A group of monks, about a dozen of them, were walking through the grass.
Each of them holds a variety of weapons, including swords, spears, swords and halberds.
The same goes for the clothes they wear. The ones wearing black cloaks are the disciples of the Ghost Cult, the largest number. The ones wearing white shirts are the disciples of Lieguang Pavilion. The ones with green mountains facing each other are the disciples of Duanmai Mountain.<
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In addition to them, there are also some sporadic ones, such as Black Wind Castle, Vacuum Gate, etc., most of them are supporters of the Ghost Cult.
Those with the lowest cultivation level are in the early stage of Xiantian, while those with the highest cultivation level have entered the inner realm.
These disciples are almost equivalent to the mainstay of the younger generation of the evil cult in southern Xinjiang.
Their eyes were shining brightly and they looked anxious, as if they were looking for something.
"Do you have any?"
"No, no!"
"Not here either."
"Where have they gone!"
"It must be in the grass, you can't run far!"
"Three monks, a reward of at least three magic weapons."
"These stupid weeds are delaying my good deeds."
"How about lighting a fire?"
"What a great idea."
"What the hell, this place is set on fire. You want to set yourself on fire."
……
Right in front of where these evil disciples were searching, deep in the ravine, there were three monks hiding in the grass in a somewhat embarrassed manner, silently watching the movements around them.
"Senior brother, you and junior brother go first, I will stop here."
Lichou had already been sweating profusely, and most of her face was covered with hideous scars. Sweat flowed into her eyes, making her slightly sore.
A thick arm casually wiped it, twisted his neck, and a surging murderous aura burst out from his eyes.
The other hand is holding the 'Purple Copper Convenient Shovel' made by Si Haibing. Although it is more expensive, the one made of Spirit Iron is different.
Just by holding it upside down, I felt like I could beat a group of them.
After all, Lichou was a lunatic from the Shasheng Temple, and would never give in when it came to killing people. But at this time, facing so many pursuers, his blood was completely aroused.
Li Ge on the side did not speak, but summoned his sword 'Red Blood' and magic weapon 'Finger Jade Shuttle'.
When I was at the Shasheng Temple before, with my abundant capital, I exchanged a lot of 'red gold iron ore' directly at the Gongde Hall.
Then he found Master Ji Ran and forged this 'Red Blood Sword'. He was indeed the richest man in the ninth generation of Sessho Temple.
And the jade shuttle is something he inherited before he became a monk, so its power is naturally extraordinary.
His eyes were focused, and the Tongbao gourd on his waist flashed with green light, as if he was choosing a target just like its owner.
"I am here."
"You go first."
He is still a ruthless person and doesn’t talk much.
Indeed, in terms of the ability to fight to the death, Li Chou may be the strongest among the three, but in terms of combat ability, Li Ge, who has the help of magic weapons, is undoubtedly the strongest.
"Senior brother, you should leave first. My shadow-picking gourd is the easiest way to hit them."
After speaking, he waved the shovel and patted the gourd on his waist. A shadow emerged, holding the shovel just like him, eager to try.
"Amitabha."
When the two of them were arguing about who should stay and break up the rear.
When we were leaving, we suddenly announced the name of the Buddha.
A touch of compassion flashed across his delicate face, and his hands clasped together made him look even more solemn and solemn.
There is an egg-sized earring hanging on his ear, which is the 'Duowen Gourd' he picked from the Pingping vine.
This gourd lives up to its name and can hear all sounds around it.
At this time, just by listening attentively, I already knew the number of people on the other side and their respective directions.
"I am senior brother, and I have the final say here."
"You two go first. I am the one who specializes in using the sound wave technique of Yixin Chanyuan to defeat more with less."
"If you two stay here, I'm afraid you might get hurt accidentally."
As the leader of Buddhist teachings in the Nine Dynasties of Sasho Temple, Farewell is born with a compassionate temperament.
"Senior brother, no."
"You are the number one among the nine generations, among the Buddha's disciples. As respected as you are, both of us can stay, but you will never be able to."
Before Li Chou could finish her words, she raised her hand to interrupt her.
"Junior brother..."
"Now is an extraordinary period. There is no such thing as the ninth generation, only whether it is suitable or not."
"Although Junior Brother Li Ge is not weak, he does not have the ability to attack in groups."
"And even if you have the help of the Shadow Gourd, once you are surrounded by so many people, you will probably not feel comfortable. Even if you are lucky enough to survive the first wave of attacks, what about the second and third waves?"
"So, I still have to hold on here."
"You try to escape as much as possible. If you find other junior brothers, come back and save me!"
"But senior brother..."
"No more, let's go!"
"If we don't leave, none of the three of us will be able to escape."
Farewell suddenly frowned, and the Duowen Gourd in his ears seemed to shake.
This is an early warning signal.
Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate to say goodbye, and ran out directly regardless of their objections.
Put your hands together, your energy sinks into your Dantian, and your whole body breathes out spiritual energy, directly emitting a layer of large sound waves visible to the naked eye.
Even the surrounding grass began to undulate.
"Amitabha."
"Ah!"
"It's... the sound wave technique of Sesshoji Temple!"
"Quick! Block your ears!"
……
Li Chen swallowed the Holy Fruit of Duize, and it was gone before he could taste anything.
After that, the qi and blood all over the body surged, the meridians were unobstructed, and the true qi filled the whole body directly.
Buzz~
Golden thread cassock, whirling tree shadow.
Even the ethereal shapes are revealed.
At this time, on Piaomiao Ninggang's chest, the shape of a pale golden wine bottle was gradually rotating.
The heart of the wine bottle is precisely the heart that Li Chen carved using the wonderful method of "Consideration".
The Xin Gang was empty before, but now after eating the Duize Holy Fruit, the Xin Gang in the wine bottle started to fill with body fluid.
In addition to the intoxicating fragrance of ten brewing wine, my own Guiyi Gangqi also adds a fresh fruity fragrance.
It's just that as soon as this holy fruit enters the heart, it turns into body fluid, and it takes only a cup of tea to be digested by Li Chen.
It's a pity that there is only a shallow layer, which is still far from filling the wine bottle.
But even so, Li Chen already felt that his Gang Qi had become stronger.
And there is no stagnation between operations, so you can enjoy silky smoothness.
After several attempts, the fluid in the wine bottle was still unable to be used and eventually calmed down.
Li Chen collected his energy and stood still, and saw that Li Sao had also woken up again. Her face was no longer as sluggish as before, and the injury on her arm was 30% better with the help of the Rejuvenation Pill and Golden Sore Medicine.
"Brother, where is my fruit?"
Li Sao pointed to the Duize fruit tree.
When Li Chen picked the Duize Holy Fruit, the fruit tree was already dead.
Li Chen smiled and remained silent.
This guy actually still cared about the fruit for the rest of his life. It seems that the injury was not serious.
"Ouch, Bai was injured this time and was snatched away by senior brother again."
"I also want to take it back to Huaisheng."
Just as Li Chen was about to respond, he suddenly frowned and the dull hair on his head stood out and shook slightly.
"Farewell, senior brother... seems to be injured!"
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