Chapter 12 [The sky will break] (Part 1)

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quiet.

Unable to breathe.

The coldness spread silently and had already spread all over the body.

There was a sneer on the upside-down face of the Night Owl, and its gray-white pupils stared coldly at its prey.

Mu Haotian's head was empty, and the only sound left in his ears was his own thunderous heartbeat.

how to respond?

He knew nothing about it, and there was no record of it at all.

Such terrifying monsters that only exist in legends are far beyond what he can deal with, and they should never appear here.

Before leaving, the black wood dagger handed over to him by his master, which he cherished so much, had been held in his hand, but this did not give him the slightest sense of security.

This sword is made of lightning strike wood. According to the master, it is a rare wood-based material in the world. However, after days of testing, he has found that it can replace the peach wood sword in exorcizing evil and is slightly better in effect. There are no other advantages.

King Wen's Bagua Mirror, which is said to be able to ward off evil spirits and exorcise them, is stuck on the big rock behind Wu Ying Ye Xiao, gathering and dispersing light, and seems to have no effect on the evil spirits.

Mu Haotian's sleeves also contained a self-made concealed weapon machine, a few martial arts props, and some talismans hand-painted by his master. It was enough to deal with ordinary warriors and lonely ghosts, but it was simply a wishful thinking to use it to fight against monsters.

He tightened the black sword in his hand, and quietly pressed his other hand on his chest——

——There is also a Taoist magic weapon with amazing magical powers, which may be his life-saving straw.

But he didn't know anything about Taoist practice, let alone mastering the art of wielding weapons, and he had a rare treasure that he couldn't rely on.

As his thoughts turned to the end, it seemed that all he could do was to close his eyes again and wait for death, be like that cowering turtle, and beg for the fairy heart to save his life again.

But the demon does not kill immediately, but eats living people alive, just like his scourge.

Moreover, the so-called "fairy heart" has failed twice in one night. Facing such vicious monsters, it is very likely that there will be a third time!

The more Mu Haotian thought this way, the more frightened and frightened he felt, his face turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble - the biggest trump card he was proud of was shattered into pieces when he went down the mountain like a mirror in the water.

At this moment, he was so frightened by this charlatan that he didn't dare to take a step forward. It made him even more ashamed, angry and sad. Deep down in his heart, he had never been so eager to have power.

Light and shadow flickered.

The shadowy night owl seemed to hear Mu Haotian's contempt for it in his heart, and its wings fluttered wildly! The bones twisted and made a strange "click" sound, and the tip of the left wing suddenly moved forward like a human finger.

The cold breath rushed directly to the door in front of him. Mu Haotian had been training his muscles and bones since he was a child, and his reaction was extremely fast. He subconsciously flipped his wrist, and at the critical moment, he raised the black wooden dagger upwards.

"Ting!"

There was a familiar sound of gold and iron hitting each other.

Mu Haotian's feet were splashing with mud and water, and with his peripheral vision, he saw a long, pointed black feather on the ground, which happened to be inserted next to the butterfly-shaped petals.

He held the sword across his chest, his arm trembling slightly, and just now he knocked down the feather of the sword, but the strong black sword edge also broke a small gap.

The sword feathers of this Shadow Night Owl are actually stronger than gold and stone, and the force with which he throws them out at will is even stronger than the force he can use to eject a hidden weapon.

My heart sank, and suddenly there was a flash of doubt, remembering the similar crisp sound I heard when I first saw this butterfly-shaped petal.

At this time, light flashed in front of his eyes again. Without thinking, Mu Haotian swung his sword to block it again.

After a few frantic waves, a sword flower was pulled back and forth, and it was in full posture. After a moment to calm down, it was stunned.

It turned out that the shadowed night owl did not move at all. After delivering the blow, it folded its wings and rested, staring at him blankly.

At this time, the light was getting brighter and brighter, and the waves came one after another, almost stinging the eyes.

Only then did Mu Haotian realize that the light was coming from the tree forest on his right.

Glancing over, I saw a blazing light group floating deep in the silent and dark forest.

The light was split by the messy eucalyptus branches and leaves, turning into thousands of dazzling beams of light, illuminating the forest scenery brightly.

"That is also a Taoist magic weapon!"

As if he suddenly saw a bright lighthouse when he was lost in the sea, Mu Haotian was overjoyed.

At this critical moment, an expert arrives!

His panic-stricken mind suddenly became excited, and he immediately fixed his gaze on the elf night owl. He was fully alert, and he stepped diagonally across his legs toward the woods on the east side where the light was.

The night owl's strange face turned as he moved, its pale eyes stared blankly, but its body did not make any movement.

Faintly, Mu Haotian felt something was wrong.

But such a situation did not allow him to think too much!

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping him, he hurriedly stepped up his steps and turned his body accordingly, always facing the Shadow Night Owl.

all the best.

Soon he leaned against the nearest banyan tree, and he made up his mind to retreat into the woods.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, a Buddha's call came leisurely from the woods opposite Mu Haotian. The sound was clear and clear. Although they were far apart, it was as if there was an eminent monk chanting calmly in front of him.

When the Buddha's voice reached his ears, Mu Haotian's mind suddenly became quiet.

The tension, fear, excitement, and panic all receded like the tide, and my body felt warm, as if surrounded by several burners of incense.

Suddenly there was a sound of hunting wind behind the grave, and an inverted human face quickly rose into the sky!

The Shadow Night Owl seemed to be greatly frightened, flapping its huge strange wings and flying into the sky.

"evil creature!"

"Since you are a traitor, why don't you surrender quickly!"

As soon as a deep voice rang out, a flash of dark blue light burst out in the woods opposite. Following the sound, it broke through the top of the eucalyptus tree and went straight after the night owl.

Its momentum is as fast as a thousand miles in an instant! It arrived in the blink of an eye, hovering a few feet above the Ying Owl, with green light shining everywhere.

It suddenly turned sharply and chopped off the head.

The Shadow Night Owl roared shrilly, but because the grafting point between human and animal was at the neck, the vocal cords were damaged, and it could only emit a hoarse sound that was difficult to distinguish between humans and ghosts.

The green light was like a chopped cattail, streaking across the center of the night owl's body and quickly returning to the dense forest.

Two black shadows floated and fell.

Mu Haotian was so shocked that he took a deep breath:

The famous and terrifying Night Owl was actually cut into two neat halves from head to tail!

The two corpses were still in the air, igniting a wisp of green flames, blazing in the wind, the fire was blazing, and they were burned to ashes when they landed.

Mu Haotian was dazzled and frightened by what he saw. After coming back to his senses, he suddenly felt like a light on his back and goosebumps all over his body.

The "master" he imagined was in the woods opposite.

So……

What's behind him?