Chapter Eighty-Nine: Bull Head and Horse Face
Giant horns soar into the sky.
The huge body of the minotaur stood in place, exuding a breathtaking coercion, and a thick ghostly breath erupted between the mouth and nose, whistling.
The hideous bull's head looked down on everyone condescendingly, and his blood-red eyes burst with murderous intent.
The demons that roared in the air before were no longer as fierce as before, and they could not bear the pressure of the minotaurs, and their bodies began to disperse.
Those ghost cultivators were also prostrate on the ground one by one, trembling.
"Hmph! a bunch of waste!" the minotaur snorted coldly, his face full of disdain, and shouted at the skeleton ghost, "Ma Mian, is this where the ancient ruins are located?"
"It's not there yet!" the skeleton ghost Xiu said lightly, lifting the black cloak on his head, revealing a skinny, bony and slender face like a horse.
"Then what are you summoning me so urgently?" the minotaur glanced at the light above him in disgust.
"Don't talk nonsense, have you forgotten what the leader ordered?" Ma Mian said indifferently, "This is the Snake Path, it's time for you to make a move!"
"I see!" the minotaur snorted coldly, and didn't talk much nonsense.
It stared around without blinking.
Gu Feng instinctively felt that something was wrong, and he had a feeling of being completely seen through, and his body quickly retreated, and he hurriedly hid aside.
"Huh?" the minotaur looked at where Gu Feng was originally standing, with a puzzled expression.
For a moment, it seemed to see a figure flash away, and when it looked closely, there was nothing, making it think it was an illusion.
After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't figure it out, the minotaur shook his head and didn't pay attention to it anymore, the blood in his eyes was even stronger, and he suddenly looked at the cliff on the side of the snake road, and strode over, laughing wildly, "Here!"
With a move in his hand, a huge axe appeared out of thin air and held it in his hand, and slashed it vigorously.
The cliff was shattered by the axe, revealing a huge hollow.
The minotaur took out a thick iron nail one meter long, used an axe as a hammer, and struck it.
The iron nail was carved with a mysterious pattern, and a faint glow appeared, which was obviously a rare treasure.
Crunch!
As the iron nails pierced into it, the cliff wall creaked and cracked, covered with cobweb-like lines, and turned into a burst of rubble and fell to the ground.
Many ghost cultivators suddenly saw that after the cliff wall cracked, a strange path appeared, leading to another direction.
"How is that possible?"
"What kind of treasure is this?
"Incredible!"
......
The amazingly powerful natural array was actually cracked in an instant, and those ghost cultivators stared at the iron nails in the hands of the minotaur one by one, and their eyes were extremely frightened.
"Rare and weird!" the minotaur smiled contemptuously and said arrogantly, "Feng Shui is a game, and it is natural to form a formation." If you want to crack the natural array, you must cut off the operation of the dragon qi in the earth's veins, change the terrain, change the feng shui, and the formation will be cracked naturally. This Dragon Breaking Nail in my hand is a desolate level treasure, and it is the nemesis of the natural array!"
"I see! Minotaur is extraordinary!"
"What a great treasure!"
"Your Excellency is mighty!"
......
Those ghost cultivators looked at the dragon breaking nail in disbelief, flattering.
When the minotaur heard this, he laughed proudly, "With the dragon broken nail in my hand, even the Coiling Dragon Dao can't stop me, not to mention that it's just the Coiling Snake Dao!"
The horse-faced ghost cultivator, who was as thin as a skeleton, couldn't get used to seeing it get carried away, and snorted coldly: "Don't listen to this rammer's nonsense! This dragon-breaking nail is a unique treasure unique to the leader, and it is only temporarily lent to this guy for a purpose." The leader is unpredictable, and he has long been unpredictable, and he expected that we would be blocked by the snake road, so he specially arranged for this rammer to hold a dragon nail to open up the way for us......"
He sneered and completely dismantled the cowhide of the minotaur!
The minotaur suddenly became angry, his eyes were bloodshot, and a thick ghost aura erupted from his mouth and nose, and he roared in a low voice: "Ma Mian, what nonsense are you talking about! The Dragon Breaking Nail is indeed the leader's, but what about you, can you use it?"
Ma Mian sneered, "Naturally, I can't use it!" The Dragon Breaking Nail requires extremely strong strength to be nailed into the rock wall, and only a brainless rammer has this brute strength!"
"You ......" The minotaur has a strength with empty hands, but his mind is simple, and he is not an opponent of Ma Mian, and he is suddenly so angry that he smokes.
"Alright! Hurry up and start cracking the Snake Dao Formation, we must get to the bottom of the valley as soon as possible and enter the desolate ancient ruins! If we delay the leader's major event, we will not end well!" said lightly, and took the lead in the fork in the road that was forcibly opened up.
The minotaur gritted its teeth and gurgled it, but at the thought of the terrible punishment of the leader, it held back its anger and walked over.
Ding Ding Ding!
The nails were pounding.
Under the brute force of the bull-headed ghost, the dragon nails were nailed into the cliff one by one, the earth veins shook, and the formation of the dragon road was in chaos!
Gu Feng followed the footsteps of Niu Tou Ma Mian, and his heart sank to the bottom.
The Yama Group has ten Yamas, and there are many bulls and horses under the Yamas.
He didn't expect that the combination of the bull head and horse face was so evil, the bull head was a bull-headed demon, but the horse face was a human ghost cultivator.
It seems that because of the cultivation of evil methods, this person and ghost form have undergone strange changes, just like the terrifying ghosts and gods of hell in mythology, and the focus of their abilities is different.
The minotaur is full of ghostly energy and amazing strength.
The horse face is mainly based on ghost cultivation.
I have to say that this combination of one force and one method, with complementary capabilities, is quite amazing.
Under their combined efforts, the natural array formed by the Snake Path was actually devastating and collapsed!
And although the "leader" mentioned in the mouth of the bull head and horse face appeared, he seemed to have the ability to predict the unknown, which made Gu Feng extremely jealous.
A group of Awakened Realm ghost cultivators, two fierce rivals of the Shackle Realm, plus the "leader" who had been hiding in the shadows, he suddenly felt that this trip might not be easy.
Boom Boom!
The cliffs cracked and shattered one by one, the bull head and horse face walked in front, the mountains were opened, the water was broken, the momentum was unstoppable, and soon came to the bottom of the valley.
A huge hill appeared in front of them, more than thirty meters high.
"We're here!" said Ma Mian, standing in front of the hill, and said lightly.
"It's here?!" Many ghost cultivators looked at each other, the bottom of this valley was empty, there was nothing but this hill, and where were the ancient ruins?
Could it be this hill!?
But the hill is so mundane that it's not strange at all.
Many ghost cultivators were disappointed, and Gu Feng's eyes were also full of doubts.
"Don't sell it, where are the ancient ruins, old cow, I don't have that much patience to listen to your tricks!" said the minotaur impatiently.
"Ramming!" A hint of contempt appeared in Ma Mian's eyes, but he still pointed to the hill and said lightly: "Do you know why this valley is called the Refining Medicine Valley?