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Chapter 447 Five Links

The huge pressure coming towards his face made San Cun Ding's face change drastically. He let out a strange cry of "ah" and twisted his body to hide away. Wang Xiaoliu'er grabbed the air and fell to the ground without pursuing him.

Instead, he was squatting on the ground, squinting at San Cun Ding.

He turned his head slightly, his eyes flashed with golden light, "Hululu..."

A low roar resounded all around, and San Cun Ding was so frightened that he backed away.

"You, you, who are you?"

Sancun Ding looked at Wang Xiaoliuer with squinted eyes.

Wang Xiaoliu'er remained silent, his low roar not stopping.

At this time, the mountain man was already so frightened that he hid behind a big rock. Looking at Wang Xiaoliu'er's terrifying appearance, he was actually more panicked than anyone else!

"senior!"

The mountain people suddenly shouted, "Let's join forces!"

"Um?!"

When Qian Zhenren heard this, he was stunned. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the mountain man, but the mountain man gritted his teeth and said viciously, "If we join forces, the outcome is uncertain. If we fight alone, we

Both of you have to die here today!"

"What did you say!"

Qian Zhenren frowned and looked at the mountain man, but the mountain man didn't care about Qian Zhenren's appearance at all and continued, "This man seems to be possessed by something!"

"nonsense!"

Sancun Ding stared at Wang Xiaoliuer fiercely, "I know this too!"

"So, the two of us should join forces!"

"With your little ability, why should you join forces with me?"

Sancun Ding looked down on the mountain man sincerely, and said, "Besides being able to sneak attack, what else can you do?"

"Senior, please don't be ridiculous, I also have some abilities!"

As the mountain man spoke, he stood up straight. Not only did he stand up straight, he also raised his face and looked fiercely in Wang Xiaoliu'er's direction, "Isn't it just to pray to God? I can do this!"

After saying that, the mountain man bit his finger, dug his forehead with both hands, and drew two blood marks on his face. Then, he made a seal with his hands and shook his head, "I have, I have, I have, I."

I have, I have..."

"Hi--"

He suddenly stamped his foot, "Maoshan sends out the true magical skills, and the eight marshals show their magical powers! If you don't take off the skin, you will get drunk, and the king of heaven will possess you and cover the golden bell!"

"Pah——"

He clapped his hands together and clasped his hands in front of his chest, "Immortal magic! Please come to me!"

With a "thud", the mountain man's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a sudden flash in his eyes. Then, the corners of his mouth began to twitch!

Not only was the corner of his mouth moving, but his head was also moving, flicking it several times in a row, and then suddenly shouted, "Gah——"

He jumped sideways, jumped in front of Wang Xiaoliu'er, put one hand around his head, and yelled, "You evil beast, why don't you die?!"

After he let out a strange cry, he started to practice on the spot. When Qian Zhenren saw it, he clicked a few times, and it was a monkey fist.

Qian Zhenren hurriedly said to Wang Xiaoliu'er, "This, this is a divine fight!"

"I am the Monkey King, the Monkey King!"

It was too late to say that, but it was too soon. The mountain man screamed and pointed at Wang Xiaoliu'er with his hand. But before he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and Wang Xiaoliu'er's figure flashed in the air.

Zhong stepped out with both feet and kicked the man in the air with a flying kick!

The "Monkey King"'s eyes protruded, blood spurted from his mouth, and he flew more than ten meters away from the ground, rolling wildly all the way!

Mr. Qian jumped in fright, "I'll go!"

At this moment, the three-inch Ding was unambiguous. He raised his hand and used the "Buzhou Broken Palm" move from a few meters away. With a bang, a handprint struck Wang Xiaoliu'er on the back of the head in mid-air.

Come!

At this flash of lightning, Wang Xiaoliuer turned around and rolled on the spot, then picked up a huge boulder and hit the opponent directly!

Sancun Ding couldn't dodge, so he raised his hand and opened it hard. With a bang in mid-air, the boulder exploded into powder instantly. The moment the rubble exploded, Qian Zhenren suddenly felt something was wrong!

"Um?!"

He was startled, and when he looked carefully, he found that Wang Xiaoliuer was facing him sideways, with one hand facing his face!

The man was stunned and wondered what this was. At this moment, Wang Xiaoliuer's hand suddenly clasped!

There was a "bang", and before the little old man could figure out what was going on, he twisted his body and flew towards Wang Xiaoliu'er!

The speed was astonishingly fast. In an instant, San Cun Ding felt as if he had fallen into a washing machine. His body froze and his skull was directly grabbed by Wang Xiaoliu'er!

Sancun Ding was horrified, but it was too late. Wang Xiaoliuer grabbed his head with one hand, lifted it up, and threw it to the ground!

In a flash of lightning, San Cun Ding felt that a big word "death" was written on his forehead!

He said "Ah", twisted like crazy, and then slapped it on the ground!

This time, I don’t know how much force he exerted, the three-inch penis was slapped on the ground, and then bounced up to more than one meter high. The moment he just bounced up, Wang Xiaoliuer raised his legs and volleyed from the diagonal stab, leaping to the ground.

Suddenly, San Cun Ding hit the stone wall behind him like a rubber ball. As the ground shook and the mountains shook, a ball of arrogance suddenly exploded around Wang Xiaoliu'er. When he looked again, he was already more than ten meters away.

!

He clenched his fist and punched Sancunding's mind. Sancunding let out an "ouch" and stretched out his hands to greet him. In an instant, he heard a rattling sound in Sancunding's bones. When he looked again

, a huge hole appeared on the stone wall behind him!

"puff--"

Sancun Ding spit out a mouthful of black blood, and it came out from Wang Xiaoliu'er's armpit. He vomited twice in a row. When Wang Xiaoliu'er turned his head, he didn't dare to look at it, and screamed strangely.

Turn around and run!

It was really life-threatening, and he ran too fast, but Wang Xiaoliuer didn't take it easy at all, and chased after him like lightning!

When San Cun Ding saw something bad, he flew up and jumped directly onto the stone wall. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoliu'er was much faster than him. He stamped his feet and dragged him down!

The three-inch Ding fell to the ground with a thump. He covered his heart and turned over. He took out the Blood Bodhi, pointed at Wang Xiaoliu'er with a finger full of blood, and cursed, "Don't come over here! Come over here, and I'll kill you."

!”

"Dong——"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar, and at the same time as San Cun Ding's body shook, a huge blood hole exploded in that body!

With just one punch, half of San Cun Ding's body was gone!

He froze, and black plasma spurted out from his body, which had already been severely transformed into a corpse!

"Pah——"

There was another crisp sound, and black blood was flying in the air!

"Plop."

The shapeless body fell to the ground, San Cun Ding stared at the boss and twitched unwillingly!

But he seems not to be dead yet!

He is no longer a human being, more like a living zombie. His eyes are full of despair and fear!

"This, this...this..."

Black blood surged in his mouth, "This is impossible..."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoliu'er, who fell into a state of madness, looked up to the sky and howled loudly. With a roar, the earth trembled. The wounds that had been stabbed several times could not even be seen anymore!

Mr. Qian's face twitched, he gritted his teeth, and hid behind him. Then he looked at the mountain man, leaning against the wall, covering his wound. He was so scared that he peed like urine!

This, this guy!

Is this guy really a human?

Wang Xiaoliuer's eyes were filled with golden light, and a pair of tiger fangs were as breathtaking as fangs. He slowly turned his head as if possessed by a ghost. He hadn't even faced the mountain man yet.

The people were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart. They had six hands and seven hands, their eyes rolled up, they foamed at the mouth, and they fell to the ground!

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”

Wang Xiaoliuer was hunched over and breathing heavily. In the steaming heat, he gradually returned to his normal appearance. Looking at Zhenren Qian again, he was already scared to death, and he was no better than those two!

Wang Xiaoliuer shook his body and felt a little dizzy, but he still stood still. He spit, wiped the corners of his mouth, looked at Zhenren Qian, and then looked around.

I don't know when, dozens of meters away from them, there was a large area of ​​darkness, all of which were corpses and the like. There was no telling how many of those things there were in the darkness, at least dozens of them. At this time,

Staring here motionless.

Wang Xiaoliu'er turned his head and took a look. Those things started to retreat wildly back as if they were electrocuted. One by one, they seemed to be extremely afraid of this guy.

Wang Xiaoliu'er didn't say anything, turned around, looked at the large pool of black blood on the ground, and then looked at the three-inch Ding who died in a terrible state.

San Cun Ding is no longer a human being. He is a human being. He has died a long time ago. Even so, at this time, he was already as angry as a gossamer. Maybe he was too desperate, too desperate, but it made him a lot calmer.

, he looked at Wang Xiaoliu'er and wanted to speak, but as soon as he spoke, the black blood in his mouth turned into a big bubble.

He asked in an almost desperate tone, "You...you...you...are a human...a ghost..."

Wang Xiaoliu'er didn't say anything, and looked at him. He didn't say a word, picked up the Blood Bodhi from the ground, then tilted the corner of his mouth, showing an expression that made the other person frightened, and spoke in a very low voice.

, said leisurely, "Guess."

After saying that, Wang Xiaoliuer chuckled and stood up.

The man didn't get the last news he wanted to know, and he was a little unwilling to give up. His chest heaved, "You! You are not a human being! You, you are not a human being!!"

"You are not human!"

Qian Zhenren yelled, thinking that the man was scolding, so Wang Xiaoliuer waved his hand, "Let's go!"

Wang Xiaoliu'er turned to leave. At this time, Qian Zhenren turned to look at the mountain man who fell on the ground and asked, "That old guy is already dead, so don't worry about him! But what should we do with this man?"

Wang Xiaoliu'er turned to look at the mountain man, then grabbed the pierced coat and asked Zhenren Qian to take a look. Zhenren Qian didn't know what happened and looked confused. At this time, Wang Xiaoliu'er turned around again and asked Zhenren Qian to take a look.

Master Qian, take a look.

Mr. Qian was confused again.

"What, what, what's going on?"

"What do you think?"

After Wang Xiaoliuer finished speaking, he put the Blood Bodhi in his pocket and walked towards the corpses.

The two sides were tens of meters apart, and the corpses moved out of the way like a tide. Zhenren Qian turned to look at Wang Xiaoliu'er. He felt that Wang Xiaoliu'er now was a little different from when he came here, but Zhenren Qian couldn't explain clearly.

Why is it different?

He gritted his teeth and followed Wang Xiaoliu'er. Looking at Wang Xiaoliu'er again, he was walking towards those things with his hands in his pockets. It seemed that he didn't care about those evil spirits.

That attitude can even be said to be contempt, a contempt that comes from the bottom of one's heart.

Qian Zhenren held the magic weapon in his hand, nervously, but extremely vigilant.

And those things, with their necks and heads drooped, looked at Wang Xiaoliu'er, like a group of dogs who made mistakes and knew they were going to be beaten. Not only were they scared, but they were scared to death, waiting until

When Wang Xiaoliu'er walked far away, those things stood up and turned to look at the fallen mountain man.

At some point, the mountain man rolled on the spot and got up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Grandma's..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw a group of black mummy-like things gathering towards it. He was frightened and pointed with his hand, "Don't come here!"

"ah--"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mummy jumped up and bit his wrist. The moment he screamed, another mummy jumped up and bit his neck! Followed closely by the second one,

The third one!

The screams of the mountain people were endless, and Master Qian was frightened when he heard them. Wang Xiaoliu'er didn't pay much attention to it. He was not such a saint. He didn't understand him personally. Even if he was given face, it might be Wang Xiaoliu'er.

I felt that it would be too easy for him to kill him with one punch.

Qian Zhenren and the others went all the way up, but it took a lot of effort to get out.

When we came out, it was already noon.

Along the way, with Wang Xiaoliu'er, the god of plague, none of the evil spirits around dared to come forward. Even so, it wasn't until he saw the light outside and was bathed in the sunshine that Master Qian breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Qian Zhenren was still the same, slightly haggard, with a small cloth bag on his body that he temporarily carried with his coat, and a wooden sword that looked a bit decayed in his hand.

The cloth bag is the remains of his master that Zhenren Qian found a few hours ago, and the wooden sword is also a relic of his master.

Zhenren Qian's two young apprentices were in a hurry. When they saw the two people coming out, they also ran forward and looked like they breathed a long sigh of relief.

When Wang Xiaoliu'er was about to arrive in the city, he called Li Hongxing'er and paid 100,000 yuan on the counter.

Blood Bodhi, Wang Xiaoliuer can't give money to Zhenren Qian, but he can't let people work in vain. Zhenren Qian is also surviving the disaster, and he has forgotten his wish again. He doesn't want life or death. In the end, he only gave it to his two young apprentices.

Ten thousand, the rest was returned to Wang Xiaoliuer.

Seeing that he persisted, Wang Xiaoliuer didn't say anything, but the two young apprentices happily took the money and went off to have fun.

Wang Xiaoliu'er was a little tired. He came out of the ancient tomb early and felt unlucky. Just when Jin Biao came to see him, he ran to the bathhouse with Jin Biao and Qian Zhenren to take a bath.

Because it was broad daylight, there were basically not many people there. The three of them were soaking in the small hot spring pool, and Qian Zhenren was as tired as a dead dog.

Jin Biao was puzzled and couldn't help but ask Zhenren Qian, "Hey, what are you doing here? Something like this?"

"Going to fight monsters!"

Qian Zhenren wiped his face and said, "I almost didn't find out what was inside. I had a narrow escape from death!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Wang Xiaoliu'er and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, by the way, the one you asked to solve, that old Zongzi, do you understand? Is that a human or a monkey?

Son?"

"Not a human, not a monkey."

Wang Xiaoliuer wiped his face, then looked at Zhenren Qian, "If I guess correctly, it should be a Wutong ghost."

"Wutong ghost?"

"Don't you know?"

Wang Xiaoliu'er looked at Zhenren Qian, and then said, "It is recorded in ancient books that there are ghosts in the world, called Wutong. They look like spirits, but are actually corpses. According to legend, these ghosts are mostly transformed from the corpses of apes, monkeys and mandrills.

He is said to be a greedy and lustful person

Each one has its own interpretation of what it is, but generally speaking, these creatures are cruel and lustful in nature, loving promiscuous wives and daughters, and because they are majestic, vicious, and as swift as the wind, they are scattered in the deep mountains and old forests. People in the world do not know their true appearance, and they often make misconceptions about them.

Serve the mountain god."

After Wang Xiaoliuer finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhenren Qian, "I'm not sure, but I feel like you know the legendary Malaysian monkey? Maybe the Malaysian monkey is this thing."


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