The miscellaneous hair trail didn't move from beginning to end, even at the moment when Mochizuki Zhenren gathered the power of a dozen talismans, condensed them together, and shot through his chest, he didn't move, and he exhaled in pain.

Mochizuki Zhenren's talisman is so powerful, condensing the power of various types of talismans, and the indestructible golden light that is instantly stimulated, not to mention ordinary people, even the real dragon, it is difficult to resist even if you think about it. Speaking of which, the miscellaneous hair trail really can't resist the golden light presence of this strength at present, even if it dodges, it can't dodge.

However, if you can't flash, you don't need to flash, where is there such a reason in the world?

All of us were stunned, even Mochizuki Zhenren, who was the person concerned, was also a little stunned at that moment.

In fact, in this competition, if the two sides perform their own stunts, Mochizuki Zhenren kills the miscellaneous hairy path, although others will also say that he is shameless, and the elders bully the juniors, but they can't find any thorns, after all, both parties have agreed, and it is considered that there has been an agreement; However, the miscellaneous hairy trail didn't move from beginning to end, and he didn't even resist, so his sin for Mochizuki would be great.

Where is this Nima competition, it is clearly killing, is there such an elder bullying the junior?

If you talk about it like this, Tao Jinhong also has an excuse, go down the mountain to chase and kill Mochizuki, no one can stop him, even if he is good at promoting real people, he doesn't dare to say more than half a word, otherwise he will be destroyed together - the earth immortal is indeed the heart of heaven and the bottom according to the human situation, but it does not mean that others are easy to bully, and if you don't fight back, you don't scold back, you really think that people are soft persimmons?

Mochizuki Zhenren looked at the Maoshan in front of him being directly killed by himself like this, and couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart, and his will was in a trance, and he suddenly heard the little heavenly master behind him shouting: "Uncle Shi, be careful behind you." ”

Behind?

Mochizuki Zhenren was distracted, and when he felt the strong wind behind him, he reacted, slid a few steps forward, and suddenly turned around, only to see that his robe was burning with a dark blue fire, the flame was cold and cold, and there was this piercing coolness, and there was a bit of the fragrance of mandala flowers on the robe.

Afterlife?

Mochizuki Zhenren reacted instantly, and his whole body was full of strength at the moment, and his own set of yellow Taoist robes woven with silkworm ice silk was immediately shattered into countless pieces, flying in all directions, blue flames were flying, Mochizuki Zhenren looked at the top of his brocade underwear, fortunately he was not contaminated with the dark fire, and avoided the tragic ending of the flame heartburn, so he raised his head, but saw that the miscellaneous hair trail actually appeared in the position where he had just started, and his feet were just on his footprints, and he looked at it with a smile.

As for his green shirt, it is intact.

"You're not dead yet?" Mochizuki Zhenren glanced back behind him, next to the pit that he bombarded with the talisman, what other figures were there?

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, but seeing the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao standing in front of him alive, Mochizuki Zhenren actually felt a little happy for no reason, and felt a sense of relief.

Speaking of talismans, he is an expert in this matter, and after a little sweep, it is already clear: "I see, the position where you stood just now is the position of the mountain in this depression, the heaven and earth are positioned, the mountains are ventilated, and the thunder and wind are thin, you actually used this terrain and some kind of talisman to save your own image, but your body sneaked into a place outside of your field of vision, deceived everyone, and let me waste these dozens of precious talismans in vain?" ”

Miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao endured the minions and was determined to win a move, but the arrogant young man of Longhu Mountain shouted out, but he didn't care, but stood with his hands tied, and said lightly: "The method of rune making weapons is not isolated, in addition to drawing talismans, I also know a little bit about the formation method." ”

He said it indifferently, but the others were a little crazy - under the noses of Mochizuki Zhenren and everyone, he suddenly chose the most advantageous place in the terrain of mountains and rivers, and deceived everyone with his means, so that Mochizuki Zhenren consumed his precious talismans and used them on a phantom.

The real big man has always been humble, you must know that the formation of the miscellaneous hair path of the road is learned from the tiger cat, and who is the tiger cat?

Don't look at it now arguing with us every day, back then, it was a generation of strange people who stood side by side with Li Daozi, and Qu Yang, the king of the array, was also.

Sure enough, the faint tone of the miscellaneous hair trail made Mochizuki Zhenren hold back a burst of anger, pointing to his burned clothes, the magnificent blue fire that should not exist in this world, and said How did you get this afterlife fire?

Mochizuki Zhenren abandoned the crutches in his hand, and the miscellaneous hair trail did not need to be punished by thunder, and two bone sticks as white as jade slipped out of his hand, which were painted with complicated runes, knocked, ding-dong, and said uh, I got it in a hurry last night, and the hell fire was stimulated by the bone marrow in the stick, but unfortunately the number is limited, otherwise you can light your whole person into a torch and illuminate the world.

"What a ruthless heart." Mochizuki Zhenren licked his lips, and the miscellaneous hairy trail smiled, saying that you are not ruthless?

Since he entered this door and made this powerful talisman, he didn't need to pretend to be merciful, and when he saw that the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao showed these two hands, Mochizuki Zhenren finally recognized that this little Taoist priest who was several rounds younger than himself had the capital to fight with him, and he reined in all his ease, and said solemnly: "The materials in your hand are good, and you also have the idea of drawing inferences, but do you think that with these, you can defeat me?" Hehehe, you're still tender. ”

Mochizuki restrained his contempt, and the whole person immediately became as calm as a mountain, he pondered for a few seconds, and took out an arrow-like talisman from his arms, and prayed silently in his mouth, looking very solemn.

"The Book of Seven Arrows with a Nailhead?" Liu Yongxiang, who was next to me, shouted again and said loudly: "Could it be that this is the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book handed down from ancient times?" ”

What is the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book? This does not need Liu Yongxiang to explain, cover this thing is too famous, according to legend, it is owned by the Lu Zhudao people (Da Ri Rulai) during the First World War, it is rumored that a battalion needs to be set up, one in the camp, a straw man, the name of the enemy is written on the person, a lamp on the head, a lamp under the foot, the footsteps are fighting, the book runes are sealed and incinerated, three salutes a day, and after the 21st, the enemy's three souls and seven spirits will be worshiped and scattered forever.

Of course, this is a myth, the real nail head seven arrows book appeared in the Ming Dynasty palace, owned by the brocade guard, is a kind of once issued will hit the enemy's forehead, dispel the soul of the horror of the magic weapon, and the Qing Dynasty court sticky rod at the blood droplets are as famous. Friends who have read "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" may understand that in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the Taoist priest was quite powerful in the court, and he Longhu Mountain has always been Zhengshuo name, and it is not difficult to understand that he learned this technique from Jinyiwei.

Hearing Liu Yongxiang say this, the expression of the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao finally began to become nervous, and his footsteps slipped forward, rushing towards Mochizuki Zhenren.

However, just as he rushed forward to the miscellaneous hair trail, an eight-armed King Kong with teeth and claws suddenly appeared behind Mochizuki Zhenren, wearing a crown and naked, making an angry appearance, and throwing out wind, thunder, fire and lightning and other divine runes towards the side of the miscellaneous hair trail.

The angry vajra body was faintly in the air, three meters tall, and the talismans in his hands flew one after another, turning into gale, thunder, flames, and lightning, heading towards the miscellaneous hairy path.

Although those talismans are complicated, the effect is also eye-catching, but the power is not great, just like the thunder talisman, I have seen Li Daozi's legacy with my own eyes, there was a thunder on the ground, and the white light was shining, and the person became coke, quite domineering, but Mochizuki real person This is also a package, and the essence inside is soft, like a melted ice cream, not powerful.

But no matter how you say it, it can be regarded as a powerful means, for a while, the light is brilliant, lively, and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao slammed the two bone sticks in his hand, and immediately the sound of heavy drums on the battlefield came out, the sound waves were drumming, and the red light was rising, but it was also able to resist the attack of the angry King Kong's talisman.

The so-called layman looks at the lively, the insider looks at the doorway, those people around me who are a little short-sighted in the Ciyuan Pavilion see this is quite strong, the light is gorgeous, and they can't help but cheer, but I see that the arrow from the Mochizuki real person is still condensed with too much black light, suspended out of thin air, once the arrow is shot, I am afraid that no matter how lively the fight between the miscellaneous hair path and the angry eye King Kong is, they will not be able to escape the end of the dead soul.

Looking at the back of Mochizuki Zhenren, I grabbed the hilt of the ghost sword several times, and wanted to rush up to sneak attack, but this battle is about the honor of the miscellaneous hair trail and Maoshan Mountain, if I really dare to mess around, not only will I not be able to help, but I am afraid that the reputation of the miscellaneous hair trail will be discredited.

At the moment when I was entangled, Mochizuki Zhenren finally paid tribute to the arrow in his hand, Ha Lu smiled, gently pushed towards the miscellaneous hair path, and shouted: "Xiao Keming!" ”

With a shout, the sound arrow that had been completely refined into pure black no longer had substance, but seemed to be a spiritual object, passing through time and space, and shooting straight towards the eyebrows of the miscellaneous hairy path.

Time is only an instant, the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao also knew that the road was unavoidable, took out the square bone block from the treasure bag he carried, threw it forward, quickly chanted a spell in his mouth, condensed into a bone barrier, and then put the two bone sticks forward, turning them into the second line of defense.

The prestige of the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book is known all over the world, how can it be so easy to deal with?

The bone barrier was broken in an instant, and then the two rods made of gibbon thigh bones also shattered, and the pure black arrow let out a scream, straight into the jaw of the miscellaneous hairy path.

Bite! This crisp sound rang out, and the miscellaneous hairy trail fell to the ground, but just when we thought he was being shot by the nail-headed seven arrows, a surging light shone out from his neck, and at that moment, everyone's eyes were instantly blinded, as if there was a terrifying energy being annihilated and born, and a huge shock wave blew all of our bodies away, and we tumbled backwards.

After a long while, I finally opened my eyes, and saw Mochizuki Zhenren kneeling on the ground covered in blood, and in front of him, there was a miscellaneous hairy trail looking down at his right hand.