Mu Nan held the little bamboo in his arms and looked at it, as lazy and quiet as a puddle of mud.
He was calm in his heart and said in a mean tone:
"What can I do to entertain you?"
"Hmph! There is a price for entertaining me!"
The old man's tone became stern, his expression no longer pleasant, but his eyes turned ferocious.
With a push of his right hand, the hat on his head flew up automatically and fell into his hand with a bang.
Suddenly, it turned into a drop of blood, but the brim of the hat was not a sharp blade, but eight small hands like babies.
Slightly immature.
Along with the surging black energy, bright red blood dripped.
Like rain, within a moment, the ground was already flowing like a river of blood.
Xiao Zhuzi was startled and jumped from Mu Nan's arms to his head, staring at the old man in confusion.
Mu Nan was also shocked when he saw this. Judging from Xiao Zhuzi's current performance, could he have guessed wrong?
Just when he was about to attack, Xiao Zhuzi lay down listlessly like a deflated rubber ball, with four claws hanging on both sides of his temples.
Judging from the experience of fighting against the enemy for so long, Xiaozhuzi may not take action, but he has never lost in terms of momentum!
No matter what state the opponent is in, it will roar a few times!
"There is no murderous intent! Nor is it a demon!"
Mu Nan excitedly picked up the small bamboo and stuffed it into the spirit animal bag, and shouted to the old man: "Bring your horse over here! Old man!"
"court death!"
The old man drank violently.
The evil spirits are surging, and strong winds are blowing everywhere.
During the bluff, an unrecognizable human head condensed beneath the drop of blood.
With his eyes wide open, his mouth almost reached to his lower eyelids.
It looked serious and sinister.
"Suffer death!"
The old man and the human head spoke at the same time, their voices overlapping.
Finally, the bloody head flew towards him with a ferocious smile.
His teeth shook and rattled along the way, as if he was going to eat him up.
This scene does look a bit scary!
Although Mu Nan knew in his heart that the old man's lengthy "prelude" was just like an old lady's footband, just to create a scary atmosphere and make the other party wary.
But he still subconsciously raised the ruler, wanting to give that disgusting dead head a hard blow.
Just like opening a watermelon, burst it!
"One strike and I'll fall into the trap!"
Mu Nan took a deep breath and kept silently chanting in his heart, "Illusion, everything is an illusion!"
Then he cruelly lowered the measuring ruler.
Let the head circle around and pounce on your neck.
superficial.
Not even any foreign body sensation!
Mu Nan smiled.
The mystery is revealed.
With the terrifying head still chewing needlessly on his shoulders, he walked towards the old man step by step.
"Uncle Huang, are you also an illusion? No need to pretend, we are all adults!"
The old man's pupils shrank, and then his anger increased again.
"Whether it's fake or not, you'll know later!"
After that, he put the drop of blood directly on his head.
"Jie Jie!"
With a permeating whisper, blood droplets swelled with black air.
Eight small hands suddenly grew three-inch nails, which were inserted into the head on the shoulders, and the blood droplets were rotated again, and they were picked off.
The blood from his neck suddenly spurted out more than six feet high.
But his head was covered in blood, and he seemed to be crying but not crying, and smiling but not smiling.
"This is my real method!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the heads turned into six, and they were stacked together while the blood drops were spinning clockwise.
Mu Nan crossed his shoulders disapprovingly, tapped his heels, and murmured:
"Bite me, come on, bite me!"
The old man's head seemed to be truly angry. He opened his mouth in unison, and six bright red tongues spurted out.
The three poles turned in the air, went around behind the young man, and all three poles stabbed Mu Nan's body in unison.
I don't know which head shouted: "Liu Tongue: Honey Sword!"
It's serious.
Mu Nan was really afraid that he would bite off his tongue if he talked too much.
But at this moment, he remained motionless.
There is no defense whatsoever.
Let six bright red tongues pierce through your body.
It was as if he had become an illusion.
No entity.
But the one who really has no entity is the old man!
"how do you……"
The old man retracted his tongue, but before he finished speaking, the scalper beside him seemed unable to take it anymore.
"Moo!"
A cow brays.
The whole body shook, and all the flesh and skin separated from the body and fell to the ground, leaving only a pair of bloody cow bones.
Still steaming.
The four hooves of the scalper bounced wildly on the ground, as if gathering momentum.
For a moment the earth shook.
Then he lowered his head and ran towards him.
Not fast.
But it made Mu Nan feel nervous.
But despite hesitation, he still didn't escape.
The next second, it was like being hit by a speeding locomotive.
With a bang, his body was thrown several feet away.
He rolled three times in the air and fell to the ground.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
His internal organs were displaced and he felt dizzy.
Mu Nan was shocked.
"Not a hallucination?"
When I was wondering, I felt a pain in my neck.
The sharp teeth of the dead head lodged on his shoulder pierced his skin.
In just one bite, a layer of skin and flesh was chewed off.
It started sucking blood with a gurgling sound.
Unable to bear the pain, Mu Nan grabbed its hair, tore it hard, and threw it into the air.
Bring up a string of blood beads.
"Jie Jie! A self-righteous guy!"
The old man laughed and stacked six heads on top of his head. It looked like a body with a bunch of candied haws on it.
Extremely funny.
Mu Nan turned sideways to avoid another collision from the ox.
He took the small bamboo out of the spirit beast bag again.
Xiao Zhuzi still glanced at the old man and Huang Niu in confusion, then climbed to the top of his head, stretched and yawned.
Yingying protested.
It didn't understand that there were so many things going on in Mu Nan today, and it had been going back and forth several times.
I can't even sleep peacefully!
"It's not a demon, but it has demonic aura. It's not an illusion, but it can cause harm. What on earth is going on?"
Mu Nan's mind was spinning rapidly.
Could it be that the scalper had been gathering momentum long enough just now to make him wary?
Subconsciously thinking that it can cause harm to oneself.
And this kind of injury made him think that all this was not an illusion.
Then he even took a bite out of his harmless head.
He seemed to have caught the dawn.
"Believe in the power of belief! Everything is an illusion!"
Mu Nan took a deep breath.
He straightened his back and let the scalper, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, charge towards him again.
Then the scalper passed through his body.
As if he were transparent air.
It really works!
The scalper refused to give up, and let out a long "moo" roar, and thousands of scalper clones gradually appeared behind him.
spread throughout the space.
All four hooves were trampled, gathering momentum.
Stirring up dust and smoke.
When the old man saw the scalper, not to be outdone, the six heads flew directly into the sky and turned into Douda.
He made a face at Mu Nan.
The meaning of provocation is obvious!
Suddenly, the scalper moved.
Thousands of scalpers rushed over.
It was no longer possible to tell which one was its main body and which one was its clone. They all spread their hooves and ran wildly until they reached Mu Nan.
This scene had the momentum of knocking him into the sky, rolling back and forth, and being trampled into a pulp after landing.
The old man moved almost at the same time.
The six heads all opened their huge mouths, showing their sparse teeth, and pounced on them in a pretentious manner.
The blood droplets from the headless corpse were swung at the same time, directly attacking Mu Nan's head.
"The farce ends here!"
After Mu Nan finished speaking, he sneered and took time to count the cattle that passed through his body.
"One head, two heads, three heads... seventeen heads, eighteen heads..."
The dust cleared.
Seeing that there was no one he could collide with, Yellow Ox spurted out two streams of black gas from his nostrils, spreading in the space.
Wherever it passes, thousands of parts of the scalper are thrown into the main body.
Then it lay on the ground and chewed the cud.
Seeing this, the old man placed the head on the torso and put on a bamboo hat.
Sighing.
"Now, should I call you Uncle Huang?"
Mu Nan asked tentatively.
"I am Uncle Huang. The imaginary Uncle Huang! Young hero is not simple!"
The old man glanced at him and asked curiously: "How did the young hero discover that our magic is an illusion?"
Mu Nan didn't hide it either.
The experiences on the first and second floors and Xiao Zhuzi's performance were concealed, the most critical thing about the prayer wheel of hundreds of demons, and I added my own inferences and told them one by one without reservation.
The old man nodded after hearing the cause and effect, his eyes showing appreciation while seeming to be explaining.
"The little demons on the first and second floors have low cultivation and cannot produce illusory spiritual wisdom!"
"Oh? Uncle Huang has intelligence?"
