Chapter 393

That man was really a blind man, his eyes were beadless, he limped to the front of the land temple, stretched out his hands and touched the empty tribute plate on the ground, and immediately scolded: "This son of a bitch, your mother is going to die, and you are still picking so much, you don't even bring a piece of tribute to eat, so I went up the mountain early in the morning!"

Qin Song retreated silently, before he thought that the blind man was a master, but now it seems that he is just a charlatan who eats and waits for death.

"Doll, you saved your life with a good heart, but who will save my life?"

Qin Song stopped and looked back, only to see the blind man sitting in front of the Land Temple, babbling some incomprehensible words.

He took two more steps, took a deep breath, and walked over to the blind man, who had not made the slightest noise before, and if he was a mortal, the blind man would never have felt that he was beside him.

"Old man......" Qin Song spoke, his eyes staring at the old man without blinking.

The blind man was taken aback suddenly, as if he didn't expect that there was someone beside him, and with a scream, he collapsed to the ground: "You, who are you, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Blind man, I'm a scholar rushing to take the exam, I want to ask, do you know an immortal named Hao?" Qin Song asked, because this old man is too similar to Hao, but compared to Hao, he is much older.

Can a god really live for more than 100,000 years? Qin Song was still a little unconvinced, he suspected that Hao should be a later monk, who strayed into it and was sealed in the copper pillar.

"I don't know, you go quickly, Hugh is going to disturb me, I'm communicating with the land lord. The blind man waved his hand to chase away.

This old man was really old, his eyes were beadless, his hair was disheveled, his hair was unkempt, and his skin was black, like a dry little ghost, and like a dried corpse that had been dried for many years.

"Even if there are all kinds of magical hermit masters in the book, how can there be any in this reality?"

Qin Song smiled bitterly, turned around, and walked towards the mountain pavilion. Just now, he was herding the cow baby, and what he said made him misleading. made him think that the blind man was a hermit master, and the blind man and Hao had some similarities, which made him even more suspicious in his heart.

"I was in a hurry to go to the doctor. ”

He took another breath and walked into the mountain pavilion, Ling'er was very calm, enjoying the food quietly.

Looking at her beautiful and picturesque face and elegant and dignified posture, Qin Song's somewhat flustered heart calmed down again.

In the face of death, he is not so afraid and afraid, after all, he has experienced it once, he is afraid to see his loved one, die in front of his eyes, and he is powerless.

Qin Song looked at the mountains in the distance and said, "This place is not far from Xuanyuan Temple, and I can already vaguely feel the strange power fluctuations of Weishui. ”

Along the way, there are many dangers, many areas have been blocked, and the exposed Weishui terrain, every time he gets close to Weishui, he can feel the fluctuations of the prohibition, which is one trap after another.

He tossed and turned, and finally arrived at the Xuanyuan Temple, where it was the last chance and the only chance to live. But he also knew that in the endless primeval mountains ahead, there would inevitably be murderous opportunities lurking.

It's just that Qin Song can't guess who will appear there, will the top immortal venerables of the Nine Great Immortal Mountains come? Is that forced to be helpless, or is he deliberately trying to kill him? If it is dominated by the forces of the Southern Wilderness, it means that the Southern Wilderness has a very heavy heart to kill him, and if it is dominated by the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea, it means that the Southern Wilderness Immortal Dao still has a trace of affection for him.

Qin Song looked at Ling'er and said, "You have just woken up, and your cultivation has not yet recovered, so I will put you in the world of Taixuan Ling." ”

Chen Ling'er nodded.

Qin Song sacrificed the Taixuan Order, and the Xuanguang flashed, and Chen Ling'er in the mountain pavilion suddenly flew into the Taixuan Order.

"Heaven is good at taking care of Ling'er. ”

With that, Qin Song's razor-sharp eyes swept towards the distant sky, and his hands were clenched.

"Hell door, hmph, it's time to break through. ”

His upright body was shrouded in the rainbow, rushing to the sky, like thunder and lightning, raging across the sky, and one step was the distance of several mountains, as if the ancient supernatural power shrunk into inches.

Half a day later, he could already see the turbid waves of Weishui, the water surface was endless, the waves were magnificent, the red sun was falling in the west, the waves were sparkling, and the refracted light was as brilliant as broken gold.

The Weishui River is seven or eight hundred miles wide, and I don't know how much it is long, but it only knows that it runs through the entire Southern Wilderness Continent and Middle Earth, connects the Yellow Spring in the north, and leads to the sea in the east. No one knows how deep it is, one is that ordinary monks can't touch Weishui at all, because of the Yellow Spring, many people will lose their memories after touching Weishui, resulting in a big drop in mood.

It is said that only monks who have experienced the catastrophe of wind and fire can barely withstand the power of the Yellow Spring in Weishui, and the great monks of the Nine Heavens of Daoji can enter the water, but the time they stay is only for a moment, which is not enough to penetrate the bottom of the river.

It stands to reason that there should be a dead silence in Weishui, but the strange thing is that Weishui is full of vitality, and there are a lot of big fish, and the power is monstrous, comparable to monks, some of which are water beasts, and have the mana to fight with Daoji Ninefold Heaven Monks, but they can't give birth to spirituality, and their spiritual intelligence is equivalent to ordinary beasts, and they only know bloody and brutal killings.

This is also the horror of Weishui.

"If the records in the Daozang are true, I will definitely survive if I escape into Weishui!"

Qin Song was like a bolt of lightning, flying rapidly, at this moment, the speed was almost extreme, and the whole person was like a bolt of lightning, with a click, and rushed towards Weishui.

As the rapid approach, his heart beat violently, and a dangerous aura, in his senses, became stronger at an alarming speed!

At this moment, all of a sudden, the sky was filled with purple mist, and a rainbow hung like a galaxy, spreading towards Qin Song's figure who was flying rapidly over the mountains.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

Qin Song's pupils shrank, although he had expected it in his heart, he still couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart, he knew that he had been stopped, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

"Falling Star Sword!"

I saw that he had a horizontal sword in his hand, and slashed forward, and the huge sword light fell with a bang, directly touching the rainbow.

A loud bang, accompanied by his low shout, sounded between the mountains, and the brilliant light came out like a monstrous wave, and the prosperous world was shocked.

Qin Song's figure retreated again and again, the soles of his feet stepped into the void again and again, and every step he took fell, the void exploded, and a strong light like lightning appeared.

The verdant peaks in the vicinity are bald one after another, and the large green vegetation has turned into a few points, so that the color of the mountain itself is exposed.

Qin Song took a few steps back before he stabilized his figure, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes, and the golden light shone: "Daoji Eight Heavens!"

In his eyes, between the nearby heaven and earth, one after another prohibitions appeared, and the mountains, rivers and the earth were all engraved with forbidden dao patterns, forming a powerful and terrifying array at this moment.

I saw one metal boy after another, from one mountain peak after another, at the same time like a small fish, colluding with each other, forming a whole.

"Blocking the four sides of the world, this is afraid that I will escape, but I am really thoughtful. Qin Song's heart sank again and again, although he was no longer willing to admit it, he knew that the Southern Wilderness Immortal Dao was not coerced, but really wanted to kill him.

Even if Qin Song's heart is tenacious, he actually feels that his eyes are a little moist at this moment.

"This is based on the ancient Wu Clan's Twelve Heavenly Great Array, derived from it, which can seal the mountains and rivers and the world, Qin Song, you can't escape today!"

A sneer resounded between the nearby mountains, and there were a lot of people, people shouting and beasts roaring, and the momentum was monstrous.

In Qin Song's eyes, one after another monks appeared, as if an ocean was surging, and among each mountain peak, dozens of Daoji monks appeared, presiding over the big array, the number was not very large, but it was like thousands of troops and horses were coming.

Above the sky, there were mysterious and powerful figures, looming, without a trace of emotional fluctuations in their eyes, all looking at him indifferently.

That kind of look made Qin Song feel like a corpse without temperature.

One of the hazy figures, like a peerless beauty dressed as a man, Qin Song had not seen it more than once, and naturally recognized that it was Xu Yuehua, the immortal of Taihua Mountain.

There is also a person, standing in the mist, but like a fairy sword, against the sky, the breeze blows beside him, it will turn into an endless flying sword, there seems to be a sword sound, although Qin Song has never seen this person, but he has felt the breath of the other party, it is the sword pavilion master supreme sword master.

There is also a person who seems to be sitting on the golden sun stretched out, he can't see his facial features clearly, but his breath is terrifying, if Qin Song doesn't guess much, it should be the strongest immortal of the Sword Pavilion Jin Family.

Qin Song smiled bitterly, and looked in other directions, he saw the fat big monk, and also looked at a Taoist with a thin face......

Their figures are hazy, they can't see it really, and they don't seem to want to show their true colors, but the aura that naturally exudes can collapse a mountain in an instant.

"Qin Song, we have been waiting for you for a long time, and we have long known that you are coming back to Xuanyuan Temple. ”

Looking at those monks with indifferent expressions, Qin Song looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha, the supremes of the Nine Great Immortal Mountains are here, my Qin Song's face today is really big enough, I'm afraid that if I die, I can be recorded in the history of the Southern Wilderness Immortal Dao. Qin Song said loudly, seemingly full of pride, but his heart was extremely lost, unprecedented loss.

"Since you know that you are invincible, why don't you tie your hands and do it in vain?!"

"If you fight, you will have a chance to live, if you don't fight, you will definitely die, then fight!" Qin Song stood alone in the void, his long sword pointed ahead, and shouted: "Even if I die in battle today, I will never compromise and be humiliated by you!"

"You are also the first contemporary youth in the Southern Wilderness, why do you have to die so undignified?"

"You all say nice things on your lips, but you all see me as a dead person in your hearts, and even your eyes are cold. ”

"The reason why I gave up resistance is because you pity me? No, it's because you are afraid of the spiritual weapon in my hand, and you don't want to pay the price, so you want to kill me!"

Qin Song gritted his teeth, and shouted alone: "A group of sanctimonious dogs, I, Qin Song, am not afraid of you, if there is a kind, I will make a move, even if I die, I will pull a few of you to be the back!"