129 Thousand Faces Real People

Speaking of this thought, Mo Wentian was about to look sideways, and suddenly saw that Zi Yingdong's long sleeves were thrown forward, and billowing smoke filled it, and it instantly overwhelmed the world, and if he only inhaled it a little, he would feel dizzy, and his whole consciousness seemed to be mush.

"Not good!" Mo Wentian roared: "Hurricane technique, roll!" ”

With a flick of his long sleeves, the wind surged through, sweeping away the smoke in an instant, and several disciples of the Nine Leaves Valley had already fainted to the ground.

The purple Yingdong suddenly uncovered her face, like a snake that had lost its old skin, and inside was actually an old woman with a jī skin crane, her ghostly and sad voice was sneering, and she floated back, waving her left sleeve, and threw out a three-zhang long rope, on which the golden light flashed, and countless bells were tied.

The rope was winding and circling in mid-air, and the bell rang in bursts, falling into Mo Wentian's ears, his consciousness was in a trance, and his heart was a little confused, obviously the bell could affect people's divine consciousness.

"Yes, it's a good baby!" Mo Wentian Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and roared: "Winding technique, winding!" ”

Countless vines sprouted out of the ground, as if they were spider webs, rolling the ropes together.

The old woman's face changed slightly, and she was desperately running her mana, and the rope suddenly shone brightly, as if it was a creeping and swimming poisonous snake, circling and swimming, leaving the shackles of the vines in a moment and returning to the old woman's sleeve.

The old woman withdrew the rope, and knowing that she was invincible, she retreated aside, and her body turned into the inn, and disappeared, and there was no sound, as if she had never come.

"Where to flee? You're dead! Mo Wentian's face sank like water, and he walked forward with his hands down, and the sun shone on him, like a god, he took a few steps forward calmly, and also walked into the inn.

The Aoba Inn has already been 1uan into a group, the news of the immortal fighting method has come in, and the guests who are eating in the lobby are panicked, but they dare not go out, they all sit quietly on the seats, but they hope that the immortal will leave quickly, otherwise with a random spell, the entire inn will be a disaster.

Mo Wentian walked into the dead inn with his hands in his hand, and immediately attracted the attention of all the guests, and they all understood in their hearts that the black-robed man in front of him was the immortal of the fighting method, and they were all panicked, and their faces turned yellow.

Mo Wentian's eyes were like electricity, and he looked around coldly, but he didn't find the figure of the old woman, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, his divine sense could obviously sense it, but he couldn't find anyone in the lobby, what was the reason?

Mo Wentian frowned and was silent, and was doubting himself, but at this moment, a shopkeeper in Tsing Yi and Luo Hat came forward, and said with a happy face: "This guest officer, please sit inside?" Want something? ”

This person seemed to have just finished working in the back, and while he was talking, he took off the dirty rag on his shoulder, and kept wiping the hot sweat from his forehead.

Mo Wentian's heart moved, and he was feeling that something was wrong, but Xiao Er suddenly shook his hand and shot hundreds of ice needles, the cold light was fierce, and he shot like an arrow, he was suddenly difficult, but it was unguardable.

"Good means!" Mo Wentian snorted coldly, took out the Xuanjin Shield, and blocked it in front of him, and the ice needles shot on it, like rain hitting wind chimes, and the golden light flashed.

"Is it the Xuanjin Shield? Very good, it turned out that Zhang Haiyun died at the hands of Daoyou. The shop Xiao Er suddenly let out a yin laugh, his body was like a windward return, and while floating back, he took off a layer of skin, and 1ù showed the old face of the jī skin crane.

Mo Wentian snorted coldly, sacrificed the cold light blade, and rushed over with an extremely murderous aura, with his current mana, he could completely urge the power of the lower grade magic weapon, once he sacrificed to kill the enemy, the degree reached the point where it was difficult to distinguish between the eyes.

The old woman was obviously a little unexpected, a frightened look appeared on her face, she suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, the whole person turned into a light and shadow, disappeared, and the cold light blade swirled away, and could only hit an afterimage.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the wall of the inn was pierced out of a big dong, and when I looked into the dong, I saw the building connected to the inn, several walls were pierced by dong, and a light and shadow disappeared at the end of the wall.

Mo Wentian's face sank like water, his body shook, and he quickly followed, passing through a few rooms, and the townspeople who originally lived in it were already frightened, huddled in the corner and trembled.

was walking forward, and suddenly a pregnant woman came out at the dong entrance in front of her, her face was as white as snow, her expression was panicked, and she was holding her bulging belly with both hands, as if she was a little overwhelmed.

Mo Wentian's heart moved, stared at the past, and used the dong inspection technique to check her information.

Name: Mama Kim

Title: Thousand Faces Real People,

Sect: Feiyun Gate

Position: Second Elder

Linggen: Yes

Spiritual root type: gold, water and soil three spiritual roots

Repair: the early stage of foundation building

Shouyuan: 158 years

Mana: Three hundred and eighty mana

Consciousness: Not viewable

That pregnant fù actually changed with a thousand faces, that is, the second elder of Feiyun Gate? Mo Wentian sneered in his heart, he made a big move in Qinghe County, if Feiyun Gate didn't turn a blind eye, I am afraid that he would lose face in the entire Feiyun City, and now he sent a thousand-faced real person, obviously to put himself to death.

The thousand-faced real person cultivates a high-level spell Thousand Transformations, proficient in the way of assassination, and the real person who fell in the early stage of building the foundation in her hands is unknown, this person is extremely mysterious, and he is not 1 face in public, Mo Wentian has been to Feiyun Gate several times, but he has not seen this thousand-faced real person.

She didn't know that Mo Wentian saw through Xingzang, her expression seemed to be panicked, she was tripped under her feet, fell to the ground, and her bloated body just blocked the dong mouth, she looked painful, and blood flowed out of her lower body, which made people feel pity.

Mo Wentian stood still from a distance, did not step forward, and sneered: "A thousand faces are really a good means, I admire them." ”

The pregnant fù looked surprised, and laughed, her belly seemed to be like a deflated ball, and immediately dried up, and a layer of skin was shed off her face, and a jīpi crane's face came out.

"Die!" Mo Wentian sacrificed the cold light blade, and flew over suddenly, but was thrown out by the thousand real people with their long sleeves, and the strange rope was thrown out, and the two inferior magic weapons were entangled together.

Mo Wentian snorted coldly, and then sacrificed the white bone sword, a white light crossed, and an unbelievable look poured out on the old face of the thousand-changing real person, and he couldn't dodge, and was pierced through the heart by the white bone sword, and fell to the ground straight, until he died, she still couldn't understand how the black-robed man bsp; As we all know, cao longitudinal subordinate magic weapons not only consume mana, but also have quite high requirements for divine consciousness, with the mana and divine consciousness of real people in the early stage of foundation building, cao is more than enough for a lower grade magic weapon, but if it is two pieces of cao at the same time, it seems that the power is not enough, with Mo Wentian's mana and divine sense, are almost comparable to the real people in the middle of the foundation, and at the same time cao makes two lower grade magic weapons, naturally there is no problem, when fighting the law, it is natural to take advantage of it, and ordinary real people in the early stage of foundation building are not opponents at all.

After killing the thousand-faced real person, Mo Wentian stepped forward to take down her treasure bag and checked it with his divine sense, and a look of surprise couldn't help but appear on his face.

There are 4,300 lower-grade spirit stones, eighty Guben Dan, eighteen third-order Five Elements Spirit Pill, and in addition, there are two high-level spell cheats, namely "Thousand Changes" and "Dingxing Technique".

The Thousand Transformations Technique is a stunt of a thousand-faced real person, which can change several people and be used to sneak attack others, and it is impossible to prevent it; And that fixed technique is her stunt to escape, just now in the inn to perform this technique, it instantly escaped a hundred feet away, making it difficult for people to catch up.

The two high-level spells are extremely useful, but at this time it is cheap Mo Wentian, in addition, the most precious is the rope that is tied to the bell, take it out and use the dong inspection technique to view, only to know that this strange rope is called the bundle fairy rope, once the spell is sacrificed, the bell on it will be shocking, the sound can affect people's consciousness, the rope will take the opportunity to tie the other party tightly, the end is difficult to prevent, it is an extremely powerful inferior magic weapon.

Mo Wentian was overjoyed, put the treasure bag into his arms, this step was like a meteor, came to the inn, he closed his eyes and used his divine sense, a sneer welled up at the corner of his mouth, suddenly opened his eyes, waved his sleeves and swept into the sky, the wind surged towards the sky, broke the roof of several floors in a row, and poked the three-storey inn out of the skylight, Zi Yingdong, who was sitting in the three-story private room, was caught off guard, and fell down the dong, she stood on the ground with a frightened expression, a little overwhelmed.

Mo Wentian's face sank like water, he stepped forward, stepped on her head with his foot, and said in a cold voice: "Purple Master, the thousand-faced real person has been killed by me, you go underground to accompany her!" ”

"I know it, you are ......" Zi Yingdong seemed to guess who he was, exclaimed, and was about to shout out his life, but it was too late, and the beautiful human head, as if it was like a watermelon bursting, was smashed by Mo Wentian's foot.

After picking up Zi Yingdong's storage bag, he used his divine sense to induce it, there were only six hundred lower-grade spirit stones in it, although there were still a lot of spirit pill talismans, but with Mo Wentian's cultivation at the moment, he was naturally a little disdainful, but what was surprising was that there was actually a solid ginseng, obviously Zi Yingdong also had the intention of preparing to build a foundation, he was overjoyed, and casually stuffed it into his arms, turned around and left the inn.

Sacrificing the cold light blade, in the air of Aoba Town, he said with amplification: "I am a true person, I want to recruit disciples in Aoba Town, if you are a young man who is interested in immortal fate, you may as well come." ”

Immortal fate is rare, the townspeople have already seen the supernatural powers of the black-robed man, and even the purple head of the Nine Leaves Valley can easily kill him, how powerful is that?

Moreover, I learned from the foot merchant that there was a black-robed real person who recruited disciples along the towns of Qinghe County, and everywhere he passed, the townspeople were eager to rush to him, and countless young people with immortal cultivation in their hearts were waiting for the selection of the real person.

Qingye Town is naturally no exception, not long after Mo Wentian released the news, thousands of people had gathered in front of the town, and the voices were boiling, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

According to the old method, recruiting three disciples with spiritual roots, Mo Wentian released the flying crane, let the spirit crane carry the three of them, and flew towards the direction of the mountain, and he sacrificed the cold light blade, turned into a cold light, and followed closely behind the spirit crane.