Chapter 450 The World of Shushan

"I'm an extraterritorial demon!" Qin Hui was slightly surprised, but as soon as she raised her hand, she pulled out her sword and stabbed the real Haotian mirror with long eyebrows.

"Ding!" The tip of Qin Hui's sword was right in the mirror of Haotian Mirror. With the sound of Ding, Haotian Mirror was blown out by Qin Hui and turned into an arc and flew back into the hands of the long-browed real person.

"Long eyebrows are the same as me, and they are also the middle and late stages of Luo Tianshangxian!" Qin Hui probably estimated the strength of the long-browed real person under a fight, but at this time, other people's attacks also came.

"Da Luo Tianshou!" The old monk pushed forward with his palms, and two golden giant prints turned into huge palms and patted Qin Hui.

Qin Hui didn't want to stand the sword in front of him, and the mind on his body kept surrounding it, turning into layers of boundaries.

"Boom!" Qin Hui's body retreated a few steps in a row, among which the Sun and Moon Golden Wheel of Master Arc Moon and the Flying Fairy Sword of Qingchengzi also hit Qin Hui's protective boundary at the same time, making Qin Hui's body shake the corners of his mouth and overflow with blood.

"The strength of the old monk has just entered the middle of Luo Tianxian, and Master Arc Moon is the same. I will kill these two people alone, but this long eyebrows and blood demon are at the same level as me. No, I can't beat it. I have to go!"

Although Qin Hui's mouth is bleeding, the injury is not serious. Although everyone is in the middle of the SS level, there are also upper, middle and lower levels in this same realm. Qin Hui is conceited that she will not lose to anyone here if she fights alone, but no one will fight alone with Qin Hui now.

"Haotian has a mirror, and righteousness lasts forever!" The long-browed real Haotian mirror flew out again. This time, the mirror emitted a dazzling white light, and the mountains, rivers, plants, flying fish, birds and beasts were all in it.

"Inextreme blood array, blood waves are surging!" Youquan Demon King was suddenly surrounded by blood-red blood, and then turned into a huge face and rushed to Qin Hui.

"This battle is unfavorable to me. Let's go first!" The sword in Qin Hui's hand waved out repeatedly, cutting at Haotian Mirror and Blood Array while rushing towards the barrier.

"Let's take action, everyone. The devil is rushing in!" The second yuan god suddenly appeared behind the long-browed real person. Although the second yuan god who appeared was the same as the long eyebrow, he was a hundred feet tall. He flew up and grabbed the Haotianjing and went to Qin Hui.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, son of blood!" The blood waves all over the sky combined with the Youquan Demon King and turned into a giant composed of blood and water to punch out.

"Sun and moon golden wheel, sun and moon together!" Two wheels, one gold and one silver, buzzing and flying towards Qin Hui.

"Please, Daluo!" The old monk's palms were cross-legged, and an angry shadow appeared behind him and strode with a magic pestle.

Qin Hui heard the roar of several people and looked up, and the last action was to avoid the key point with a sword.

"Boom..." One after another attacks continued to hit Qin Hui's body. Qin Hui's Hulk potion continued to repair Qin Hui's injury, but in the end, Qin Hui still only felt black in front of her eyes and her body crashed into the Shushan world.

"After the explosion, did any of you see that the demon died!" Master Arc Yue visited for a week and found that there was no trace of Qin Hui, so he couldn't help asking softly.

"Haotian Mirror!" White light emitted from the treasure mirror of the long-browed real person, and these white lights kept searching outside the void to find the trace of Qin Hui.

"It should be dead. This boundary between heaven and earth can never be entered. I don't believe that the demon can come in directly that day, so there is no reason for us to attack together!" Qingchengzi thought for a moment and nodded. After all, there are many people on his side, and even people outside the sky can't resist this demon.

"Since the demon is dead, I will not accompany you!" As soon as the Youquan Demon King's robe was put on, he swept the blood waves and flew to his own Youquan Demon Palace.

"I recently received a new disciple, and I should go back and have a look now!" After thinking about it, Master Arcyue nodded to the long-browed real person and also went to Kunlun Mountain.

"There are many disasters between heaven and earth. Today, I saw that the power of this Youquan Demon King is still above us." The old monk shook his head with a sigh, announced a Buddha's name to the long-browed real person and Qingchengzi, and said, "Real person, this secluded spring will take action against me sooner or later, and the old man will go back to retreat and study hard!"

"One disaster, one disaster. Heaven is impermanent, and only those who are detached can compete with the world!" Qingchengzi looked at the direction of everyone leaving and drove towards Qingcheng Mountain.

Shushan..... Two hundred years later.....

"Dong Dong Da, Dong Dong Da..."

A small mountain village* sings and dances, and the sound of horns keeps ticking. Among these people, a black coffin was carried by eight strong men and went to the temple outside the small mountain village.

"The mountain god is back home!..... cheng cheng..." There were at least one or two hundred people in the crowd. These people followed the coffin, knocked on the gongs and drums in their hands at every step, and went to their mountain village under the jumping movements of the people in front of them.

This small mountain village is called Fengqi Village. There are only hundreds of people in the village, all of whom are simple people. Today is the big day of Fengqi Village, because the mountain god worshipped in the village will be relocated to the village.

"Grandpa village head, is this mountain god awesome?" A group of children followed the coffin with sacrifices, but the children did not know why everyone was so happy.

Listening to the child's words, the old village head touched the beard on his chin and smiled, "The mountain god fell from the sky 200 years ago. The temple we originally built for the mountain god was on the mountain, but recently there were always people in the village who died without reason, so they planned to move the mountain god back to the village temple and wanted to rely on the mountain god. The divine power suppresses the group of evil spirits!"

This Fengqi Village has a long history, and 200 years ago, a meteor suddenly fell and hit the mountain. The next day, when the villagers went up the mountain to check, they found that a peak had been flattened, and the mountain god was also found by everyone for the first time.

The mountain god was placed in the temple on the mountain by the villagers at that time. From then on, whether it was the attack of wolves or the spirits in the mountains, as long as the villagers could escape into the mountain temple, neither the beasts in the mountains nor those who became spirits dare to take a step forward.

Two hundred years have passed in this flash. Two hundred years, Zhongshan God is still lifelike, and the years are of no use at all. This strange scene attracts villagers to sacrifice every year. The best things in the village must be sent to the temple for sacrifices, and then the families will keep them for their own use.

"Woo-woo..." Just as everyone was blowing and beating forward, a strange black wind hung up and blew the villagers upside down.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. We are accompanied by the mountain god, and even if we have evil spirits, we dare not come here at all!" Looking at the people who were jumped by the black wind, the old village head said carelessly with a lantern in his hand.

Since ancient times, it has been easier to go down the mountain, and now people still carry coffins. The villagers who originally went out early in the morning still couldn't get out of the mountains until the evening.

You should know that today's world is not peaceful. In addition to the monsters in the mountains, many lonely ghosts have also appeared one after another. If it hadn't been for the mountain temple in Fengqi Village, this small village would have moved to other places long ago.

"Yes! What are we afraid of when we are next to the mountain god!" Everyone forgot their fear when they thought about it. After all, the power of the mountain god has been deeply rooted in people's hearts for the past 200 years.

The team moved forward again, and everyone carried the dark coffins and blew forward, which scared everyone to jump. No one took it seriously anymore.

But it backfired. The more people walked, the wind and sand in front of them became bigger. I don't know when the moon in the sky was covered, and the team couldn't even see the road ahead.

"Hee, where are you going! Don't go, okay? Stay and play with me!"

Just as everyone was holding the lantern and moving forward carefully, suddenly a child-like voice suddenly sounded and came from all directions.

"Who, who is talking!" The villagers were so scared that they shrank into a ball and surrounded the coffin. However, the old village head came out with a plough stick in one hand and a lantern in the other.

"Grandpa, will you stay with me? I'm so lonely living here alone!"

The dark clouds in the sky were penetrated by the moonlight, and the white moonlight scattered on the ground, and a child in a red belly pocket appeared in front of the team.

The child looked eight or nine years old, and his face was full of pimples and absces that made people's scalp numb. A tongue stretched out of his mouth as he spoke and extended to the ground.

Looking at the child's appearance, the people turned pale with fear and huddled around the coffin, because the child did not look like a human. Coupled with the tongue extending to the ground, no matter how stupid everyone is, they know that they have encountered unclean things.

"There are so many of you! Let's play with me. I'm so lonely!"

The child wore a braid and went to the team while shaking his tongue. The old village head couldn't help but take a few steps back.