The wonderful thing about "Yin and Yang Descending Grass", as the name suggests, is that whether it is the Yin and Yang grass growing in the soil or the dried specimens, the Yin grass and the Yang grass must also strive to be integrated!

This is a masterpiece of nature, but it was used by the head descending master and became an extremely powerful unsolved head lowering head.

Once the yin-yang grass or its powder is lowered into the human body, it will grow secretly. Once there are enough of them, they can naturally cause great changes. And the ultimate consequence of change?

It is conceivable that anyone who looks at the countless straws suddenly sticking straight out of their bodies, and the vitality flowing away with the blood from the countless hollow straws, should be so horrified and powerless to resist!

There is no choice but to die a living scarecrow in pain and fear.

Not only that, in the "medicine drop", the "Yin and Yang Descending Head Grass" is not only impossible to prevent - maybe there is such a plant in the grass under your feet, and it is extremely inconspicuous, especially the power, which has always belonged to the kind that is extremely difficult to rescue - those who descend are basically only waiting for death!

What would it be like to think of your flesh-and-blood self slowly becoming a dry scarecrow specimen......

And even such a sinister, vicious and unguardable head grass can also be solved by Vallarillo casually. Otherwise, Li Wujian could only return to China with this group of specimens in the end - how should this be explained to the various factions of the Heavenly Gate and the sect master?

It is precisely because the Yin and Yang Descending Head Grass was broken that the descendant immediately noticed that the descending head was invalid and the enemy was coming.

The subsequent summoning of Valarilo with the secret method of the head descending master proves this even more:

The lowering of the head of the Huaxia cultivator is solved by me and is under my protection. If you want to destroy the Chinese people and keep your wealth, status and future, then you can go to war.

I'm where I am, I'm waiting for you!

Generally speaking, no matter how fierce the black-clothed head lowerer is, he will never challenge the white-clothed head lowerer. Because that's not a big opponent at all, like the difference between a wild dog and a tiger wolf.

But if Bai Yizhu wants to help the other party cut off his own financial route, cut off his life of fine clothes and food, and even cut off his own life?

All the threatened black-clothed head descenders joined forces, just like a pack of hyenas, even if they were the kings of the grasslands such as lions and tigers, they did not have the strength to fight!

This was the common thought of the summoned black-clad descendants, and it was Sucha's only choice.

In the face of an opponent of Vallarillo's level, if you want to eliminate that damn group of Huaxia cultivators who want to eliminate the head descending masters, you can only unite all the head descending masters, regardless of the battle of one of them!

When I found these Chinese people and lowered my head, I didn't win the help of Vallarillo, but now I have become the other party's umbrella, which is the biggest mistake!

Inspector Su let out a long sigh and withdrew his resentful gaze from the night, looking at the disciples gathered in the palace hall below and the head-lowering masters who had come to help.

Receiving a call from the strongest man, Valarilo, the black-clad soldiers immediately gathered from all over Indochina. Because like the strongest white-clothed descendant, only by relying on the strongest black-clothed master Su Cha, it is possible for the head-lowering masters not to be completely wiped out in the decisive battle of the black-and-white head-descending division.

Although in the bottom of their hearts, these head-lowering masters also know how powerful Vallarillo is, but for the sake of wealth, status and life, even in the face of a tough opponent, they have to give it a go!

"The greatest Valarilo has become an accomplice of the enemy!"

Sucha gave Valarilo a sentence that set the tone:

"I admit that he is the most powerful white-clothed head descender of all time, but!" Su Cha got up suddenly, looked at the silent crowd in the hall, and the fierce spirit erupted, and the poisonous insects were everywhere in the waving hand, and the mosquitoes and flies in the hall were like clouds:

"No matter how great the white clothes are, they can't take away what should belong to us! For this reason, I, Sucha, swear, even if I am burned to death by the scorching of my soul, and immerse myself in the magma of hell forever, I Sucha will never be willing to surrender! ”

"All of you fellow Daoists are also masters of the black-clothed descent, are you willing to advance and retreat together with Su Cha, and fight to the death with Navararilo and the Huaxia people?"

Now that these black-clothed people are here, they must have the intention of huddling together to keep warm. The reason why Su Cha has to do this is just to justifiably obtain the position of leader, and from then on order all the black clothes to surrender and become the real king of the black clothes.

Power represents majesty, status, and endless wealth, Su Cha can transcend the realm of the Silk Bottle and become the most successful black-clothed descendant, how can this mind be simple?

To fight or not to fight, and what the outcome will be, is the next step for Sucha. The most important thing now is to become the king of all the head descending masters and establish a head descending kingdom across South Asia!

Su Cha itself is the support of all the black-clothed surrenders, and there is such a lofty reason as "jointly defending against foreign enemies", how can the black-clothed surrenders still refuse? Therefore, in a short period of time, everyone made a bloody alliance, publicly elected Su Cha as the cute master, led all the alliance to surrender their heads, and swore to fight to the death against Valarilo and the Chinese.

Anyway, they are almost out of money, status and life, so what can they do without a fight at this time?

However, the blood alliance of the head descending division is not the same as the Chinese tradition.

Dripping blood, taking an oath, reciting a mantra, and receiving an alliance seem simple, but in the section of chanting the mantra, all the head descenders must let go of their hearts and let the alliance leader Su Cha put a blood curse on themselves, and they must not deviate from it forever, otherwise life is better than death, and it is difficult to die!

This is very similar to Han Feng's methods when he founded the Wind Clan, but one is voluntary and the other is helpless. But the final result is that Shunchang is rebellious, and there is no choice.

Of course, the crazy brother thinks he is still very noble!

In fact, then again, the best way to deal with the Head-Descending Master, even the strongest Vallarillo, is to call on the WindClan.

Half-human and half-god, flying to the sky, immortal body, purple light heart core, this is the Wind Clan.

For the head descender who can only exert power on the human body, it is simply an insecticide, as simple as a small mosquito.

Han Feng's divine sense is everywhere, and he naturally knows what is happening in Zhongnan, and he also knows how far he has developed, and he understands what the best way to deal with it is, but the crazy brother has always been lazy, and at this time, he has just run from the tomb of Genghis Khan to the heavenly court, and he is busy in the other people's room.

Whoever has just gotten a large sum of gold, and has two delicate wives and jade bodies to take what they want, and everyone in Tianmen is arrogant and should suffer (ahem, this is obviously someone's excuse), then let him go!

But the subsequent trip to the Crescent Spring, before getting the heart of the Buddha, the youngest apprentice of the Tianshan Feixia Fairy, Su Yin, was killed by Qi Lian Xuan** and became half dead, Han Feng didn't know how to comfort Feixia, and now Su Yin's most suitable senior sister Su Wen was favored by Vallarillo again, and she wanted to be accepted as an apprentice, and the crazy brother was a little big.

Why do you always have trouble with the Tianshan faction? Always can't get along with Feixia's apprentices? Could it be that this Tianshan faction was really cursed by the Queen Mother of the West?

The group of people who went to Zhongnan, there were few who had a strategy, and of course most of them would only adopt a policy of crushing - ahem, the master of this sect called it to convince people with virtue. But the head-lowering technique is dark and weird, and it is a rare whetstone, so how much more sharpening?

Anyway, Lao Tzu can't use up the incarnation outside his body now, and he has to be busy fertilizing and cultivating all day long, so he really doesn't have time...... Just look at it.

While cutting the shredded potatoes quickly and evenly, the master of the Han Gate thought of the countermeasures of Zhongnan - what else is there besides being lazy?

It's just that the master can be lazy, but his subordinates can only work hard.

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Compared to the fundamentally unknown head-lowering technique, Li Wujian still chose to believe in his inheritance.

Bodhicitta Dharma.

As a disciple of Hongjun, since Bodhi can create a freak like Monkey King, it will naturally not be simple. Even if Li Wujian is limited by his knowledge, he can only look at pictures and understand meanings, but a cultivator is a cultivator, and he can actually comprehend the artistic conception of the Bodhi Patriarch, which is also a demon.

And now this demon has not found the enemy at all.

Maybe the night is too dark, maybe the mountain rain is coming, or maybe the housing prices are too high, the ventilation is not good, and the living is not pleasant, a team of ants came out of the hole and began to relocate. Like a large army, holding all kinds of materials, they are moving forward, and the direction of their march is the Tianmen camp!

A few mosquitoes hovered above the ant army, and countless flies were already ready to attack in the forest.

Vines and weeds quietly grew new branches and leaves under the night mist, and followed the industrious bodies of the ants, silently moving forward.

The tall trees, despite the purging of the night wind, worked hard to develop their roots, bypassed the deeply buried rocks, and continued to dig through the soil, until finally the camp was besieged to death.

The thick night fog condensed into dewdrops, lazily drifting in the low air, gradually turning into a blood-red color, but it did not fall, like a sharp arrow on the bowstring, waiting for the moment of fire at any time.

The wind moves and the fog is thick, and the grass and trees are soldiers. There are also countless animals such as apes, mice, squirrels, foxes, etc., each with different plants, quietly gathering around the gate of heaven.

The warning range between Li Wujian and the senior brothers of the "Lancang Ancient Road" is indeed very far, reaching thirty miles away. But how can the inheritance and ability of the head descending master be so simple?

If you can be noticed casually, you won't be called a successful cultivator.

Even the most failed Siluo bottle is not easy to find, not to mention that Su Cha personally led people to take action?

Kunlun Yuqingzi only felt that the wind stopped and the trees were quiet, and the forest was silent, and thought that this was the normal night in Zhongnan, not as lively as Kunlun Mountain.

In addition to the somewhat depressed breath, the Heavenly Gate Patrol disciples never felt that there was anything wrong with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, so they naturally didn't care.

And Vallarillo, who was sitting quietly in the middle of the camp, smelled the familiar smell in that hint of wind, and couldn't help but smile coldly.

It's hard for Su Cha to be so careful, and he actually used all the medicine methods on me, isn't he afraid of being counterattacked?

With a faint "coming", Vallarillo then got up, raised his left hand to the sky, and pressed his right palm to the ground, just about to cast a spell, but heard a curious smile sound:

"Lao Wa, will you stretch too?"