Text Text_Chapter 575 Lizhen Oolong Village
"Hua Linglong, these people are handed over to you. β
Qin Mu clapped his hands and prepared to call it a day.
Overhead, a loud shout was heard.
"Presumptuous, where did you come from, is there no one in Oolong Village who bullied me?"
An old man with a thin face, dressed in a black bat shirt, looked like an old bat when he swept through the sky.
The top of the old man's head is wrapped in a signature turban.
I saw him float down, and on his dry face, those eyes were particularly sharp.
Seeing that his own people were actually deposed, the old man was obviously angry.
"Boy, you're looking for death!"
The people of Huamiao Village were excited for a while, and immediately fell into an ice cellar.
This is an old monster in Oolong Village, known as a hundred years of immortality.
It is said that he is more than 100 years old.
A body of cultivation is unfathomable.
In addition, he can use poison, and in the southwest, there is almost no opponent.
The reason why Wulong Village is so strong is that it dares to ride on the heads of these tribes and fish them at will.
It has nothing to do with this old man.
In the southwest, almost all tribes have to pay tribute to the most beautiful women in Wulong Village.
If you don't pay tribute, you will suffer a catastrophe.
The exercises practiced by this old man were also very evil.
It is a kind of exercise that is extremely out of the way.
His appearance made everyone in Huamiao Village gasp.
Finished!
Even the old monsters came out.
The people of Wulong Village were already frightened, and they would be angry again.
Their ancestors came forward to see how these people died.
Qin Mu looked at the other party, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart.
In a place like the southwest, he can meet an old monster that is more than a hundred years old, and his cultivation is probably not below him.
Hua Linglong was suddenly a little nervous, and whispered to Qin Mu, "Wrongdoer, if you can't clean him up, you will be unlucky today." β
Utaiki laughed, "Bastard, you're going to die today." β
"Old Ancestor is a powerhouse in the middle realm of the Heavenly Rank. β
"Even if you all kill yourself now, I'm afraid it's too late!"
"Really?"
Qin Mu glanced at him lightly.
Chen Bin whispered to Lin Ruolan, "This old guy is terrible, you be careful." β
The patriarch of the Oolong Village sat on the ground, staring at a pair of resentful eyes, "Ancestor, kill them all!"
"Today I'm going to use the bones of everyone in their Huamiao Village to hate them!"
The old man's sharp eyes locked on Qin Mu, "Boy, cut yourself!"
Qin Mu nodded, "If you are willing to cut yourself, I can leave you with a whole corpse!"
"Bastard!"
The old man was furious, and suddenly rose into the air and rushed into the sky.
At this moment, the moonlight is current, illuminating the entire stockade, and all the mountain beams are covered with a layer of silver.
The old man was like a huge bat, covering the moonlight, and suddenly swooped down.
A mountain of air waves, such as Mount Tai pressed the top.
Qin Mu stood there quietly, looking up at the huge bat.
With a faint smile on his face.
Boom β
The old man slapped his palm, and the ground trembled.
Where Qin Mu was standing just now, a deep pit suddenly appeared.
And Qin Mu had already moved away strangely.
The blow missed, and the old man let out a strange scream.
"Boy, die!"
The figure flickered, and once again rushed towards Qin Mu as fast as lightning.
Qin Mu was obviously standing there, waiting for him to pounce.
Another one performed the magic skill of shrinking the ground into inches, and teleported behind Utaiki.
and fueled the flames to give Uteci a ride.
How did Uteci know that it was so weird?
I couldn't help but pounce on the old man, and the old man couldn't hold back.
Bang β
A palm slapped on Utaiki's body.
"Ancestor, you-"
Uteci's eyes bulged, and the entire heart was pierced alive.
A stream of blood came out of his mouth, and he couldn't believe that he had died in the hands of the ancestor.
"Uerβ"
The patriarch was startled and shouted.
When the old man saw that he had killed the young master with his own hands, he couldn't help but roar like thunder.
"Boy, I'm going to tear you apart today!"
The third time he pounced on Qin Mu, Qin Mu didn't hide this time.
He said coldly, "Old boy, I've already made you three moves." I'm sorry!"
Peng β
Raise your hand and slap the sky, surging in.
Boom β
The other party's body trembled, and he stared at a pair of eyes, "You are a cultivator of the Qin Clan's Mental Method?"
Qin Mu said disdainfully, "The barbarian state also knows the Qin family's mental method?"
The other party said angrily, "So what? Even if you are the descendant of Emperor Wu, you don't want to leave alive today!"
Puffy Puff Puff β
The other party unexpectedly slapped eighteen palms in a row.
The palms were amazing, and the air waves were monstrous, shaking the surrounding people back again and again.
Qin Mu used the eight styles of covering the sky to face the enemy, and he was not chaotic.
Rao is in his current state, and he is only tied with the other party.
Qin Mu said secretly, what kind of character is this old monster?
The old man's eyes flashed with vicious seedlings, and suddenly a black mist burst out of his hand.
"Oh no! he's poisoning!"
Hua Linglong shouted.
Lin Ruolan and the others quickly retreated.
Several Hua Miao people who couldn't dodge were poisoned, clutching their chests and struggling.
In the blink of an eye, he was already foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes.
The whole body convulsed a few times, and suddenly he was out of breath.
What a heavy poisonous fog.
Qin Mu's expression remained unchanged, staring at the other party's flaws.
A trace of panic flashed on the old man's face, "You actually practiced a body that is invulnerable to a hundred poisons?"
Qin Mu sneered, "What is it if a hundred poisons are not invaded, Lao Tzu has something more awesome!"
The old man said angrily, "Then let's do it together!"
Qin Mu saw that he was so angry that he smoked, and he made seven moves in a row in the Eight Ways of Covering the Sky.
Block the opponent's attacks.
As a strong man in Wulong Village, he couldn't even contain a young man with his Tianjie strength.
How can his old face shine?
With a roar, he struck with all his strength, and a hundred years of skill surged.
Peng β
This is a blow that he has gathered his life's work to destroy the world.
This kind of power is enough to destroy a strong person of the same level.
Beneath, the solid ground, was violently cracked.
With the old man's feet as the center of the circle, it quickly cracked.
The majestic aura of the strong destroys everything around it in an instant.
Dozens of big trees with thick bowls were broken by the waist with a creak.
Several rockeries exploded with a bang, and the dust was flying.
The old man's hair was unbleached, like a demon from hell who wanted to destroy everything.
Whewβ
In the dust and smoke, a crisp dragon roar sounded.
Nine nights on the top, and four seas on the bottom.
Within a radius of dozens of miles, all beasts surrendered, and hundreds of birds were panicked.
On Qin Mu's body, there seemed to be a dragon shadow rising into the sky.
Peng β
Qin Mu's overwhelming palm really slapped the old man away.
Plop β
After the old man fell dozens of meters away, he fell to the ground, poof-
Suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
I saw that his face was pale. There was infinite malice in his cold eyes.
"You-you-are really a person from the line of Emperor Wu. β
"I'm going to kill youβ"
The old man screamed in despair, but unfortunately, his face suddenly aged rapidly at a visible speed.
The thin, shriveled body was tightly converging.
In a few minutes, it became like a mummy.
Qin Mu walked up and stepped on it almost without any expression.
Bang β
The other party's heart burst like a balloon.