Qiu Ping worked hard for a long time, but he was helpless to find this huge moon building.
After scratching his head for a while, he hugged a pearl inlaid on the umbrella.
A pearl with a diameter of seven feet.
He stretched out his hand and a crack in space appeared from a thin thread connecting the pearls. He wanted to cut the pearls.
But when the space crack, which has always been unfavorable, touched the silk thread, it seemed to have hit some extremely solid object.
No matter how the crack twisted, it was impossible to cut it off.
Qiu Ping was slightly stunned. The material body is in space. Since the space is cracked, normal matter cannot remain intact.
Moreover, the little loach can clearly feel that the silk thread seems to have a very strong adhesive force on the space, which will quickly heal the cracked space.
Ren Shiqiu Ping is good at the art of space, but he still can't figure it out now.
He knows that there are certain transcendent materials in this world that can resist the cutting of space, but the general expression should not be that I cut mine, it exists, and the two do not interfere with each other?
But what does it mean to actively promote spatial healing?
Could it be that this thread or this umbrella is alive, and it is using the method of space to resist my space cutting, so it behaves like this?
This weird feeling was as if he saw a rabbit performing photosynthesis.
"Is it possible that my trip this time will be in vain?"
Qiu Ping was a little helpless. He unconsciously reached out and tugged at the pearl. Unexpectedly, he pulled the pearl out together with the thread.
"Huh?"
Qiu Ping saw an opportunity and pulled the thread harder, as if to see if he could pull it off.
"Bliss."
But the next moment, the thread shrank back as if it was frightened, and sank deeply into the moon building.
As for the pearl, it twisted left and right, as if... it seemed like a person was turning his head in discomfort.
This strange scene made Qiu Ping squat on the ground.
Oh my god, that's scary.
However, when Qiu Ping looked carefully, he saw that it was still a pearl reflecting the shining white light, not a human head at all.
Hey, I love to be suspicious, I must have seen it wrong.
He laughed a few times, then patted his butt and stood up from the golden water.
Although it was just a false alarm, he no longer wanted to continue stealing. He always felt something was strange.
But when he raised his hand and was about to cast the [Tian Hai Moon Eclipse Curse] to summon the bright moon in the Hundong Cave, he suddenly noticed a pair of bright red claws.
His hands seemed to be stained with blood, and a vague fishy smell mixed with the smell of sesame oil rushed straight into his nose.
Qiu Ping was shocked.
He quickly looked around, only to find that the golden lake water had turned blood red at this moment, as if the blood of countless creatures had been poured into it, turning it into a pool of blood.
Looking at the moon pillar in front, it seems to have turned into some kind of evil magic weapon at this moment.
The huge umbrella surface turned into gray-yellow leather, which looked a little shiny and moist. It looked like the body of some kind of living creature.
Like a tattoo, the image of a ferocious evil ghost is depicted on it. However, these evil ghosts have lotus pedestals stepping on them and Buddha light floating above their heads. Even though they are ugly, they are also somewhat sacred.
As for the tassels and needlework originally hanging above, they all turned into a dark, hair-like substance. The treasures such as pearls, clams, and diamonds that Qiu Ping had seen before turned into living heads, skeletons, and Complete human bones and other weird decorations.
These decorations seemed to be alive, some were grinning, and some were turning their heads and staring at Qiu Ping.
These weird and empty eyes made Qiu Ping feel scared in his heart.
What shocked Qiu Ping the most was the ribs supporting the umbrella.
At this moment, it no longer looks like a bamboo joint, but more like a huge spine.
Section after section, like white jade, but with some strange attraction.
What kind of life could have such a huge spine?
"ah……"
Qiu Ping looked at this scene that looked like a scene in purgatory, feeling horrified.
A layer of blue light appeared on his body, and his figure became translucent.
The little loach patted his heart. Fortunately, I was smart and didn't come in person at all. Instead, I used the [Law of Time] to create a temporary timeline.
Everything in front of me is just a tributary of time and does not exist on the main line.
As long as I jump out of the timeline, time will immediately go back to the moment I started.
"These monks are indeed insidious. There is such a weird thing hidden in a good Buddhist holy place."
Qiu Ping complained secretly in his heart, but this had nothing to do with him, and he had to leave here quickly.
The little loach's figure slowly disappeared in the space, but the next second, his figure slowly appeared again.
The expression on his face also changed from pride, to shock, and finally to shock and fear.
"Lost...invalid?"
This is the first time that Little Loach has encountered the failure of the Law of Time. He knows that there are existences in this world that can resist space, but it is the first time that he knows that the Law of Time can be blocked.
"It's over."
The little loach's heart beat unsatisfactorily. This space failed and time failed. With the ability of a three-legged cat like him, he was probably going to die here.
When he thought of this, he felt so sad in his heart that he couldn't help but shed tears.
After all, it was greed that killed me.
If I am given another chance, I will definitely reform myself and be a responsible person. I will never fish out of my job when I go to work, and I will never leave my job at will when I go on a business trip.
I just ask God to give this villain another chance.
Qiu Ping prayed to all the important people he could think of in his heart. Anyone who could save him would be his reborn parents.
Unfortunately, no one heard his voice.
He looked at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood before him, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
…
"Bang."
Heliantong was punched in the body by an elephant-like monster. A huge fist mark appeared on his thick armor, and a whole piece of breast protection was shattered.
He also flew backwards, vomiting blood from his mouth, and his stomach was turbulent.
The star chasing arrows have long been used up. Ordinary arrows cannot bless the starlight. Their flying speed is too slow and their strength is not strong enough to cause damage to these monsters.
Any monster here has the strength of a Grade A [Bingwu] practitioner. If they hadn't been slow in moving, he would have been killed long ago.
But even if this is the case, it has already reached its limit.
On the distant baggage ships, the Hu cavalry had been doused with fire oil by exploiting every opportunity.
Now all it takes is a fire to burn down their months of hard work.
Ao Cang looked expressionless as he watched these people fight.
"Your Highness Ao Cang, please don't be impulsive. I think the baggage team's luck is still strong. Maybe things will turn around soon."
"It's possible that all of this is a trap by the bald donkeys in the Snowy Mountains. They might be watching in the dark, just wanting us to kill people first."
The old ghost was chattering on the side, and the nonsense made people's ears get calluses.
"Qiu Ping has neglected his duties. If another accident happens to our baggage team, you and I will also be punished. No matter how hard I try to be resentful, I can't just stand by and watch!"
Ao Cang's figure suddenly swayed, and in an instant, he transformed into a dark blue true dragon of more than 400 feet, suspended in the sky.
"Monster!"
"Dragon! It's a real dragon!"
Whether it was the barbarian troops or the soldiers in the baggage train, the moment they saw Ao Cang's 400-foot-long body, the troops were in turmoil.
The ponies ridden by the barbarians collapsed to the ground one after another. Under the suppression of such a huge gap in blood, they could not dare to move.
Four hundred feet is not too small among the ranks of monsters, but it is not too big either.
It is not uncommon for normal Yuanshen monsters to reach over a thousand feet.
But compared to the size of a human being, the 400-foot-long true dragon can't even see its tail when standing at its head. It is a truly gigantic beast.
Ao Cang's body wandered in the void, with clouds rolling around, water vapor automatically gathering, and the sound of wind and thunder constantly coming out.
Because it was too cold in the north, the accumulated moisture soon turned into hail and snowflakes, which fell one after another.
Ao Cang's dragon power shook, and the snowflakes melted one after another, turning into a downpour, washing away the kerosene on the ship.
The rain also fell on the cavalry and baggage team members.
The icy rain combined with the howling wind was enough to freeze an adult man to death.
"Roar."
Ao Cang was suspended in mid-air, and suddenly he roared, and an astonishing sound wave impact appeared in a fan shape and swept towards the elephant men.
All the fat on the Elephant Man's body is rolling up, and the wrinkled face is also tightly stuck to the face.
After a breath, the roar disappeared.
All the elephant men stood there blankly. After about three breaths, they saw blood overflowing from their mouths, noses and ears. Their heavy bodies were like stone pillars, falling heavily to the ground.
"Dead...dead! All dead!"
He Liantong looked at all this in shock. These enemies, which were simply irresistible to him, were so weak in front of the real dragon.
Ao Cang's body swayed and turned into a human form, but there were smoke and clouds surrounding him, making it impossible to see his true face.
"Impulsive, too impulsive."
The old ghost watched Ao Cang turn around and began to chatter again.
Ao Cang just looked ahead and turned a deaf ear to all this.
These Elephant Taoist soldiers are said to have the strength of Class A [Bingwu], but in Ao Cang's eyes, these Taoist soldiers are defective.
What's the use of having spare strength? A serious [Holy Fetus] monk can kill a piece of people with just a spell.
No matter how strong you are or how fast you are, it's useless if you can't hit anyone.
Moreover, there are too many weak points in the human body. He doesn't even need to take action seriously. A dragon roar can directly blast their eardrums and shatter their brains.
"I saved the baggage team this time, but Qiu Ping escaped. I guess the old ghost will report it impartially."
Ao Cang turned his head and interrupted the old ghost's chatter.
"That's natural, but Qiu Ping... ahem, it can't be said that he escaped. He has another mission."
The old ghost scratched his head. He had received orders from above and thought of a way to send the little loach to the third holy place in the Snow Mountain.
Ao Cang, can you stop comparing yourself to Qiu Ping all the time? This guy has the backing of a big shot, and he will be fine no matter how much he wanders.
"If you don't report the news here in detail, you will be destroying the justice of Shinto. As a seventh-level god, I will severely interfere with the two of you."
Ao Cang said calmly, but his eyes were a little cold.
A few months ago, Qiu Ping threatened him repeatedly because he disobeyed orders, and even continued to bleed him.
Ao Cang will never forget this kind of shame.
Now he wants to prove that you, Qiu Ping, are not a good person either.
No, I was just analyzing the strength and weakness of our enemy and I was not willing to die in vain. Unlike this loach, he just ran away from the battle.
Anyone who escapes from battle should be beheaded under military rule.
Humph, a loach is a loach!
"Ouch, the luck in the Snowy Mountains has suddenly begun to stimulate, and there will be strong luck blessings in the short term. Let's be careful."
The old ghost wrote and drew pictures in the book and said in his mouth.
Ao Cang didn't have much reaction. The mention of luck was just a reference.
The final victory or defeat still depends on the true realm and fighting style. If luck can really determine everything, then everyone can just test the strength of the luck path before taking action, so why bother to fight.
While the two were talking, the ground suddenly shook slightly.
Although the vibration was very slight, the frozen ice surface on the Nulong River suddenly cracked and appeared slightly staggered up and down.
It seems...along the center of the lake, there is a sudden gap in terrain between the north and the south.
"What's the noise?"
Ao Cang frowned slightly. Although the vibration was slight, he could clearly detect an irresistible force from it.
It seems to be the power that moves heaven and earth.
No matter how powerful the real dragon is, it is just a living creature, as insignificant in front of heaven and earth.
"I...I'm still calculating...I'll do the math carefully..."
The expression on the old ghost's face was obviously much more solemn. Although he was nagging before, he was still relatively relaxed on the whole. At least everything was still under his control.
But now, he found that the situation seemed to be a little out of control.
"Dear gentlemen, is this a back-up plan arranged by you? I, an old man like me, can't stand such a shock."
The palm of his hand holding the pen trembled.
Because he actually calculated a trace of the migration and change of the earth's veins. Although the earth is changing all the time, it has always been undetectable.
But once there are big changes in the earth, what awaits may be a catastrophe that affects thousands of miles or even thousands of miles!
The cause and effect and resentment involved here are so terrifying that any practitioner or god who falls into it will be swallowed up immediately.
Not to mention that they can't stop it, even if Duke Wei Ling comes, they may not be able to resist it!
Damn it, didn't you tell me before you came that you were just going to give me welfare and just take care of the leader's children? Why are you playing so big!
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