White Bone Monkey King

"Um?"

Headless Jin'an also noticed the strange phenomenon behind Huang Laoxian, and uttered a surprised sound through ventriloquy.

It would have been better if he didn't say anything, but this slight exclamation showed his interest in Huang Laoxian. As a result, the divine light of Huang Laoxian's thoughts made the virtual shadow of the cave behind him clearer, and the bunch of little weasels in the virtual shadow of the cave burned incense and kowtowed at a faster frequency.

Wutou Jinan was stunned by what he saw, and after he reacted, he let out a sound of amazement.

The Immortal Huang was so frightened that he fled away quickly, while a group of little weasels in the phantom of the cave burned incense and kowtowed even faster.

This strange sight made Wutou Jin'an stop and watch for a long time.

"Do I look that scary?"

Wu Tou Jin An was quite depressed.

Seeing the old weasel so frightened, he did not chase after it, but let it go. The other clan was so frightened that they were bowing their heads like crazy, so there was no need to embarrass the weasel clan any more.

"This old weasel is really scary."

Headless Jinan shook his head and spoke ventriloquially.

Just at this moment, with a loud explosion, the vision of the immortal bridge that was erected by the innate magic weapon above the head of the Golden Saint burst out with dazzling seven-colored divine light. When the smoke dissipated, it was seen that the two-headed fire dragon had become a headless fire dragon.

The dragon head and the human head were chopped off by the seven-colored divine light of the Immortal Bridge. The cuts were smooth and the killing power was as strong as a sharp knife.

The Golden Saint raised her finger and the Immortal Bridge above her head burst into dazzling seven-colored auspiciousness again, swallowing up the millstone-sized five-colored ten-light divine stone and the corpse of the two-headed fire dragon.

"This Saintess of the Ancient Holy Land, can you..."

Before Headless Jin'an could finish his words, the Golden Saint had already stepped on the glow of the Immortal Bridge, ascended into the sky, and rushed into the mythical mountain surrounded by dark clouds and a sea of ​​fire and poisonous fog.

This scene made Wutou Jin'an a little self-doubting. He touched the severed neck and muttered to himself: "I temporarily put away the purple gold and red gourd as a gesture of friendship, but why is it still avoiding me like a tiger and not even letting me finish my words..."

He originally wanted to make a deal with the other party, to exchange the body of the fire dragon, but the Golden Saint did not even give him the chance to finish his words, and simply flew away.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it. Since there were two-headed fire dragons active here, there must be no shortage of dragons, elephants, and unicorns in the battlefield where hundreds of races fought for supremacy in the Mythological Mountain. He could just go into the mountains and hunt them himself.

Thinking of this, he became even more interested in rushing to the Mythological Mountain and the battlefield where hundreds of races compete for supremacy.

But to be honest, the innate magic weapon of the Golden Saint did amaze him.

The Immortal Bridge has the power to connect to a mysterious world in the void. It can not only receive the power of higher laws at all times to cleanse itself, assist in spiritual practice, and bring about a strong immortal fate, but also refresh the power of the laws around it, and safely enter and exit the vast sea of ​​clouds and fog that shrouds the Mythological Mountain.

Thinking of the Golden Saint's innate magic weapon, which was obtained by cutting stone and had extraordinary luck, Headless Jin'an took out the newly acquired magic stone and cut the stone on the spot.

He had recently acquired six or seven sacred stones, all of which were spoils of war from the powerful Shinto warriors he had killed.

The result was that after cutting six or seven pieces of stone in a row, each time he cut out a drop of beast blood, as if all his luck had been used up here. The only consolation he got was that he finally cut out a drop of dragon blood.

As he cut the stone and dragon blood came out, a small and exquisite dragon soul rushed out of the blood. Long Yan was furious and wanted to attack the headless Jin'an.

Seeing the dragon's weird appearance and only one dragon claw under its belly, Headless Jinan recognized at first glance that this drop of real blood came from the Kui dragon.

Kuilong looks like an ox, with a blue body and no horns, and one foot. When it enters or leaves the water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder.

In ancient times, Kuilong culture was popular for a period of time on bronze vessels used for sacrifices, and can occasionally be seen on some ancient bronze vessels.

As the commander of the Criminal Investigation Department, Wutou Jin'an had dealt with many tomb robbers and antiques. He recognized the dragon as Kuilong at a glance.

Even though this dragon soul is small and has been sealed for such a long time that the divinity in its dragon blood has been lost a lot, the dragon clan's aura that cannot be desecrated has not diminished at all.

However, no matter how fierce his temper was, it was only a drop of residual blood after all. The incomplete and powerful dragon essence blood was swallowed up by him on the spot and sealed in his heart along with the other true blood.

Wait until you come back to life and then refine it to break through your cultivation.

This further demonstrates how rare the innate magic weapon that the Golden Saint cut out of the stone is, and how blessed it is.

"As expected, she is worthy of being the Golden Saint. She is possessed by golden luck, and with the saint's luck added to it, the golden aura is overwhelming." It would be a lie for Headless Jin'an to say that he was not envious.

I don’t know what the magic weapon in the rosy glow of the Immortal Bridge looks like. It seems that no one has seen the real body of this innate magic weapon yet... Headless Jin'an looked at the direction where the Golden Saint entered the mountain, and became even more envious of her luck.

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Next, he continued to wait, waiting for the ancient forbidden god and demon to continue to angrily touch the Mythological Mountain and open the road to becoming a god in the mountain again. This time he was ready to sprint to the road to becoming a god, just waiting for the passage to open again.

During this period, he was not idle. He kept fighting for the divine stone from the meteorites that fell from the sky and kept cutting stones. Although his luck was still bad and all the cut stones were still real blood, fortunately, he cut out another drop of dragon blood.

This time it’s not a Kuilong, but a Ceratopsian.

A Jiao turns into a dragon after a thousand years, and a dragon turns into a horned dragon after five hundred years.

"At the foot of the mythical mountain, the probability of encountering the true blood of the dragon clan increases greatly. It seems that the hundreds of clans involved in this battle for hegemony are far more extensive than I imagined. Even dragons and phoenixes appear. On the contrary, humanity seems the most insignificant and insignificant among them." Headless Jin'an looked at the sacred mountain where the fire river fell from the sky and felt touched.

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He did not have to wait long before the Mythological Mountain was touched by anger again. The dark clouds and the sea of ​​​​fire and poisonous fog that shrouded the Mythological Mountain were shattered by this earth-shaking force, and the path to climbing the Mythological Mountain to become a god was revealed again.

As soon as the climbing path of Shenhua Mountain appeared, several beams of light from the souls rushed towards Shenhua Mountain. Among the first few people rushing in was the figure of Headless Jin An.

Headless Jin'an noticed that the spiritual lights of the Black Tiger Demon Lord, Huang Laoxian, and Jade-faced God Lord were also among them.

However, not everyone rushed into the mountain first. Some people chose to wait and see, wanting to wait until the passage to the Mythological Mountain was completely stabilized before entering the mountain to strive for the path to becoming a god.

Wutou Jin'an had already chosen his target. As soon as he entered the mountain, he immediately rushed to the blessed land where the auspicious clouds and divine light were lingering, which was also the place of divine ruins and divine mines.

That was a sacred bronze mine. By conquering this sacred bronze mine, the Ten-Faced Buddha would be able to enter the 72nd list of the Earthly Fiends in the battlefield of the Hundred Races.