Chapter 96

The Golden Cicada Ancestor blinked, and watched the Lingjiu King turn back, nodded with a smile: Good kung fu, you can even cultivate wings. I believe that it will not take long to be able to transform and become an immortal in cultivation, haha!

The Lingjiu King shook his black robe and withdrew his wings and said: Stop talking nonsense, can you learn my trick "Picking the Sun and Picking the Stars"?

Seeing that the Jinchan Ancestor did not respond, he sneered: Xixia Yipintang is just like this. After learning a few tricks and raising a few insects, he wanted to steal the spirit stone. Humph, it was simply a delusion.

The Jinchan Ancestor said: Yes, I have raised some insects. With these insects, I can dominate the world. Now we will be considered a draw. Don’t you look down on me and these insects? I will use these insects to set up a formation to see if the king can break...the formation!

The Golden Cicada Ancestor waved his palm, and the golden beetles he brought immediately dispersed, and a pair of Nine Cauldron Flying Insect Array were drawn. The golden beetles flew around quickly with the Golden Cicada Ancestor as the axis and spread around. The insects flew faster, and the golden armor on their bodies suddenly shone golden light, forming a copper wall and iron wall, surrounding the Lingjiu King and the Golden Cicada Ancestor.

King Lingjiu has always looked down on these insects. He is trapped in it and can't help but feel a little worried. He said coldly to the ancestor Jinchan: It seems that old man, you want to fight with me. Is it worth it for a woman?

The ancestor Jinchan smiled faintly: It’s not just because of this woman, but what is it. You know better than me. Three years ago, you came from Wu Yue to the border of the great wilderness from thousands of miles away, just to take away the spirit stone of Zhaode Temple. But after you came, you realized that you could not take away the spirit stone. In fact, my purpose here is the same as yours, but I can’t take away the spirit stone.Then we stayed together and monitored each other, with only one purpose, and we didn’t want others to do anything we could not do.Over the years, we have been tacitly aware of each other, hoping that each other will come up with solutions, and fearing that each other will come up with solutions. At the same time, we must take into account the pressure brought by the country. This pressure from the country has almost crushed us and crushed us as the days pass.No one can afford to wait... Now, our Great Liao army has already set up troops in Zijing Pass, and we can lead the Central Plains to the order of our Lord.

The Lingjiu King said coldly: Although Wu Yue is small, we have the thousands of elites of the Fenghua Sea Castle. My master Yulong is famous all over the world. My uncle Situ Mingfeng is the closest person to God after Ming Shen and Xingsha Demon Lord. Humph!Sooner or later, Wu and Yue will dominate the world.Old Gui, everyone knows that this Xuanhua platform was a treasure that Ming Shen practiced during his lifetime. Have you thought of a way to take away the spirit stone?

The Jinchan Zu laughed: Of course not, but I am afraid that you will think of a solution. I guess you will definitely have another plan when you suddenly want to marry the bride, so I want to destroy your plan.Without the "Xuanhua Baotai" the army of the Liao Dynasty could still strait the universe. I had received the command of the Liao lord and destroyed it if I could not get the spirit stone. Ten days later, the 400,000 cavalry of the Liao Dynasty declared war on the Song Dynasty, and the next were the Southern Tang and Wu Yue.Unfortunately, you can't appreciate these wonderful things.

As he said that, the old ancestor Jincicada pointed at the King Lingjiu in his hand, and countless golden beetles swarmed over. The insects opened their sharp-toothed mouths and bit them at the King Lingjiu.

Although the Lingjiu King was rough and thick in skin, he was not invulnerable to swords and guns. He could withstand these thousands of insects and bites, and his body was suddenly filled with blood and his skin was blooming.

King Lingjiu screamed strangely, and used his skills. He fucked and kicked all the way, and the corpses of countless golden beetles fell from the air, but his situation became more and more dangerous.

The King of Lingjiu whistled and directed the big birds he raised to rescue quickly. The vultures were already on standby. At the command of the master, he immediately rushed up and started a fierce battle with the golden beetle.

The sky was dim and the earth was dark, the sun and the moon were gone, and people of all ethnic groups who watched the fun had already run home in fear. Some of them ran slowly, either bitten to death by vultures or bitten to death by golden beetles. The fields were full of dead people, dead birds, dead insects, and fishy blood flowed all over the valley.

Mu Guiying has always been paying no expression on her face to pay attention to this decisive battle that is extremely important to her and extremely irrelevant. She hopes that the best result of the decisive battle is to lose both sides.

In Zhaode Temple, Zen Master Edu kept reciting scriptures. He estimated that the long-lost crisis was finally about to break out.

The Golden Cicada Ancestor is one foot taller. The Lingjiu King has no way to break the extremely domineering Nine-Dao Flying Insect Formation. He suddenly popped out a pair of wings from behind and planned to escape.

At this moment, the Golden Cicada Ancestor flew up and was slashing on the wings of the Lingjiu King. The Lingjiu King screamed, and the wings behind him were cut off in one by one.

Only then did the Jinchan Ancestor understand that there was an arm behind the Lingjiu King. The arm was short, thick and powerful, and the arm was connected to a pair of exquisite wings. There were special mechanisms on the pair of wings. As long as the arm could rotate the mechanism quickly, the wing feathers could bring people into the air.

The Jinchan Ancestor couldn't help but laugh: I thought I had some amazing skills. It turned out that I had just given birth to one more arm than an ordinary person.

His face pulled, and his scimitar pointed at the chest of the Lingjiu King. The millions of golden beetles immediately swarmed in, and in the blink of an eye, he only killed the Lingjiu King with a pool of dirty blood.

As soon as King Lingjiu died, his big birds and disciples also died, and they fled. They were still dark clouds just now, and the murderous battlefield immediately returned to peace.

The Jinchan Ancestor laughed proudly again, and he said to Mu Guiying, who looked dull on the color platform: My little beauty, you must keep your promise, otherwise, don’t blame me for starting a murderous act.

Mu Guiying said sadly: I accept my fate. From now on, I will be the bride of your Golden Cicada Ancestor!

She glanced at King Sluo with a desolate look and silently muttered in her heart: Father, I really don’t want to be a victim of war.

When the Jinchan Ancestor saw Aya surrendered to him, he was happy and shouted to Zhaode Temple: No., listen, the ancestor will be a wedding night tonight, and today I won’t care about you. If you can’t tell the secret of the ‘Xuanhua Baotai’ tomorrow, I will order your temple to be demolished.

After saying that, he ordered his subordinates to direct the Golden Beetle to re-list the flying dragon formation and to take Mu Guiying away.

King Sluo's personal guards rushed forward, but these warriors could not stop the Jinchan Ancestor. The Jinchan Ancestor said fiercely to Sluo: Is the king going back on his word?

The conversation between the Golden Cicada Ancestor and the Lingjiu King was just now. King Si Luo did not hear it because he was too far away. He was still determined to subdue the master and use his magic power to fight against the Uighurs, so he acquiesced to the departure of the Golden Cicada Ancestor.

The Golden Cicada Ancestor won the battle and snatched back a beautiful bride who was as beautiful as a flower. He happily ordered the three armies to reward each of them, slaughtered 100 cattle and sheep, and distributed them to his disciples and insects, and then arranged the wedding with great fanfare, mainly focusing on food and drink. Everything else was simple, and after the wedding banquet, he went directly to the bridal chamber.

The Jinchan Ancestor is in his sixties. Although he is short, his body is full of solid flesh bumps because he has practiced the magical skills of protecting his body for many years. He flashes away all over his clothes and looks straight at the elegant Mu Guiying.

He couldn't wait to untie the silk skirt on Mu Guiying's body. Mu Guiying thought that the Jinchan Ancestor was powerful and could continue his decapitation. It was obviously ineffective for his resistance. Maybe he would make him angry and harm his tribe members. At present, he had to accept his fate and find a place where no one was left afterwards, but his dirt life was worthy of his father, grandma and all tribe members.

However, Mu Guiying was somewhat unwilling to accept this old and ugly man, frowned and came up with a plan.

Although Mu Guiying knew that she had no intention of resisting, she still tried her best to protect her chastity.

King, seeing your amazing performance during the day really makes us mortals admire you. I am already yours. Can you perform Ah for me again?I'm so eye-opening.

Mu Guiying thought that if the Jinchan Ancestor was really chopping off his head in person, he would grab his head and throw it into the mountain stream to see if he could survive again. Even if he could survive, the ancestor would definitely be very angry. Maybe he would kill himself in anger, so that he would not be raped by him.

The Jinchan Patriarch smiled proudly and said: Beauty, such a beautiful scene, why do you want to talk about those bloody topics? Wouldn't it ruin our joy? I will perform for you when I have time.

Mu Guiying said relentlessly: No, that kind of skill that only gods have. If I can’t take a closer look, I feel panicked and I have no interest in doing anything.

As he said that, he pushed the Jinchan Ancestor's body away.

The Jinchan Ancestor said anxiously: OK, my little beauty, I promise you, hehe!In fact, I have not successfully practiced the magic of re-exchanging the magic of immortals after the dead head. There are other mysteries in it.

As he said that, he turned his head three times on the top of his head and gently took it off.

Only then did Mu Guiying see clearly that there was a human head growing in the head of the Jinchan Ancestor, but the head was surprisingly small, the size of an adult's fist, with no hair on his head, and bare red flesh exposed. His facial features were extremely shaped, and he was tightly close together. His fine sesame teeth made people feel more and more disgusting. What kind of head regeneration technique is there?

It was clearly selling dog meat with sheep's head, and Mu Guiying felt uncomfortable in her stomach and almost vomited.

The ancestor Jinchan said: My head is actually so big, and it’s just a person who has to stop his head.

As he said that, the extremely small head suddenly retracted into his cavity, and he was a headless mummy. Mu Guiying definitely did not dare to look at it again. Suddenly, she thought that her body would be occupied by such a monster. Her whole body suddenly became cold and her mind was empty and uncomfortable.

Mu Guiying shed helpless tears, and the sour tears stimulated her cold face. Mu Guiying gritted her silver teeth, intending to make the final resistance...

A low wolf howl remembered in his ears. The sudden roar of wild beasts made the Jinchan ancestor tremble. When he turned around, a tall and mighty white wolf showed its fangs and glared at the Jinchan ancestor. Seeing that it was a beast that disturbed him, the Jinchan scolded: Bastard, let you disturb me a good thing.

He stretched out his hand and waved at the white wolf.

When the white wolf was agilely avoiding it, a powerful wave of air was pushed over silently. The Jinchan Ancestor was beaten to the ground by this wave of air. The Jinchan Ancestor was shocked. His sixty years of cultivation could not beat this beast?

Could this white wolf be the legendary thousand-year-old wolf demon?

The Golden Cicada Ancestor covered his bleeding shoulders. When he was stunned, the wolf demon had already carried Mu Guiying and rushed out of the window. The Golden Cicada Ancestor hurriedly chased outside the house. The wolf demon had already jumped onto the high wall, like a silver lightning, disappearing in the night sky directly south.

How could the Golden Cicada Ancestor give up? He whistled and summoned the golden beetles to turn into a flying dragon formation. The Golden Cicada Ancestor jumped onto the flying dragon and chased him in the south.

Although the golden beetle has wings and can fly, it is not as fast as the wolf demon. In a short while, it pulled the golden beetle and the Golden Cicada Ancestor behind it.

Aya leaned on the back of the wolf demon, feeling the wind in her ears, like clouds and mist. Although she was thin, she had forgotten the coldness. She was already lucky to be able to escape from the clutches of the Golden Cicada Ancestor.

In front of it was a white iceberg, with a silver basin-like moon hanging on the tip of the iceberg, and the wolf demon ran towards the moon in the sky. Mu Guiying suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar. She finally remembered the nightmare three days ago. The current scene was almost exactly the same as the scene in the dream.

The wolf demon carried Mu Guiying into an Ice Sky Cave. The cave was neat and spacious, and the ground was covered with silver moonlight. Under the moonlight, countless white wolves were like privates, standing in order, looking forward to each other.

Mu Guiying was full of curiosity and confusion. Could that dream be the precursor to today?

As for Fia, she curiously looked for the black flower crowns in the cave. Finally, after turning a corner, the black mandala flowers suddenly appeared in front of her. The black elf surrounded a delicate girl. It was Fia. Mu Guiying couldn't tell the feeling in her heart. I don't know whether it was happiness or sadness, Fia!

She screamed softly.