"Poof...... Ahem!"

Wu Ming couldn't hold back any longer, spurting a mouthful of blood, covering his chest, bent his waist, coughing violently, but his eyes were staring, like a dwarf who was squirted down by a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the dwarf was no longer arrogant and arrogant, his face was stiff and hideous, and only shock, unwillingness and fear were left in his distracted pupils, and he didn't even have time to express it on his face, so he was silent again.

Through the fusion of the Divine Intention Knife and the Great Fishing Sea Technique, and in the later period, Wu Ming integrated the Heart Demon Secret Technique into it, deduced it, and the gods who multiplied their power sank.

Under the blow with all his strength, even if the pseudo-saint powerhouse is defenseless, he will suffer, let alone this peak half-saint!

In terms of strength, Wu Ming felt that the other party might only be a step weaker than him, but the gap between the gods and souls was not a star and a half.

He thinks he has the protection of the evil shadow Xuanyi, and he is unparalleled in his breath and concealment, and his defensive ability is not weak, but he is only slightly deficient in the defense of the divine soul.

Of course, this is also relative.

This holy treasure can be famous for shaking the chaotic Gobi and becoming one of the treasures of the Evil Shadow Sect, and it is very powerful.

It's a pity that there is a specialization in the art industry, and there are places where the evil shadow Xuanyi is too heavy, and it has its weaknesses.

In other words, in the face of this dwarf's evil arts, the suppression of the evil shadow Xuanyi, there is no reason to be spared, but he ran into Wu Ming, a freak who has almost no weaknesses and is contrary to common sense in all aspects!

But the holy treasure is the holy treasure, the dwarf itself is still secondary, and Wu Ming now has no mountain and sea realm beads to weaken and counterattack, and he is forced to suffer from the ability of this treasure origin to fight back, and it is definitely uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was trembling all over, his golden aura was disordered, and he was obviously unable to suppress his injuries!

Even compared to the previous Purple Mound Locust, the situation is not much better.

This is also reasonable, after all, he has killed a seriously injured Saint Realm powerhouse for life, and has been plotted by a supreme half-saint with a holy treasure.

Fortunately, everything was thrilled and dangerous, and they all survived!

What made Wu Ming even more relieved was that after the dwarf spirit was cut off and could no longer die, the evil shadow Xuanyi withdrew from the shadows under his feet like a mass of gray-white quicksand.

The faint light flickered, like a living thing, and it was about to turn away.

It is not difficult to see that the real owner of this treasure is not a dwarf, but someone else, who is just temporarily borrowing it for his use.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming was cold, his eyes burst with coldness, his wrist flipped, and there was an extra tape ruler in his palm, like an ordinary straw rope, and he made a seal with his hand, and his eyes were quickly tied to the dwarf's neck.

Snort!

In an instant, the grass rope seemed to be revived, but what emerged was a strange yellow branch or grass root, which continued to grow, wrapping the dwarf and injecting it into its eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

In a moment, he wrapped it into a scarecrow, exuding a chilling evil aura!

What's even more bizarre is that the evil shadow Xuanyi, which was about to dissipate, also surged back into the dwarf's whole body as if it was restrained by a special force during the formation of the scarecrow.

After resisting several times, he didn't get out of it in the end, and honestly attached to his body, turning into a transparent gauze that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye!

"Hoo ......"

It was only at this time that Wu Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and there was a hint of luck in his eyes, "It seems that the true owner of this evil shadow Xuanyi is not nearby, otherwise even if this Thousand Joints Lock is extraordinary, I am afraid it will not be able to stop the call of a Saint Realm power!"

Of course, if he really came closer, he would have been killed directly instead of being summoned from the air!

Although he used a life-saving thing at the bottom of the box, Wu Ming was not distressed at all, after all, this thousand-knot lock was given by the powerhouse of the Three Holy Mountains, which was regarded as the goodwill of the two sides to reach a preliminary alliance intention.

But they didn't expect that Wu Ming had already had a psychological shadow about this kind of thing, even if with his current strength, he could make it clear that this thing had no hands or feet, and he didn't want to stay on him.

It's better to use it early, so as not to think about it from time to time and feel uncomfortable!

Moreover, this treasure also made him study almost, it is a record of knotting ropes from ancient times, refined by a special secret method, called a lock, but a spell.

This method is the secret technique of knotting rope curse in the Three Holy Mountains, and it is very powerful.

The most important thing is that this Thousand Joints Lock is a Saint Realm powerhouse who has refined it himself, Wu Ming really wants to see it, not to mention killing a Saint Realm power with this curse, at least he has to make some big moves, so that he can afford to pay such a big price.

"Purple Tomb Huai died in the territory of the Black Dragon Clan, and there is another True Transmission Half-Saint Demon Venerable hidden by the Dust Bone Sect, and he also has the Evil Shadow Sect's Evil Shadow Xuanyi, the treasure of the Evil Shadow Sect, heh...... It's lively, the more lively the better!"

Wu Ming was cold, watching the straw turn into runes and merge into the dwarf's body, as if nothing had happened, and immediately took a pill, made sure that there was nothing left around, and then turned away.

......

Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap, and half a month and a half have passed.

On the edge of the territory of the Black Dragon Clan, adjacent to a certain Jedi River, in the cave under the deserted location of the inaccessible place, there are thousands of hidden Rui Qi, and the Sanskrit sound is bursting, shaking the void like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

It can be seen vaguely, as if ten thousand Buddhas have descended into the world, purifying all sentient beings, and the pure land of the Buddha country, which makes people feel peaceful, like a spring breeze.

"If I smell ......"

With the sound of esoteric chanting, all visions vanished, replaced by a long, almost inaudible breath.

"Hoo ......"

Wu Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes opened and closed, his divine light was like electricity, reflecting the void, and his injuries were not only fully recovered, but also made great progress.

It is indeed the best way to cultivate, but not everyone can adapt to it.

As the saying goes, how can you stand by the river without getting your shoes wet?

Wet shoes are nothing, but for him, one mistake will never give him a chance!

"The Immortal Golden Body is completely stable at the peak of the sixth turn, even without the help of special treasures, it won't take a few years to make a breakthrough just by relying on water grinding efforts!"

Wu Ming looks at himself internally, must control the overall situation for a while, and know the slightest bit of his own entry.

As far as an ordinary half-saint is concerned, let alone a few years, even if it is a few decades, it is worth celebrating if he can make some progress in cultivation.

After all, such a strong person usually starts in retreat at one time, at least ten years.

But Wu Ming is different, he has been cultivating martial arts so far, and he will be full of eleven years, and the most lacking thing is time, so he will naturally not choose water grinding to make a breakthrough.

After examining himself, Wu Ming restrained his mind slightly, closed his eyes and sensed slightly, and after a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know who is unlucky, unless the curse of the Thousand Joints Lock, if it is a half-saint demon venerable, it is inevitable that he will die on the spot, if it is the power of the holy realm, then there will be fun!"

It turned out that the thousand-knot lock that had been left in the land of the Great War half a month ago and integrated into the dwarf's body had been triggered.

This treasure is a one-time holy path treasure, and the power of it does not need to be described too much, but it is not as good as other treasures, which can be imprinted and clearly perceived.

But Wu Ming is the owner of this treasure, although he can't know the details of the trigger, he can vaguely judge when it was triggered, and whether it worked or not.

Thousands of festivals, thousands of catastrophes, one ring after another, people are unguardable and tired to deal with.

Moreover, it is the most bizarre curse technique, no matter who the one is, as long as he is not dead, he must be anxious and embarrassed at this time.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled playfully, he didn't bother more about who had been hit, he flipped his wrist, and there were a few more things in front of him, which were the results of the previous battle.

First of all, he picked up a black-brown bracelet with intricate patterns, which belonged to the dwarf, and was sealed and talismanated by Wu Ming, in case something inside was engraved with tracking techniques, or special treasures, and was tracked down.

But now, he has completely recovered, and under the peak state of his spirit and spirit, the true intent of the martial arts and the incomparable divine soul of the realm of returning to the true realm have given him a supreme perception that is almost the power of the holy realm.

In this way, unless there is a special treasure like the Evil Shadow Xuanyi, the cultivation will conceal his perception.

As for the treasure of the evil shadow Xuanyi, it seems a pity that he didn't take it away, but in fact, in the state at that time, Wu Ming was also running out of oil and lamps, and he had more than enough strength to do it, so it was better to stay as a trap.

In this way, it can also mix the food and the audio, so that people can neglect to take precautions.

Even if you didn't take away these holy Dao treasures, you can make people even more confused, what was the situation at that time.

As for things like the Purple Tomb Huai, using the treasure of time origin, such as the quicksand of time, to explore, Wu Ming is not afraid.

The Thousand Joints Lock is not only a curse, but also can disrupt the origin of heaven and earth while being stimulated, and it is close to the evil shadow Xuanyi, and this treasure will also burst into power under self-protection.

Such a double protection is more thorough than Wu Ming's personal action to disrupt the vitality of heaven and earth.

Although it has been exposed on the surface, as long as it is still covered with a veil, people can't see through it, feel mysterious and unknown, and be more jealous, it's enough!

Soon, Wu Ming opened the bracelet, and there was a huge space inside, and there were a lot of treasures, but there were not many that might be as good as his eyes.

"Hmph, sure enough, I have entered the Demon Dao, and this evil method can be used to practice!"

Wu Ming found a few jade slips and codexes, and with a sweep of his strong divine sense, he found the cultivation method of the Dust Bone Sect.

Even if the core general outline passed down by word of mouth is missing, he can still see a lot of subtleties from his experience and knowledge, but unfortunately it is too cruel and cruel, and it is completely dehumanized.

This secret method of the Dust Bone Sect, that is, cultivated by the dwarf, wants to use him as food to lay its own foundation, and it is created by the talent of the Painted Bone Clan.

Not only to pull the skin and bones, and smelt with secret techniques, but also to wear it layer by layer, and integrate its own spirit and spirit into it, and finally after nine hundred and eighty-one, it will be fused into one.

These eighty-one ones do not refer to eighty-one people, but eighty-one tedious and complicated steps, and every human skin and bone required needs to be refined by tens of thousands of living people.

Moreover, there must be those who have martial arts talents, and the later they go, although they will decrease gradually, they need to be cultivated to a martial artist who is not low.

The most terrifying thing is that even its soul has to be dispersed and dissolved into the skin and bones, and with this as a node, it is easier for the essence and spirit of the person who cultivates the secret method to enter it.

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