The gilt-haired needles are like spring rain under the sun, moistening things silently. Only a little sunlight on the surface can be noticed. It is as dense as a fine mist, blowing towards the masked man.
Like jellyfish on the surface of shallow seas, they are both beautiful and deadly.
The masked man didn't even turn his head, and the bronze sun wheel on his back spontaneously lit up with the bloody red light of the setting sun, and the surrounding air trembled due to the high temperature.
The sun wheel ignited the air, and flame flowers grew in the sky. The pure and invisible flames were like clay, being molded by the sun wheel into the appearance of young three-legged golden crows.
The golden crow flaps its wings and pounces forward, burning and eating the gilded needles like an eagle carving a snake.
Hu Xiuwu's Huang Ting Jing has only been unsealed for a few months, and even his physical body has not reached the point of being indestructible, let alone his hair. Hair has not yet become invulnerable to water and fire, so naturally it cannot stand the intrusion of hair's natural enemy, the fierce flames. In an instant, it was burned into blue smoke and dissipated among the mountains and rivers.
When the masked man was distracted for a moment, the experienced Wang Zhenqiu took the opportunity to loosen the Qi that was supporting him under his feet,
At the critical moment, he fell back into the pool, and the stone spear just passed over his lower abdomen. The stone spear swayed with force and tore the hem of his short sleeves into pieces.
After falling into the water, Wang Zhenqiu's six arms fluttered wildly, like a squid, quickly shuttled to Hu Xiuwu's side and stood side by side with him.
The little golden crow summoned by the bronze sun wheel did not dissipate and was still flying in the sky. It even lifted the sun wheel, which was already made of lava, from the masked man's back and guarded it around the sun.
Carrying the sun disc on your back, holding the frost in your hand.
Even a confident man like Wang Zhenqiu started to murmur in his heart. He unconsciously held the fire-pointed spear tightly with both hands to increase his confidence. The other two heads also focused on the masked man:
"Brother Hu, are you sure we can deal with him with just the two of us?"
When playing the role of Nezha, Wang Zhenqiu seemed much more serious than usual. Even the famous naughty kid in mythology is more serious than Wang Zhenqiu. How do you think he looks like a normal person?
Hu Xiuwu coughed twice and took this opportunity to take a quick breath to relieve the feeling of tightness, swelling and pain in his chest. With his free left hand, he caressed the chest that had just been hit by a stone spear. Under the armor, it was already covered with bruises. Se, that is, if he were to be called Wang Zhenqiu's body, even with the protection of mountain armor, two ribs would be broken:
He glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and said to Wang Zhenqiu: "You have to have confidence in yourself, Nezha is more famous than him."
Wang Zhenqiu paid attention for a moment. He had already looked twice at the pocket watch that disappeared from Hu Xiuwu's hand.
When facing a strong enemy, you still concentrate on looking at your watch. Is time important? Why? Are they waiting for reinforcements, or is there something else going on in Bug Valley?
besides······
Glancing at the demon-like enemy opposite him, Wang Zhenqiu thought to himself:
This time the opponent is a real sinner who has made serious mistakes. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a sinner. There is no need for two temporary workers to deal with him alone. The large space at the bottom of the pool can accommodate a hundred people. Why did only two people come? A temporary worker?
Could it be that he has any shady secrets about him that can be accessed everywhere?
All kinds of doubts were growing in his heart like overgrown grass, which made him feel itchy, but Wang Zhenqiu still held back and did not question Hu Xiuwu now.
The barbarian god opposite can be said to have sharp ears and eyes, but he has experienced the power of those pair of wind-catching ears. In Gajia Village, you can hear his conversation at the entrance of the village, which is even more powerful than Chen Yulou's Wenshan Panlong.
'That means delaying time. He didn't give details. That means the plan is still being implemented smoothly. I don't need to know the details. As long as I can survive, it will be considered a success. '
'Come on then! '
The smile of the past reappeared on Wang Zhenqiu's face, which contained both the excitement for God's challenge and the expectation for the truth.
The war breaks out again,
This time, Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu took action together. The two cooperated with each other and tried not to confront the enemy head-on. The two used the oldest hunting method, relying on flexible movement and long-range attacks to put the prey into a state of exhaustion.
In ancient times, humans used this method to hunt elephants and bison, which is also commonly known as kite flying.
After several fights, Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu were relatively uninjured, but the aftermath of the fight between the three changed the venue drastically.
The deep pool was completely frozen into an ice rink. You could stand firmly on it without using Qi. There were sword marks and big pits all over the ice.
The soles of his feet were covered with cold ice, and it was not safe in the air. The little golden crows composed of blazing flames blocked the sky in the Worm Valley.
Yu Jingzi hovered beside Hu Xiuwu, but these golden crows were the incarnation of fire, and the poison carried by the three corpse needles had no effect on them. The three corpse needles were also safe and could not break the masked man's defense.
On the other hand, Wang Zhenqiu's jelly-like companions, the people from Puling didn't dare to come out at all.
All Yu Jingzi could do was to control the Three Corpse Needles to swim in the air near Hu Xiuwu and help him block his weak defensive positions.
"loach,"
Their opponents were not beasts with low IQs. Seeing that Hu Xiuwu and Wang Zhenqiu did not dare to move forward and were only messing around outside of him, they did not understand what the two of them were planning. They got angry from the noses on their masks. He exhaled two thick breaths, which lasted for a long time.
Then, he used the stone spear as a staff and raised it high above his head.
"Be careful, he's going to call for thunder."
As soon as Wang Zhenqiu saw this gesture, he knew what he was going to do. Although he was not the one who struck him last time, he had seen the power of thunder with his own eyes.
The sky above the Insect Valley is dense with lead clouds, and the gloomy and depressing feeling before the storm arrives before the thunder.
Subsequently,
Thunder resounded through the sky, and lightning tore through the darkness.
Thunder fell from the sky and rushed towards Hu Xiuwu.
But before it could hit Hu Xiuwu, the yang and strong Qi carried by the sky thunder first aroused the strong Yin Qi in the valley to rebound.
King Xian raised Tai Sui here, and had already accumulated a large amount of Yin Qi. In addition, the special terrain of the Worm Valley was like a large bucket, leaving the Yin Qi nowhere to vent, creating a place where Yin Qi gathered, and Hu During this period of time, Xiu Wu once again connected the nine winding loops towards the mountain bank. It was like turning on a faucet, and more Yin Qi accumulated.
Normally, nothing happens, but thunder is the most yang and the strongest thing in the world. When it collides with the rich yin and qi in the valley, the yin and yang immediately produce a violent reaction.
It's like throwing a piece of sodium into a bucket full of water, which immediately ignites the Yin Qi and causes it to riot. The Yin Qi even spurts out of the valley, dissipating the mist and rainbow light on the valley, and forming a rainbow over the valley. Amid the cold, damp black clouds.
There are black clouds connected in the Tianhe River. This is called a black pig crossing the river. According to ancient legend, this is a sign that a monster appears in the world.
Being provoked by a black pig riding on the face has always been the thunder above the nine heavens. After suffering such injustice, he frantically vented his temper to Insect Valley.
Thunderstorm is coming,
One after another, the sky thunder fell like rain, trying to wipe out all the Yin Qi in the valley.
The violent celestial phenomena are no longer controllable by the masked man.
Thunder attacked indiscriminately, thunder flashed in the valley, and thunder echoed and roared continuously.
Before the first thunderbolt fell, Hu Xiuwu seemed to know what would happen next. Not only did he not take a defensive posture, but he quickly took off the mountain-climbing armor made of dragon fire bronze and threw it into Luo Fengtian. The Gui Gui sword in his hand, which could easily attract thunder, was also thrown in.
Yu Jingzi was even more useless. As soon as Luo Fengtian's cave opened, he trembled and got in immediately. No matter whether he was alive or dead, the little demon snake Yu Jingzi was afraid of thunder.
After throwing everything on his body that could easily trigger thunder into Luo Fengtian, Hu Xiuwu took the time to leave the lake, followed behind him was Wang Zhenqiu, whose innate energy had dissipated and his face was rippling.
Hu Xiuwu:······
Wang Zhenqiu is such a shrewd man. When he saw Hu Xiuwu's strange behavior, he immediately noticed something was wrong. As soon as Hu Xiuwu ran away, he started running too.
As soon as he arrived at the shore, Hu Xiuwu used the Earth Order to lift up the ground, revealing a previously prepared hole. This hole was at the earthquake level of Worm Valley according to his calculations.
Shocked like thunder,
Don’t fight your own people!
On the other side, after the ability to control the celestial phenomena went out of control, the masked man was immediately targeted by the sky thunder because he was still carrying a bunch of metal objects. Send him a furious thunder with great power.
Being entangled by the thunder, he did not notice his opponent who had run away. The continuous flashes of lightning and roaring thunder in the valley greatly disturbed him.
Then he was bathed in thunder.
In the cave,
Although he had just narrowly escaped death, Wang Zhenqiu still had a smile on his face, leaning against the earth wall, looking at the figure wearing a pair of sunglasses who was being struck by lightning outside.
I go! How well-prepared, even the viewing props are ready.
Taking this rare moment of respite, Wang Zhenqiu asked many questions that had accumulated in his heart and were about to explode:
"Have you been prepared for a long time? Use your own strength to deal with him, right? That's why there are only two of us. If there are more people, it will be easy to accidentally hurt us when facing natural disasters."
"But what does this have to do with time."
"Also, what should I do if the thunderstorm outside can't kill him? Do you have any backup plan?"
Suddenly, Wang Zhenqiu spit out a series of questions like a machine gun, shooting at Hu Xiuwu.
But Hu Xiuwu's attitude was not as enthusiastic as Wang Zhenqiu's. Instead, he said indifferently and without interest: "You will know in a minute."
Then no matter how Wang Zhenqiu asked, he kept silent.
The thunderstorm outside lasted for an hour. If the thunderstorms hadn't been diverted by the resisting masked men, they would have caused forest fires.
After everything calmed down outside, driven by doubt and curiosity, Wang Zhenqiu jumped out of the hole first, wanting to see what kind of lawsuit Hu Xiuwu was selling.
What would he do if the thunderstorm failed to kill the god of trouble?
After the thunder and lightning struck the Bug Valley, the air was exceptionally fresh, and the scenery became brighter and sunny.
But Wang Zhenqiu looked at the deep pool and stood there blankly.
On top of the melted pool water, there is a masked man, no, a weirdo kneeling on one knee on the water.
He has a pair of eyes like snails and crabs that stick out from their sockets, like tentacles. His ears are like bat wings, which are still flapping. He has a wide mouth like a buffalo that is split to the ears. He is panting. Even with his rough breath, you can see the red tongue in His mouth.
He held a spear covered with frost in his hand, with a red sun disk floating behind him and a golden crow hovering around him.
His momentum was even higher than before, like a high mountain. Just looking at him made Wang Zhenqiu breathless.
If there were immortals, that would be nothing more than this.
Not only was the enemy not injured, but he became stronger!
Could it be that Hu Xiuwu was self-defeating?
After Hu Xiuwu came out of the cave, when he saw this scene, he was not surprised but overjoyed:
"Ha, it's done!"
