Chapter 394 Cut the grass and eradicate

"The shape of the bones, the plundering of the essence, at least the poisonous and strange magic power!"

There were three people sitting in the side hall, each with a dignified face. Among them, a big man, with a burly figure, a beard, and his hair was slightly red. He wore a white linen robe. He was full of essence, and a faint red light appeared on the top of his head. He hung behind his head, and his hands and feet were very sacred. Obviously, he was the "king city altar" in Dongyi. Don't chase the wind. The other two were facing each other. One was wearing a red robe with a gloomy face. There was a pair of white jade bows on the table. It was cold and cold. One was a thin old man with a small medicine box under his feet and a white goatee. At present, he was like a mung bean, but it was shining.

In addition, there are 20 or 30 men in white robes around the hall, one holding carved bows, such as facing the enemy, walking around the yard, or hiding in the high places around the hall, taking pictures in every shadow.

"Junm, who on earth hurt you? I remember that you took the vulture away when it was dark yesterday. How did you look like this in just one night? Is it true that in this place of Dongyi, which other sect dares to attack my disciples in the palace? Mo Zhuifeng's eyes flashed with anger. Although he had tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, he could still clearly feel the hatred of the Lord of the altar, "Lao Qin, what's going on? Can you see some eyebrows?"

"It should be the magic power. I can't tell which one it comes from, but now that I'm awake, it's a life-saving! It's just that the knife in his body is fierce and cunning. As soon as he encounters external force, he immediately hides into the bone marrow ointment. With my ability, I want to rely only on the power of the curse, but I'm afraid I can't catch it. You can only ask someone to send Junmu back to the mountain as soon as possible and ask the mountain master to take action in person. Otherwise, there will be more than one thing, and it must be a dead end.

It turned out that in the first battle last night, Wang Junmo used the palace to escape method, endured the severe pain, rushed to the sky, and was burdened by the Jinwu Mountain vulture hovering in the sky. He wanted to rush back to Chiwu Mountain without sleep, but he didn't expect that the seven-killing blood knife that Wang Chan deliberately left in his body suddenly broke out, plundering the essence and blood all the way, let him like He Tun took the wound medicine and urged the mana to resist help. Seeing that there were still more than 100,000 miles away from the mountain gate, if he really wanted to fly back all the way, it must be a mummified corpse.

In desperation, Wang Junmo could only turn around and rush to the royal altar closest to Yunmeng Daze to ask for help.

The altar of Dongyi Wangcheng has always been taken care of by Chiwu Mountain. Wang Junmo is friends with Mo Zhuifeng, the main altar owner of this place. Naturally, he also knows that Qin Baicao, a witch doctor of the "Tianwu Hall" has been secretly searched in the altar of Wangcheng. As long as there is such a person, he will never die.

It must be known that as early as ancient times, the Falling Palace did not exist. The biggest force of Dongyi is actually the "Witch Religion". Its sect inheritance is gloomy and strange, exorcising ghosts and gods, mysterious. If it hadn't been for a great chaos in those years, the years of change, the vicissitudes of life, and the witchcraft religion gradually declining, whether the Falling Palace can dominate Dongyi, perhaps It's still unknown.

And the thin old man who is talking in this hall is Qin Baicao, who is the last line of the witch religion in the world today. It is rumored that he can live and die, with flesh and white bones. He was caught by Mo Zhuifeng Xu Xu Chongli and now he has joined the palace.

At dawn, Wang Junmo fell from the sky. He was found to be like a mummified corpse and broke his legs. Mo Zhuifeng was shocked and immediately called Qin Baicao to stop the bleeding with witchcraft. He also used the secret herbal elixir and applied it internally and externally. This temporarily made Wang Junmo wake up from a coma. Come on.

However, Qin Baicao, with magical power, is not enough to force out the seven-killing blood knife in Wang Junmo's body. He can only be asked to go back to the mountain quickly and ask Sikong Red Flame for treatment.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I'm still alive. I don't pay attention to this little injury." As soon as he woke up, Wang Junmu sneered, "The magic power of Yuan Tu's ancestor was really powerful. The boy was so young that he was so domineering, but he didn't kill me on the spot, which was his biggest mistake! A moment later, Lao Mo, you go back to the mountain with me to meet the mountain master and tell the truth about this matter. In less than three days, I have to pay him back a hundred times of my suffering.

As one of the thirty-six disciples of Chiwu Mountain, if Wang Junmo hadn't been conceited, he would not dare to be alone. He entered Yunmeng Daze and went to negotiate with Jiumoshi, the ancestor of the Jiumo family. He just miscalculated Wang Chan's ability. One of them was killed face to face. Now that he thinks about it, he simply hates Wang Chan to the bone.

As soon as I woke up, I was ready to return to Chiwu Mountain. And it is not difficult to see from what he just said that the matter about Wang Chan is indeed the same as Jiu Moshi's speculation. At least so far, there are only a few people who know it.

Wang Junmou hasn't had time to pass it back. All kinds of words before were just that he used the power of the fox to scare the dove.

"Yuan Tu's ancestor?" Mo Zhuifeng's face changed, and he stood up from his seat with a strong wind: "It turns out that what Junmo said before is true! Yuan Tu's ancestor died in the Yinshan, and this matter has spread all over the world. I don't know how many people coveted its inheritance. As long as you report this matter to the mountain owner, you will make great contributions. At that time, even if you get the advice of the elders in the palace, it is possible. This injury is nothing!"

"Your lord, you are talented. Just because of your bad background, you have been criticized by several other mountain masters. If you can pave the way for this matter and get the inheritance of the ancestor, then I, Chiwu Mountain, will definitely be able to beat the other eight veins. It's not a problem to enter the palace after that. Junmous, you have made a great contribution. At this time, the man in a red robe sitting next to him moved his body and laughed.

"The mountain owner is rich and powerful, and his magic power is vast. He also has an insight into the general trend of the world. Naturally, he should be willing to end his tail! It's just that the Jiumo family has been secretly operating for thousands of years, and its power is not small. If the mountain owner wants to inherit the Yuantu ancestor silently, I'm afraid it's not easy...

While talking, Wang Junmo suddenly grinned, and the knife of the seven-killing blood knife in his body suddenly messed up, and pulled away a lot of blood all over his body. He saw that his eyes were deeply sunken, and he suddenly became haggard.

"Oh, no, I can't delay any longer. I'd better ask people to prepare the spirit bird. I'll wait for a few people to clean up and leave immediately! Junmo, don't worry, this time I took a wind falcon from the mountain, several times faster than the vulture. Now I set out and can rush to the mountain before noon. In order to prevent accidents, you'd better tell me what happened first, which will save you trouble.

This man saw Wang Junmou suffering, and his face was anxious, but his expression in his eyes was full of joy. Obviously, I'm not worried about Wang Junmou's body. I'm just afraid that he still has to hide it now. If he dies halfway, the news will be incomplete.

Wang Junmo secretly cursed in his heart. He and this man were originally old acquaintances. They were all one of the thirty-six heavens in Chiwu Mountain. However, this man's name was Helian City, and his qualification was older than him. He was born in the Helian family in the king's city of Dongyi. He worshipped the armor under the middle gate of Chiwu Mountain and practiced the "Tianshuang arrow formula" of the secret of the palace. , good at making a cloud sea jade bow, archery magic, unpredictable, and his own Jiuyao arrow are exactly two extremes.

And the Helian family is also a number of Dongyi Wangcheng, which has lasted for more than 3,000 years and is still a long-lasting high school. The children of the clan, according to their qualifications, worship under the major sects of Dongyi. This Helian city has excellent talent, and there are other opportunities when he was a teenager. He has been favored by Sikong Red Flame early. It's just that his surname is sinister, and he can't see that Wang Junmou became famous when he is young. Therefore, in normal times, the two sides don't have much contact.

I didn't want to meet today.

"You don't have to worry about this. I have to be treated by Mr. Qin, and I'm much better. In order to prevent changes, Mr. Qin will follow me when I go back this time. What's more, it's a big deal. For the specific situation, the mountain owner still needs to make up his mind. We disciples don't know much about it. And this matter needs to be extremely confidential. Please be careful and don't let other mountain owners know, otherwise the mountain owner will blame you and no one can explain it.

The palace is high above, and the nine Jinwu Mountains under the door are like the nine sects of the same door. Although they are not enemies, they are also complete opponents. The competition between each other is fierce. If there is something to do, there are also many people who secretly dismantle the stage. So I have to guard against it.

"This is natural!" When He Liancheng heard the words, his face became more and more gloomy. However, Wang Junmo had something to say, but he could not resist more. He had to chase the wind with Mo, and Qin Baicao nodded together.

"The wind-chasing falcon is in the spirit bird pavilion in the back of the palace. In the morning, I have sent people to feed two green cows and drink ginseng soup. Everything is ready and ready to leave at any time."

Mo Zhuifeng nodded and roared. The door ordered him to go down. Suddenly, inside and outside the altar, the shadows shook, and many people began to prepare for it.

When the three of them went out together and asked someone to carry Wang Junmo to the back of the hall together on a stretcher, they saw a golden-crowned eagle falcon squatting on a high platform in the courtyard with wings. The breath was strong, which was bigger than Wang Junmo's vulture, enough to let the four people ride together.

"Quick, fast, untie the spirit bird, and let's go now!" Heliancheng's eyes were gloomy, and he swept Wang Junmou, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden long sound, and the wind-chasing falcon on the high platform suddenly opened its wings. The dust in the courtyard was everywhere, and the sharp eyes looked all the way to the zenith. Then only a long roar was heard, which shocked in all directions, and a white light fell from the sky.

"Hou Moshi, but here?" Above the sky and in the clouds, Wang Chan stood on a huge building boat. His eyes were like electricity, through the clouds and fog, and looked at a mountain under his feet from a distance. Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing and the half-dead Jiu Moshi stood beside him.

The ancestors of the Jiumo family inherited a few magical power of the Yuantu ancestors. Although they are not as good as the skills of soldiers, they can sacrifice powerful and unparalleled armored mythical beasts, but they have also learned some of the ability to practice puppet magic weapons in the Beidou Heavenly Palace. They have been learned to use it for generations, and the method of refining. On the contrary, it is also the best among the Dongyi ethnic groups.

The mountain-moving cloud boat that Wang Chan and others are now riding is also a treasure created by Jiumoshi himself. It is like a warship building ship. It is thousands of feet long and a hundred feet wide. It is popular in the clouds. It is like a ship sailing in the water. No matter how luxurious the forbidden array inside and outside, several floors are, how luxurious there are many offensive and defensive battles. Prepare, only this cloud boat can fly quickly with a very little mana. It is said to travel tens of thousands of miles, and the internal space is huge, which can carry giants and transport soldiers. This alone is worthy of the name of moving mountains and cloud boats.

Over the ages, the Jiumo family has only used this to pay tribute to the Daxia Dynasty and assemble the army, so that it has been able to join the ranks of the top families, which can't be despised.

Not long after Wang Junmo left, Xiaoqing prepared the mountain cloud boat and came all the way to the king's city, which was not much slower than the spiritual birds in the palace. Now when he arrived at the ground and asked where he was, Wang Chan looked down and saw the people shaking below. Wang Junmo was carried out. Suddenly, he roared and jumped off the cloud boat. Without saying a word, he rushed down.

"Who is it? How dare you go to the altar to fool around?

At this time, Qin Baicao followed Wang Junmo closely. When he heard the sound, he saw the muscles on his face ** and saw a bone white light suddenly falling from the clouds from the clouds, white and cold air. Behind him, there was a white light, a green light, and a black gas pouring down. It was fierce, and he was suddenly shocked and angry. Immediately, he recited the witch spell in his mouth, took out a yellow gourd from the traditional Chinese medicine box, and patted it gently. Suddenly, the gourd's mouth opened wide, and a large group of earth-yellow clouds emerged from the inside.

In the clouds, Venus flashes, and it can be faintly recognized that there are many small flying insects that can't be counted. They are buzzing, flying around, moving all over the world, rolling up.

In the distance, as soon as he saw the yellow clouds rolling and flying, Wang Chan smelled a strong earthy smell in his nose. The breath entered the body, and he immediately sank between his lungs, as if he had inhaled a large amount of dust. With a little thought, I recognized it as the witchcraft in the Tianwu Hall of Baiman Mountain in Dongyi Miaojiang, which was called "Wu Tu Fei Loushi".

Among them, the little flashing Venus in the yellow clouds is the earth locust, which is born from the sky and the earth, and specializes in sucking the qi of the earth. Because once it is formed, it will live and reproduce in groups. Often within a few years, it can swallow and eat all the qi of the veins of thousands of miles, making the red land thousands of miles into a poor mountain and evil water, so the experience It has been taboo for generations. The Heavenly Witch Temple inherits the witchcraft and cultivates this thing into flying insects. It is usually raised in the essence of the earth. As soon as it takes action, it will roll the world, and any flying sword can be strangled. As long as you get close to your body and be bitten by one, you can eat it all in a blink of an eye, which is the most vicious.

And the essence of the earth is originally transformed by the vitality of the earth vein. Although it is a yellow cloud, it is as heavy as a mountain on the body. Ordinary monks, as long as they are attached to the body by this essence, they will be immediately crushed to break their bones. General magic weapons can't be restrained at all. Only the sun's real fire, the five elements of thunder and other limited magic power can be defeated.

As soon as Wang Chan rushed down, he was like electricity, but in an instant, he bumped into the yellow clouds all over the sky. He immediately felt that he sank outside. His whole body was like passing through the ground, and the pressure doubled. Then countless small locusts rushed to the front and wrapped him tightly. He was immediately angry and immediately bulged. Taiyin Zhenqi in the body penetrates the pores, freezing all the flying locusts outside the body as stiff as iron and falling like rain. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and broke out with thirty-six seven knives in a row. The blood rolled, practiced into a piece, and rushed into the depths of the yellow clouds under his body.

Ah! The seven-killing knives were intertwined into a net and rushed into the strangulation all the way. When he heard the yellow clouds, a scream came. Wang Chan took the green evil gourd on his waist in his hand again, and fell down the green evil spirit that the wooden demon mother painstakingly practiced. Suddenly, the ghost spirit was huge, and the blue light phosphorus fire overflowed and burned, which was annihilated at the same time as the earth spirit of the sky.

When I looked at it again, I only saw Qin Baicao, a thin and dry witch doctor on the back of the palace. He had been dismembered several places and died on the spot.

He is a witch doctor. He usually only treats people. Although there are witches with him, he can't become a yuan god and his magic power. Naturally, he can't stop Wang Chan from killing the sky with a seven-killing blood knife.

Wang Chan's group came fiercely and did not show mercy. As soon as they rushed down from the clouds, they didn't chase the wind. Wang Junmo and Heliancheng were about to take action, but they only heard screams in their ears. They were shocked and saw the blood rolling and hidden into the void. Not only was the first Qin Baicao's corpse on the ground, but also dozens of front and back of the hall. The disciples of the altar were swept around by the blood light, and all of them were killed and became mummified corpses.

Suddenly, there were only three of them left on the altar.

"Is it you? How did you catch up...?" As soon as Wang Chan fell to the ground, the big gun was spread. Wang Junmo, who was lying on the stretcher, recognized Wang Chan at a glance. He shouted at a glance. He was not good. Just as he was about to open his bow and arrows and resist desperately, he was shot by Wang Chan, crossed the space of a hundred feet, directly poked his forehead and eyebrows, and blew his head into pieces.

Plop and fall to the ground!!

"How is it possible?" Seeing with his own eyes, Qin Baicao and Wang Junmo were killed in an instant, and there was no room to fight back. Helian City was immediately shocked by the dead. Although he had cultivated into a shen and started earlier, his cultivation alone was not much better than Wang Junmo. Now when he saw Wang Chan's fierce power, he immediately knew that it was not good. He knew that Wang Chan was nine out of ten. It is the descendant of the Yuantu ancestor.

Immediately, he shouted loudly, and the cloud sea jade bow in his hand trembled. The bow string buzzed, popped out bursts of cold fog, and filled the front of him. At the same time, the man retreated and roared. The spirit bird chasing the wind falcon that first noticed the arrival of the mountain cloud boat on the high platform had flapped its wings and flew up, as long as he went up again and landed on the back of the bird. With the speed of this bird, you don't have to worry about escaping.

"Looking for death!" Wang Chan's eyebrows narrowed, fell to the ground, and rushed forward. He didn't look at the deep cold fog in front of him, and only rushed all the way. His body was full of Taiyin Zhenqi, from yin to cold. He didn't pay attention to the Tianshuang arrow secret of Helian City at all. As soon as a little cold air approached his body, he was immediately swallowed up by Taiyin qi and was full of himself.

(to be continued)