The old man did not notice Qin Mu's radiant eyes, and in an instant, thousands of marks formed to form seals.

Eight dragons reappear, eight illusory dragon shadows surrounded Qin Mu, spreading their teeth and claws.

"Boy, how about you? Do you still want to pretend to be crazy and stupid and shatter my eight dragon roar?"

Qin Mu disdained, "What the Eight Dragon Roars, aren't it just eight caterpillars?"

"It seems that if you don't suffer a little, you won't teach you a lesson." The old man waved his hand.

Roar...!

The eight dragons roared wildly, and terrifying sound waves rolled in, rushing towards Qin Mu.

The barrier of consciousness.

boom...!

The storm swept, the sound waves rolled, and the power was amazing.

Others cannot see it, and cracks spread over the barrier formed by divine thoughts, just like last time.

Qin Mu's eyes were weird, and the enemy of the Eight Dragons was indeed amazing.

"Old man, you have only this ability. Do you only bark with eight caterpillars?"

The old man's face froze, and he couldn't do anything to Qin Mu.

"Boy, don't talk big, my Eight Dragon Roar is more than that. Take my move and Eight Dragons dance wildly."

After the words came, the old man made seals again.

Roar...!

The eight dragons roared wildly and roared in the sky. At the same time, the rolling sound waves swept across, eight dragon shadows flew over with their teeth and claws, with extremely fast speeds, and the sky was filled with shadows of the dragon claws.

Qin Mu laughed secretly, and a star map appeared a hundred meters away. Qin Mu's figure instantly disappeared from the encirclement, and appeared again, which was already a hundred meters away.

I originally thought that the eight dragons would explode when they collided, but I didn't expect that they would pass by like living creatures, and then lined up to stare at Qin Mu.

"Boy, don't run away if you have the ability."

Qin Mu laughed secretly, "Okay."

The old man raised his hand, the eight dragons danced wildly, and rushed towards Qin Mu.

The seal of divine thoughts was just a flash of time.

Roar...!

The purple dragon shadow appeared directly in front of Qin Mu.

"Eight Dragons' Crazy Song."

Roar...!

Rolling purple sound waves swept out.

Boom...!

The old man's eight dragon shadows were directly blown by the purple sound waves and disappeared.

"Eight Dragons Dance."

Qin Mu waved his hand, the eight dragons roared, and rushed towards the old man entangled.

The old man almost glared out his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"You..." He said something shocked was not good. Qin Mu used the eight dragons' roar and the eight dragons' roar.

"Yin and Yang Map."

The old man made seals, one black and one cup, one light and one dark, two forces surrounded him and directly swept eight purple tortoises in.

boom...!

The Yin-Yang Picture was also torn into pieces by eight dragon shadows.

The old man was startled and reached out to sacrifice something, a small and charming black pagoda.

"Tongtian Glazed Tower, suppress me."

The small and charming pagoda just now suddenly surged in the storm, turning into the size of a hill. The tower body burst out from black light, forming a cage, directly trapping the eight dragons inside.

"receive."

The old man made a seal, and the eight dragon figure was directly submerged by the black light, and then it was sucked into the pagoda.

Qin Mu's eyes shone with light, not a holy weapon or an immortal weapon, but it has such great power. Although his first time using the Eight Dragon Roar was not very powerful, it was already terrible to be able to forcibly absorb his attack.

The star map under your feet was flashing, and Qin Mu had already appeared in front of the Tongtian Glass Tower and reached out to carry it towards the pagoda.

As a result, a black light flashed and Qin Mu hugged him in vain.

The pagoda had turned into the size of a palm and returned to the old man. Seeing Qin Mu, the old man hurriedly put away the small tower.

"Stingy." Qin Mu muttered, "It seems like I will snatch your tower."

The old man looked at him with contempt, "Who has the saliva just now?"

"Who?" Qin Mu pretended to be stupid.

The old man's face turned upright, "Boy, be honest, who taught you this Eight Dragon Roar?"

"You lend me the little tower first and I'll tell you."

The old man looked at him with a smile, "Do you think it's possible?"

Qin Mu said: "I'm just curious to study. What is this small tower not like a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon?"

"This is a Taoist instrument."

Taoism?

Qin Mu knew this lineage.

"Boy, tell me quickly, who taught you this Eight Dragon Roar?"

"Seeing what you want to know so much, I will tell you." Qin Mu pondered for a moment, his face turned right, "A long, long time ago..."

"Speak human words."

"You old man, why are you anxious? The emotions I just brewed have been distracted by you."

"Boy, say it quickly, don't talk nonsense."

Qin Mu sighed and his voice was deep: "For a long time... don't interrupt me, interrupt me again, I won't say anything."

Seeing that the old man was about to open his mouth, Qin Mu blocked his mouth with words first, and he could not be interrupted by making lies, otherwise it would be spread all over.

"That's what I did when I was a child. I was playing at my doorstep. I passed by an old Taoist, who made a cross with his hands and chanted Amitabha Buddha. He said that I was a genius of bones and was a rare cultivation genius in billions of years. He insisted on crying and calling for me as his disciple. He also said that he traveled around the world and that I was the first genius he liked."

"You know, I definitely don't want it. As a result, this old Taoist stood begging for nothing at my doorstep and refused to leave. I had no choice but to reluctantly agree. As a result, he taught me a set of eight dragon roars."

After Qin Mu finished speaking, he looked up at the old man, but saw that the old man's face was flushed with excitement.

"What you said is true?"

Qin Mu was confused. What's the situation? Did this old man really believe it? No, there are really such stupid people in this world.

An old Taoist draws a cross and recites Amitabha Buddha with his mouth. What's this thing?

To be honest, he himself didn't believe it.

However, the old man was so excited that his beard was trembling. Qin Mu continued to weave it, "Of course it's true, otherwise how could I roar with the Eight Dragons?"

"That's great, so good..." The old man shook excitedly.

"Old man, what's your situation? Parkinson's fault?" Qin Mu quickly stepped back, "I'll tell you, don't try to mess with the car."

"Does the Taoist you met have three wisps of beard, a thin face, a red wine gourd in your hand, and a mole on your chin?"

Qin Mu was surprised, "How do you know? His clothes were dirty, his face was messy, and he looked like a beggar."

Qin Mushun was lying nonsense. Anything that appeared in the story a long time ago, in the past, and Taoist monks, etc. were basically fake.

How many Taoist priests in You Fang? Don’t you think the Taoist priest’s appearance rate is a bit high?

This is the most basic anti-counterfeiting method, but the old man doesn't seem to know it.

"Junior brother." The old man shouted excitedly.

Qin Mu turned around in confusion and looked behind him. No one was there? Then he was stunned and pointed at himself, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, that's right, it's you, you're the junior brother." The old man stepped forward excitedly.

Qin Mu quickly retreated, the old man was sick.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid."

Qin Mu thought to himself that I am afraid of a ghost, I am afraid that you will fall.

"Junior brother, the old Taoist you just mentioned is the master. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that he would accept you from the outside world. It's really great."

"Wait a minute." Qin Mu looked at the old man suspiciously. The old man was acting with him. With this poor acting, he sneered: "You have said before that Kunlun Holy Palace has not been born for thousands of years."
To be continued...