Chapter three hundred and forty-two the monk who haunts
Facing the threat from Yanxing, Qianyu's face was solemn. He still had a trump card to save his life. When leaving Qianyue Cave, Zhao Yangtian gave him two space jade slips to save his life.
The tragic death of Han Wenzhong and Huo Ying made Qianyu understand that if he wanted to escape, he had to run as fast as possible, otherwise he would become a mummy.
"Master appears!"
Qianyu immediately took out a space jade slip from the mustard bag. After crushing it, the space in front of him fluctuated. Yanxing was a little scared. He sensed the threat from the fluctuation and took two steps back unconsciously.
The fluctuation lasted for a moment and then disappeared, and no one appeared. Qianyu's heart twitched, this old guy, Master, lied to me again! Couldn't he appear again in time?
"Haha, God is really helping me." Seeing Qianyu's call for help failed, Yanxing said with a proud smile. At the same time, with a move of his right hand, a black miasma attacked Qianyu.
If he was swallowed by the miasma, Qianyu would turn into a mummy within a few moments. However, with his cultivation, he could not escape the miasma. At the critical moment, he desperately took out the second space jade slip, hoping to attract the master's attention.
Your attention.
"Master, save me!"
He almost yelled this sentence with all his strength. After the words fell, Qianyu was swallowed up by the miasma and temporarily lost his vision. The space in front of him fluctuated again. Yanxing sneered and said: "Your master has given up on you long ago.
Just accept your death..."
"His master gave up on him, but I didn't give up on him!"
A familiar voice came from the other end of the space. Although Qianyu's eyes were dark, he could still guess who the voice came from.
A bald monk wearing shabby cassocks appeared in front of Yanxing. Yanxing looked at the monk in surprise. The monk's cheeks were red, his eyes were a little blurry, and he was a little unsteady, like a drunken man.
Monk Lao Shi did drink, and he drank with Zhao Yangtian. The difference was that Zhao Yangtian was drunk and he was not drunk yet. Therefore, Zhao Yangtian missed Qian Yu's call for help, and Monk Lao Shi noticed it and came through the space jade slip.
Arrived here.
"Donor, please leave quickly, I don't want to kill you." The honest monk looked drunk and looked non-threatening. Yanxing had an advantage, that is, he never looked down on others. The monk who suddenly appeared must have some background. As for the monk's true identity
You can only know its strength by trying it.
"The bat spirit..."
Yan Xing was only halfway through shouting the moves when the Honest Monk's body appeared behind him like a ghost. He was so frightened that he swallowed back what he wanted to say and immediately struck out with a backhand palm.
The honest monk was really drunk. He stood there and was beaten. Yanxing punched him without dodging at all. It was a competition to see who was harder hit.
"boom!"
The Honest Monk obviously struck later, but his fist hit Yanxing in advance, causing Yanxing's palm to miss, and he was also punched in the abdomen. This punch caused him to vomit blood, and his remaining energy was instantly knocked out.
"belch……"
The honest monk burped and stroked his bloated belly with both hands. The expression on his face was very satisfied. While stroking, he said: "Oh, I shouldn't have come here. There's not even a place to rest here. I really want to sleep."
ah……"
Yanxing knew how powerful Monk Lao Shi was and had no choice but to run for his life in a hurry. Monk Lao Shi had no intention of chasing him. When he was far away, he lay down comfortably on the ground, closed his eyes, and fell asleep happily.
After Yanxing left, the miasma quickly dissipated, and Qianyu saw the light of day again. Monk Lao Shi saved his life, and he was grateful. However, because his relationship with Monk Lao Shi was not good, he did not express his gratitude.
Qianyu came to Monk Lao Shi and said, "Monk Dead, why are you here? Where is Master?"
"Haha, your master had a drinking competition with me, and he got drunk after just a few bottles. How could he have time to help you? If it weren't for my good drinking ability, the donor would have lost his life..." The honest monk closed his eyes.
I don't know if what he said is true or false.
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. I'll take you to the City of Ten Thousand Demons."
"I'm not going anywhere, I just want to sleep here. The donor can go wherever he wants without worrying about my business." The honest monk was very tired and just wanted to have a good rest and didn't want to be disturbed by Qianyu.
Qianyu said: "Dead monk, do you know that this place is very dangerous? There was a fierce battle here just now, and the masters from Ten Thousand Demon City may come here to inquire about the situation."
"Come on, come on, can you still defeat me?" the honest monk replied disapprovingly.
"Whatever you want." Qianyu stopped persuading him. He was too lazy to care about the life and death of the honest monk. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind him: "Damn monk, don't pester the master to drink in the future. If he does this again next time, be prepared
Collect the body for me."
Qianyu left with anger, and Zhao Yangtian's unreliable behavior was difficult for him to understand. He was Zhao Yangtian's closed disciple, why did Zhao Yangtian always lose his temper in times of crisis?
After obtaining the Heart of Overcoming Disaster, Qianyu did not immediately absorb and refine it. The Heart of Overcoming Disaster is not an extraordinary object and is not easily absorbed by cultivators. The current priority is to go to Greedy Wolf Volcano to see what the situation is like there.
After taking a few pills to restore his physical strength, Qianyu rushed to Tanlang Volcano as quickly as possible. When he arrived at his destination, Chu Xun had been waiting here for a long time.
"Brother Bu, you are finally here." Chu Xun greeted Qianyu enthusiastically.
After learning that Ye Zhiqiu and Ye Zhihui had stolen the Red Flame Ring, Qianyu and Chu Xun split into two groups. Qianyu was responsible for seizing the Heart of Disaster, while Chu Xun went to Tanlang Mountain to observe the movements of the Snake and Wing tribesmen.
"What's the situation now?"
"Ye Zhiqiu opened the door of the palace with a red ring of flames. A large group of burning people poured out of the palace. These burning people had no intelligence, but had high attack power. In order to deal with them, the two sides faced off for a long time. Snake
Many people from the clan and the Wing clan died."
"Currently, these fire people have all been killed. Three passages in different directions have been opened in the palace. Ye Zhiqiu and Ye Zhihui entered the middle passage, and the Snake Clan and the Wing Clan also followed."
"How long have they been in there?"
"We just went in. If Brother Bu goes there now, maybe he can catch up with them."
"I can't go in now." Qianyu's condition is not good. After entering, he can't beat anyone and will get into trouble.
"I don't plan to go in because I'm too weak." Chu Xun was self-aware of his own strength, so he stayed outside.
"Has anyone from Yuheng Dojo come?"
"No." Chu Xun shook his head, "The Flame Divine Bead is a violent thing. It runs counter to the meditation method we practice and does not conform to the concept of our practice."
"But the Divine Pearl is an immortal weapon after all. Isn't there a disciple in Yuheng Dojo who is tempted by the Divine Pearl?"
"Maybe there is, but he never showed up." Chu Xun was not sure.
"By the way, how is Senior Brother Xu You? Is he particularly powerful?" Chu Xun asked with concern.
"He died in the hands of Yan Xing, the leader of the Bat tribe." Qianyu told the results of the battle. Chu Xun looked at Qianyu in surprise, with disbelief written all over his face. (To be continued)