The head lowerer's eyes straightened when he heard this, "Are you really willing?" ”

In fact, I don't know if my fully evolved body will be as precious as Tang Seng meat, but strong people such as Long Zhiyuan and Dryad Ancestor back then could do whatever it took for my body.

Later, as my cultivation improved, those who wanted to get my body to help them cultivate also died, because if they wanted to use my body to cultivate the occult arts, they had to be willing to do so, otherwise even if they caught me, they would be of no use.

The head descender knew that my name was Zhang Zhanning, and naturally knew my identity, and when he heard that I was willing to contribute my fully evolved body, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I looked at him and still had a trace of doubt, and said, "Now that the world is in chaos, I can't die for no reason like this, rather than that, it is better to use my fully evolved body to cultivate mystics for you, and it can be regarded as living in this world in another way!" ”

The head descender looked at me and thought about it, and said, "What if I help you unravel the fog and you go back on your word?" ”

When I take the initiative to contribute my body, I must use my own mystical power to dissolve my body so that the other party can absorb it, so if the head descender wants to get my body, he must first unravel the mist for me.

"What else can I do!"

I pretended to be aggrieved and said, "I just received a rod on my shoulder, even if I am in a state of full mystic power, I can't sacrifice mystical weapons in a few minutes, unarmed, even if I want to regret it, but what can I fight with you!" ”

I'm telling the truth, once the Xuan Weapon is forced into the body, it will be temporarily unable to be sacrificed within a few minutes, and the strength of the Xuan Shu cultivator without the Xuan Qi will not be as good as half of the previous one.

The head descender thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you, then let's start now." ”

"Wait a minute!"

I stopped him and pointed to the crouched soldier on the ground, "Can't you degrade my two friends first?" ”

Seeing that he was a little hesitant, I hurriedly added, "The two of them are only third-order cultivators, so you won't worry that you won't be able to beat them, right?" ”

After thinking about it, the head descender probably thought that what I said made sense, so he raised his hand to lift the fog of the big soldiers and small soldiers, and said to me, "Okay, if you keep your promise, I will let your two friends go, but if you dare to play tricks, I will kill you and your two friends in the most cruel way!" ”

As he spoke, the head descending master also relieved my fog drop, and as soon as the fog dropped, my Xuan power instantly returned to its original state.

I shook my arm, "I still have something to get rid of you, and you must not tell anyone about it." ”

After finishing speaking, I put my head to the ear of the head descender and whispered, "Actually, I still have a second artifact. ”

After saying that, my left hand shook suddenly, and I took out the Mongolian scimitar, and stabbed it so hard that the heart of the head descender was shattered.

When the head descender was dying, his two eyes were wide open, and he had an expression of disbelief and death.

Seeing the already dead head descender, I let out a long breath, and my back was already soaked in cold sweat.

Just now, just as the head descender was about to hit me with a cane, I suddenly felt another mysterious force in my body that manipulated the mysterious weapon move.

It was at that time that I suddenly understood why the Mongolian scimitar I had seen in the golden coffin suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that the Mongolian scimitar left to me by Genghis Khan was a mysterious weapon, and for some unknown reason, it was actually integrated into my body.

Normally, a mystical cultivator can only integrate one mystical weapon into his body in his life, and if he has the mystical qi in his body, he will not be able to integrate other mystical weapons, but that Mongolian scimitar has also been integrated into my body when I already have a nether halberd in my body.

Not to mention the head descender, even I can't figure out why my body can be integrated into two mysterious weapons.

So I devised a plan to kill the head descender when he was unsuspecting.

The GI and the GI also grew their mouths in surprise, and I looked at them and shrugged my shoulders, indicating that I didn't know why.

After a few minutes or so, with a shake of my right hand, I summoned the Nether Halberd as well, and I was amazed to see that I was holding two mystical weapons, one long and one short, in each hand.

Just as I was about to take back the two mysterious artifacts and prepare to leave, I suddenly heard a gong sound in the distance, accompanied by a voice, "Come on, someone's digging the grave!" ”

Immediately afterward, hundreds of torches were lit and rushed towards us.

The leader was the aunt who showed us the way during the day, she ran towards us while banging on the gong, and when she saw the corpse on the ground, she shouted, "You three have been stabbed a thousand times, I shouldn't have shown you the way, I didn't expect you three to be tomb robbers!" ”

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of people, young and old, surrounded the three of us with torches and farm tools, and accused us of digging graves.

I was just about to explain something, when I suddenly caught a glimpse of the corpse of the descending master on the ground, which had changed into the appearance of the old man again.

I was stunned, what the hell is going on?

"Hand over everything you stole from!"

The old aunt pulled at my collar and howled like a shrew, "When we buried this old man, we obviously put a lot of gold and silver jewelry in the coffin, but now there is no one, if you don't hand over the things today, I will bury you three little thieves alive!" ”

Hearing this, I instantly understood, it seems that we have met porcelain.

This lonely old man, if there is any gold and silver treasure when he is buried, it will be called a strange thing.

However, I didn't argue with them, because the people who touched the porcelain were always unreasonable, and when I saw this situation, I had no choice but to break the bank and avoid disaster.

Angry and funny, I took the big aunt's hand off my collar and said, "Okay, okay, don't you just want to make money!" ”

As he spoke, I took out my wallet and took out the remaining hundreds of yuan, plus the soldiers and soldiers, there were about more than 2,000 yuan and handed them over, "Take the money, no matter how much it is, if you continue to entangle, I will call the police." ”

But I didn't expect that after the aunt took the money, she cried even more, a handful of snot and tears, "Poor old man, he had no children and no daughters before he died, and now he has to be dug up when he dies, poor ......"

As he spoke, he came over and pulled my clothes again.

I was also a little angry, "Okay, don't pretend, don't blame me for being rude!" ”

With the help of me and the big soldiers and the small soldiers, even if we don't use Xuan Qi, just with our bodies and moves, it is not a problem to put down these hundred or so people, but I don't want to make a big deal about it.

The eldest aunt cried and said, "This money is not enough, not enough......"

"Okay, okay, I admit that it's okay or not, you make a price, count me unlucky!" I looked at the old and young in the crowd, and I released the fist I had just clenched, thinking that I was unlucky, looking at their battle, it is estimated that it will not be possible to spend 10,000 yuan.

When the aunt heard this, she stopped crying and sobbed, "We don't want money." ”

"Don't want money?" I wondered, "So what do you want?" ”

While looking at the old man's corpse, my aunt took two steps towards me, and suddenly said loudly, "I want your life!" ”

As he spoke, a white mist suddenly dispersed, and the eldest aunt instantly turned into a ninja dressed in red, and an Oriental katana suddenly stabbed at me.

The knife was too sudden, and it was fast and hard, and it was very close.

My Nether Halberd is a long weapon, and it is very risky to try to parry it at such a close distance, so I hurriedly sacrificed the Mongolian scimitar in my left hand to block it.

With the sound of a bell, the red-clothed ninja and I each took half a step back.

And I was also extremely surprised in my heart, just now with that block, I found that the cultivation of this red-clothed ninja was at least above the Heavenly Rank.

At this time, the hundreds of "villagers" surrounding him also instantly turned into hundreds of black-clothed ninjas.

That's when I realized that from the very beginning, we were calculating.

It is estimated that these endured people don't know where they learned that we were going to Tang Wufeng, so they had already laid out the game here, just waiting for us to drill.

The head descending master who incarnated as an old man said something before, he said that he killed us in order to avenge his senior brother and his senior brother's apprentice.

At the time, I didn't hear any problems, but now that I think about it, there is actually a very big flaw in his statement.

His brother is probably the one who was killed by the blue-haired youth in the temple on the mountain, but he didn't die before we entered the mountain.

Therefore, it can be affirmed that this head descender did not want to kill us for revenge, but for some purpose.

It was also at that time that the people of this town had already been killed and replaced by these endurances.

A few cups of tea before entering the mountain are their first ring, which weakens my mystic power, Tang Wufeng's group of black-clothed ninjas who used the rain to sneak attack us with water escape techniques are the second killing move, and the head descending master of Gu Miao Li who almost killed me is the third step to kill chess, but the appearance of the blue-haired youth saved us.

After I killed the blackbird that was their eyes, they didn't do it again.

Until he saw us coming down from the mountain safely, he hurriedly laid out the fourth killing chess, and the red-clothed ninja who turned into a big aunt must have guessed that we must go back to dig the grave, so he arranged for a head descender to ambush in the coffin.

When the fourth move was also broken by me, they took a group attack on it.

Four moves, thrilling and deadly, if it weren't for two accidental events, I might not have survived now.

"Big soldier and little soldier, this red-clothed ninja will be handed over to me, and the rest is up to you!"

I shouted loudly, glaring at the red-clothed ninja in front of me with a Mongolian scimitar, probably guessing that he should be the leader of this group of ninjas, not only did the occult arts reach the heavenly level, but the color of the clothes was also different, which may be a distinction between the levels of Oriental ninjutsu.

"Little devil, kill them all!" The GI screamed, and then a combined attack blasted towards the crowd, instantly blowing several black-clad ninjas into pieces before they could react.

And I swung my Mongolian scimitar at the red-clothed ninja.