, and the serious expression on his face returned to the weird smile again.
He scratched his head, sparks flying.
"It's broken. I forgot to leave the body again."
I finally had a mission, but I didn't complete it.
After thinking about it, the puppeteer went back to the place of destruction that had not yet subsided, trying to search inside to see if he could find any debris or something like that.
However, he didn't notice that just as he was getting into the destruction zone, a shadow appeared in place.
The puppet master didn't notice that the other party had already used his magical power to hide in the puppet master's blind spot the moment he was wrapped in it.
The blind spot is the huge size of the Puppet Master itself, and it is the only place here that will not be destroyed.
The existence of anything will occupy space itself. Practitioners of the Void Sutra will derive many magical powers. There is one kind of magical power that can be hidden in a space, regardless of whether the space is occupied or not.
The shadow turned towards the direction from which it had escaped, and turned back silently.
After a while, the puppet master, who was quite annoyed, rushed out of the destruction zone and returned to the way he came.
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"Just tell me how much you have lost."
"Actually...it's actually less than the value of a second-grade spiritual stone..." The young man seemed a little afraid, and looked at him as if he was in a pinch. Now he really felt that this loss was very big for him.
No one came to settle the claim later, so he couldn't help but step forward.
"Take this." Qin Yang didn't hesitate and gave the other party a second-grade spirit stone. He was not born with money. He was the most rubbish spirit stone in the past.
Not even willing to use it.
The young man lowered his head and got the spirit stone.
However, at this moment, Qin Yang's heart suddenly beat violently, and an inexplicable sense of crisis came to his mind.
Everything around him was distorted, and the world seemed to turn into a ball of colorful paste, and his feelings towards those around him also disappeared.
Qin Yang's thoughts changed and he immediately understood that this was not a distortion of the world, but that his five senses were distorted, and even the induction of his soul was distorted and changed.
Only the physical instinct and physical induction were still there, but he was no longer where he was.
Closing his eyes, in this world that has lost its sound and light, his physical senses can confirm that the young man is still standing in front of him, and both of them seem to be frozen here.
The young man who originally had a lively atmosphere has now turned gray, his eyes are cloudy, his temperament is gloomy and old, and he looks like an old man who is about to die.
He drooped his eyelids and squeezed the seal with one hand. The surroundings had turned into a void. Within a few feet of his body, his senses were deprived and the space seemed to be frozen.
However, his body was still trembling slightly, blood had begun to ooze from the surface of his skin, the original aura of old age had become stronger, and the aura of death had even appeared on his body.
He never expected that it would be so laborious to stabilize Qin Yang. He tried his best, but still struggled, as if he was trying to knock a mountain with his own strength.
As Qin Yang's body turned into a dark black solid stone, the cracks on the old man's body suddenly exploded, and blood burst out from the dense cracks. His breath and vitality were constantly passing away.
A Dao Palace monk, even a Dao Palace that is about to die, or even a relatively weak Dao Palace, can't compete with a Shenmen monk despite exhaustion and explosion.
The old man opened his eyes angrily, and the pupils of his cloudy eyes were completely blurred. Two lines of blood and tears fell down, and he roared.
"It's now."
In the void, a black thread, like falling hair, fell silently and headed towards Qin Yang's head.
At this moment, the figure of the puppet master suddenly appeared above, blocking the black line with his body with a cold expression.
"Forget about other things, why can't you still be unclear about whether to kill someone or not?"
The black thread came into contact with the puppeteer, making a sharp friction sound, and the spiritual light shot out. The silk thread could not leave any trace on the puppeteer's body.
The puppeteer pulled the black thread, and a shadow suddenly appeared in the void. The thread was part of the shadow.
He and the black shadow were torn together, only to see those black threads like sharp blades suddenly hardened into softness, and together with the shadow, they were entangled into a black ball in the void.
After the black ball condensed, it shrank inward and then immediately expanded, with the puppet master's insect form vaguely visible inside.
When both sides reached a stalemate, another accident occurred.
On the hilltop ten miles away from Qin Yang's stall, an old man with a solemn face and a cultivation level no higher than the Lingtai sat cross-legged. He solemnly took out a wooden box and opened it. Inside was a seven-inch weapon.
A long flying sword.
The old man sprayed a mouthful of blood on the flying sword and bowed solemnly.
"It takes a thousand years to sharpen a sword, but the frost blade has never been tested. A thousand years of practice, in exchange for your life, you should be satisfied."
The light of the flying sword was restrained, soaring into the sky, but there was no aura at all. It was soundless and turned into a powerful arrow, soaring away without any failure or leakage.
In just one or two breaths, everything changes in an instant.
In the place where Qin Yang set up a stall, in the eyes of others, Qin Yang lowered his head and handed the young man a spiritual stone. The young man also lowered his head, as if he was listening to some instructions. No one noticed anything strange, and no one went there.
Notice.
Because their attention is drawn to something else.
Under the earth, rocks and sand were unearthed, and a huge bone claw protruded from the earth, followed by a huge skull head.
On the shoulders of the huge skeleton stood a skeleton wearing a large cloak and whose death energy was as vast as the sea.
However, before the huge skeleton emerged from the ground, the Bone King stood on the shoulders of the huge skeleton. His body did not move, but his head suddenly turned behind him, and the faint blue flames swaying gently in his eyes bloomed with terrifying power of thought.
Ripples spread out layer by layer in the air, and in the space in front of the Bone King, a flying sword that seemed to have no power at all appeared out of thin air.
The flying sword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its speed of flight was getting slower and slower. On the ordinary flying sword, a trace of aura began to emerge. At the tip of the sword, the sharp energy soaring into the sky was compressed at one point, and broke through again.
The bone-opening king's thoughts move forward.
The Bone King slowly twisted back and stood there motionless, relying solely on his thoughts to resist the flying sword. However, he spoke slowly in a cold tone without any emotion, and the sound spread bit by bit.
Come on.
"Hypocritical bald donkey! In addition to sneak attacks, do you have any other tricks?"
The sound waves dissipated, and the terrifying power on the flying sword bloomed. The blue light blooming in the Bone King's eye sockets has turned into ripples and dispersed.
Wherever the ripples pass, everything is forcibly frozen, and the dissipated aftermath sweeps across, knocking out living beings on the spot even if they are dozens of miles apart.
Feijian moved forward bit by bit and came to the Bone King.
One hand of the Bone King stretched out from under his broad cloak, grabbed the flying sword, and suddenly exerted force.
With a click, the flying sword shattered into powder, and all the power within it was forcibly crushed.
"You can be proud of yourself if I can help you."
The bone king's empty eyes glanced at the old man who fell to the ground dead more than ten miles away. Then he glanced at the sky in the distance and saw that the sky in the distance seemed to have collapsed, and an old monk fell out from there.
"The Lunzhuan Temple is really inferior to each other. Now it even needs help from outsiders. It is really useless, old bald donkey. I am here alone today. No one will come to help. Come on, I will give you a hand."
The old monk in the sky shook his head and smiled bitterly. After landing on the ground, he nodded slightly and saluted.
"The Bone King has misunderstood. The old monk really doesn't know this person. Furthermore, this person is not trying to assassinate the Bone King..."
The Bone King turned his head and glanced at Qin Yang behind him. The fire in his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he suddenly understood that he was trying to assassinate Qin Yang.
He felt a murderous intention coming, purely because he suddenly appeared and stood between the two.
After he understood it in his heart, the Bone King sneered.
"You guys are hypocritical. If you still don't admit it, you should have been here a long time ago, but you are watching with cold eyes. Aren't you afraid that I will come to Qin Yang personally? If Qin Yang dies, I will naturally have no chance to take it.
It’s time for Hanbao’s essence and blood.
To say that your generation is not as good as the previous generation is to praise you. Your previous generation, Dazong, was still a figure, but this generation is a bunch of useless villains."
The old monk was sprayed, but he just drooped his eyelids and shook his head with a wry smile.
"The Bone King has indeed misunderstood."
"If you don't want to die, get out."
The old monk opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, glanced at Qin Yang who was still frozen there, and sighed secretly. His purpose was naturally the same as that of the Bone King, but they were for the Xuanhuang Qi. If possible, they would not let him
It is naturally the best to get the Drought Demon's essence and blood through the corpse bone veins.
But now, he didn't want to say anything.
Moreover, he really couldn't beat the Bone King, and the Bone King really dared to kill him here.
The old monk looked at Qin Yang, stood with one hand on his chest, and nodded slightly.
"There is some misunderstanding this time. I will explain it to Mr. Qin another day."
The old monk's figure disappeared.
Qin Yang still had no reaction.
The power he erupted has exceeded the limit of the old man's ability to immobilize him. He erupted with the power stored in Haiyan. If the old man wanted to immobilize him, he had to erupt accordingly.
But in the whole world, unless they have practiced a special method, have incredibly long Qi veins, or have a realm much higher than Qin Yang, no one in the world can compete with Qin Yang like this.
Suddenly, all the sparkle in the old man's eyes disappeared, his vitality was exhausted, and he died of exhaustion.
Qin Yang opened his eyes and returned to the place where he originally stood.
The young man in front of him seemed to have spent his whole life in an instant, turning into an old man and falling on his back with a face full of unwillingness.
In the void, the aura of the puppet master, who was entangled in black threads, began to become violent, and the serious face with decals slowly turned into a furious expression.
A layer of flames burned on his body, and the void was burned and distorted. The black lines were forcibly broken, and countless cracks appeared in the void.
With a bang, all the black threads shattered and fled in all directions.
The puppet master's decaled face slowly returned to seriousness, and then slowly returned to a stiff smile.
"Failed again..."
The puppet master resumed his flesh and blood disguise, looking rather listless.
He escaped from the void and stood behind Qin Yang, sulking without saying a word. The pride he had felt in seeing through the opponent's golden cicada trick of escaping from his shell and performing the trick to deceive the opponent was gone.
Qin Yang patted the puppet master on the shoulder.
"That's it."
The goal has been achieved. The purpose in his plan was just to attract people to take action against him and kill someone who knew some core secrets to see if they could figure it out.
After all, when you are about to die, there is a high chance that the things you miss most will be discovered.
Qin Yang was already very satisfied with the bearded man alone.
I got an unexpected extra harvest and am already very satisfied.
The Puppet Master has unparalleled defense, but he is not good at dealing with enemies that hardly require physical combat. Qin Yang did not expect him to be able to defeat them at all.
After all, I had never expected that the Snake Seal Man would send the successor of the Void Scripture to fuck him.
It seemed that this time he really made the other party so angry that he exploded on the spot.
It was predicted that two people from the other side would take action, one to contain the puppet master and one to kill him, but he did not expect that three people from the other side would take action.
However, even if there are three, he still has a lot of trump cards that he can't use, so he's really not afraid.
He knew it in his heart, but it was also true that the Bone King suddenly appeared and blocked a shot.
"Mo Yang, go pick up the body and take it back for inspection." After giving the order, Qin Yang stepped forward to the Bone King.
"My dear Qin Yang, thank you King Bone for your help."
"No need to be polite, it's just the right time." The Bone King's voice was cold and cold, not like a human voice. He seemed cold and emotionless. His aura of death, even though it was completely restrained, still made Qin Yang feel frightened.
There was also a fleeting thought, could this guy touch the corpse...
Of course, the moment this thought flashed through his mind, he was killed by Qin Yang.
"The Bone King is very polite. I know your intention. The identity of the guest at the ghost auction depends entirely on whether the guest keeps it secret. If the guest keeps it secret, I don't know who the other party is. However, although I don't know who the other party is,
But you can try to contact the other party and ask if the other party intends to sell Hanbao's essence and blood."
"This is just a trivial matter. If it is convenient, just ask Captain Qin to inquire on your behalf. The essence and blood of the Han Demon are the most precious treasure to the corpse's bone veins. If the other party is willing to take action and needs anything, just ask."
After the Bone King finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and looked around at the trembling melon-eaters who didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The tone of speaking has changed a bit.
"That's it for the time being. I'm here to see you this time. I have a question and I need to ask you for advice."
Qin Yang's heart trembled.
Hanbao's essence and blood is a trivial matter, but asking a few questions has become a big deal. He also used the polite word "asking for advice". It's not simple. He didn't dare to answer it.
"King Bone is so polite. You are a senior. Why don't you ask for advice? If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I definitely know everything and can tell you everything. But I am still young and don't know much.
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"It doesn't matter, someone told me that a man named Qin Yang can answer my questions. You are the most famous person named Qin Yang that I know. You can definitely answer my questions!" said the Bone King!
Unswerving, sonorous and powerful, just like speaking the truth.
Qin Yang's head was full of questions, and he was flipping through his notebook quickly to see which bastard was trying to harm me.