Those who can run gather in the Nine Spirits Holy Land, those who can fly gather in the Xie Luo Chuan Holy Land, and humans and those who borrow demon power gather in the Yi Zhe River Holy Land.
Except for the sheep power demon king who can run and fly, the distinction between the three holy places is extremely clear.
No matter how fast the Nine Wind Demon King runs, he is running on land, not flying in the air.
If this were not the case, the opponent would not need to borrow the golden eagle to pursue him.
Zhang Xuezhou flew into the air, flapping his wings very freely.
If he still has some problems during the day, but at night when he dives into the night sky, he is sure to be able to throw the other party to ashes in an unknown corner.
If the opponent goes back and controls the Golden Eagle again, Zhang Xuezhou will take out his dark horse and continue running, dodging the Golden Eagle's feather arrow skills and culling on the way.
His way of escaping was so simple and unpretentious.
As long as the opponent doesn't swarm him, he can really run.
Zhang Xuezhou has learned nothing else in these years, and almost all of his abilities can be linked to running.
It was embarrassing when he used the Deyi technique, but Zhang Xuezhou was really happy when he ran.
The early teachings of Hongku and others were indeed correct, but if the skills he learned had not developed in this direction, he would have died ten or eight times.
Learn some powerful striking techniques, but there must be more powerful techniques.
No matter how fast you practice, there will always be monks with higher realms.
At a low level of cultivation, running away is indeed the best way to save your life.
Only if his life is saved can he talk about development.
"You don't even dare to confront yourself, and you actually want me to fight you?"
Hongku's voice came, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but respond angrily.
"You're about to get rid of this curse on me," Zhang Xuezhou shouted, "You always make small moves like this, it's very embarrassing for me, and it will be hard for me to trust you in the future!"
"I didn't put a curse on you," Hongku explained.
"Then why can't I rub off your disguise powder? I can't even pull off your wig," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"I told you, if you have finished dealing with the Master, the Venerable and others, then wash these things off your face. Even if there is a spell-casting medium in it, it will be washed away." Hong Ku emphasized: " Wash it off with water, not rub it or pull it, do you understand?"
"Everyone uses makeup powder that can be rubbed in, but you use washable powder!"
"This is not one of those low-end disguise powders that you can tell at a glance. Its only flaw is that it's afraid of water!"
Hongku explained a few sentences, which finally made Zhang Xuezhou clear about his problem.
"Then how did you talk to me?" Zhang Xuezhou changed his mind and said: "You and I are so far apart, and you can still talk to me. This must be a curse!"
"It's just a snake head charm," Hong Ku said helplessly: "If you wash it, it will be washed away. If someone targets you, this can still help you protect yourself!"
"I don't need protection now, please quickly remove this curse!"
Zhang Xuezhou flapped his wings vigorously and touched his head again.
At this time, he was quite envious of Ning Cheng's ability to summon wind and rain. As long as the rain washed away, he could return to his original shape.
"Hongku, you and Venerable Lei are indeed colluding. You hide it so well!"
The demonic eyes of the Nine Wind Demon King below were looking around, and there was an angry voice, which made Zhang Xuezhou even more sure that he had a high probability of being safe.
If you are safe, you don't need others to protect you. Zhang Xuezhou feels that it is the right thing for Hong Ku to remove this curse as soon as possible.
"Fly down, even if it's within one foot of Jiufeng at this time," Hong said bitterly.
"I'm not going!" Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously.
"You should know the spell I used to kill Master Honghua!"
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Xuezhou was horrified for a moment.
He scratched his head and missed the deer-cutting knife that he had given to Li Guang.
As long as he has a deer-cutting knife in hand, he can shave the hair off his head in a few swishes.
"Believe it or not, I will light a fire on my head and burn away your snake-head cursed hair!"
"Do you think my spell is afraid of ordinary fire?"
Hongku responded quietly, and then persuaded Zhang Xuezhou to get closer to the Nine Wind Demon King.
As long as Hongku is given the opportunity to release the snake head curse, it will be good for both of them.
"Think carefully, you won't necessarily die if you get close to the Nine Wind Demon King," Hong Ku advised.
"You mean I will definitely die if I don't get close to the Nine Wind Demon King?" Zhang Xuezhou translated.
"I didn't say that, but you can understand it!"
Taking Zhang Xuezhou's place down the mountain, Hong Ku killed the four apprentices who were following him, but that was all.
Now that the other party has the guts to take his life, he must be an extremely heavyweight monk, and it is even possible for him to make an accurate judgment.
In the face of a bloody family feud, Hong Ku's methods obviously won't be very gentle.
If Zhang Xuezhou doesn't cooperate, he may obviously lose his mind.
"You should know that I..."
A low grumbling sound could be heard, along with painful gnashing of teeth.
"I will only repeat it once. Either he dies or you die, within ten numbers, my snake head spell will have a life-killing target, ten, nine, eight..."
The sound of the countdown came, and Zhang Xuezhou's heart skipped a beat. His bronze wings shrank, and he fell upside down.
Compared to Hongku, he was obviously a little more immature and could only cooperate accordingly.
He quickly terminated his flight and completed the turn. When his wings were extended again, Zhang Xuezhou had already flown downward and quickly approached the Nine Wind Demon King.
"Five, four, three..."
His voice was synchronized with Hongku's countdown sound, and he was getting closer and closer to the Nine Wind Demon King.
He didn't have Dark Horse's vision of Nether Fire, but Zhang Xuezhou had already seen the long saliva hanging from the mouth of the Nine Wind Demon King.
The violent demonic energy hit him, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"two!"
"one!"
At the end of the countdown, it was Hong Ku who spoke, and Zhang Xuezhou's hand had already touched the Eye of the Snake on his waist.
A feeling of clarity came over his mind, and his body also rolled down heavily.
The pain of the impact on the Nine Winds Demon King came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that his tail was slapped by the Nine Winds Demon King, and the spine on his back was almost broken.
He fell upside down to the ground, a flash of blood appeared in his eyes, and the Nine Wind Demon King was struggling and roaring crazily.
"Don't step on me!"
A heavy stamping force came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that his stomach was almost bursting from the stampede.
This is the price of cooperation with Hongku, but the price of not cooperating with Hongku will be even worse.
He glanced over and saw a huge green python wrapped around Jiu Feng's body.
"Look into my eyes!"
Through the giant python, Hongku roared in a low voice towards the Nine Wind Demon King.
"I remember your magic power. You are Master Hongyuan. You can't escape, and neither can the people behind you!"
In just a short period of fighting, Hongku had revealed the identity of the curse master who controlled the Nine Wind Demon King behind the scenes, which made the Nine Wind Demon King's wolfish face look horrified.
"I was forced!"
The words in the Nine Wind Demon King's mouth contained unconcealable fear.
The curse master hiding behind the scenes is terrifying, but after the mystery is solved, this fear disappears.
Master Hongyuan has to face not only Hongku, but also the rules of the Yijihe Holy Land, and even the revenge of the Nine Spirits Holy Land after the Nine Wind Demon King knows his true identity.
Under the simultaneous attacks of the two Holy Lands, no one could save his life.
But it shouldn't be like this.
The huge wolf eyes saw Hongku rolling in pain on the ground and running for his life. He just couldn't figure out why he suffered Hongku's fierce and violent blow after Hongku was injured.
This is not a normal state of casting spells, and no one can still cast spells normally in this situation.
He felt like he was facing two people.
"Two people?"
While pondering this idea in his mind, Master Hongyuan thought of a more serious problem.
When he used the Yang Soul Transformation Technique to increase the power of the technique, the opponent might have separated into two bodies.
One body was rolling on the ground while the other was casting spells against him.
With this kind of ability, no venerable person would have the guts to deal with Hongku at the moment. Even if he desperately acted as a vanguard, it would be of no avail, and he would be given up.
