Chapter 211: The Whereabouts of the Staff of the Witch Pattern (Part II)
The speed of the two silver rays was very fast, very fast, but the speed at which they flew out upside down was even faster. Just one collision caused the two Three-Eyed Clansmen who had turned into silver rays to feel a sharp pain in their arms at the same time, and then the discomfort in their chests and abdomen gushed out like a tide.
"Bang" The two of them fell heavily on the ground at the same time and made a low muffled sound, and an unbearable nausea suddenly gushed out of the chests of the two, and with the sound of "wow", the two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, which made them feel a lot more comfortable.
What a terrible hardness and strength! The blow just now was not too much compared to the full force of the patriarch's blow.
How could he have this kind of strength? Judging from his breath, this kid was obviously just an intermediate cultivator's strength close to the peak. For what?
After the silver light dissipated, the two thin and tall, white-robed three-eyed old men sat quietly on the ground, their hair was a little messy, their faces were very pale, and there were two blood stains on the ground in front of them. subconsciously glanced at the two of them, his face was still calm, and there was no change, but his heart was suddenly shocked.
Impossible! This kid obviously only has the strength of an intermediate cultivator, how could he hurt the two elders? The strength of the elders is at the level of a high-level cultivator. Why did he have this kind of strength, and he could also injure two elders at once. For what?
's heart was also puzzled, his eyes gradually narrowed, and after a moment, a sudden flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
yes! I forgot. The strength of the Thousand Faces seemed to be only at the level of a junior cultivator, but his speed was terrifying to the point where it was even more powerful than that of a Sacred Domain powerhouse. And I can't see through the other person's heart. This is definitely evidence of hidden strength.
This kid's strength is only at the level of an intermediate cultivator, but the power of the blow just now directly seriously injured my two elders, isn't this a hidden strength or something. I can't get a look into this kid's mind either, he's definitely a man with a thousand faces, right! In this way, he will be hurt at first, and that is definitely a fake.
A red glow of anger flashed in's eyes, and then his gaze became gentle, a look of some depression and some helplessness. He once again decided that Wuqi was the terrifying character in the legend, so he stopped shooting and slowly took a step forward.
One step, it was a full ten zhang away, and almost instantly, appeared in front of Wuqi and Na Ke Lulu, and said calmly: "Man with a thousand faces." Although you are very strong, we Three-Eyed Clan also have our own dignity. I don't want you to trick us with this crappy acting again. Please respect this place as well, after all, it's me,. ”
As soon as these words came out, Wuqi and Nakorulu found that there was an extremely strange look on's face at the same time, no longer the condescending posture at the beginning, but an expression of fierce resistance as if the weak met the strong. What puzzled the two even more was who the Thousand Faces were in each other's mouth? Wuqi and Nako Lulu both asked themselves inwardly at the same time.
Wu Qi is naturally not the legendary Thousand-Faced Man who makes the Sacred Domain-level axe fighter and the Fighting Saint Ugins, known as the Fighting Saint, jealous, nor is it the hermit powerhouse that said he can't spy on the other party's memories and thoughts at all, he is just an ordinary cultivator who can no longer be ordinary, and his strength is only one step away from the peak of an intermediate cultivator.
However, the reason why can't see through Wuqi's heart is that even Wuqi himself doesn't understand. But there was one man who could understand, but he was dead. That person, when he was dying, passed on his wisdom to the strange Qingchengzi. Qingchengzi has had many unique skills in his life.
And one of his most special skills is this wonderful and weird hypnotic eye. Although Wuqi can use the hypnotic eye, he actually doesn't understand the principle, and he doesn't know that the hypnotic eye is actually divided into two types: active and passive. When used the third eye of his forehead to peek into Wuqi's heart, he had inevitably glanced at Wuqi's eyes, that is, this glance, Wuqi had actually unconsciously operated the hypnotic eye.
When his subconscious suddenly discovers that an intruder is trying to invade, Wuqi's subconscious will automatically operate the hypnotic eye, which is the real reason why can't peek into Wuqi's heart. Of course, the hypnotic effects of the passive hypnotic eye are shallower than the active hypnotic eye, but they are more subtle and more imperceptible. ,
So when thought that his third eye had peeked into Wuqi's heart, his consciousness was actually quietly hypnotized by the passive hypnotic eye at that moment. Although the golden light of the third eye shot into Wuqi's body, it did not really invade Wuqi's mind, but entered Wuqi's eyes.
When Wuqi's eyes were hypnotizing, they were as black as a black hole, without any impurities, and could only see a piece of darkness.
"Uncle Patriarch. Who are the thousand-faced people you are talking about? I'm not the thousand-faced people you are talking about. I don't know him either. Wu Qi replied without thinking, he had just recovered from his injuries with medical techniques, and his complexion was as strong as before he was not injured, but his clothes were already stained red with blood.
didn't rush to answer, he just glanced at the two white-clothed elders who had just gotten up from the ground, and the two elders immediately understood, and quickly ran to Bona's side, and with a pair of arms, they pulled the dazed Bona back to the elders' meeting.
"What are you doing! Let me go. Daddy!"
After a while, Bona's voice came from his ears, shook his head slowly, and his gaze at Wuqi became calm again, and he didn't say anything, but there was a burst of mockery in his heart.
Hmph! You're still trying to lie to me. You said that you are not a man with a thousand faces, so why did your injuries heal all of a sudden? Just now, you were obviously pretending to be injured on purpose. I'm really good at acting. You bastard!
It's weird, though. I remember that people with a thousand faces are very arrogant in their work, and they don't deliberately hide their identities, what do you mean by that? Is there any other reason? Hmph! Forget it, I don't bother to ask for any reason. I'll play with you and see what you want to do.
"Oh. So you're not a man of a thousand faces. deliberately put on a blank expression, he nodded slowly, and asked, "Then what are you going to do to inquire about the Staff of the Witch Pattern?" That thing is long gone. ”
"It's been a long time since you stopped here?" a look of surprise suddenly flashed in Wuqi's eyes, but after a moment, he said with a dark look on his face.
"Yes. ”
"Can that tell me where the Staff of the Witch Pattern is now? ”
"Is this ......"'s expression looked a little embarrassed, and Wuqi hurriedly asked, "Patriarch, please." I need this thing very much right now. If you know it, please be sure to tell me where it is now. ”
"The Staff of the Witch Crest was actually stolen many years ago. If I'm not mistaken, that man has often been seen on the Mentuo Plateau in recent years. replied as he carefully examined Wuqi's reaction from the corner of his eye, and when he saw Wuqi's blank expression, a trace of doubt suddenly rose in his heart: strange. How could this be the case? He should be angry. I'm obviously sarcastic about him, can't he see it?
Although the name of the Mentuo Plateau was very unfamiliar, Wuqi had seen it before, he raised his head slightly to look at the sky, and after meditating for a while, his face gradually showed joy, and he asked: "Is it the plateau in the snow-capped mountains in the north of the Ottoman Empire in the westernmost part of the world?"
was even more strange when he saw Wuqi's excited gaze, he couldn't help but be stunned, nodded blankly, and asked, "You are not a man with a thousand faces?"
"yes. Didn't I just say that? Uncle Patriarch, I don't know the thousand-faced man you talked about. Wuqi replied flatly.
"And who are you?" asked, puzzled.
"Well, me. Wuqi touched his nose with a smile, then stretched out a finger and pointed to the endless sky, raised his little head, and said in a loud voice: "I am the deputy of the head of the Magic-Breaking Group who everyone in the sky and the earth knows, Wuqi is also, nicknamed the slug." Uncle Patriarch, do you know the Tao now?"
After speaking, Wuqi deliberately wiped the snot on the tip of his nose and looked at with a smile, and's thinking was confused all of a sudden. What a mess of law-breaking groups, and what heaven and earth, he has been alive for hundreds of years, and he has never heard of such a society in the world, let alone the name Wuqi, and the nickname of slug makes him feel speechless.
How could anyone still have such a nickname? And this kid seems to be very proud. By the way, he said that he was just the deputy of the society, but what about the forehand? Could it be that his head was the man with a thousand faces? This is highly likely.
"Then who is your leader?" asked tentatively, he always thought that the kid in front of him would once again put on the previous posture, with a smug face, and even arrogantly introduced in front of himself how good the other party's head was, how good. But it turned out to be a joke that he didn't expect.
I saw that Wuqi's face suddenly changed, and the whole person's complexion immediately wilted, and after he sighed depressedly, he reluctantly pointed the finger that was just reaching out to the sky and slowly pointed to Na Ke Lulu beside him, and said softly: "It's her." ”
As soon as these words came out, Nakorulu's face immediately turned red, but the eyes of in front of her suddenly burst into two angry fires. Almost the moment Wuqi's words landed, a blue tendon suddenly appeared on's forehead, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he said in a deep voice with a gloomy face: "Boy." The joke is not funny at all. ”
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