The sand and dust gradually stopped, the heavens and the earth were silent, and the old demon of the piano who collapsed in his temples maintained the posture of playing the piano until death.

Tang Shan returned to bow his head and bow to the old demon of the dead Qin, this is the respect for the peerless master, the affirmation of the sound of the qin, died at my hand, you are not wronged!

Zhang Wu didn't have the opportunity to watch this earth-shattering battle, the sound of the piano was harsh, and even if he tried to cover his ears, he almost burst his eardrums.

As for Huang Xian, he was already deaf, and the sound of the piano had no effect on him, but he was so afraid of death that he cowered behind the hill and did not dare to show his head, for fear of alarming these masters to wipe him out.

"The conscription army is indeed worthy of its name, you have the physical strength and physical fitness of gods and demons, and you have invincible faith, Qin Lao Mo has few opponents in the world, and he is not defeated by you, the younger generation, sad and lamentable!"

The barefoot and barefoot snowman spoke, his tone was compassionate and virtuous, and then his voice changed: "But I see that you are seriously injured, your skin is cracked, and you use the sound of the piano to stimulate your body, and reach a state of twelve, and your vitality is pouring out under a roar, and your strength is declining, although you kill the old demon of Qin, how much combat power do you have?"

"You can try it!" Tang San did not show the appearance of weakness, just now he was really trying to stimulate the body, just like the tail vertebrae, using the pain of the wound to let himself burst out of his potential, otherwise how could he roar the sound of the piano, or even flip it over, and be a dead piano old demon in one move.

Looking at the appearance of Tangshan cowhide coaxing, the big snowman laughed, and decided that the thoughts in his heart were not shaken at all, I think your physical strength is not good, you just can't do it, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't let me change my mind, I can't imagine it, and my mind is harder than King Kong.

But he is not stupid, Qin Lao Mo has already made a bird, and now there is a female Bodhisattva beside him, and doing it with Tangshan will only cheapen others.

"Female Bodhisattva, why don't you go up and try it?" the snowman glanced at the woman and encouraged her to come forward.

"Or you go, there are a few little ghosts hiding behind the mountain, I'll block them for you, so that someone won't have to sneak attack" The female Bodhisattva's voice is very good, the sound is like a silver bell, crisp and pleasant, just like a little girl in her teens, who has not yet passed the voice change period, and the swallow warbler sounds.

"These two little ghosts have been frightened, don't worry, why don't you and I go up together, be him to death, and let's divide it again?"

"You're afraid!" the female bodhisattva not only did not cooperate, but said something amazing, breaking through the psychology of the snowman with one word, and then flew away.

The Maitreya Buddha in the snowman had a bitter face, and almost scolded his mother, your uncle, the old monk is looking for you to cooperate, if you don't give face, forget it, and assassinate me, femme fatale, not a son of man, not a son of man!

Then he also retreated a few feet, and defeated himself without a fight, because Tangshan is really fierce, and several of them are in the same realm, but they can slaughter the old demon Qin with one move and change themselves, which is something that I can't think of.

If people are cruel, the ghosts and gods are afraid of you, and the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas will have to take a detour.

But Tang San did not relax, walked to the ancient corpse, the corpse was still spotless, the dust just now could not touch the corpse at all, it was like this after death, it was unimaginable before his death, this is a golden body, the value is too great, he doesn't believe that the two in front of him will give up this opportunity.

It was also when the old demon Qin died, black clouds appeared in the already oppressive sky, enveloping the heavens and the earth, the afterglow of the sun disappeared, and a stormy atmosphere was pressed, making people feel dull and sad.

At this time, the more than ten masters at the peak of Danjin at the foot of the sacred mountain also heard the wind, and watched from a distance of several hundred meters, not daring to step forward, they were also considered to be Taoist figures, but under the hands of a few people in Tangshan, who were like gods, they could be slaughtered at will.

But seeing the big snowman smile, he glanced into the distance, and saw the amber light looking directly at a person, and suddenly had the illusion of electricity in the void.

When the rest of the people looked, the souls of the dead were all rising, and the other ten people were so frightened that they almost peed their pants, they were all big masters on the sonic shock side, but they couldn't even carry a "look", is the big snowman a demon?

"Run, ......" I don't know who took the lead in shouting in a panic, everyone whined and scattered, this is the battlefield of gods and Buddhas, and they are cannon fodder if they stay here!

The controlled Dan Jin master kung fu is not weak, one step of five meters, every time he lands, there are small pits on the ground, such as apes jumping, facing the drizzle, muddy and nightmarish to Tangshan.

Tang Shan, who had low eyebrows and kind eyes, didn't move, just stood there quietly, as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating until the raindrops gradually fell, then he stretched out his hand to feel the silent taste of the drizzle, and whispered: "Good rain!"

The palm of the hand is facing upward, and he does not see the movement of his running skills, but there are raindrops falling on the depression in the palm of his hand, as if they are sucked on it, they will not bounce and flow, gather but not disperse, one drop, two drops, ten drops, gathered together, like pearls dripping and turning in the pit of the hand.

Someone attacked, Tang San didn't look at it, his palm was gently thrown, the water droplets were volleyed in the air, the nails trembled slightly, and he knocked on the water droplets.

"Boom!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the air was exploded, and the water droplets shot out like bullets, shooting through the heavens and the earth, and there was an extraordinary physical phenomenon, condensing but not dissipating.

When I looked at it again, the Danjin master who was controlled by the big snowman didn't have time to react at all, blood was dripping from the center of his eyebrows, and the master's unique "little spiritual light" eyebrow groove was pierced, and he died immediately, his body smashed on the ground and splashed mud, and he died unjustly.

The big snowman then shook for a while, only to feel dizzy and slightly weakened, but he didn't have time to think about it at all, and he didn't see or hear the consciousness attack, and instinctively flew away, because in his perception, Tangshan suddenly disappeared.

There is only one possibility, which has struck silently.

At this moment, if Tangshan has divine help, it will be integrated with the drizzle, combined with the breeze, the wind and rain will be me, and I will be the wind and rain.

Calling *** God, the action is consistent with the frequency of the earth's rotation of celestial traction, heaven and earth are one with me, wind and rain are part of my body, I am the dragon king, calling for wind and rain!

Just when Tangshan was about to blow up the big snowman, he felt that his eyes were dark and he was immediately blind, and it was the female Bodhisattva's hat flying into the air, covering his vision.

The woman's heart is full of needles, and just now the big snowman was afraid of Tangshan, and in the blink of an eye, he helped him, moody, cloudy and uncertain, which made people elusive.

Got a chance to breathe, the snowman came back to his senses, pinched a handful of snow on his body as a cannonball and threw it out for the first time, forcing Tangshan's figure to stagnate, and then a type of Arhat worship Buddha, legs crossed, hands on both sides of the flat upward ten, head nodded, the whole body shook like fried hair, the snow in front of him was like a fine needle, "needle needle" shot out, dense like a rainstorm pear flower needle, all-round coverage, so that Tangshan could not hide.

You have snow, I have rain!

At this time, the rain has been getting heavier and heavier, pouring down, the storm and rain will envelop the heavens and the earth, Tangshan is really like a dragon king like a cloud and rain, both hands violently pushed forward, the air is suffocated, the front of the body has become a vacuum, the raindrops are like bullets to meet the snow and hit, the horn is continuous, and the air is burst.

In the next second, the two attacked almost at the same time, drawing a vacuum tunnel, because their speed was too fast, and the raindrops did not have time to fall.

The big snowman showed his true face, his mouth was as big as his cheeks, his eyebrows were thick and dark and long to his temples, he looked compassionate, even if he was fighting with people, he didn't forget to grin at the corners of his mouth, he had no heart or lungs, and he didn't know what life and death were.

Tang San was stunned when he saw this person, but he didn't care, he was already crazy, and he didn't care who you are.

As soon as the two of them touched, their movements were all weak, their hands seemed to tear cotton, their bodies did not collide, qigong went first, and there was a thick aura around them, wrapping themselves like a sponge, even if their fists and feet were touched, they were separated by a few centimeters, making a "puff" dilapidated sound, which was completely a competition between physical strength and "qi".

The fight between the two is like tearing up, you come and I swallow each other, push back and forth, don't hit the dots, consume each other's physical strength, it depends on who can't bear the blow up and collapse!

The female bodhisattva next to her took back the hat, smiled and watched the two of them push, this is the result she wants, you push, wait for the two of you to run out of strength, the benefits are mine!

The Tangshan and Maitreya Buddha in the tearing did not see any signs, but they were full of tacit understanding and attacked the female Bodhisattva at the same time, all with all their might.

This female bodhisattva looks weak, but the fight is like a bird hitting the dragon, one hand of the eagle claw has the power of piercing gold and jade, the nails have been finely trimmed, as sharp as the eagle's claws, two to one does not let the slightest, all are hard to touch tricks, strong and majestic, not weaker than others.

The three of them were still beside the ancient corpse for one second, and the next second they were twenty meters away, and the next second they were covered by a rain curtain, and there was no one in sight, leaving only a vacuum passage, telling their whereabouts.

After Tang Shan and the others disappeared, they finally couldn't hear the sound of hands, and Zhang Wu dared to look at it from behind the hill, the sky and the earth were hazy, the visibility was not high, but there was a magical scene.

The ancient corpse was clean all around, and the rain did not fall three inches from the body, even if there was mud splashed under the body, the corpse would not be stained at all, and it would not be stained by the mud like a fairy.

"To rob or not to rob?" Huang Xian looked straight, swallowed and foamed, and asked Zhang Wu.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, wait, there must be someone hiding around, and there are not only two smart people!" Zhang Wu lowered his head and continued to hide behind the hill, signaling Huang Xian to be quiet and not to talk too much, and not to peek, in case there is a master who is strong and upward, he will show his tracks at a glance.

Sure enough, a black shadow quietly came out of the woods, looking left and right, the head of the thief and the brain, learning Tang Shan to respectfully whisper to the ancient corpse, and then wrapped the corpse in a straw mat, and was about to leave.

But in an instant, there was an inaudible scream of "needle ......" breaking through the air, and the black shadow fell to the ground silently, and there was no time to react at all, and the chest was pierced by the blowing needle, and he was immediately poisoned and died.

Then a man in white appeared, he couldn't do the dripping water like Tangshan, and he couldn't integrate with the wind and rain with his own ability, but he could borrow foreign objects to achieve this effect, the white clothes and the rain curtain fused, and the blow needle sneak attacked, as long as you don't have the consciousness of not seeing or hearing, but the moment is sensitive, it will eventually give people a chance.

killed one person, but the man in white did not fight against the ancient corpse, but took out a pair of heavy glasses from the backpack behind him, and connected the instruments in the backpack with wires, thermal imagers!

Even high-tech equipment appeared, if it wasn't hidden behind the mountain to block the whole body, as long as there was flesh and blood under this kind of instrument, it would eventually be revealed.

The man in white glanced around with glasses, the corners of his mouth raised, he took a deep breath and placed a blow needle on his mouth.

"Poof...... one person died.

Blow twice in a row, and two people die.

These are all people who can endure their temperament like Zhang Wu, and they don't dare to look at the man in white, for fear that he will find out, but they didn't expect this guy to have high-tech equipment, and his body is not tightly covered, so he can't prevent it, and he lost his life in vain.

Kill two more people, the man in white still doesn't leave, takes out the compass from the bag, and turns the magnetic needle around, this thing is a sharp weapon for surveying feng shui, people have aura, affected by heaven and earth, and can be out with this thing.

And behind the hill, Huang Xian felt something, he didn't expect to meet his fellow Daoists, so let's play, took out the magnet from his arms and handed it to Zhang Wu, signaling that he could isolate the detection on his body, and then pinched his fingers and meditated, his body shape changed, and he had a mysterious atmosphere, and he couldn't see why Zhang Wu didn't know.

The magnetic needle stopped rotating, but the direction made the man in white stunned, because the pointer was shaking, there was a fierce appearance, just like a person was uneasy, the more it shook, the more intense, and finally "collapsed" the magnetic needle fell off, bounced out, and the compass was damaged.

The man in white instantly realized that there were metaphysical masters around him, and completely suppressed his halfway debut without a teacher's "scoop learning", high-tech instruments could not see others, and the compass was not used, which could only show that this person was extremely powerful, and he couldn't be provoked, and the wind was tight!

Turn around and leave, disappearing into the rain curtain.

Huang Xian opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, he was already drenched in heavy rain, coupled with sweating all over his body, he looked embarrassed, and there were rows of doorways in a row, and he used kung fu to affect the aura, causing the magnetic needle to collapse, almost making him collapse.