fifth form

Those who can run gather in the Holy Land of Nine Spirits, those who can fly gather in the Holy Land of Xieluo River, and humans and those who borrow demon power gather in the Holy Land of Yixiu River.

Except for the Alternative Yangli Demon King who can run and fly, the distinction between the three holy places is very clear.

No matter how fast the Nine Wind Demon King was running, he was running on land, not flying in the air.

If not, the opponent would not need to borrow the golden eagle to hunt down.

Zhang Xuezhou flew into the air, flapping his wings very freely.

If it is in the daytime, he still has some inconveniences, but if he drills into the night sky at night, he can definitely throw the opponent into an unknown corner to eat ashes.

If the opponent goes back to control the golden eagle again, Zhang Xuezhou will take out his black horse and continue running, dodging the golden eagle's feather archery and culling on the way.

His way of escaping is so simple and unpretentious.

As long as the opponent is not swarming, he is really good at running.

Zhang Xuezhou hasn't learned anything else in these years, and almost all his abilities can be linked to running.

It was embarrassing when he took his favorite technique, but Zhang Xuezhou was really happy to run.

The teachings of Hong Ku and others in the early years were indeed correct, but if the skills he learned had not developed in this direction, he would have died ten or eight times early.

Learn some powerful strike-like spells, but there must be more powerful spells.

No matter how fast the practice is, there must be monks with higher realms.

In the low stage of cultivation, running is indeed the best way to save one's life.

Only when his life is saved can he talk about development.

"You don't dare to fight head-on yourself, and you want me to fight?"

When Hong Kong's bitter voice came, Zhang Xuezhou inevitably responded angrily.

"You're about to undo the curse on me!" Zhang Xuezhou shouted, "You always make small moves like this, which embarrasses me, and it will be hard for me to trust you in the future!"

"I didn't put a curse on you," Hong Ku explained.

"Then why can't I rub off your makeup powder, I can't even tear off the wig?" Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I told you before, if you finish dealing with the mage and the venerable, then wash off the things that stain your face, even if there is a medium for casting the spell in it, it will be washed away." Hong Ku emphasized: " Wash it off, wash it with water, don't rub it hard, do you understand?"

"Everyone uses makeup powder that can be rubbed, but you use it for washing!"

"I am not one of those low-end makeup powders that can be seen at a glance. Its only flaw is that it is afraid of water!"

Hong Ku explained a few sentences, making Zhang Xuezhou clear about his problem.

"Then why did you talk to me?" Zhang Xuezhou changed his mind and said again: "You and I are so far away, you can still talk to me, this must be a curse!"

"It's just a snake head curse." Hong Ku said helplessly: "If you wash it, it will be washed away. If someone targets you, it can help you protect yourself anyway!"

"I don't need a bodyguard now, you quickly withdraw this curse!"

Zhang Xuezhou flapped his wings vigorously, and fumbled on his head again.

At this time, he was quite envious of Ning Cheng's calling wind and rain spell, as long as the rain washed him away, he would be able to return to his original shape.

"Hongku, you and Venerable Lei are indeed in collusion, you are hiding it so deeply!"

The ghostly eyes of the Nine Wind Demon King looked around, and there was another voice of exasperation, which made Zhang Xuezhou even more sure that he had a high probability of being safe.

If you are safe, you don't need other people's protection. Zhang Xuezhou thinks that Hong Ku should remove this curse as soon as possible.

"You fly down, even if it is within one foot of the nine winds at this time," Hong Ku said.

"I won't go!" Zhang Xuezhou shook his head vigorously.

"You should know my spell to kill Master Honghua!"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xuezhou was horrified for a moment.

He fumbled around his head for a while, and then he missed the deer-cutting knife that was given to Li Guang.

As long as he has a deer cutting knife in his hand, he can shave the hair on his head with a few swishes.

"Believe it or not, I set fire to my own head and burned all your snake-head cursed hair!"

"Do you think my curse is afraid of strange fire?"

Hong Ku responded quietly, and then persuaded Zhang Xuezhou to go down and get closer to the Nine Wind Demon King.

As long as Hong Ku is given a chance to release the Snake Head Curse, it will be good for each other.

"Think about it, you won't necessarily die if you get close to the Nine Wind Demon King," Hong persuaded bitterly.

"You mean I will definitely die if I don't get close to the Nine Wind Demon King?" Zhang Xuezhou translated.

"I didn't say that, but you can understand it that way!"

Instead of Zhang Xuezhou going down the mountain, Hong Ku beheaded and killed the four trailing apprentices, but that was all.

Now that the other party has the guts to claim his life, this must be an extremely heavyweight monk, and it is even possible for him to make an accurate judgment.

In the face of a bloody family feud, Hong Ku's methods are obviously not very gentle.

If Zhang Xuezhou didn't cooperate, he might lose his mind obviously.

"You should know, I..."

There was a low murmuring sound, and there was no lack of Hong Kong gritted his teeth in pain.

"I will only repeat once, or he dies, or you die, within ten numbers, my snake head curse will have a life-threatening target, ten, nine, eight..."

When the sound of the countdown came, Zhang Xuezhou's heart skipped a beat, his bronze wings shrank, and he fell headfirst.

Compared with Hong Ku, he is obviously still a little tender, so he can only cooperate accordingly.

The flying vertical was terminated rapidly and the steering was completed. When the wings were displayed again, Zhang Xuezhou had already flew downward and quickly approached the Nine Wind Demon King.

"Five, four, three..."

His voice was synchronized with Hong Ku's countdown, and he was getting closer and closer to the Nine Wind Demon King.

He didn't have the dark horse's vision of Netherfire, but Zhang Xuezhou had already seen the long saliva drooling from the mouth of the Nine Wind Demon King.

The tyrannical evil spirit hit him, and his body couldn't help shaking.

"two!"

"one!"

At the end of the countdown, it was Hong Ku who spoke, and Zhang Xuezhou's hand had already touched the eye of Ba Snake on his waist.

The feeling of clear mind came, and his body rolled down heavily.

The pain of hitting the Nine Wind Demon King came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had been whipped by the Nine Wind Demon King, and the spine on his back was almost broken.

He fell headlong to the ground, blood flashed in his eyes, and the Nine Wind Demon King struggled and roared frantically.

"Don't step on me!"

The heavy trampling force came, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that his stomach was almost crushed.

This is the price of cooperating with Hongku, but the price of not cooperating with Hongku will be even worse.

He glanced over and saw a giant blue python wrapped around Jiufeng's body.

"Look at my eyes!"

Through the giant python, Hong Ku snarled at the Nine Wind Demon King in a low voice.

"I remember your mana, you are Master Hongyuan, you can't escape, and neither can the people behind you!"

In just a short period of fighting skills, Hong Ku has already exposed the identity of the curse master who controls the Nine Wind Demon King behind the scenes, which made the wolf face of the Nine Wind Demon King overwhelmed with horror.

"I was forced!"

The words in the mouth of the Nine Wind Demon King could not hide the fear.

It's frightening to see a curse master hiding behind the scenes, but once the mystery is broken, the fear is gone.

What Master Hongyuan has to face is not only Hongku, but also the rules of the Yixihe Holy Land, and even the revenge of the Jiuling Holy Land brought by the Jiufeng Demon King after knowing his true identity.

Under the simultaneous attack of the two holy places, no one could save his life.

But it shouldn't be like this.

The huge wolf saw "Hongku" rolling and fleeing for his life in pain on the ground. He couldn't figure out why he was hit hard and violently by Hongku after Hongku was injured.

This is not the state of normal spellcasting, and no one can still cast spells normally in this situation to target.

He felt as if he was facing two people.

"Two people?"

When thinking about this idea in his mind, Master Hongyuan thought of a more serious problem in his mind.

When he used Yang Soul Transformation to increase the power of the technique, the opponent probably had already separated into two bodies.

One body was rolling on the ground, while the other body was casting spells on him.

With this kind of ability, no venerable would have the courage to deal with Hongku at the moment. Even if he desperately acts as a forward, it will not help, and it is inevitable that he will be abandoned.