"It's over, it's over, it's over, I'm dead this time!"
Yan Chixia chanted loudly while running fast.
No wonder Yan Chixia is so timid.
Strictly speaking, he was just a bounty hunter who became a monk on the way. He only did things for money. Before he came here, he never thought that there was such a terrifying big monster hiding behind the tree monster.
If he had known that this business was so troublesome, he would never have approached the young monk from Shifang.
They are all fascinated by the Golden Buddha!
Yan Chixia felt regretful for a few seconds. If she hadn't been running for her life at this moment and holding a big sword in her hand, she might have slapped herself.
Shifang, who was following closely behind, could not keep up with Yan Chixia's speed. It was obvious to the naked eye that he was falling behind.
But he was only a mortal after all. His legs were almost broken when he ran, and he couldn't get closer. He was screaming in a hurry, but his mouth was filled with messy breathing, and he couldn't say anything.
The white monk listened to his apprentice's increasingly chaotic breathing and let out a long sigh.
"Shifang, stop running! Put me down!"
Shifang didn't bother to answer, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.
The old monk reacted quickly. As soon as his toes touched the ground, his whole body shot up into the sky like a spring. His white robe was like a top, spinning several times in mid-air before he stood firmly on the ground.
The roaring sound behind him was endless, the ground was shaking, and the black tombstones continued to spread upward, like giant pillars supporting the sky.
The cold ghostly aura on the back of his head, which seemed to have substance, and the ominous aura in the distance like a lightbulb, all pointed the way to the old monk.
He took off his cassock and threw it into the sky.
"The Golden Buddha is crossing the ferry, let's go!"
With quick eyesight and quick hands, he grabbed the disciple's collar, plucked onions from dry land, and led the disciples into the sky, landing firmly on the cassock.
Gaza instantly turned into a magnetic levitation platform, driven by the old monk in a special way, speeding into the distance.
Shifang lay on the cassock, and his tentacles felt soft but hard at the same time, as if he were standing on a wooden bed covered with thatch, and he immediately felt a lot more at ease.
When he raised his head, he saw two figures running on the ground.
Astonishingly, they were Gao Ning and Mingxiu Monk.
The two of them were dressed in black and white, with the same style. Gao Ning put a hand on Monk Mingxiu's shoulder, and the two of them jumped forward in unison. Every time they took off, they would cover a distance of tens or hundreds of meters, and their bodies
It's light and airy, feeling like gliding in the air, free and fast.
Shifang was envious for a second and shouted loudly: "Two senior brothers, get on your cassocks quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, a tombstone rose from the ground to the sky, blocking Kasaya's path.
The old monk was keenly aware of it, made an emergency turn, bypassed the obstacle, and flew forward again.
"Shifang, come and see the way!"
"Master, two senior brothers, Qingdao and Mingxiu, haven't jumped up yet, and Yan Chixia..."
"Where are they..."
Boom!
A huge explosion interrupted the conversation between the two, and the strong wind whipped up was like a locomotive, hitting the master and apprentice's backs hard, sending them and their cassocks flying hundreds of meters in an instant.
Yan Chixia was running wildly on the ground, but when she saw the cassock flying overhead, she was immediately overjoyed.
He quickly shouted "Wait for me", activated the magic power in his body, and took a step on the ground. His body was like an electric drill, directly smashing a heavy tombstone, and falling crookedly with rubble all over his body.
On top of the cassock.
The old monk quickly stabilized his cassock to prevent it from bumping and falling.
"What's going on? What happened?"
Shifang looked at the fire behind him and was stunned: "Master, there was an explosion from behind!"
Yan Chixia also looked back and saw Gao Ning leaping out from the center of the explosion carrying the famous monk.
He screamed out, his tone full of surprise.
"What did these two monks do? Is it so powerful?"
"Hurry and tell them to put on their cassocks..."
"No need! You go first, and we will stop behind! Don't worry, my brothers and I have their own way to save their lives!"
Gao Ning's voice came from far away, and finally there was another violent explosion.
The scope of the explosion this time was more than twice as large as before, and more than thirty tombstones were directly blown off.
However, for the old demon from Montenegro, this minor injury was like losing a few hairs, with no reaction at all.
Instead, the tombstone continues to grow, as if it will never end.
The violent air current swept across again, pushing the old monk's cassock to fly hundreds of meters.
After he stabilized his body, only smoke and dust remained in the eastern world.
The tombstones that were originally like a formation trapping the enemy, constantly growing on the ground and trying to block their path, suddenly reached their limit when they were young, and they were suddenly left behind.
At this time, even if Shifang was a fool, he knew that Gao Ning was stopping for them. Tears filled his eyes and he shouted, wanting Monk Baiyun to go back and save people.
However, at this time, Gao Ning was too lazy to contend with the protagonist team.
On this dream journey, all the goals have been achieved.
Not only did Monk Mingxiu see the spell scroll, he also used the wild planet to make many copies.
So now I just need to find a quiet place and let Monk Mingxiu study it carefully, study these spells thoroughly, and study them until they can be used, then the task will be completed.
Gao Ning could completely disappear with Monk Mingxiu, find a prosperous town to stay, and wait until he completes the mission and returns.
However, this is obviously more time consuming.
Gao Ning has never been one to play his cards according to routines.
The moment he saw the old demon from Montenegro, he already had a good idea.
Covered by the smoke and dust, the space door behind Gao Ning flashed, and a person dressed in the same outfit as Gao Ning, with the same expression.
The artificial man, who wanted to clone himself no matter how hard he looked, suddenly stepped out, grabbed Monk Mingxiu, jumped into the sky, and quickly left the battlefield.
Gao Ning instantly turned into a ball of black mist and rushed away like the body of the old Black Mountain demon.
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Although he didn't know what this black mist was capable of, he instinctively felt bad about it.
He immediately controlled the tentacles of the tombstone to burst out of the ground and formed a stone wall about two meters thick in front of him, trying to stop him.
Unfortunately it's of no use.
The black mist seemed to be at a different latitude than the real thing, and it passed through easily, then turned into a black light and rushed into the body with two strings of lanterns hanging on it.
The next moment, the entire space became quiet. No matter the tombstones, rocks, or the vibrations on the ground, even the black clouds that kept rolling in the sky stopped all of a sudden.
It was as if time had been pressed on the stop button at this moment, and everything stayed in place, motionless.
After a while, a large number of stone monuments drilled out of the ground slowly retracted into the ground, the smoke that filled the air dissipated, and even the house that had risen from the ground gradually sank.
At this time, the door between the two strings of lanterns suddenly opened, and the artificial man in the air flew in with Monk Mingxiu without hesitation.
Then with a roar, the house sank completely into the ground, and all traces of it disappeared without a trace.
If a large area of this forest hadn't been razed to the ground and the tragic battle scenes were still vivid in their minds, some people might have thought they were dazzled.
A square cassock flew over from high altitude, with three people standing on it, like a reconnaissance plane, circling the entire mountain in a large circle.
After finding nothing, I could only disappear into the distance with a trace of regret.
At this time, as the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, a ray of moonlight hit the ground.
There was no cloud cover in the sky, it was cloudless and the stars were shining brightly.
At the same time, the underworld was in vain in the city area.
A monster as huge as a mountain fell from the sky and hit the ground like a meteor, causing a huge roar.
However, the ground here seems a little weird. After receiving such a big impact, it only shook for a while, and a shallow hole was made on the surface, but it did not suffer much damage.
Not far away, in a place similar to a military camp, several scary-looking guys who felt like starving ghosts saw this house and were almost frightened to death on the spot.
He turned around and ran away in a hurry.
Some simply dug a hole on the spot and stuffed themselves in eagerly.
It felt like a rabbit seeing a hunter and being scared to the core.
At this time, the military camp actually started to move. As the black air rolled inside, countless skeletons and ghosts wearing tattered military uniforms were gathering.
Then in just a few seconds, the whole thing was done, and a group of monsters and ghosts rushed out of the military camp like a flood and quickly surrounded the weird house.
A guy who was five meters tall, with a green face, fangs, and black-gray skin, resembling an upright wild boar or half-orc, walked out of the group.
He carried a two-handed giant ax on his shoulders, and his eyes were dark, quietly burning with a pure black flame.
He walked to the house, pushed the mountain and the jade pillar was defeated, shook the air, and roared: "Greetings to the King of Montenegro!"
As he bowed, an unknown number of skeletons and ghost soldiers behind him also knelt down.
It's just that low-level ghosts like them only have a part of their consciousness remaining at most. It's basically impossible to vibrate the air and speak.
But the scene of this silent kneeling is indeed quite shocking.
Before they could disappear on the return trip, the large house in front of them suddenly shattered into pieces, and all the materials that made up it turned into thick black smoke.
The black smoke rotated inward, as if being attracted by something, and continued to compress, finally forming a guy about three meters tall, wearing a black cloak and a hat whose face could not be seen clearly.
Under the cloak, except for the darkness, only two red eyes like cat-eye gems could be seen.
Those eyes exude a strange light, which makes people dare not look directly at them, as if just one more look will suck away their souls!
He looked at the wild boar orcs in front of him, and after a while, he shook the air and replied: "Everyone, get up!"