The little Loli turned her head and looked at the embarrassed figures of Qiao Erniang and others, her big watery eyes full of curiosity.
"Palace Master, what's wrong?" Shangguan Junyi saw Lin Zhiyun's ugly face and couldn't help asking with concern.
"This is the letter Ling'er wrote to Er Niang and I." Lin Zhiyun said slowly, "It said that a team of thousands of cultivators were heading towards Qingfeng Mountain, and asked her to take four girls to hide.
Come up to the mountain to take refuge."
"What!" Shangguan Junyi was startled at first, and then showed disdain, "You really don't know how to live or die, do you think that our Piaohua Palace is a vegetarian? Palace Master, just leave these people to me, and let them keep them.
There’s no coming back!”
As she spoke, a domineering aura emanated from her body. Although she did not deliberately target anyone, Qiao Erniang and the four little girls all had difficulty breathing, trembled in their hearts, and almost became unsteady on their feet.
Shangguan Junyi's powerful fighting ability was honed in the bloody storms. Since he understood the "Way of Dominance", his strength has greatly improved, but he no longer has the chance to take action. Some heroes are more or less useless.
The feeling of earth.
At this time, when she heard that someone was coming to attack the sect, she did not feel timid at all, but instead felt a faint excitement that she was eager to try.
"These people cannot be killed." Lin Zhiyun smiled bitterly and handed the letter to her, "There are the Zheng family of the Tiandao Alliance and our old neighbor Qingcheng Sword Sect under the command of Nantian City Lord!"
"This, this..." Shangguan Junyi stared, stunned and speechless for a moment.
"Yes, when we escaped, the Tiandao Alliance was already rectifying the troops." Qiao Erniang also echoed from the side, "If Miss Ling'er's letter hadn't arrived in time, maybe even the five of us would have been trapped.
It’s in Fufeng City.”
"It seems that Tingting and Ziyuan's departure was not accidental."
Speaking of the two disciples, she couldn't help but have a look of sadness on her face, "I don't know how they are doing now."
"Palace Master, please don't worry too much. Didn't Miss Ling'er say in her letter that she would be responsible for bringing them back?" Shangguan Junyi comforted her softly, "Aren't you still worried about her abilities?"
"That's what Sister Shangguan said." Lin Zhiyun nodded slightly, "These two girls have made great progress in cultivation now, and ordinary people can't really hurt them. Maybe I am worrying too much."
No one in the entire Piaohua Palace was dissatisfied with Nangong Ling's wisdom and methods. Once she started to deal with something, Lin Zhiyun knew that even if she took action herself, she would not be able to do a better job, and she felt a little relieved.
"Since Miss Ling'er said in the letter that the mountain gate should be closed and the mountain protection array opened." Shangguan Junyi raised the letter in his hand and said with a slight smile, "Let's just do it."
"Palace Master, we have brought a lot of food with us this time." Qiao Erniang pointed to the baggage behind her and said, "There are few people on the mountain now, so it will definitely not be a problem to sustain it for ten days and a half."
"Okay." Lin Zhiyun nodded, her lotus feet touched the ground lightly, her delicate body rose into the air, and fell above the Piaohua Palace, with a slender waist and a fluttering blue skirt. Looking from a distance, she looked graceful and graceful.
Fairy in heaven.
She raised her left hand in front of her chest, and a milky white jade slip suddenly appeared in her palm. She tapped her right index finger lightly, and her posture was indescribably graceful and moving.
The surface of the jade slips instantly glowed with brilliance, and then, the entire Qingfeng Mountain lit up with dots of light. Silver-white light pillars shot up from all directions, forming a dazzling arc-shaped dome high in the sky.
Kowloon Qingtian!
This ancient mountain-protecting formation, which cost Zhong Wen many spiritual crystal cores, finally showed its true appearance for the first time.
As time went by, the silvery white color on the surface of the arc-shaped mask gradually faded and eventually disappeared without a trace. However, Lin Zhiyun knew that the mountain protection formation had been activated.
At this time, any person who is not within the range of the formation will not be able to step into Qingfeng Mountain without her permission, even the saints are no exception.
It’s really a magical method!
Qiao Erniang and the four little girls were not as good at cultivating the Earth Wheel. They had never seen such a wonderful and spectacular scene before. They stared at the graceful and celestial Master Lin in the sky, with admiration in their eyes.
As a disciple of the outer sect of the Flower Palace, I couldn't help but feel a little more proud.
…
Over the Xiqi battlefield, Old Master Ning grabbed the neck of an elder from the "Dark Temple" and exerted force with his right hand.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the elder of the "Dark Temple" tilted his head, the light in his eyes gradually faded, and his body hung helplessly in the air, and soon lost his life.
"A bunch of bastards!" Ning Fuzi cursed, threw the elder's body from the air, and then turned to look to the right.
Not far away, Master Ran Zhaonan was unfolding his body skills and transformed into more than ten phantoms, surrounding an elder in white from the "Dark Temple".
These phantoms from all directions sometimes punched in the east and kicked in the west, erratic and erratic, but each attack was astonishingly powerful, causing bursts of explosions in space, making everyone around them dizzy.
Distinguish between true and false.
However, the elder of the "Dark Temple" who fought against him was not mediocre. He suddenly opened his arms, and his spiritual power transformed into a thick black mist around him, wrapping himself airtight.
If you look closely, you can find that every particle in the black mist is a tiny burning flame. Under the burning breath of the black mist, the temperature of the entire sky instantly rises a lot.
"drink!"
The elder in white raised his arms, and the black mist surrounding him suddenly changed shape and turned into flame spikes, which burst out with lightning speed. The attack range was so wide that it actually covered all directions.
.
Under such a large-scale offensive, Master Ran's true body was nowhere to be seen. He instantly withdrew many phantoms. His right index finger was raised in front of his chest, and his spiritual power turned into a huge book shining with white light in the air.
Master Ran stretched out his left hand and flicked it, and the pages of the spiritual book flipped "swish". The flame spikes released by the elder in white shot into the book, and it was like a stone sinking into the sea. There was no news, and it did not cause any damage.
.
The fierce attack and defense between the two top powerhouses was so fast and unpredictable that it made people dizzy and couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.
Old Master Ning looked around and saw that most of the masters on the side of "Wen Dao Academy" had the upper hand. He rolled his eyes, suddenly took a step, appeared next to Master Ran, and shouted: "Master Ran, I'm here to help."
you!"
He raised his right arm and slapped it fiercely, and his spiritual power transformed into a huge mountain peak in front of him, with jagged rocks, birds singing, flowers fragrant, lush greenery, and fairy mist lingering on it.
However, this seemingly beautiful fairy mountain was not friendly. Instead, it grew bigger and bigger. Eventually, it became like a real hill that blocked the sky and blocked the sun. It smashed at the elder in white with great power.
It's amazing.
"Old Ning, thank you for being a Taoist spiritual master." The elder in white was fighting with Master Ran, and it was already extremely difficult. Who would have expected that Old Master Ning would come to attack him? He was shocked and angry at the same time, and cursed loudly, "You actually use the more to bully the less.
, so shameless!”
"Yechengke, what you said is funny!" Old Master Ning ignored him and just laughed, "This is not a competition, this is a war. As long as I can destroy you, I don't care whether there are more or less people!"
The white-clothed elder Ye Chenke was angry and angry. He was overwhelmed by the attack of the two Taoist spiritual masters. He was in a state of embarrassment. He almost got kicked by Master Ran due to an accident.
"Just wait for me, this matter is not over yet!"
After several more rounds of stalemate, he finally realized that the situation was over. He flashed and appeared dozens of feet away, shouting the standard villain line, "Retreat!"
Following his order, the elders of the "Dark Temple" who had long been at a disadvantage were relieved, and they spread their legs and flew towards the southwest, their bodies transformed into white swift shadows, running faster than rabbits.
.
"How dare you come to provoke the Four Holy Lands just these two times?"
Staring at the direction in which everyone in the "Dark Temple" was escaping, Master Ning spat and sneered with disdain, "Are you afraid that you burned out your brain by practicing fire-based skills?"
"Mo Disheng is a scheming person, and he is definitely not a reckless person." Master Ran reminded, "If he is not fully prepared, he will never choose to go to war rashly. I'm afraid things are not that simple."
"What are you afraid of? The soldiers will block you, and the water will cover you." Old Master Ning said nonchalantly, "After all, this is our territory. Whatever tricks we have, we can follow them."
"Yes, I, Wen Dao Academy, hold great righteousness." Master Ran couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Why do we need to be afraid of these clowns?"
…
"Damn 'Wen Dao Academy'!"
In the army camp in the chaotic land, a white shadow flashed across, revealing the embarrassed figure of Ye Zongke and others. At this time, his face was ferocious, his eyes were red, and his face was full of resentment, "Don't be complacent.
too early!"
In the corner, a man in white clothes was sitting on a wooden chair. Hearing Ye Tongke's roar, he raised his head and glanced lightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then lowered his head again, concentrating on tinkering with a wooden piece in his hand.
appliance.
"Puppet master, is your crap thing ready?" Ye Zhongke cursed and suddenly turned his attention to the man in white, "Those bullshit masters from the 'Wen Dao Academy' have bullied them to their core.
I don’t know what the use of the many resources provided by the palace master is for you!”
"Did you think of me now?" The man in white raised his head again, showing a weird face that was hard to describe in words, and grinned, "Aren't you very good at fighting?"
Slightly withered skin color, geometric face, square nose, protruding front teeth, non-existent eyebrows... There are not many organs on the puppet master's entire face that can be evaluated as "ordinary".
The two eyes look normal when viewed individually, but the distance between them is much shorter than that of ordinary people. When put together, they look a bit eerie and hanging.
The simple word "ugly" is no longer enough to describe the characteristics of such a face. Even Ye Zongke, who has known him for a long time, couldn't help but feel nauseated in his heart the moment he saw the puppet master's face.
a feeling of.
"Stop talking nonsense!" He frowned and shouted sternly, "Can you help me or not? Just give me a nice word!"
"There's really nothing I can do against you." The puppet master let out a weird smile, raised his right arm high, and raised a strange-shaped wooden staff above his head, with a trace of fanaticism flashing in his eyes, "Well, this 'soul'
The stick' has been completed, and it's time for my little darlings to come out and relax!"
The top of the wooden staff is spiraling and convex, forming a strange shape similar to a cobra. There are nine bells hanging around the outermost side. They sway and collide with his movements, making a pleasant sound of "dinging bells".
Asshole?
The name came from...
Hearing the puppet master's name for this strange wooden staff, Ye Zhongke was speechless for a while. He finally restrained his desire to complain and said with some lack of confidence: "There are two Taoist Spirit Masters opposite you. What's wrong with this thing of yours?"
Is it reliable?"
"The temple has spent a hundred years and gone through countless human experiments, and finally saved up a fortune." The puppet master slowly stood up, took one step forward, and appeared outside the camp in an instant, "Whether it is reliable or not, just
Use your own eyes to judge!"
His body slowly floated up and stayed at a position slightly higher than the top of the tent. He brought the "soul staff" to his lips and kissed it, and then raised it over his head. There was a twisted fanaticism in his voice: "
Ah!!! Children, it’s time to show your existence to the world!”
"Dingle! Dingle! Dingle!"
The nine bells on the head of the staff emit sparkling light, and the crisp sound of the bells floats in the wind, ethereal and melodious, with lingering sounds.
Accompanied by the pleasant sound of bells, black figures swarmed in from a distance like a plague of locusts passing by, stopping in front of the big tent. Looking at it from a distance, it was really dense and endless, and it was actually quite close.
Thousands of numbers.
Each man in black stood upright, motionless, with dull eyes, staring straight at the soul staff in the puppet master's hand. There was no expression on his face, not like a human being, but more like a human being.
They are a group of mechanical puppets that can be controlled by anyone.
The moment he saw these men in black, the puppeteer grinned happily, revealing a row of protruding front teeth, and his already deformed face became even more distorted.
Ye Zongke, who had doubts just a moment ago, suddenly showed a hint of excitement and expectation on his face.
Just because these tens of thousands of men in black are actually hanging in mid-air!
…
Walking on the endless white land, large flakes of snow slowly fell from the sky, clinging to hair and coarse clothes, making the already cold body and mind even colder.
"Grandma, it's so cold!" Zhang Bangbang wrapped his arms around his chest and was shivering all over. He walked with one foot deeper and one foot shallower, and the snow kept creeping into the gaps around the straw sandals.
When I came in and had close contact with my skin, I felt pains like needle pricks in my feet.
"Bangbang, are you sure this is the direction?"
Behind him, Wang Tiechui also curled up into a ball, crying and snotting in this cruel and freezing environment, and asked loudly in a rough voice, "I always feel like something is wrong!"
"You can do it, come on!" Zhang Bangbang was already too cold, but now he was questioned again, and he said with an increasingly unhappy face, "It's not like I want to lead the way!"
"It's all that Young Master Nangong's fault!" Li Luoguo, who was following Wang Dachui, said angrily, "If he hadn't insisted on driving us away, how could I have ended up like this?"
"He is not a bad person." Wang Yutou, who had always been dull, suddenly said this without any clue.
"Yes, I made it clear." Zhao Mushan sighed, "The enemies we have to deal with next are too powerful. For ordinary people like us who have no cultivation level, we will die in vain. We can't rely on them forever.
Miss Ran and the others are here to protect us, it’s time to say goodbye.”
"Do you think I don't know that I am a burden?" Li Luoguo said with a dejected face, "It's just that my chest is blocked. If I don't curse a few words, I will feel uncomfortable after all."
It turns out that these five "sons of destiny" from Luohe Village, after Gui Mandrill and others joined the Zhenbei Army, had been "persuaded" by Nangong Yu to quit because they had no cultivation at all.
"Shh!"
While Li Luoguo was complaining, Wang Yutou suddenly made a silent gesture, "Did you hear any noise?"
The other four people were stunned when they heard this, and they all fell silent and listened attentively.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As expected, bursts of drum-like sounds were faintly heard not far ahead, coming closer and closer, until they finally made people's eardrums buzz, as if even the earth was trembling.
Immediately afterwards, tall and burly figures came into the sight of the five people, and gradually became clearer. Zhang Bangbang opened his eyes and looked hard, and finally saw clearly that what appeared in front of him was an army.
Different from the Daqian army, every soldier in this team is tall and disheveled, with their arms and thighs exposed. They hold heavy weapons such as swords, axes, and maces in their hands. Some of them have chests.
Wearing leather armor on the front, most people only have a pair of shorts to cover their vital parts.
The mounts under the crotches of the big men in the front row are actually wolves!
A huge coyote!
"Barbarians, barbarians!" Wang Tiechui turned blue with fright and said with trembling lips, "Bangbang, you led the way well! You brought us to the territory of the barbarians!"
"I, I..." Zhang Bangbang was also frightened. He wanted to retort, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He could even clearly feel that his crotch was a little wet.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
At this moment, the barbarian army on the opposite side seemed to have discovered the existence of the five men. A big man at the front roared loudly, and the other barbarian men around him also howled loudly in response. The whole area was filled with ghosts and wolf monsters.
Like a group of demons dancing wildly.
After roaring for a moment, the big man in the lead tightened his legs, and the prairie wolf under his crotch let out a high-pitched howl, flexed his hind legs, and assumed a posture ready to sprint.
"It's over, it's over. I heard it said in the play that barbarians don't understand human nature!"
Wang Tiechui's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of despair, "It seems that we are going to explain it here!"
Just when the five people were helpless and fell into a desperate situation, a relaxed man's voice suddenly came from the right side.
"Hey~ Is this the Chi tribe's army? They don't even wear clothes. The people are really ignorant!"
"Brother Chef, I'm hungry!" followed closely by a crisp and delicate female voice.
This chapter has been completed!