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Qin Mu frowned. Pangong Cuo was afraid of the voodoo he had refined, so he didn't dare to attack, so he had to retreat, but the witchcraft and soul worship he used when venting his anger was indeed terrifying!
Pan Gongcuo is still in the Liuhe realm, but the masters in the Seven Star realm will die as soon as they worship, especially the three demon monks are very capable, and they are even more successful in cultivating strange beasts.
The golden-winged roc is also a well-known alien species in the Great Ruins. It is extremely powerful and physically tyrannical. In addition, it has practiced the Dharma of Xiaoleiyin Temple, and its soul is stable.
He paid homage to the death of three golden-winged rocs in a row. This supernatural power can indeed make the butcher take precautions!
In the past, Pan Gongcuo still had some bearing and a style of a master, but now he has been repeatedly frustrated by Qin Mu's hands, and he has become angry from embarrassment, so he has no scruples in taking action.
This time he paid homage to the three demon monks from Xiaoleiyin Temple, and next time he might attack the people around Qin Mu.
Who can stop him from bowing?
"However, it seems that after Pan Gongcuo paid homage to these three people, he was also seriously injured. Obviously, this supernatural power has a huge backlash and cannot be used indiscriminately."
Qin Mu's brows still did not relax. Even though the backlash was great, this kind of supernatural power of begging someone to die is really hard to deal with and hard to guard against.
"Bury these three monks, don't let them expose their corpses to the wilderness."
Several people buried the bodies of the three golden-winged rocs. Qin Mu paid homage and sighed: "Good luck, you three. I will burn a Pangong Cuo to commemorate you in another day. Let's go wait a minute!"
Long Qilin stopped quickly, Qin Mu closed his eyes, opened them after a while, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, boosted his vitality, and spread the paper neatly in the air.
He picked up the brush and ink, and painted in the middle of nowhere. It didn't take long for him to draw a statue of a god and golem standing on the altar.
Qin Mu was about to put in the last stroke, but stopped, took out the seal and stamped it on the painting, and then drew the last stroke.
"The key to Pangong Tso's witchcraft and soul worship should lie in this god and demon."
He looked up and down to make sure that he did not make a mistake. The deaf man taught him calligraphy and painting, in which painting is very particular about capturing form, meaning and spirit in an instant. Qin Mu often went out to the village with him to collect scenery and draw various things. The specific shape and charm of this god and demon were captured and accurately drawn.
"I don't recognize this god and demon, but there are all kinds of statues of gods and demons in the Great Ruins. The village chief and Master Ma are well-informed, and they probably recognize them. Since you have come to the Great Ruins, then go back to the village and ask them. Even if they don't recognize it, there will always be someone who recognizes the Heavenly Sacred Sect and Yankang Kingdom!"
Putting the painting away, Qin Mu thought to himself: "As long as you recognize this god and demon, you will have the possibility to unravel Pangong Tso's witchcraft! Otherwise, the only way to go is to get rid of him at all costs."
Regardless of all costs, that is to say, to conquer the Loulan Golden Palace, and to conquer a holy place like the Loulan Golden Palace, you need to capture the grassland first and destroy the countries on the grassland.
One can imagine how difficult it is to do so.
Therefore, the last way can only be to encourage the emperor to use troops on the grassland under unavoidable circumstances, and level the Loulan Golden Palace. The Tianshengjiao alone does not have this ability.
As Long Qilin walked forward, Qin Mu summoned two white bats to treat their injuries. After their injuries recovered, Qin Mu rushed up to the sky under the protection of the two white bats to observe the terrain.
After a while, Qin Mu fell down, frowning slightly, he didn't see Yongjiang.
If he saw the Yongjiang River, he could still determine his position. If he didn't see the Yongjiang River, it would be difficult to find his exact location only by the marks on the geographical map of Daxu.
They walked eastward for a hundred miles, Qin Mu flew to the sky again, continued to check the geography, and compared it with the geographical map of the Great Ruins in his memory.
After doing this again and again, he finally identified their position according to the trend of mountains and rivers.
"We are located near Xitian Palace, not far from Xitu."
Qin Mu recognized the direction, heaved a sigh of relief, landed, and told Long Qilin the path. They walked another hundred miles to the east. Qin Mu estimated that he was about to reach the location of the West Heaven Palace marked on the geographical map of Daxu. He was looking around when he suddenly saw that the road became steeper.
A huge piece of land obliquely inserted into the Great Ruins, like a huge disc, much higher than the nearby mountain peaks, as if this piece of land flew from the sky and fell into the Great Ruins!
Long Qilin stopped, and Qin Mu looked towards this huge piece of land. The jungle here was dense, but the large-scale architectural ruins could still be seen from the green shade.
And some places where the ground is cracked, you can see the luster of metal, this piece of land??
Qin Mu returned the salute: "I'm just passing by."
The boy smiled, waved his hand and said, "Make a way, let them pass."
Qin Mu smiled and nodded to both sides, and walked over with Long Qilin and Brother Baibat. In front of them, the incense car was broken, the wheels and dome were smashed, and two sika deer turned into a human figure and fell down beside the broken car. , the other showed its original shape, it should be the doe, lying there with injuries all over her body.
And the mother and daughter they were protecting also came out of the car. The young woman was covered in blood and panting, protecting the child behind her.
"The righteous man"
The man transformed from the male deer suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Qin Mu's clothes, raised his head with difficulty, and said angrily, "Righteous man, please"
Qin Mu lifted the hem of his clothes, broke free from his hands, and continued to walk forward.
He passed by the doe, startled slightly, and saw that the doe with the little red flower was already dead, without breath.
Qin Mu withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward. Suddenly, the woman called "Nai Kui" grabbed his hand, looked at him expectantly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Take my child, as long as she can live come down"
Qin Mu paused, and the boy from Zhentian Palace behind him said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, this is my Zhentian Palace's family business!"
Qin Mu broke free from her hand, continued to walk forward, smiled and gestured to the celestial beings on both sides, and led the dragon unicorn and two white bats across the battlefield.
Long Qilin followed Qin Mu in a few steps, turned his head to look at Qin Mu's face, and said hesitantly, "Master"
Qin Mu said with a blank face, "I can't get involved in other people's family affairs"
Long Qilin said: "It's okay not to ask, the Patriarch said you always make troubles, it seems that you have indeed grown up."
Qin Mu was stunned: "Grown up? Is this grown up?"
"Knowing the trade-offs between advantages and disadvantages, it is natural to grow up and be very sensible."
Long Qilin said: "In the past, you were very irrational. You beat this and that, not afraid of offending others. In those few months, the Patriarch wiped a lot of your ass."
Qin Mu was silent, and the sound of shouting and killing came from behind.
"This is growing up I don't want to grow up like this"
Qin Mu sneered, and continued to walk forward. Small swords flew out of the gluttonous bag without a sound, and were inserted in the surroundings. More and more flying swords fell to the ground, forming a sword array.
He continued to move forward, and the 8,000 swords were also constantly spreading forward, and the swords were walking on mountains and rivers, and these swords also pierced into the shape of mountains and rivers.
Ding, the last sword light landed.
Qin Mu stopped, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and all eight thousand swords sank into the ground. He suddenly lifted his clothes to cover them, and his figure disappeared!
"I don't want to grow up to be such an adult!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com