Holy Bone

Chapter 1770: Cross-level Fighting with a Pseudo Fifth Realm Shintoist

The powerful Shinto warrior in front of him was an ordinary old man, the kind that no one would notice even if he was in a crowd.

This person was the second batch of people chosen by the human-monkey tomb-guarding beast, the underworld demon. He paid special attention to him, so he was able to recognize his identity.

But he was not naive enough to think that this was the man's true facial features.

This is the underworld. These powerful Shinto warriors are all Yin spirits who descended into the underworld. One of the most basic abilities of Yin spirits is to transform and change their appearance.

Even he himself was blinded by the divine light, and only a hazy and blurred figure could be seen, especially the headless feature which was most conspicuous.

Therefore, when the other party found that there was a headless Taoist priest behind him, he recognized his identity at a glance: "I didn't expect that even you, Chen Daoyou, were chosen by the underworld demons and sent to this world of vision to seize treasures for them."

The old man's voice was hoarse, and he let out an unpleasant and strange laugh like an old crow: "Everyone knows that the great devil in the underworld not only chooses people with high realms, but also suppresses the righteous and chooses demons with devilish hearts. It turns out that Fellow Daoist Chen has always been good at disguising himself. On the surface, he is a fake gentleman, but in fact, he is the same kind of person as us behind the scenes."

"If we are on the same path, it would be much easier to talk. Fellow Daoist Chen, this Thunder Fire Alchemy Peak, are you going to go first or should I go first?"

"In fact, it doesn't matter who goes in. The rare treasure that the underworld demon wants is in the deepest part. It's too early for us to get there. Why don't we discuss together how to break into this golden-roofed palace and seize the opportunity in front of us."

The old man's tone of voice was very intriguing, as if he was saying, it turns out you are not much more noble than us, we are all real villains.

Just at this moment, from the dark clouds with thunder and lightning in the sky, another fireball of lightning rolled down to the Golden Summit, circled back and forth on the Golden Summit several times, dragging out clanging sparks and long flames, and the fire was dazzling. Finally, it hit the roof of the building, making a loud explosion that shook the earth. The fireball of lightning exploded into a raging fire, burning all over the place.

When all the smoke cleared, the lightning and fireballs had disappeared.

The roof of a hall is composed of dozens of structures of various sizes, such as the main ridge, backrest, main board, upper golden beams, lower golden beams and so on.

The Chiwen is one of the most classic structures.

The design of Chiwen has a long history. It is said that the combination of Chiwen and the roof ridge was first created by a Taoist master. It means that it is impervious to water and fire, fireproof and theft-proof, and can ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters, and will always protect the safety of the temple.

Later, this method became popular in palaces, temples, and ancestral halls. The Chiwen was used to tightly fit the roof ridge to the brick wall, thus isolating the bricks and wood, preventing fire and water, and being strong and earthquake-resistant.

Unexpectedly, he would have the honor to witness Chiwen avoiding fire and disaster today, and Wutou Jinan's heart was filled with waves.

He was certainly familiar with Chiwen, one of the nine sons of the dragon. The Xingyiquan he practiced included the Chiwen boxing style.

Chiwen has a smooth mouth, a rough throat and likes to swallow, so it became the ridge-swallowing beast at both ends of the temple ridge, used to put out fires and eliminate disasters.

It seems that the ability of this Golden Roof Palace to withstand the purification of thunder and fire for many years is closely related to the Chiwen mythical beast that protects the house from disasters.

He can take advantage of this opportunity to carefully observe the form and spirit of Chiwen and hone and strengthen his Xingyiquan skills.

The old man arrived earlier than Headless Jin'an, as if he had already gotten used to this scene. After his voice was interrupted, he repeated the question to Headless Jin'an, asking him whether he was willing to join forces to break into the Golden Roof Palace.

Headless Jinan did not respond.

The old man shut up and looked down, "What do you mean, Brother Chen? Give me a definite answer whether it will work or not."

"You can't control this Thunder Fire Alchemy Peak by yourself. You saw what happened to that person just now. If you make a wrong move, you will fail to pass the tribulation and die."

Headless Jin'an still did not respond. He had no head on his neck. Even if outsiders wanted to see the thoughts and expressions on his face, the headless person would do the job.

The old man waited quietly for a few breaths, his face gradually showing a ferocious look, and he lost his patience: "If fellow Daoist Chen doesn't give me a quick answer soon, I will be bloodthirsty when I go through the thunder tribulation. Don't blame me for not giving you a warning." The voice was full of threat.

But Wutou Jin'an remained unmoved. In fact, he had been studying the design of the Chiwen on the roof of the Golden Summit Palace, trying to figure out its shape, spirit and meaning and comparing it with the Xingyiquan he practiced to make up for any deficiencies.

The old man had a gloomy face, thinking that he was also a powerful figure in the world of the living, overlooking the changes of two eras. Now he was being treated so contemptuously and ignored by a talented young man, and his eyes turned cold.

He snorted coldly, and his soul turned around and was about to fly into the Golden Summit Palace. Just as he was about to enter the Golden Summit Palace to survive the thunder tribulation, three flying knives shot out silently from behind the headless Jin'an who was many miles away.

This magic flying knife is shaped like a willow leaf, small and flat, with two blood grooves flashing with blood-colored rune light. It is obvious that it has drunk the blood of many masters and has a bloodthirsty nature.

The magic weapon, the willow leaf flying knife, formed a triangle shape and shot towards the back of the headless Jin'an. It was determined to kill him and he could not escape no matter which direction he dodged.

Especially when the attack comes suddenly at such a close distance, it is hard to guard against.

Just as the flying knife magic weapon suddenly attacked, the old man who was about to step into the Golden Roof Hall suddenly turned around and attacked the Headless Jin'an.

Behind his soul he visualized a gigantic golden toad of thunder magic, as big as a mountain. Just by squatting there, the shadow cast by such a gigantic toad gave off a strong sense of oppression.

What's more, this is the peak of thunder alchemy. The golden toad stirs up thunder and fire from heaven and earth, which entwine around its body. The scene is even more shocking.

The huge golden toad opened its mouth and released a long tongue of lightning. The golden lightning was vast and dazzling, like a thunder spear that killed the headless Jin'an head-on.

If a human body were hit by such a huge golden toad, it would definitely be torn into pieces.

No wonder this person was so eager to enter the Golden Summit Palace. It turned out that he was also a master of thunder magic. However, his thunder magic was cultivated with the help of visualizing demons and alien species, and it was not the humane thunder magic.

This old man, the Golden Toad, was also a sinister person. Facing a rising young man, he resorted to shameless sneak attacks. His previous friendly expressions were all fake. In fact, he had already made up his mind to kill Wutou Jin'an from the very beginning, so that there would be one less strong competitor on the road ahead.

When it comes to underworld scheming, sneak attacks and secret plots, Mr. Jiang is still the best.

Just when the Golden Toad Patriarch was feeling complacent and thought that Headless Jin'an would be seriously injured or even killed by his sneak attacks, a magic weapon suddenly appeared.

It is an imitation of the divine artifact Sanqing Emperor Bell made by Wutou Jinan himself!

It is the most powerful magic weapon bestowed by him with over six million good karmas!

When the Emperor's bell sounded, a gentle tinkling sound was heard, which brought a shock to people's hearts that was even more deafening than a huge bell ringing in their ears, making their scalps numb.

The Golden Toad Patriarch's thoughts suddenly stopped, and the three flying knives lost control of their souls and flew in other directions without accuracy.

Even the golden toad that the Golden Toad Ancestor was visualizing was greatly affected. Its golden skin cracked inch by inch and showed signs of collapse.

Pong!

The long tongue exploded into countless fragments of spiritual light in the air. These were all the spiritual light of the primordial spirit, and were part of the primordial spirit of the Golden Toad Ancestor himself.

Before he could hit the headless Jin'an, a part of his own soul was damaged.

"How can this be..." The expression on the face of the Golden Toad Patriarch, who was about to be complacent, froze, and his joy turned into shock in an instant.

What he originally wanted to say was how could it be possible that the speed of a thought in the fourth realm was faster than that of his pseudo fifth realm, and that the speed of the soul fighting was faster than his... But Headless Jinan didn't even give him the chance to finish his sentence. Headless Jinan, whose thoughts were even faster, simultaneously sacrificed the artifact purple gold red gourd and the pseudo artifact shock altar wood.

The Zhentan Wood, which had accumulated 6.6 million good karmas, swelled in the wind and turned into the Thunder Pond Mountain. It rushed to the front and pressed down on the Golden Toad Ancestor like a mountain. The Golden Toad Ancestor could even clearly see the four big characters "All Gods Listen" at the bottom of the Thunder Mountain, and his face changed.

The purple gold and red gourd followed closely behind.

The headless Jin'an just stood there motionless, sacrificed three magic weapons, and then injured a pseudo fifth-level Shinto strongman.