Chapter 166: Strange is not strange, a ghost face
Just when Zhao Wuyang was confused, he saw Long Qi fall to the ground.
Zhao Wuyang was shocked and rushed forward to help him up, but found that he still had his eyes closed. He fell to the ground without any reaction, as if he was dead asleep.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Wuyang became even more confused. Could it be that falling into an illusion would be like dreaming, and could even wake him up from the dream?
Just when Zhao Wuyang was about to turn Long Qi over, he heard a burst of laughter all around him. The laughter was so shrill that it made him shudder.
"Who? Who's playing tricks?!"
Zhao Wuyang shouted loudly, but his laughter did not stop. Instead, he laughed more and more wildly, as if he thought his question was too funny.
Just as Zhao Wuyang stood up and tried to open his spiritual vision to explore the surroundings, the laughter suddenly stopped. He quickly stood up, drew his sword, and looked around vigilantly.
The three brothers are trapped in an illusion and unable to move. Now only I can protect them!
Just as he was carefully paying attention to the movements around him, he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing behind him. He immediately turned around and stabbed with his sword, but it hit nothing. There was nothing behind him.
This is strange. I clearly felt some movement behind me just now, but why is there nothing happening?
He turned his head suspiciously, intending to turn Long Qi over, but the moment he turned his head, a ghost face appeared in front of him.
Zhao Wuyang stepped back a few steps in shock, pinched his fingers and made some hand gestures. Suddenly, the long sword in his hand glowed with golden light, and then he swung it forward with force.
When the ghost saw the sword coming, he turned around and disappeared.
Zhao Wuyang immediately felt something was wrong. It seemed that what the villagers said was not true. The thing just now was not a monster at all, but a ghost.
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately cut his finger with his sword, then dripped a few drops of blood onto the sword, muttering something. After reciting a spell, the golden light of the sword in his hand disappeared, and then turned blood red.
Zhao Wuyang pointed the tip of his sword at the ground, drew a circle around Long Qi and the other two, then walked into the circle, thrust his sword into the ground, and twisted his fingers to make a gesture.
As the sword was inserted, a magic circle appeared in the circle he had just drawn, and then a cover rose up, covering the four people inside.
At this moment, the laughter sounded again, and it said in a mocking tone, "I never thought that I would see the Yuanyang Exorcism Formation in my lifetime. It seems that you are a disciple of the Wuwei old ghost! It's a pity that this formation is not very useful to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the trees beside the magic circle suddenly rose from the ground and fell towards the magic circle.
Zhao Wuyang was shocked when he saw this. Just as the voice said, this Yuanyang Evil-Repelling Formation could only resist evil spirits, but it was not like Elder Fucang's Bolangbujing Jue, which could resist flying objects.
Moreover, if the tree fell, it would hit them directly on the head. The ghost wanted to crush them to death.
Zhao Wuyang immediately drew out his sword and was about to make a gesture when the tree that had risen from the ground returned to its original position intact.
It’s another illusion!
At this moment, Zhao Wuyang felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. He quickly raised his sword to block it. He heard a sound of collision and saw that the ghost-faced man actually picked up a wooden stick and hit the sword.
A numbing pain came from the palm of his hand. It turned out that the wooden stick was carrying spiritual energy, and this spiritual energy was so powerful that Zhao Wuyang could not resist it and was knocked to his knees on the ground.
At this moment, the Ghost Face suddenly approached Zhao Wuyang, as if observing him, and then laughed strangely: "No wonder you are not deceived by the illusion array in the mountains. It turns out that you are a person with Celestial Star Spiritual Roots. I didn't expect that you can still see Celestial Star Spiritual Roots in your lifetime. It's worth guarding the mortal world for so many years. It seems that your characteristic is that you can't be deceived by illusions!"
Features? What features?
Zhao Wuyang didn't understand what Guimian was saying, and Guimian didn't seem to intend to stop, and actually increased the release of spiritual power.
Zhao Wuyang felt the pressure suddenly increase, and a dull pain in his chest. Just when he thought he was about to be unable to bear it, the ghost-faced man raised the wooden staff high, then swung it down suddenly.
This blow was accompanied by the sound of wind and was full of spiritual energy, which was beyond the ability of Zhao Wuyang's sword to resist.
Seeing the ghost face like this, Zhao Wuyang made a series of hand gestures, then twisted his fingers and touched the sword. The long sword emitted a golden light the moment the wooden stick fell, and actually caught the hammer blow.
"Hmm..." Ghost Face hummed, as if extremely satisfied. "Your reaction is quite quick. You can even know that danger is coming."
However, Zhao Wuyang had used too much force this time, and he was obviously unable to withstand such a blow. The sword light in his hand had slowly faded. If he were hit again, he would probably be injured.
The ghost face seemed to have noticed this, and raised his hand again, smashing down mercilessly. This time, the spiritual power it brought was even stronger than before.
Seeing that the wooden stick was about to fall, the sword light in Zhao Wuyang's hand disappeared, and he was unable to dodge.
At this moment, Zhao Wuyang suddenly felt someone pulling him hard from behind, and then he fell into Long Qi's arms.
There was only a dull sound as the wooden stick hit the Seven Star Dragon Abyss.
"Seventh Brother!" Zhao Wuyang was overjoyed, "Are you okay?!"
Long Qi smiled and looked down at Zhao Wuyang: "You were the one who protected us just now, right? Now that I'm awake, you can step aside and rest. Let me teach this monster who bullied you a lesson for you."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuyang quickly turned over and left between the two of them so as not to hinder Long Qi's performance.
When Long Qi saw Zhao Wuyang leave, he frowned and looked at the ghost face with sword in both hands.
I saw that the ghost mask was just a wooden mask with many strange patterns painted on it in red and black. However, the mask was huge, like a shield, and it was almost impossible to see behind it, let alone what was behind the mask.
"Who are you, monster? How dare you bully my family? Let Qi Ye teach you a lesson so that you won't bully others in the future!" As he said that, he exerted force and knocked the ghost mask away.
Before Guimian could stand still, Long Qi rushed forward, and the Longyuan Sword, wrapped in a strong wind, pointed directly at Guimian's face. He took a step forward and firmly planted himself on the ground, then suddenly stabbed.
Although this stab was not supported by any magic, it was done with full force. The sword tip seemed to be filled with spiritual energy and was about to pierce the ghost mask. However, the ghost mask was agile. Before it could stand firmly, it simply hooked the wooden stick towards a tree beside it and avoided the attack of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss.
Ghost Face, using his wooden staff as if he were stepping on a tree, reached out and touched the Seven Star Dragon Abyss in front of him, sighing, "This sword is really good!"
Long Qi grinned upon hearing this: "There's more to come!"
He just twisted his fingers and made some hand gestures, and the Longyuan Sword seemed to be a burning stick, with blazing flames burning on the sword body, as if it had just been taken out of a forge.
Seeing this, the ghost-faced man quickly dodged backwards, retreating a few steps in a few turns. "Tsk tsk tsk tsk! It's actually the Dragon Slaying Blade! Luckily I dodged quickly, otherwise my Yuan Ling would have been injured!"
Although Long Qi didn't know what the Ghost Face was talking about, it seemed that he was saying that his Seven Star Dragon Abyss was extremely powerful. He couldn't help but feel very proud: "Good guy, you are a connoisseur. But even so, don't even think about escaping from my sword!" As he said that, he leaped towards the Ghost Face.
Seeing that Long Qi was coming at him fiercely, the ghost-faced man stepped back. When the sword was about to get close to him, he suddenly stopped and kicked towards Long Qi.
In a flash, Long Qi dodged it with a turn, and grabbed the kicking leg firmly, but...
But this leg was actually bare and covered in hair, so it felt a bit rough in my hand...
Long Qi threw away the thin hairy leg in disgust, then turned the Seven Star Dragon Abyss in his hand and slashed at the ghost face.
The Seven Star Dragon Abyss was wrapped in flames and made a roaring sound. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Ghost Face. At this time, he had not yet stood firmly because Long Qi had just swung his legs. Now even if he wanted to dodge, it was too late.
At this moment, there was a dull sound, and the shield-like mask was cut in two, falling to the ground and swaying back and forth. The man behind it was squatting in the darkness not far away, holding a wooden stick, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.
"Now that your mask is broken, are you still going to hide like this and refuse to show up?" Long Qi swung the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss in his hand, and the flames on the sword immediately dissipated.
"Oh my, I am the god of a mountain after all. You little brat actually treat me like this. You really deserve a beating." He said and slowly walked out of the shadows.
After the mask was removed, the voice could be heard more clearly. It sounded like an old man. As he walked out of the shadows, Zhao Wuyang couldn't help but gasp.
Although this person has a human body, his head is owl-shaped, which looks very strange.
Seeing Zhao Wuyang's reaction, the man smiled and said, "Look, look, knock off my mask. You scared the child!"
Long Qi was also filled with astonishment. Upon hearing this, he immediately prepared to chop down the man with his giant sword. The man quickly squatted down, holding up the wooden staff in his hand and said hurriedly, "Alright, alright, stop fighting. I can't defeat you with my old bones!"
Upon hearing this, Long Qi refused to give up. He held up his sword and shouted at the owl-headed man, "You look like a monster. As a cultivator, if I don't eliminate you, won't you bring disaster to the village?"
The owl-headed human was displeased upon hearing this. He immediately stood up, stiffening his neck and roaring back, "You little brat, how can you be so ignorant? Have you ever seen a monster that looks as celestial as me?!"
Long Qi was startled by his roar, and then he started to roar as well: "If the immortal style and bones grow up like this, then the world will be in chaos. Don't insult the immortal style and bones. Aren't you afraid that the old immortal from outer space will find out and send down thunder to strike you!"
The owl-headed man also looked unconvinced. He placed the wooden stick on the ground, then stepped on the top of the stick with both feet, making him as tall as Long Qi, as if this would make his aura even higher.
Strangely enough, even with him standing on the wooden stick like this, he could actually stand steadily. He was heard yelling at Long Qi, "I didn't originally look like this. Someone stole my head, so I just borrowed one out of desperation!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Long Qi was immediately stopped in his tracks. He seemed not to understand and numbly held up the Seven Star Dragon Abyss, staring back and asking, "You...what did you just say?"
Seeing Long Qi like this, the man with the owl's head and human body thought that he was frightened by his aura. He proudly jumped down from his wooden staff and sat on a nearby rock. He crossed his legs and shivered as he said, "I used to be very handsome and elegant, but my head was stolen, so I have no choice but to borrow it for now."
After hearing these words, Long Qi and Zhao Wuyang were so shocked that they stood there in a daze, without any reaction for a long time. After a long time, Long Qi shouted, "Are you kidding me? How can you be so lively without a head?!" As he said that, he was about to chop the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss that he had raised for a long time towards the man with an owl-headed body who was scratching his head.
The man leaned back upon seeing this, somersaulted on the spot, and said helplessly to Long Qi: "Mortals are just mortals. Look at how you're surprised by something new. Xing Tian had his head chopped off, but he still had fun fighting." Then he walked back to the stone where he had been, sat down, leaned on his cane, crossed his legs, and began to shake.
"Of course, I wouldn't dare compare myself to such a great god. I can't fill my eyes with milk or use my navel as a mouth, so I found a mountain spirit and borrowed its head."
Looking at the strange man in front of him, who had an owl head on his body and was no taller than his waist, Long Qi still found it hard to believe: "Are you really the mountain god of this place?"
"There is no doubt about it." The mountain god said this and smacked his lips, looking extremely dissatisfied with Long Qi's reaction.
At this time, Zhao Wuyang slipped behind Long Qi, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered in his ear, "Maybe he's really a great mountain god. It's recorded in 'Records of Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas' that although these mountain gods have little power, they are all descendants of Pangu and can be considered part of the ancient god lineage. These gods have been born in the mountains since ancient times, so it's not surprising that they have some strange and bizarre magic..."
Although Zhao Wuyang whispered this to Long Qi, the mountain god actually heard it clearly. He shook his legs and smiled, "I thought he was just a baby, but I didn't expect him to have some knowledge. This really impressed me."
When Zhao Wuyang heard the mountain god looking at him, he was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Long Qi. The sight of this mountain god with an owl's head staring at him was truly chilling...
Seeing him like this, the mountain god waved his hands helplessly and said, "Hey, kid, don't be like this. I am a very approachable person and I won't do anything to you."
Hearing him say this, Long Qi glared at him and stretched out his hand to block Zhao Wuyang: "You said it would be alright, but just now you clearly wanted to kill Wuyang, and you even dared to say such shameless words."
"Who said I want to kill him?" The mountain god was unhappy when he heard that. He hit the ground with his wooden stick and roared at Long Qi: "I just wanted to test him because he is not deceived by illusions and has a rare heavenly star spiritual root. Besides, if I really want to kill him, even the person behind him will definitely try to stop me, right?" As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed behind Zhao Wuyang.
Upon hearing this, Long Qi and Zhao Wuyang turned their heads to look in the direction he pointed, but saw nothing.
"What nonsense are you talking about? There is nothing behind this." Long Qi said as he carefully looked behind him.
But Zhao Wuyang frowned, and spoke after a long time:
"No, he's right, that's Ajin."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black cat walked out leisurely from the bushes. Even in this dim forest, its golden eyes were still dazzling.
It’s actually Ajin!
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