There were two monks standing next to Zuo Sitian. One was withered and thinner than the Ghost Golden Sheep, and the other was similar in stature to Xingri Ma and was also a very burly monk. Zuo Sitian waved to the thin monks.
, motioning for him to come closer, and then said slowly: "Female native bat, do you think we should rush to rescue the two of them?"
The skinny monk said respectfully: "I don't think it's necessary."
Zuo Sitian then asked the burly monk, "Ginseng Shuiyuan, what do you think?"
The burly monk replied respectfully: "Everything depends on Lord Si Tian's arrangement."
The crow's feet at the corners of Zuo Sitian's eyes overlapped, revealing a secretive expression, like an extremely deep pool, so calm that it was difficult to see what was going on behind the pool.
"Let me tell you, we have to trust the two star officials. If they can't catch even a Jindan monk, there is really no need to stay in the star palace. The God of Light is about to die, and I don't want to see this kind of thing.
Waste exists, are you right?"
Although he spoke in a questioning tone, the arrogance in his words was palpable. The two star officers nodded hurriedly, not daring to say a word no to Zuo Sitian. In the star palace, rank means everything.
The great and glorious Zuo Sitian, the evil-minded Ghost Golden Sheep, the miserable Xingrima and the dormant Chen Yunsheng may not know that at this time, on a mountain peak four hundred miles away from them, there is a group of people standing on top of a mountain.
Monks in black robes.
The leader, a scribe, looked frail, but there was unruly arrogance in his eyes. Behind him stood three monks, two men and one woman. Each of the two men was handsome and handsome, and the woman was also graceful. The three of them
Afterwards, there were twenty men in black armor standing, sitting, leaning, or squatting. There was a terrifying Shura face printed on the black breastplate.
The leader was none other than the leader of the Shura Sect, Weichen Sect, who had traveled hundreds of thousands of miles to Nanmen. The look on his face at this time was completely different from the look on his face in front of the Holy Master of the Shura Sect, Huang Quan. Wanton, crazy,
There was also a kind of fanaticism in his eyes.
The handsome woman smiled and said: "Sect Master, are your hands itchy?"
Wei Chen laughed loudly, "No one knows me better than Cheng Xin. Look, how stupid that monk from the Star Palace is. He actually knew that there was an ambush ahead and rushed forward without hesitation. The result was like a fly trapped in a spider's web, getting more and more
Tight. I'm thinking about a question, should I go ahead and kill all the monks in Xing Palace and then capture Chen Yunsheng? Or should I capture the people first and then kill all the monks in Xing Palace?"
A man with a dark face said: "In my opinion, there is no difference between the two things."
Weichen curled his lips and said: "Chang Weiran, stop giving me nonsense. How come there is no difference? There is a big difference. Do you think dying first and dying last are the same? If we kill them all later, at least we can let them live longer.
Time for a cup of tea.”
A man with a reddish face smiled and said: "The sect master is really discerning. But from Huaiyuan's point of view, in this matter, everyone is vying for the role of the oriole, but some people accidentally become a mantis, or
It’s a miserable cicada.”
Weichen glanced at him and said, "Go on. Let's hear what you, Mr. Gu, can say."
A clear-headed man named Gu Huaiyuan said calmly: "In the eyes of the monks in the Star Palace, Chen Yunsheng must be a cicada buried in the soil. But in the eyes of Chen Yunsheng, the star official who rushed to the front is...
It is a real cicada, and he thinks he is a mantis that has set up a magic circle. However, the interior of the Star Palace is not monolithic. You see, the star official flying in mid-air, sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, may be a profit from the attack.
Thoughts. In his mind, he is a praying mantis, and Chen Yunsheng and the star officer at the forefront are his prey. But the real winner is only the sect leader, so we are oriole. Since we want to destroy the praying mantis,
Also catch the cicada."
Weichen chuckled and said: "You, Mr. Gu, have been talking nonsense for a long time. It's all nonsense. I think it's time to warm up. Don't let the twenty elites directly under the Holy Lord of Huangquan behind you panic."
"So, you decide?" Gu Huaiyuan asked.
"Of course, kill all the monks in the Star Palace first, and then dig that rogue out of the ground. Remember not to hurt him, the Huangquan Sect's main priority is the whole person."
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At this time, Chen Yunsheng, who was concentrating on mobilizing illusions to attack Xingri Horse and using ice crystals to attack nine teams, of course could not know that there was a group of star palace warriors five hundred miles away to the east. It was even less possible for him to know.
There is also a group of monks who are smaller in number but more ferocious, comparing themselves to six-legged insects.
He only knew that Xingri Ma was getting weaker and weaker in his illusory formation. If he was given another half day, he was confident that he would use the illusory formation to completely kill this star official who had cultivated a level higher than himself. As for Xingri Ma,
The nine teams were no longer fully organized. Under Chen Yunsheng's urgent attack, five star disciples died in the ice crystal storm.
However, this group of star palace monks are experienced in martial arts and have temperaments as hard as a rock. It is impossible to defeat them first in terms of will. It will probably take a long time to succeed with the attack of the magic circle alone.
The ghost golden sheep flying in the air was a little out of breath. He didn't know why, but he always felt uneasy today. While waiting in the air, there were several times when he couldn't help but want to rush down and catch Chen Yunsheng.
But he endured it. This was one of the few opportunities for him to get rid of his competitors. In the Star Palace, the higher the level, the greater the pressure he faces, and the greater the possibility of being replaced.
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Ghost Golden Yang raised his head in annoyance, and something seemed to appear in his eyes. In the western sky, a group of black monks were rising and falling like ghosts, flying towards him. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and realized that this
Everything is true.
Gui Jinyang's first reaction was that the monks of that sect were so bold and dared to attack Tai Sui. When he saw the ferocious Shura on the opponent's chest, his eyes narrowed into a line. In this world, I am afraid they are the only ones who dare
Compete with the Star Palace.
Without waiting for him to give instructions, the six teams suspended in mid-air behind him took their positions and launched an air combat formation similar to a sharp knife. Each person held a scimitar with a huge arc in his hand, and the blade shone with a layer of blue light.
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The Shuras of the Shura Sect also each drew out their long and narrow sickles, with black handles, shining blades, and sharp murderous intent. They seemed like a group of demons from the Nine Netherworld.
The opponent was only three miles away from them. Ghost Golden Sheep could even see the reflection of the opponent's armor clearly, and he could naturally feel the murderous aura erupting from the opponent. He couldn't help but take a breath of air. The five black-robed monks rushed in front.
, each one has the cultivation level of a lower-grade Nascent Soul. Looking further back, everyone’s grade is at least above the top-grade Golden Elixir.
In the eyes of Ghost Golden Sheep, Shuramen seemed to be a fierce beast at this time, showing its strong muscles and sharp claws with every movement. However, there have never been cowards in Xinggong. Ever since they joined Xinggong, their faith
They have always been raised to the height of the sun, and they can die easily for the God of Light.
The ghost golden sheep raised his hand high, and when he fell, the scimitars in the hands of more than thirty monks behind him were thrown out. Thirty-six crescent-shaped light blades rotated and cut through the air, sweeping towards Shura.
Shura of the door.
At this time, Chen Yunsheng, who was hundreds of feet underground, also realized that there was a huge wave of spiritual energy coming from above his head. When he looked into it, he was shocked and broke into a cold sweat. The Shura Sect actually chased them here! And it would take a lot of effort to pick out just one of these Shura.
Even if it takes a lot of effort, it may not be possible to do it. Not to mention that twenty people came at once.
But one thing was beyond his expectation. The Shura Sect took the lead in attacking the monks of the Star Palace. Chen Yunsheng simply removed the ice crystals and let the nine hard-working Star Palace monks put all their strength on the Shura of the Shura Sect. In this way,
, I seem to have a little chance of winning.
More than fifty monks from the Star Palace were obviously unprepared to face the sudden arrival of Shuramen. They had just recovered from the attack of ice crystals on all sides, and suddenly saw those Shuramen monks with strong figures and sharp blades emitting cold light in their hands.
, the impact he received was no less than that of Chen Yunsheng.
The battle between a group of monks is far more brutal than that of a single monk. There are too many tactics and battle formation factors, and the duration is often very short. The star officials of the Star Palace usually treat their direct subordinates
Naturally, he is very diligent in training. And those Shura of Shura Sect were trained by Huang Quan himself.
The moment the two teams came together, dozens of blood flowers bloomed in the air. Although the Shura in black robes had a higher level of cultivation than the monks in Star Palace, the number of people in Star Palace was far greater than that of Shura.
The monk of the door.
In just a few tens of breaths, the Xing Gong side lost more than half, and almost all of the uninjured monks were killed with one blow. Of course, due to the fierce fighting of the Xing Gong monks, the Shura Sect also lost three Shura.
Ghost Golden Sheep was surrounded by five Shura and had no time to take care of himself. Although he was a high-level Nascent Soul monk, it was not so easy to face five well-trained monks of the same level.
Without having to control the ice crystal attack of the magic circle, Chen Yunsheng's pressure was relieved a lot, which allowed him to fully observe the changes on the battlefield. At this time, Shura Sect's Shura had the full advantage, and it was only a matter of time before the Star Palace was completely annihilated.
, there is really no need for him to imprison Xingrima anymore.
Thinking of this, his mind moved slightly, and the periodic flashing light of the Illusory Dust Treasure Mirror suddenly went out. Chen Yunsheng shook his hand and took back the Illusion Dust Treasure Mirror. At the same time, he used Earth Escape to escape to the west.
At this time, there was no need for him to stay here and he wanted to join Liu Xiaoshan as soon as possible.
Five hundred miles to the east.
Zuo Sitian of the Star Palace almost jumped up from the golden high chair. The group of Shuramen and Shura who suddenly disrupted the situation alone was not enough to cause such a move. He had already seen that the illusory formation where the Xingri Horse was located was blocked.
The people had withdrawn. That meant that Chen Yunsheng, who was hiding underground, might have escaped. This was unacceptable to him.