A group of more than fifty-year-old nobles looked easy to bully. Zhao Yang felt that they could be given to Daxia and thrown into the novice village as a small gift.

This is just his personal thought.

As for whether these nobles who wished to fulfill their wishes would agree, Zhao Yang had never considered this.

He came to the Western Regions to migrate the population!

Seeing that monsters could resist killing them, it was already a bit of face to Shenxiu. If these nobles dared to tell him about conditions, Zhao Yang would tell them how to write the word "death".

Boom! A loud noise came from afar!

The evil Buddha, who had not been moved for a long time, finally woke up now.

The body comparable to the hill was moving towards the square formation of the nobles. The golden liquid on the ground around him merged into the body of the evil Buddha like a return-to-nest milk swallow, making it even bigger.

Danger!

A very dangerous creature!

Considering its immortality, this weird evil Buddha may have already had the strange combat power of S level.

Of course, it is just a weird combat power of S. If you encounter a demon king or a flower lord, you have to kneel down if you should kneel down. There is no chance of a slight chance.

The weirdness of both sides is not the same level at all!

"What's the use of being such a big body? Is it a target?"

Seeing the giant and weird strode coming, Zhao Yang said something indifferently.

Compared to Zhao Yang's almost ignorant attitude, the nobles hiding in the monster formation were afraid to die, and they all stared at Shen Xiu with pleading eyes.

"Master Shenxiu!"

"Master save us, save Buddha!"

"Master..."

The arrogant nobles would not kneel down because they had no long legs in their lower body, but judging from their tone, if they had legs, they would have already kneeled to Shenxiu.

It's soft!

After glanced at the Buddha bones in front of Shenxiu, Zhao Yang received the following prompt.

......

[Item, Demonic Bone Contaminated with Buddha's Blood (Purification State 71/100)]

【quality:???】

【effect:???】

[Note: This item is unknown, which can allow great monks to purify it, and there may be some wonderful twists.]

......

A great monk?

Is Shenxiu a good idea?

Calculate!

Even though this guy has become a Taoist priest and has read the Taoist Sutra of the Yellow Springs of Saving People, he has counted it all over the past and present, and he has no more famous "eminent monks" than him.

"The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe it frequently and don't cause dust."

He recited a Buddhist saying about Shen Xiu's fame. Zhao Yang saw Shen Xiu's speed of purifying the Buddha's bones was still enough. It was estimated that before all the monsters were killed, this Taoist "great monk" could purify the bones.

Then what?

Can Shenxiu, who is now taking action, beat the monster in front of her?

Zhao Yang had no doubt about this, otherwise he would not have stood here leisurely and chatted with these wishful nobles.

Even Zhao Yang still has time to make himself a cup of instant coffee...

Take a sip and squirt it out.

A smell of scum.

After glanced at the packaging bags on the table, Zhao Yang looked a little ugly.

“It actually expired…”

......

......

Zhao Yang has drunk expired coffee and won’t mention it for the time being.

On the other hand, the Daqin territory in the game was now lively.

The warships are rising and falling.

The battlefield with hundreds of guns loaded with cannons, led by Bai Wangsun, was thundering at a golden peng flying in the sky!

It's King of Jinpeng!

As one of the powerful competitors in the position of the Divine Lord, this powerful man in a semi-miraculous form happened to be blocked in Yunmeng Daze by the left army of the Qin Dynasty heading south!

In the sky, hundreds of powerful soldiers of the War Soul-level Army were fighting, and with the support of artillery fire from below, the Left Army actually had a slight advantage.

Whenever this huge golden peng opened its mouth, there would be more than a negative number to rush up the soul powerhouse and interrupt its performance.

This is an unreasonable gang fight!

Although these generals were swept up by King Jinpeng to a close, they would be almost broken, but they could not resist the left army and had a complete range of troops!

After the encounter, Zuo Jun almost suppressed Jin Peng for a day and a night, but he didn't give this Jin Peng a chance to escape...

After breaking through again, someone blocked him back. Jin Peng's eyes flashed with fierce light, his wings spread out and he rose up.

boom!

A thunder sounded, and the huge thunder pillar hit the King of Jinpeng, smashing it back!

Several Taoist priests beside Bai Wangsun took pills and began to regulate their breathing. The Zixiao Divine Thunder just now was emitted by their practice.

In order to kill King Jin Peng, the old man of the Bai Yu family was also fully prepared.

Among the left army, hundreds of Jindan Taoists who specialize in practicing thunder methods were hidden. After forming the thunder-induced formation, even with the Jinpeng King's golden iron body, they could not resist!

The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable! For this, no matter how much the price is paid, General Bai felt it worth it!

With a click, Bai Wangsun bit a piece of original currency and stared at King Jin Peng who was still fluttering in the air with a cold expression: "Jun Sima, tell me, how long can this beast last?"

Next to Bai Wangsun, a literati in a mysterious robe bowed his head: "Report to the general, according to our calculations, if no one rescues him, King Jinpeng can support him for up to two hours."

"Two hours!!!"

Crack, Crack.

The original currency as hard as gold and iron was chewed and smashed in Bai Wangsun's mouth. After swallowing, Bai Wangsun licked his lips with his blood-stained tongue: "Nuoer, have you heard it? In two more hours, Yeah will avenge you.

King Jinpeng... King Jinpeng... King Jinpeng... King Crack... King Jinpeng..."

Seeing that Bai Wangsun was like this, Chen Dao, the adjutant of the army, dared not answer, so he could only walk aside silently to urge more generals to take off in order to kill the King of Jinpeng above earlier.

Prince Bai has been acting violent for decades with a violent temper!

The calmness at the moment is like a volcano before the eruption. If anyone dares to disobey him at this time, he will probably be torn to death by him!

Chen Dao, the adjutant who had followed Bai Wangsun for 27 years, dared not speak, and the rest of the warship did not dare to speak. Seeing that the golden feathers on King Jin Peng fell more and more, on the warship, several crew members from Yunmeng natively came to Chen Dao.

"This general, do you think if I can go down to the Ze to salvage the golden feathers of King Jinpeng?"

The speaker is wearing military uniforms and has a tall figure, but outsiders think that he always has a sense of banditry.

And his origin is indeed the bandits in Jiangnan!

Hearing him say this, Chen Dao turned his head and a blood-devouring red light flashed in his eyes: "Yan Xiao, what do you want to do?"

"Sir... Yan Xiao is not a fool, he just wants to use these golden feathers to make a flower basket for Lord Bai Guonuo to pay tribute..."

Yan lowered her head and replied softly.

Chen Dao stared at him for a while.

"Is it a memorial service?"

"yes."

"Go and take your people and pick up all the beast's hair.

Remember.
Chapter completed!