Chapter 270: Blue-Eyed Head Lowering Master
Over there, after killing the ghost boy Xiao Seventeen, Shen Hao clapped his hands, as if he had done something insignificant, his face sank like water, he was not shocked, and he had a very high demeanor. In fact, he could see that this ghost boy was just a little ghost who was not in the climate, and even the yin body had not condensed into substance, his ability was limited, and he had no supernatural powers, so he could kill it with two five thunder palms that were also out of the climate. In addition, the ability of the imp is not only related to itself, but also to the owner who drives it, if the owner who drives it is a powerful person, and can bless it with mana, it can make it more ferocious and powerful. And the owner of this little ghost seems to be not very good.
Thinking like this, Shen Hao suddenly looked at Su Mengyao, his eyes were sinister, and he said to the two junior disciples: "Arrest that demon girl and take it to the mountain to wait for the master's fate." ”
The "demon girl" is a beautiful woman, Zhou Yuan and Wu Hai were immediately interested. Their spells are low, and they can't catch ghosts, but it's definitely no problem to catch people, let alone a soft girl. Then, the two of them swaggered over to Su Mengyao.
Turning his gaze, Sands International Clubhouse. is also here, Zhou Bin went to consume tonight, and his son Zhou Jun also went to consume, but the father and son didn't know that the other party was also there.
In a top-level private room, Zhou Jun's boss and an old man in black sat side by side, both of them holding the beauty into their arms, hugging left and right, and envying others. The old man in black was like a withered man, with dark skin, and he didn't seem to be of the Central Plains race. This person is none other than Su Mengyao's master, Azan Gu, a Nanyang descending wizard.
After all, the head descending master is despised by the society, especially the black-clothed descendant, Azan Gu walks the rivers and lakes and also holds another title, Feng Shui master. In Nanyang, his reputation as a feng shui master is much more resounding than that of a descending wizard, and he can be regarded as having some attainments, so he has made a lot of money.
Azan Gu came to the Central Plains to be invited by Zhou Jun's boss to help him take a look at feng shui, and it was only one of them to set up a liquidation and wealth-absorbing feng shui circle in the newly opened Zhongjing Hao Ting, and also helped him see several other real estate and newly acquired plots. And being able to find an apprentice with excellent qualifications in Sanjiang County was his unexpected joy, and it could even be said to be the biggest gain of his trip. After all, for them who are masters of magic, money and wealth are things outside the body, and what they value more is their own cultivation and the inheritance of the Dao system. However, the inheritance of the Taoist system "wealth and law" is indispensable, so the money should be earned or earned.
Azan Gu is going to return to Nanyang tomorrow, and tonight Zhou Jun took him to the Sands International Club to practice for him, which can be regarded as a reward for his hard work during this time.
The master of magic is also a man, and he is also in need. At this moment, he hugged left and right, wine and meat pierced his intestines, he was so happy, and he would sing a few songs in the depths of his love. But his voice is like a duck's voice, and singing kills!
Suddenly, his heart palpitated, his body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The girl in his arms screamed in fright, thinking that the old guy had drunk too much, and his body was injured, which was a precursor to sudden death.
At this moment, Shen Hao, the Taoist priest of Panlongguan, killed the ghost boy Xiao Seventeen with a five-thunder palm.
There is no doubt that Azan Gu has been counterattacked. Although he passed Xiao Seventeen to his apprentice Su Mengyao as a greeting gift, he did not swear an oath, in essence, Xiao Seventeen was still his ghost boy, so if Xiao Seventeen was bombarded, he would be counterattacked. Fortunately, Xiao Seventeen is just an ordinary ghost boy raised by him, and the aura of each other is not strong, plus the apprentice Su Mengyao helped him share part of the power of the backlash, so the backlash at the moment is not big, just spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Azan, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Zhou Jun hurriedly turned around and asked, also frightened.
Azan Gu raised his head suddenly, his eyes were round with anger, and a blue essence light shot out, which made the Zhou Jun boss dizzy and mysterious. His eyes, which were originally as black as ink, suddenly turned blue, like a bottomless abyss, as if it could penetrate everything, making people dare not look directly.
The realm of the head descending master can be seen from the color of the eyes, which are red, yellow, blue, purple, and gold, and Azan Gu has already cultivated the realm of blue eyes. Considering that the Golden Eye Head Descender is the same as the Dao Divine Realm, it belongs to the god-like existence, and it is almost invisible in the secular world, and the Purple Eye Head Descender is considered to be the highest realm, so the Blue Eye Realm of Azan Gu is already a very high rank, comparable to the Magic Dao Mystery Realm.
"Who dares to kill my son, I will definitely break your corpse into ten thousand pieces, and refine your soul into a mortal for me to drive!" Azan Gu gritted his teeth and said, looking like madness. He spoke the native dialect of Nanyang, which everyone didn't understand, but it looked bluffing.
The girls in the house were so frightened that they turned pale with fright. But because of good professional ethics, they didn't dare to leave rashly.
"You all go out first!" Zhou Jun said to the girls when he saw that the situation was not good.
The girls were like being pardoned, and the birds and beasts scattered, and they fled from this place of right and wrong.
"Azan, what's going on? Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Help me watch the door and don't let anyone in. ”
"Ah, this, okay. ”
Although I don't know what the hell Azan Gu is going to do, he is a feng shui master after all, and Zhou Jun didn't dare not listen to what he said. Feng Shui harms people, it is invisible, and it cannot offend the master of Feng Shui.
However, he said that Zhou Jun only knew that Azan Gu was a feng shui master, and did not know his other identity as a sorcerer. So much so that when he took the Liazan Gu spell, he was shocked to see it.
Azan Gu suddenly got up, emptied a fruit plate on the coffee table, and poured tens of thousands of dollars into a bottle of Remy Martin XO as if he didn't want money, until the wine overflowed. Then he bit his finger and dripped seven drops of blood into it, and then used it to swipe through the drink. His technique seems to be random and confusing, but in fact, it has its own rules, like drawing symbols. At the same time, he was reciting bitter incantations in his mouth. After a while, he took out his fingers, took them out in his arms, held a yellow talisman in his hand, shook it violently with one hand, and the talisman paper spontaneously combusted without wind. When the paper was halfway burned, he threw it into the fruit bowl.
Hulala, the wine in the fruit bowl came out with a faint blue flame, like a ghost fire.
Zhou Jun had a close relationship with Panlongguan and knew that Taoist priests were also like this, so they were not too surprised or too frightened. It's just that when he saw the figure in the blue flames and could hear the sound of talking, the whole person was stunned.
I only saw that the fruit plate wine after the practice was like a monitor, and a scene was moved, and it was the place where the young emperor of Yancheng Fu Shize chose to shake the car, and everything in the scene was alive, and even the sound of people could be heard. From the scene, the big man of Zhou Jun also saw an old acquaintance, Ye Tian. One of the three Taoist priests of Panlongguan he knew, the former senior brother, and now the second senior brother, Shen Hao Shen Daochang.
What ...... this?
Zhou Jun's boss was stunned for a while, he didn't know what the situation was, and he was faintly panicked. And this is just the beginning, and then there are more things that make him more flustered and frightened.
Azan Gu's gloomy gaze was locked on the three Taoist priests of Panlongguan, and the three Taoist priests were attacking Su Mengyao, wanting to take Su Mengyao to Panlongguan to ask for guilt.
"You three hateful fellows, kill my son Little Seventeen, and I will let you pay with your life. Ah Yao is the immortal talent I am looking for, and only she can inherit my mantle and become a head lowering master who is more powerful than me, and may even cultivate the supreme realm of golden eyes, which will eventually be used by me. If you dare to touch a single hair of her, I will step on the mountain gate of you and others and destroy you and other Dao sects!" Azan Gu said viciously, his eyes beating like knives.
After saying that, his big bone-like hand stretched out from his sleeve cannon, holding a beaded chain in his palm, which was seven or eight points similar to Su Mengyao's necklace, and it was also a ghost bronze. Then he put his five fingers together, put the ghost boy copper in front of his mouth, closed his eyes, and quickly recited one incantation after another.
After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, and two blue rays of light shot out again, and the ghost copper in his hand also changed, and the glowing light flickered, as if a yin spirit was attached to it, and the vibration was not stopped.
Then a low shout came out of his mouth: "Little Liuwu'er, your father is in trouble, come quickly!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was a change in the huge private room, the flat ground was cloudy, whining, accompanied by a terrible sound effect, and the temperature dropped sharply by dozens of degrees.
Zhou Jun's boss shivered, and instantly got goosebumps all over his body, and his scalp was numb. He suddenly had the immediate feeling of watching a ghost movie in a movie theater, watching it alone.
I don't know if it's an illusion, he suddenly had a feeling of a thorn in his back, and he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him.
Oh my God, is there a ghost?
Couldn't help but be curious, he turned around suddenly, almost fainted in fright, screamed, and quickly ran away and hid behind a sofa. Instead of a pair of eyes, he saw three scarlet eyes, shrouded in a cloud of black smoke, and in the middle of it was a vertical pupil, the blood shining like flames.
Three eyes first appeared in the black smoke, and then the shadow of a child faded into reality, like a real child, floating in the air. It's just that in addition to the three weird eyes, this child seems to have a layer of gold dust all over his body, which is clearly a golden doll. No one will have a good impression of this doll, he is too weird, too scary, the puppet in a horror movie is like a ghost. When he grinned and giggled at the boss of Zhou Jun, revealing two rows of sharp teeth up and down, as well as blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, the boss of Zhou Jun almost became incontinent, and his heart stopped beating.
"Boss Zhou, don't be afraid, this is my little sixth, also known as the three-eyed golden boy, it is very well-behaved. Azan Gu comforted Zhou Jun in a calm tone. His eyes were fixed on the three-eyed golden boy, and a faint fatherly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.