Mortal Bones

"Brother Hengming, the head monk Miaoxin is looking for you. You should go to the Heavenly King Hall as soon as possible."

The faceless man changed the subject.

"The head monk Miaoxin is looking for me?"

The young monk Hengming was surprised.

Immediately, he jumped over the threshold of the hall and trotted down the steps of the hall.

Seeing this scene, the faceless man's eyes were obviously relieved.

Not only him, but also the black-robed Qianshou who was using the spirit mirror at this moment was secretly relieved.

Although he firmly believed that Xu Taiping was able to kill more than a hundred faceless people because there was a spy among that group of people, Xu Taiping could not have any deduction and vision skills.

But in any case, more than a hundred faceless people's lives were there.

No matter how firmly he believed, he would still be shaken.

"Look, I said it, there is no such thing as a one-time event."

When he saw Wu Baishou in the spirit mirror successfully deceived the young monk and was about to enter the Kasyapa Palace smoothly, the black-robed Qianshou crossed his arms and showed a smug look in his eyes.

At this moment, he could already conclude that Xu Taiping was able to escape from the restaurant just because of good luck.

"Brother Hengyuan!"

At this time, a cheerful and loud voice suddenly sounded in the spirit mirror.

The black-robed Qianshou and the Yuanshen of Sun Baishou were all startled, thinking that something went wrong again.

But when they looked carefully into the spirit mirror, they found that it was the little monk who had already rushed past Wu Baishou, and suddenly stopped and called Wu Baishou.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Baishou pretended to be Hengyuan, suppressed the anger in his heart, clasped his hands with a smile, turned his head and looked at the little monk Hengming.

"Brother Hengyuan, why don't you have a face?"

At this time, the little monk Hengming tilted his head and asked Hengyuan with a confused look.

As soon as these words came out, the faceless Wu Baishou broke out in cold sweat.

I thought to myself, could it be that there is something wrong with my disguise technique?

However, when Hengyuan instinctively reached out to touch his face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes, saying: "I was deceived!"

After hesitating for less than a breath, the Faceless Wu Baishou raised his palm and slashed at the monk Hengming in front of him.

"Bang!"

In the fierce wind, Hengming was slashed and flew backwards.

"Swish!——"

But at this moment, a knife sound like a crane's cry suddenly exploded.

When the Faceless Wu Baishou reacted, he only saw a bright knife shadow piercing from his shoulder to his waist and abdomen.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a knife bursting through the air, the Faceless Wu Baishou, who didn't even have time to feel the pain, had his body pierced by the knife and turned into a ball of blood foam.

Only a head was left, and it fell to the ground with a "dong dong dong" sound, rolling on the ground like a ball.

A man with blood dripping from his knife walked up to the head, bent down to pick it up, and then held the head, squatted down and looked at a moon shadow stone on the ground and said:

"I said, if anyone from Wumianlou dares to come, I will kill him, and I will kill him until your building is empty."

After saying this, the man crushed the moon shadow stone with one foot.

"Sizzle..."

As the man stepped down, the spiritual mirror in front of the leader of Wumianlou Nanchu, Hei Pao Qianshou, suddenly darkened.

"Huh..."

After being silent for a long time, Hei Pao Qianshou stared at the spiritual mirror with cold eyes and slowly exhaled.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve inadvertently, and then pressed his palm on the spiritual mirror.

Then, the face of the man who crushed the moon shadow stone before appeared on the spiritual mirror again.

"Is it him?"

Hei Pao Qianshou raised his head and asked Sun Baishou's soul.

"Yes...it's him, the leader of the Golden Scales, Xu Taiping."

Sun Baishou said with a trembling voice.

At this moment, he would unconsciously feel fear just by mentioning this name.

"You may be right."

The Black Robe Thousand Heads nodded solemnly, then used his true energy to draw a rune on the spirit mirror, and then said in a serious tone: "Master Youyun, our Nanchu branch may have offended someone who should not be offended."

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"I can't tell, Taiping, you pretend to be a villain, and you look so good."

In front of the Kasyapa Hall of Pilu Temple.

While dealing with the body of the faceless man, the voice of Fairy Lingyue suddenly came to his mind.

"Sister Lingyue, don't laugh at me."

Xu Taiping threw a big sun golden flame onto the body of the faceless man, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

The cultivation of this faceless man on the ground is at least the Wangtian Realm.

And unlike when he was in the Juxian Tower, this faceless man did not have a poisonous curse on him, and could exert the complete Wangtian Realm cultivation.

Therefore, if there is a slight flaw in his cooperation with his clone, the next battle may be a tough one.

He may even die at the hands of the Faceless Man.

"The strength of the Faceless Tower is really good. Any Faceless Man has the cultivation level of the Prospective Heaven Realm."

Xu Taiping said with some emotion.

"It's not that exaggerated. The one you just killed should be a Hundred Heads. The so-called Hundred Heads are Faceless Men who have completed the Faceless Tower's mission a hundred times, so they are not ordinary Faceless Men."

Fairy Lingyue explained to Xu Taiping.

Hearing this, Xu Taiping breathed a sigh of relief.

If all the Faceless Men in the Faceless Tower really have this kind of cultivation level, it would be really scary.

"Taiping, is Liantong still responding?"

Fairy Lingyue asked Xu Taiping again.

"Yes, the burning sensation of the lotus pupil has not subsided since last night."

Xu Taiping touched his left eye and replied.

"It seems that it wants to tell you something."

Fairy Lingyue's tone became serious.

"But Sister Lingyue, I can't wait any longer. I will return to Zhenwu Heaven tomorrow at the latest."

Xu Taiping glanced at the faceless corpse that had been burned to ashes on the ground, his eyes full of worry.

"Then let's go back."

"But Zhenwu Heaven is very different from Youyun Heaven. The fate is mysterious and unpredictable. By then, your lotus pupil may not be able to tell you anything."

"Besides, the spiritual power of your door-sealing stone should have been almost consumed by this lotus pupil."

Fairy Lingyue did not object, but still reminded Xu Taiping.

"I have considered all these."

Xu Taiping nodded slightly.

"Brother Taiping!..."

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

When Xu Taiping heard the voice, he looked up and found that the person coming was Duan Xiaoyu, whom he had not seen for seven years.