If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 739: Fierce Snow Mountain
"It's the Martial God Realm. Meng Yi has most likely opened the Martial God Realm!"

Xiaoyu suddenly realized that she had wronged the Snow Mountain Ancestor.

This guy is not arrogant, stupid or ignorant, he just has bad luck.

If it were before, based on his experience and practice, he might have really tried to attack the central army and see if he could use his magical powers to kill Meng Yi.

Even if he failed, he would most likely be able to escape back to his own army formation - a four-gate defensive formation arranged in advance on the hillside.

No, it’s not that there’s an 80% chance of escaping, but that you will definitely be able to escape safely.

Because facing Meng Yi's martial god realm, this guy can escape with his soul.

The fact that he was standing in front of them "alive and well" had actually proved that he was not in vain.

The sneak attack he just gave her with the knife showed how powerful his skills were.

The Snow Mountain Ancestor could indeed become the trump card for the Donghu people to reverse the situation.

If I had met Meng Yi a few days earlier, no matter how miserable the situation was, it would not have ended like this today.

Just a few days ago, Xiaoyu gave Bai Qi's martial arts experience pack to Meng Yi.
It just so happened that Meng Yi himself had also touched the threshold of the realm of Martial God.

However, as a pioneer, there is no clear path to follow, and Meng Yi is still groping in the dark, just one step away from success.

"Bai Qi's Art of War" was a beacon that pointed him in the right direction, and then he made a successful breakthrough.

Then the unlucky Snow Mountain Patriarch bumped into it head-on at this moment, and literally "died without knowing how he died."

"The Realm of the God of War" is the latest "black technology" of the Central Plains Immortal Martial Arts.

Not to mention the barbarian immortal Snow Mountain Patriarch, even the Qin imperial court and the vast majority of the immortals in Shenzhou didn't know about it at this moment.

In the entire Three Realms, not counting the big guys like the Three Pure Ones, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, there may be only three people, one ghost, and one dog who know that the way to human immortality has reached a new realm.

Xiaoyu, Meng Yi, Lu Lingzi, three people, plus Bai Qi a ghost, and Xiaoqiang a dog.

"Full of weapons and war, war horses neighing like dragons, knights roaring like ghosts and gods." King Bashan frowned and thought for a long time, hesitantly said: "Could it be that Meng Yi has newly created a military formation? Is it a fusion of the military formation of the military way and the magic formation of the immortal law?"

"I don't know. I only know that if you meet Meng Yi, your fate will definitely be worse than mine. Even your soul will not be able to escape." The voice of the Snow Mountain Old Ghost sounded a little creepy, as if he was cursing.

King Bashan smiled lightly and said disapprovingly: "The fact that you were able to escape shows that there are still flaws in his formation."

The Snow Mountain Ghost sneered and said, "I was able to escape because I used a Frost Dragon Pearl and spent thousands of years practicing Taoism to cultivate my second soul.

Only the second soul escaped, and now it was still tainted with blood and evil spirit, and was incomplete.

I am dead, completely dead, so now I look like neither a human nor a ghost."

King Bashan was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Anyway, I will never attack the Qin army alone."

Even if there was no example of the Snow Mountain Ghost, he would not have followed his example.

Instead of being an immortal, he puts on armor and becomes a fighting general, moreover he charges into the battle alone. Is there something wrong with his brain?

The Snow Mountain Ghost said indifferently: "I have finished talking nonsense. Now that I have returned, shouldn't you leave now?"

King Bashan grinned and said disdainfully: "Fellow Daoist, you are just a vicious ghost, how dare you speak so arrogantly and make me retreat without a fight?"

The Snow Mountain Patriarch raised his three-pointed, two-edged spear, pointed it at King Bashan, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't get out of here, I will kill you."

"Kill me? Old ghost, you are so arrogant. Now you even want to kill Long Yang--Long Yang, where are you, Long Yang?"

King Bashan looked around, but the old demon Longyang was nowhere to be seen.

He would never learn from the Snow Mountain Old Man and charge into the enemy's formation alone, because he valued his life.

Because he was careful about his life, and now he felt the murderous intent from the Snow Mountain Old Ghost, he felt a little scared and planned to let the Long Yang Old Demon go up first to try a few moves.

At least he was able to find out the killer move that the Snow Mountain Old Ghost had prepared specifically for Meng Yi.

"Shh!"

The Snow Mountain Ancestor took action, and a bright sword energy instantly came to the front of King Bashan.

A technique similar to "drawing the sword and slashing" should have been used.

There are two characteristics of the sword-drawing slash. The first is a charged critical strike, which can instantly burst out with power far beyond the normal level. The second is that the sword is in the sheath, concealing the murderous aura, and it comes suddenly, catching the enemy off guard.

The Snow Mountain Patriarch uses a three-pointed, two-edged spear. Although there is no scabbard to cover the blade, the basic principle has not changed. Before he makes a move, not a single bit of murderous aura or killing intent is leaked out.

Even a cunning person like Xiaoyu, who had maxed out his assassination and stealth skills, was ambushed by him.

King Bashan even turned his head to look for Longyang, distracting himself in front of the old ghost of Snow Mountain.

"Pfft~~~"

King Bashan did not dodge, but hurriedly raised his left arm to block in front of him.

When the left arm collided with the sword energy, it immediately lost the shape of a human arm and turned into a wing that was a meter wide. The feathers were dark gold, and each feather looked like it was cast in steel.

The sword energy hit it, just like a machete hitting a solid hardwood shield.

There was a dull tearing sound, but the shield did not split.

The feathers of King Bashan shone with golden light, which offset the attack of the sword energy and only broke a few feathers.

"Old ghost, you are looking for death!"

After his left wing extinguished the sword energy, he rotated his body, causing his left wing to quickly rotate half a circle.

“Boom—whoosh whoosh~~”

It was as if his wings had turned into palm-leaf fans.

Dark golden feathers flashed with green and golden light, and suddenly stirred up a huge gust of wind, which made the ground in front of it four or five feet lower. After blowing away the snow on the surface, it penetrated more than three feet into the mud.

The Snow Mountain Patriarch, who had swung out a knife and immediately rushed forward, was instantly blown to the end of the sky like a plastic bag in a tornado.

But the next moment, the bright knife light appeared again above King Bashan's head.

It was still the Snow Mountain Ancestor. He was not blown away by the wind. Instead, he used a wind escape technique in front of the Mountain King.

It’s not the half-baked beggar version of wind escape like Xiaoyu’s “Yin Feng Sword Escape”.

It is the real wind escape, disappearing in the wind, and using the power of the wind to escape to where there is wind.

"Puff~~~"

This time, King Bashan was really caught off guard.

The Snow Mountain Old Ghost's wind escape technique was applied so flexibly and combined with the immortal martial arts just right, which was beyond his understanding.

The imperial crown on King Bashan's head was split open, and his black hair was disheveled in the wind.

There was a bloodstain on the top of his head, which spread from the tip of his nose to the back of his head. The black crown and robes of the same style as those of Ying Zheng were also cut into rags by the sword energy that fell on his head.

However, only his scalp was cut and his skull was very hard.

Similar to how Xiaoyu blocked the knife energy with his dragon claws, only his bones were broken.
Of course, King Bashan used his magical power in time to offset the remaining sword energy, and his bones were not broken. "Chiya~~~" A sharp bird cry came out of King Bashan's human mouth.

The sound waves are visible to the naked eye, spreading in circles of light white lines in all directions.

The Snow Mountain Old Ghost had no way to avoid it this time, his body was like a paper man, twisted and deformed in the sound waves.

But it's just distorted.

His golden chain mail should be a treasure. It had previously blocked the attack from Xiao Yulong's tail, and was now also blocking the sonic attack from King Bashan for Lao Gui.

"Puchi, puchi~~" The Snow Mountain Old Ghost played with the steel gun in his hand in many ways.

This is not a metaphor, the tip of the gun really jumped too fast, and the afterimage left behind was like a blooming blood peony.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of bloody holes appeared on the wings and arms of King Bashan. They could not be considered holes, but blood spots.

The old ghost from Snow Mountain shot out his spear like a dragon, and the spear tip and sickle blade bloomed like flowers.

King Bashan also flapped his wings repeatedly, and his wings were like banana leaves, continuing to fan out strong winds, and in the strong winds there were wind blades as big as door panels.

At the same time, his wings themselves were like machetes, taking on the three-pointed, two-edged spear head-on. He used the moves of human immortal martial arts, and the dark golden feathers were like blades, emitting sword energy, and even turned themselves into flying knives and shot out.

To sum up, Snow Mountain Old Ghost's moves are simple but sharp, while King Pulling the Mountain's martial arts are obviously not as good as his and are quite fancy.

The two of them moved so fast that the people around them were dazzled.

Not only were their moves fast, but their movement speed was also fast. While fighting, King Bashan flew to the north. The Snow Mountain Ghost not only did not stop him, but tacitly cooperated with him to fly to the northeast.

Neither of them used their full strength at this moment.

The King of Moving Mountains did not use his magical powers, and the Old Ghost of Snow Mountain did not use his great magical powers.

Because the Great Wall is only three hundred miles away, making a big noise would easily attract the immortals from China.

"Fellow Daoist Long Yang, the battle between Snow Mountain Patriarch and King Ba Shan has not yet ended, why are you forcing them?"

Thirty miles away from the original ice and snow yurt, a battle was also taking place.

"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, I am not forcing you, it is you who refuses to cooperate!"

Xiao Yu now transformed into a dragon again, with a ten-foot-long dragon body coiled above Yuwen Bo's ghost. Its dragon claws were like tearing a thick piece of cowhide, tearing apart the demonic barrier held up by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The two-meter-long dragon claw grabbed the little ghost holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner below.

She had indeed slipped away before, but she wasn't slacking off.

Xiao Yu saw that Yuwen Bo's body had been killed by the poison he had taken, and his soul quietly escaped into the ghost world, intending to escape.

Yuwen Bo had actually escaped successfully.

After all, it was the soul that escaped, so the speed was extremely fast and the movements were extremely secretive.

But when this guy escaped, he also took the Ten Thousand Souls Banner with him.

Xiao Yu chased him just like he chased Xiu Ge a few days ago, with "The Lone Smoke in the Desert" leading the way. He immediately caught up with him and with one claw, knocked him back to the human world from the ghost path.

Among Kebineng's group of four, Xiaoyu could only ignore Kebineng, but when he met the others, he had no choice but to kill them, especially Yuwenbo, who had refined millions of lives.

This guy is gentle and refined, with the appearance and bearing of an elegant scholar, but he is the most vicious demon in the Donghu military camp.

"Old Demon Long Yang, you really want to fight me to the death!"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner spread out like a ball, protecting Yuwen Bo's soul in the center, and the magic protection shield was about to be destroyed.

But this does not mean that Yuwen Bo has no power to resist.

After all, the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls is not a defensive magic weapon.

At this moment, Yuwen Bo only used it to protect himself. He did not release millions of evil spirits to fight the enemy, nor did he use the corresponding magic skills. He was worried that the noise would be too loud and would alarm the immortals in Shenzhou.

"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, are you suffering from a brain storm? Even if I capture you, I will ask you to surrender to the Xiongnu.

King Bashan was just about to let me take the blame and fight the old ghost from the Snow Mountain.

I ran away very swiftly, and I came to catch you just to make it easier for me to report to him.

Anyway, you have taken the initiative to abandon the Great Chanyu Kebi Neng.

Now the wise birds choose the trees to live in, turn to the Xiongnu, and still become the state teacher, why are you fighting to the death with me?"

Yuwen Bo was pushed to his limit and really planned to detonate tens of thousands of ghosts and blow her to death.

Hearing her say this, he was stunned and said unhappily, "Since you are recruiting me to join the Xiongnu King, why are you acting like you want to kill people?"

"I called you, but you didn't listen and even ran faster. What can I do? Besides, I only caught you, how can it be considered killing you and destroying your soul?" Xiao Yu said as he put away his dragon claws.

She really felt a sense of crisis just now.

Moreover, it is easy to tear apart the defense shield of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but if the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is destroyed, most of the millions of souls collected in it will probably be destroyed.

Knowing the consequences, she still insisted on doing it, which brought her endless karma and bad deeds.

——If I had known that taking Yuwen Bo with me would be so troublesome, I should have found an opportunity to pay homage to him as my adoptive father after entering the Donghu military camp that day.

Xiaoyu sighed inwardly.

The high strength brought by a high realm is actually not scary. What is scary is the strange and unknown secret methods and magic weapons.

"You have turned into a dragon, full of murderous intent, why don't I run away?"

Seeing that she had retracted her dragon claws and turned into Taoist Longyang again, without any murderous aura on her body, Yuwen Bo breathed a sigh of relief and put away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner while complaining.

Xiao Yu cried out in grievance, "What kind of person am I, Taoist friend? Don't you know?
Changing back to his original form, the resentment, murderous aura, and demonic aura in his body could no longer be concealed and were released naturally. How could it be directed at you? "

Yuwen Bo was still somewhat confused. The murderous intent she showed just now seemed to be directed at him.
But he also knew that she was right. It would be abnormal for a demon dragon that had eaten countless people to have a clean body.

"In fact, there is no need for you to chase me. I am not a stubborn person. Once the Snow Mountain Patriarch and the Mountain King have a result, I will naturally go back to where I belong."

Xiao Yu looked towards the northeast, his face showing anxiety, and he grabbed his arm and shouted, "You can choose the right tree to live in, but I have already chosen a side, and the old ghost of Xueshan must not win.

Come with me quickly, let's go help King Bashan."

She said this anxiously while pulling him away.

The souls of ordinary people can be touched and can have sex with living people.

The immortal's spirit is rich in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and as long as it does not actively turn into nothingness, it can be captured.

Yuwen Bo originally wanted to struggle, but seeing how anxious she was, he was afraid of angering the old devil.

——My situation is indeed different from his. If the Mountain King wins, he will accept me; if the Snow Mountain Old Ghost wins, he will kill this old demon. Alas, let's go back with him. The current situation is really hard to bear——

"Boom!"

Before Yuwen Bo could finish his thoughts, a divine thunderbolt fell on his head, almost splitting his soul apart.

——What's going on? Old Demon Long Yang, why do you know thunder magic and attack me by surprise?
(End of this chapter)