"Since you're asking for a title, I'll send you to become an immortal today!”
The moment Wei Chuan smelled the fishy smell, his face turned angry and he shouted.
That fishy smell was clearly the yellow weasel's urine poison. This yellow weasel was using this temple as a dining table!
As expected, mountain monsters were mountain monsters. No matter how deep their cultivation was, they were still beasts!
Wei Chuan suddenly grabbed the Ghost God Coiling Dragon Halberd. The Black Tortoise tattoo on his body moved, and Xuanming power surged into his body.
In an instant, the surrounding demonic qi dispersed, and no one could stay three meters away from Chuan.
Feeling the pressure and murderous aura from Wei Chuan, how could the yellow weasel not know that he had met a tough nut today?
However, it was a spiritual monster that had cultivated for a hundred years, so it immediately reacted.
It suddenly turned around, raised its head, and roared at Wei Chuan and Blackie. At the same time, he spat out yellow smoke.
The yellow smoke and stench only entered Wei Chuan's nose slightly, but he felt his blood flow slow down and his head started to feel dizzy. Blackie sat on the ground and said with a smile,
"I can't stand this smell. It's so coquettish.”
"Lazy!" Seeing that Blackie was unwilling to move, Wei Chuan glared at him.
In an instant!
Wei Chuan bit the tip of his tongue, and a wisp of Xuanwu blood spread in his mouth with a faint bloody taste.
At the same time, the fatigue and coldness in his body disappeared without a trace.
Wei Chuan's killing intent intensified when he saw the sinister expression on the weasel's face.
"Old thing, I, Zhu Xie, don't get close to you. There's no taboo!”
"Celestial Slaying Halberd!"
The moment he got close to the weasel, Wei Chuan held the halberd with both hands and struck a straight stab. His right foot stomped forward, borrowing the force of the rebound to charge forward.
It was night, but a visible black mist rose from the halberd. The Ghost God Coiling Dragon Halberd, which was shrouded in black mist, shot out like a black sword.
"Hiss…Roar!"
The yellow weasel felt a mountain-like killing intent in its eyes grow stronger and stronger, and its entire body could not move. It let out an obviously terrified roar.
Swoosh... Bang!
A dull explosion sounded. The tip of the Ghost God Coiling Dragon Halberd directly hit the weasel's chest. Its flesh exploded and instantly pierced through the weasel's chest.
Under the effect of the huge force, the weasel was sent flying backward and fell into the courtyard outside the temple gate.
"Squeak…Forgive me."
A large hole appeared in his chest, and the stench of blood mixed with the stench of blood gushed out.
The yellow weasel could not withstand the pain, and it roared continuously. He even spat out a word intermittently!
"You're asking me for a title. Why don't you see if you can take it?”
Seeing that this weasel could actually speak, Wei Chuan couldn't help but feel scared.
It was so f * cking disgusting and scary!
Previously, the weasel had relied on demonic qi and illusions to speak. Now, it seemed that the weasel's cultivation was not low.
Unfortunately, he bumped into her!
Swoosh...
Ignoring the weasel's wails, Wei Chuan directly chopped off its head with his halberd.
This yellow weasel was the most vengeful.
After killing the weasel, the demonic aura in the temple instantly dissipated, and a warm feeling reappeared.
The system notification sounded, but Wei Chuan did not have the time to bother with it.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the yellow demon. The reward is 100 luck points. The total luck points are 2390."
Bang!
Wei Chuan waved the Ghost God Coiling Dragon Halberd and stood beside him. He said to the incense burner not far away,"
"The three of you, is this show good?"
"I encountered demonic qi on the way and found this place. Little brother, we didn't mean to disturb you."
A clear voice came from behind the incense burner.
"It's really lively tonight." At this moment, Blackie also walked out of the temple with its hands on its neck. The powerless look from before also disappeared without a trace. He stared at the darkness where the voice came from with a strange smile.
In the next moment.
Three figures walked out from behind the incense burner.
These three figures were dressed like Miao people, and they were wearing large coats.
Two men and one woman, all of different ages.
The leader was a tall and straight man with yellowish skin and well-defined facial features. He looked to be about 35 or 36 years old. His body still carried a thick aura of Dao and killing intent.
Behind him was a young man and a woman. The man's appearance was also special. He seemed to be from the Miaojiang area. The woman, on the other hand, had a quiet temperament. She carried a bamboo basket on her back and a flower umbrella. She had a unique aura.
Judging from their clothes, these three people probably came from a place with strong winds and cold.
At the junction between Xiangxi and Lingdong, the cold winter had passed, and there was no need to wear a coat.
When the yellow weasel appeared, he and Little Black found that someone had followed the yellow weasel.
With just a glance, the two of them recognized the identity of the newcomer.
The three of them walked. They were dressed in Taoist robes, two men and one woman. Their bodies emitted a Taoist aura and the smell of earth.
It was the Mountain Moving Sect Master!
The oldest person in the lead was Francolin Whistle!
He was the current leader of the Mountain-Moving Sect. It was rumored that he was a genius who moved mountains once in a hundred years. He was famous for his Mountain-Moving Sea-Reclaiming Technique. At the same time, his spear technique and martial arts were also extremely strong.
As for the curly-haired man behind him, he was his junior brother, the old foreigner. That woman was his junior sister Hua Ling.
"I see the original character again."
A smile appeared on Wei Chuan's face.
After meeting Little Black by chance a year ago, he had now met the Mountain Moving Chief, Francolin Whistle.
Francolin Whistle was currently in the limelight.
The only person who could be compared to Zhe Gushao in the pugilistic world was the chief of Xie Ling, Chen Yulou.
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