The Devil's Not Dead Chapter 180 Ancestral Artifacts

The Devil's Not Dead Chapter 180 Ancestral Artifacts

"Fellow Daoist, can you tell me what is the purpose of your coming here? If it is not necessary, we can shake hands and make peace, and we can sit down and have a good talk." Falling in front of Qi Mei, a sincere look appeared on the old face.

He speaks very slowly, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, but he speaks the common language of the mainland. He has traveled to many places when he was young, so he naturally knows the common language.

"There's no purpose, just take something. You are secretly watching, and your intentions are wrong. After all, we should be the one to ask the guilt, right?" The blooming ice flowers immediately spread the chill, and the ice swords condensed out, hovering around her body, ready to go.

"Don't say yes?" The high priest's face was calm. With a move of his hand, the sky suddenly darkened, and then his slender body instantly rose to a terrifying aura, like a boiling volcano about to erupt, and the black clouds gathered together, forming an incomparably large jet-black face.

"There's a lot of nonsense about old things." Qi Mei's face was full of impatience.

swoosh swish...

Countless ice swords shot out.

The black face roared and greeted him. The two collided silently, and then silently annihilated, and the terrifying aftermath spread, making the swamp that had just been destroyed once looked even more tattered.

Qi Mei closed her eyes, her small mouth closed, and she spoke a strange and mysterious language. The world seemed to be affected for a moment, and then a phantom of a thousand-foot-high iceberg appeared above her head. The faster it goes, the more intense the light blue mist becomes.

Then fluttered back up and circled around the iceberg.

"Sit on the frosty sky!"

The iceberg fell with a bang.

The terrifying coercion was so overwhelming that the sky was almost shattered.

The high priest's face was extremely heavy.

The phantoms of powerful monsters emerged from the top of his head. Blue wolf, vermilion bird, white tiger, and the last one is the black python!

Each head has a level of divine transformation, infinitely approaching the robbery bridge. In particular, the last black python was as huge as a mountain, with a flickering cold light on its body. It was full of tiny scales, each of which was the size of a slap, and a bulge could be seen above its head, which was the rhythm of turning into a flood dragon.

The high priest cut his palm and spilled blood.

"True totem spirit, please come into me!" He roared.

The next moment, the eyes of the four monster beasts lit up, and the phantom flashed past. They went straight to the clumps of blood and swallowed them quickly.

Of course, he didn't care, and his eyes became brighter.

"Please come in!" The high priest roared again.

After being satisfied with the offerings, the four monsters showed a humanized look, looked at each other, and instantly rushed into the high priest's body.

A more powerful coercion erupted.

His thin body seemed to be filled with infinite power at this moment.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

At the moment when Qi Mei's magical power fell, the high priest was not afraid, and slammed his fist into it.

Each fist shadow is the size of a city wall.

Every punch hit the same place, causing the bottom of the iceberg to burst open, and the cracks spread upward. Although the iceberg was not completely solid, this scene was undoubtedly extremely terrifying and shocking.

"You're being careless!" Yu Mei showed a charming smile.

The ten-thousand-zhang iceberg shattered into four pieces immediately.

A long frost dragon broke through the ice, opened its ferocious mouth, and spewed out a sharp frost sword. The high priest looked ugly and kept retreating, but there were still many sharp swords hitting him, leaving blood holes on his body.

His robe was tattered in an instant.

"It seems that Qi Mei can deal with him." Ji Jiu's eyes flickered, and he withdrew his gaze. Facing the few people in front of him, he seemed to be at ease, extremely calm and calm.

In front of Dashu's fingers, even if they turned into monsters, they couldn't gain the upper hand in terms of speed.

Ji Jiu easily dodged their attack.

"Crazy change!" Tu Xionggou transformed into a huge black bear panting heavily, his eyes extremely scarlet, he uttered human words, and at this moment he stood up, the blood vessels under the thick fur were prominent, like a thin snake winding up.

With a hum, his body rose again.

The rest of the people also looked at each other when they saw this, and displayed madness.

The speed, strength, and defense have improved more than one step in an instant.

"Crazy transformation, is it a secret technique?" Ji Jiu fluttered backwards again, just avoiding the person who rushed over.

At the same time, he swung his sword and took advantage of everything, and a blood-stained arm fell instantly.

Monster arm.

Even if they were strengthened again, they would not be able to break through Ji Jiu's vision. They were called the most powerful technique under the supernatural powers.

Without the great power of Jieqiao to deal with him, or without the same level of great art, it is very difficult for these people to hurt him. And Ji Jiu killed them, it was just a few swords in the retreat.

Moreover, the swordsmanship he performed was also extremely extraordinary, all of which were passed down from generation to generation by the sword pavilion.

"Glimpses of light!"

A very thin sword shadow flashed by, like an illusion. But the chill that never dissipated in the air was very clear.

Ji Jiu retracted his sword and returned, wiping the blood on the blade.

A huge ferocious wolf head fell to the ground. The patriarch of the wolf tribe, the corpse was separated.

"Tu Langmao is dead?!" Seeing this scene, the backs of the few people who wanted to attack felt cold, and they pulled away and looked at Ji Jiu no longer as casually as before.

Because he had been dodging before and had never attacked, everyone didn't know his strength, and this time they understood a thing or two.

"Well, it's not dead yet?" Ji Jiu threw the long sword, swishing through Tu Langmao's chest, the blade pierced through the back, and blood dripped bright red.

Everyone's pupils shrank again.

At the moment they couldn't see, Ji Jiu's figure had disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was behind the corpse of Tu Langmao, and slowly pulled out the long sword from his corpse.

"Damn, you..."

Seeing that the patriarch was killed, some people were rushing up with blood, and they didn't care about anything. They were about to rush up, but the corpse was naturally separated, and the blood splashed so high.

Ji Jiu threw the sword, and scared everyone back.

Tu Xionggou stopped attacking, the hideous bear's face was full of anger and killing intent, but he did not dare to attack at will again, and they had also discovered that in the battle between the high priest and the demon **** the other side, the high priest fell behind. Downwind, now he has coughed up blood at the corners of his mouth, and his body is stained with blood.

"Why? Why are you here to disturb our peace?" Tu Xionggou asked reluctantly.

"Disturbing you? Peace?" Ji Jiu sneered, obviously this group of people was secretly watching and plotting evil, and he entered the West Forest openly to find something.

Since they blocked it, they would die.

His face suddenly turned cold, and a fierce killing intent instantly enveloped everyone's heads.

"You..." One, die.

Two, die.

Three, die.

"Fight him!" Tu Xionggou shouted.

He rose up again and became more powerful. He roared and rushed towards Ji Jiu, his sharp claws whistled down, but every blow he made was in vain, and Ji Jiu didn't give him a chance to get close at all.

As soon as he saw him rushing towards him, he quickly evaded and then moved far away, which was completely a kite play.

"This black bear's fur is too thick, and normal methods cannot hurt him." Ji Jiu thought calmly.

His eyes were instantly filled with purple intent.

Immediately, a golden villain rushed out from the position between the eyebrows holding the sword.

"Ah..." Tu Xionggou screamed.

He squatted down with his head in his arms, then began to twitch and curl up, his eyes demented.

"The Fei Xianguang of the Palace Master of the Xuan Dou Xing Palace does have a magical effect." Ji Jiu was slightly overjoyed.

The sneak attack succeeded. Before Tu Xionggou could react, he moved and disappeared in place. A stunning sword light suddenly descended from the sky, seemingly cutting space and time.

Many people want to stop it, but they can't catch the trace of this sword, and they can't even see the shadow.

With a puff, it was like cutting through a piece of cloth.

Ji Jiu smiled faintly and emerged from the same place again. He wiped the blood on the sword and turned to kill the rest.

"The Assassination Sword of the Prison, I haven't used it for a long time, and it has become rusty."

On the ground, the fur on Tu Xionggou's neck suddenly cracked, and then a hot blood was spilled out, and the huge bear head rolled away with a reel.

"The patriarch is dead?!" A group of Tuxiong tribesmen said a lot of words, but Ji Jiu couldn't understand it, so they approached again in their angry and fearful eyes, the sword light wiped, and the bloodstains appeared.

"Do you still want to fight?" Yu Mei drove a long frost dragon under her feet, holding the frost spear tightly in her hand, like a goddess of ice and snow. She asked a question with a smile on her face. The high priest rushed away.

His skinny face was full of scars, and the corner of his right eye was scratched by ice and snow, and bones were visible, and he looked extremely ferocious.

"So many people are not his opponents?" At the same time as he was fighting with Qi Mei, he was also paying attention to the battle below.

Seeing that the patriarchs and warriors of the three major tribes were as vulnerable as turkeys, he was full of horror and puzzled.

It is true that it is almost resolved now, but it is not the kind of solution he hoped.

"Are you still looking down at this time?" Qi Mei raised her eyebrows. The next moment, the roaring frost dragon woke the High Priest. He turned his head sharply, punched out, and the house-sized fist collided with the long dragon. , snow and ice splashed everywhere.

However, the high priest didn't take another look, turned around and rushed in the direction of the tribe.

It was easy for the demon girl to defeat him, but it was difficult to kill him.

Now only go back to the tribe to ask for the ancestors.

"It ran away."

The ghost does not pursue. Even if she chased after him, she couldn't kill him.

So Dai Mei raised her eyebrows and her eyes fell in the direction of Ji Jiu, which happened to collide with his eyes at this time. Seeing Ji Jiuwei's stunned, Qi Mei suddenly showed a fascinated smile.

"It seems to be going well." Ji Jiu's eyes flickered slightly, and he moved his head away.

After the defeat, the rest of the people saw that the high priest had taken the lead in fleeing, and they were all desperate.

All eyes are desperate.

Ji Jiu didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, but A Da's figure approached, and he raised his bone knife, swaying a mountain-like sword light, and took advantage of the situation to deal with them.

"You should know the origins of these people, right?" Qi Mei held a **** head in her hands, and a light blue mist penetrated her nose. She immediately closed her eyes and felt it. Many pictures of the deceased were in her mind one by one. emerged in.

"Your secret technique is quite interesting." Ji Jiu didn't answer, but looked at her with interest.

"The deceased is banned, the first technique. Do you want to learn it?" Qi Mei didn't care about his non-answer, because she also captured the news she wanted from the deceased's mind.

"I want to learn." Ji Jiu nodded seriously.

"A favor."

"Forget it. These people are from the three major tribes in the West Forest. The tribes we went to collect map fragments before were attached to the three major tribes. I guess we got the news and thought we were going to trouble them." Ji Jiu shook his head.

Chi Mei threw the head down, stepped on a leaf with bare feet, and then jumped between the trees as light as a feather. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "You're wrong. They're not that stupid."

"Oh, what's that for?" Ji Jiu looked up at her, and suddenly saw a pair of delicate and slender legs striding past her, the hem of the clothes covering the legs, swaying, with a girl-like temptation.

Qi Mei is almost an old witch based on her age, but in Ji Jiu's eyes, her mind is no different from that of ordinary girls~lightnovelpub.net~ because of their ancestors' teaching. Qi Mei jumped up to another tree, her long dark hair hung down from the top of the tree, her slender body was hanging upside down on the trunk, she tilted her head and made a face at Ji Jiu.

"Make it clear." Ji Jiu said with a thoughtful look.

Ji Mei rolled over and fell, her bare toes resting on Ji Jiu's shoulder, then she leaned back against Ji Jiu's back with her naked arms around Ji Jiu's neck.

"Because the map fragments were torn apart by the three major tribes a long time ago, and then distributed to the affiliated tribes, passed down from generation to generation, guarding an ancient secret. About the deepest part of the West Forest, that is, the central area." The legs were wrapped around Ji Jiu's waist, and he was carried on his back like a child.

"Secret? It seems that I have some great news." Ji Jiu's eyes flickered, remembering the strange area he had sensed before, which was something that even Qi Mei didn't know about.

When the black and thin old man rushed back to the Tuxiong tribe, a group of people were surrounded by the tree building, their faces were terrified, and there was a lot of discussion.

Seeing him come in, everyone looked together, and someone suddenly cried: "High priest, the patriarch's totem life card is broken."

The old man shook his head helplessly: "I already know this, the enemy is too strong, except for me, almost the entire army was wiped out."

"what?!"

As soon as these words were said, there was another shock in the tree building, and panic spread again.

"Don't worry, you go to appease the clan first, and I will wake up the ancestors." The high priest looked around for a week, and his calm words carried convincing power.

The panic subsided.

Yes, they still have ancestors.

There is hope in many people's hearts.

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