Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 968 - 504

Faced with the Great Heavenly Dog continually firing bone arrows, Duan Yun could only enter the Red Hair Cannon mode to return fire.

Originally, he really didn't want to use this Red Hair, because he had long discovered that this ominous Red Hair indeed had something that caused him to experience some auditory hallucinations.

Those hallucinations seemed to come from another world, speaking human language yet not quite human, as if trying to drag him into another realm.

Duan Yun wasn't necessarily afraid of anything; he just felt it somewhat affected his sleep.

People need to sleep.

How can a young hero battle demons and monsters effectively if he doesn't sleep well?

But this moment, since the opponent was being so unreasonable, he couldn't bother with that right now.

Even at the cost of several months of poor sleep, I, this young hero, will kill you!

"Fire the cannon!"

The Red Hair once again gathered into a cannon and fired at the Great Heavenly Dog.

Auspicious clouds surrounded the Great Heavenly Dog, while the snow and bones on the Snow Mountain were continuously absorbed and devoured by her, transforming into new limbs.

At this time, she also shot the Supreme Immortal Bone Arrow at Duan Yun!

With a loud explosion, accompanied by a layered series of sound waves.

The incomplete people hanging on the hooks outside the "Snow Mountain" were now all blasted straight out by the gale, looking like they were about to be dried by the wind.

While Ziyu reacted swiftly, leaping several meters high, the Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword in her hand formed a swirling sword light, deflecting the incoming fragments of bones, "snow," and Red Hair.

Of course, most of them bounced back to that woman with tattered pants.

Only the woman with tattered pants stood stiff as a corpse, with both the sacred white and ominous red on her body, making her look multicolored, as if she opened a dye shop.

Seeing the fragments bounced over by Ziyu, she couldn't help but associate that the other party did it intentionally.

But she had no time to care about this; she was already using her willpower to extract the last bits of life energy, wanting to see the conclusion.

As long as Great Heavenly Dog achieved the final victory, all her suffering would be worthwhile because Great Heavenly Dog would surely torture this pair of dog-couples!

Above, Duan Yun and the Great Heavenly Dog had exchanged shots seven times.

Each time, earth-shattering commotion ensued.

Mushroom-like waves surged on the "Snow Mountain" erupting, looking like a volcano had come to life.

In Source Valley, where snow doesn't usually fall, goose feather-sized "snow" suddenly fell, the "snowflakes" coupled with bones crashed onto the cherry blossom trees, splitting and destroying the blooms, resembling an apocalyptic scene.

At this point, Duan Yun's ears were already filled with ominous voices like "I've made it!", "Hug me if you love me!", "Moo moo moo! Two molds!" while the Great Heavenly Dog's hands and feet respawned rapidly, unable to keep up with the rate of depletion.

For instance, now her arms were as short as a baby's arms, having been forced to shoot them out.

With a thunderous roar, this time, the victor of the strength struggle was determined.

Those baby-like arms couldn't explode into bone swords in time; they were blasted away by Duan Yun's Red Hair Cannon.

The ominous Red Hair only slightly lost momentum, immediately barreling towards the Great Heavenly Dog's body.

The Great Heavenly Dog let out a high-pitched scream of agony, her face suddenly filled with terror.

"No!"

"No!"

She constantly felt tainted by this ominous thing, making herself and the entire world dirty and unable to become an immortal.

Whoosh whoosh...

Duan Yun gasped heavily, the Red Hair on his body continuing to grow.

His ears were filled with auditory hallucinations, like one after another glamorous seductive horses trying to lure him into another world.

At this moment, his extraordinary wisdom turned, past memories unique to himself flowed like a revolving lantern through his mind.

He recalled the kick from Xuanxiong Gang disciples that sent him flying, which could be said to be where his dreams began.

Afterwards, he encountered the Murong brothers, met Feng Ling'er, met Shen Ying....

He gained friends, had Yuzhu Manor, and embarked on the journey of a young hero.

Those memories were like one anchor point after another in the stormy seas, or the warm lights of a harbor that he could find a way back even amidst the storms.

This is truly me!

Duan Yun the Young Hero, Duan Lang the Young Hero, Murong Fu the Young Hero...

It's these people who define me!

Duan Yun's eyes cleared in an instant, the auditory hallucinations in his ears suddenly diminished, as if those seductive horses had put on clothes, weakening the seduction.

At this time, the Great Heavenly Dog was still struggling, defiantly resisting!

The snow on the "Snow Mountain" had melted around her, gathering to her body, trying to wash away the Red Hair and reshape her figure.

"How dare you resist my Red Hair, the verdict is more severe!"

Speaking, Duan Yun raised his right fist, the newly grown Red Hair on his body instantly circulated to his right arm, forming new Red Hair.

At this moment, the Great Heavenly Dog's body full of fractured bones still reconstructing, merging.

But the affable Young Hero, merciless judge, decrees your death, and you must die!

The projectile formed from Red Hair turned into a crimson glow, smashing towards the Great Heavenly Dog!

"Yamei Butterfly!"

The Great Heavenly Dog shouted with a heavy Fusang accent.

But the ominous Red Hair paid no heed to her cries, mercilessly accelerating, piercing her body.

The next moment, the Great Heavenly Dog was already trembling violently, as if her entire body was shivering continuously, while her eyes rolled back, mouth agape, tongue protruding, drooling excessively, in a state of extreme humiliation and incapability.

Or, in her heart, as long as she was tainted by these Red Hairs, the immortal in her was subjected to immense defilement, and her whole being became filthy.