Tales of Herding Gods - 161. Chapter 160

Qin Mu is well aware of the blind man’s mind and eyes ability, and he has long been familiar with it. Although the blind man can’t see, he “sees” more things than others.

He stood up and looked from a distance. There were golden rays of light around the mountain peak, spinning around the mountain peak.

The green cow ran with all strength, getting closer and closer to the mountain. After a while, the rays of light became thicker and thicker, and it was like a streamer around the mountain, shuttled back and forth, enclosing the mountain. .

When I got closer, I saw that there were many more things in those golden lights. That was the magical power of the Witch King. Some golden lights had a machete hidden in them, some golden lights had a golden man, and some golden lights. There is a golden dragon tumbling in it.

The witch king’s strength is amazing. Only when he has cultivated to the realm of heaven and man can he be called the witch king, but the Loulan Golden Palace is a holy land outside the Great Wall after all. The leader-level existence of the realm is magnificent.

The green cow rushed, only ten miles away from the mountain. Qin Mu looked again and saw the octagonal octagonal east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest of the mountain, and there was a Witch King in the sky.

The head of the Witch King Bird in the east is holding a round mirror. The mirror is weird. There are twelve white bones that grow out of the mirror. He holds it in his hand, and a golden light shines from the mirror.

The head of the Witch King Leopard in the west, holding a pole scepter in his hand, with a tail-like thing tied to the top of the scepter, which is floating, about the same length as the scepter. And the tip of the rod is a golden skull with golden light;

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

The head and bird of the Witch King in the north have two wings on their backs, and two wings continuously give birth to a golden sword. The golden sword turns into a stream of swords and attacks towards the central mountain.

The witch kings in the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest are also strange. Some have beast heads and eight arms, some have six legs, some have multiple wings, and some have multiple eyes and palms. Eyes closed.

Although Qin Mu had seen the Wuzun Tower Compass, seeing this, he still had to marvel at the wickedness and power of this technique.

On the mountain peak in the center, the light of the sword spreads horizontally and horizontally, resisting the magical powers killed from eight directions.

From time to time, huge boulders fall down from that mountain. A stone is as big as a courtyard house. In this case, it is hard to see from a distance. You can barely see something like dust falling down. Know how huge the dust is.

The mountain peak has been shaved like a bare pillar by the magical powers of the Bashan Jijiu and the eight witch kings. Only the top of the Bashan Jijiu stood on, and there was still a green color of vegetation.

The butcher glanced at it, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: “The big mouth is not dead. Let’s go back.”

Qin Mu couldn’t laugh or cry, and Qing Niu even rushed forward.

Before reaching the mountain peak, the butcher suddenly rose into the air. A blade of light split into the air, extremely bright. Qin Mu looked up, only to realize that the bright light seemed to become a little dark after flashing, and it seemed that the light was too bright and imprinted in the pupils of his eyes. After the knife mark, it also seemed to be too sharp to cut through the sky.

He couldn’t see which one it was.

“God Khan!”

There was a scream, a human head rolled down in the sky, and there was a headless bird-wing witch king fluttering with its wings. The gold scattered in the mid-air was everywhere. It was the witch king with the human head and bird body in the north.

Among the many witch kings present, he was the only leader of the Divine Bridge Realm, and he was attacked by a butcher and killed him with a close knife.

The butcher is a genre of combat skills, being close by him, the end of the game can be imagined.

The butcher fell, still steadily on the back of Qing Niu, stopped Qing Niu, and said: “Your master is no longer in serious trouble, and he can be killed if he is injured. Qing Niu, you take us to the Loulan Golden Palace. ”

Qing Niu hesitated and said, “Doesn’t the old man save the old man? The old man is filial and always thinks of your kindness.”

“What about saving him? Does it bother me?”

The butcher shook his head and said, “I have been very quiet in the village these years. When I think of being nagged by this, I have a big head. If you want to go, you can go and eat beef again. You know what I do in the village. ?”

Qing Niu fought a cold war and didn’t dare to speak. This cow was clever and knew that he was a butcher who slaughtered pigs and cattle.

“Master!”

On that mountain, the sound of Bashan offering wine came. It was obviously injured. He was a little short of breath. He was pleasantly surprised: “Master, it is you! I know you are not dead. For so many years, you have thrown me in Yanyan. Kang, run out by yourself, how can you compensate me? I have a lot to tell you…”

“Run,” the butcher said.

Qing Niu hurried to the direction of Loulan Golden Palace, Bashan Jijiu was about to rush out of that mountain, and was suppressed by the other seven Witch Kings, and had to fall back to the mountain.

The seven Witch Kings were also hard to beat. The eight of them worked together to suppress the Bashan Festival Wine, intending to refine him to death. Unexpectedly, the legendary Tian Khan, who had been dead for many years, appeared again and smashed the most powerful Witch King among them. Beheaded.

They thought that Tian Khan would attack them, and Bashan Jijiu also boosted their morale. Instead, they simultaneously performed the fiercest attack on them, dragging them so that they could not escape, and making them frightened.

But now, Tian Khan dropped the Bashan Festival Wine here and ran away riding a cow.

The Bashan Jijiu was also at a loss for Monk Zhang Er. He suddenly woke up, cursing, and slammed the old man’s back.

After another half day, Qing Niu carried them back to the weak water lake and stopped.

The butcher looked at the blind man and said, “Blind man, you and Muer 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, and Qin Mu asked Ling Yuxiu Fox Ling’er and Qing Niu to stay here, and said, “We will go back.”

Ling Yuxiu nodded: “Be careful about everything.”

The butcher came to the weak water lake and shook his head and said: “This kid Bashan has not grown for so many years, and he hasn’t even moved this lake.”

He took a long breath, and the handsome little fox and the green cow behind could not help being shocked. They saw windswept clouds all around, and the clouds in the sky were swept by the gusty wind, rushing to 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 also 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, which was too strong!

“This is, this is… the legendary leader of the top combat technique genre!”

Ling Yuxiu was shocked, and since the Yankang State Division called the strong men of the tactical genre to discuss the Tao, the strong of the tactical genre fled to death, and some people disappeared in hiding.

However, in that controversy, there was no top-notch tactical powerhouse.

The combat skills are stronger than the physical body, and the top combat skills have a characteristic, that is, a certain part of their body has become a god!

They don’t need to deliberately display magical powers, every move is magical powers.

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

The butcher took a breath, and the clouds near them were almost completely inhaled 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 got higher and higher, like a sea standing up.

This erected sea was retreating rapidly, and it was blown into the snow-capped mountains almost instantly, filling the 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 bit wet, there was no silt, and the silt was scraped clean.

Qin Mu opened his eyes and saw that the light veil covering the lake was blown away by the butcher, and he did not know where he was flying.

The top masters of the genre of combat skills will not change the magical powers of geography, but such an existence is so powerful that it can change the geography and the weather, so why do you need magical powers?

“If you can have the body of the combat technique school, the swordsmanship of the Yujian school, and the magical powers of the spell school, wouldn’t it be invincible?”

Qin Mu blinked his eyes and followed the butcher. What he was practicing was the Three Pills of Overlord Body. The Three Pills of Overlord Body were good at everything, except that they had no magical powers, no methods for refining the body, and no swordsmanship.

The butcher also did not pass on his body-building exercises to him because he was practicing the three alchemy of the overlord body, so as not to delay his progress in cultivation.

In fact, everyone in the village has his own unique technique, but no one taught it to him.

Loulan’s Golden Palace exclaimed, blowing away the weak lake in front of the Golden Palace. With such incredible magical powers, how can it not make the sorcerer of the Golden Palace shake his mind?

In front of the temple, Venerable Wu stood holding a scepter, two golden lights shining in his eyes, falling on the three people who were walking by the bottom of the lake, and the corners of his eyes trembled.

He is the head teacher of the Golden Palace. Because he envied the butcher’s powerful body, he immediately sneaked into Yankang after learning that the butcher swung a sword to the sky and was beheaded by the gods. The butcher’s lower body was gone.

He knew that the butcher’s body would surpass 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 Tian Khan was not dead, he survived, and now he came to find himself to get his lower body back.

The corners of Wu Zun’s eyes trembled violently, and he turned and walked into the temple. The shrines in the temple had golden bones sitting on top of them, humanoids and animal forms. There were a total of eighteen shrines, and the seventeen shrines were all golden bones. Among the eighteen shrines sat an unkempt old man with only a skinny face, sitting as if dead.

“Great Lord, Tian Khan is here.” Wu Zun leaned on one knee and bowed his head.

The skinny and shaggy old man in the shrine opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp and his voice was like an owl: “Where do I want you to find the reincarnation boy for me?”

Wu Zun’s golden forehead showed some fine golden sweat beads, and he said bitterly: “I haven’t recruited yet…”

The shaggy old man said sharply: “Without the reincarnation of the saint child, my seventeenth reincarnation was in vain? I am only half a step away from becoming a god, half a step!”

Wu Zun bowed his head deeply, afraid to speak.

The shaggy old man sternly said: “With me, Tiandao dare not embarrass you, but I will not easily lose my life to help you. You return his lower body to him, and immediately find me the reincarnation boy!”

Wu Zun was taken aback, and suddenly a light flashed across his waist, making him too late to stop him.

Wu Zun was silent, and after a moment, he said: “Jia Cuo Junior Brother, you come in.”

Upon hearing the news, a witch king hurriedly walked into the temple and bowed and said, “What’s the matter with the witch?”

Venerable Wu raised his scepter, pierced his head, and then cut off his lower body and connected it to his own body. His complexion was unwavering, and he bowed and said, “Master, my disciple retire.”