Hearing a loud roar of Buddha's voice in the distance, Zhang Wenfeng turned his head and looked to the west. The Vajra Lion Roar jointly used by Fa Nan and other four monks was so powerful that it formed a violent sweeping wave, but it failed to sneak up and break the long-standing confrontation.
A strange formation of six people.
The six people used the power of a roar to fly like clouds and mist towards the seaside. There was a man in black just ahead. He was lucky enough to escape from the gap in the flood trap caused by his magical sword power. He had a magic weapon to assist flight and increase speed, so he could escape easily.
Wei Jingjie chased and escaped.
Fa Nan and the other four stopped their roaring skills and pursued him closely.
Zhang Wenfeng had no choice but to say hello: "Master, the law is in trouble, don't chase the poor bandits!"
Don't expect him to go after the enemy just yet. He just forcibly reversed the direction of the sword's magical power. Now that he stops, he must use his energy to smooth out the breath that has been lost in his body, and to calm down and reverse the energy and blood. It will take some time.
Seeing that the four monks refused to listen and insisted on chasing them, Zhang Wenfeng turned to look at the jade skeleton with golden spots floating in the air.
The god failed and was devoured instead. The red-faced man's flesh, blood, organs, and soul were all paid as a price. Even his hope for the next life was completely destroyed, leaving only a skeleton, damaged clothes and other items.
Zhang Wenfeng just used his magic power to hold the loot, and he was careful not to rashly pocket the skeleton.
The merit canopy cost about 10% to consume the blood mist and expel the bloody spell. It was almost completely consumed, leaving only a faint appearance. It would take several more months of cultivation before it could fully recover.
"Whoosh" was heard twice, and two figures jumped out from the huge gap torn below.
The two of them were covered in scars, with hands or legs missing. When they saw the evil swordsman in the sky staring at him with eager eyes, they almost stepped back in fright. One of them screamed strangely and ran away to the southwest like his buttocks were on fire.
After a hundred feet, the whole person turned into a ball of blood mist. His speed suddenly increased by more than twice, and he was far away in the blink of an eye.
The other one was not so lucky. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Wenfeng slashed him with his sword.
The man in blue shirt, whose left leg was missing and covered in blood, felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He mustered up all his strength to catch it with his shuriken. "Bang", the green sword light scattered and splashed. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The power of this sword attack in the air,
It was so ordinary that it gave him a feeling of missing out, as if he had hit a pile of catkins with one punch and was unable to exert any force on his waist.
Seeing that the sword was repaired and ready, and the second sword followed closely, he had to go all out.
The swordsman can play as he pleases, but he must take his life seriously every time.
"Chirp", an air-piercing scream struck, dragging out a dazzling spark. It was Wei Jingjie who was chasing the man in black in front of him. He saw the opportunity and threw the spear in his hand, and used the "penetrating gun style" trick he had thought of to deal with the target.
The man in blue shirt is restrained by the viewer.
The man in blue shirt was caught in a dilemma. He had just received a blow from the sword cultivator diagonally above him, but before he could escape, he had to face the fierce air-piercing spear that struck right in front of him.
The man in blue shirt hates such unskilled brute force attacks. Unfortunately, he doesn't have time to use magic to calmly resolve them, so he has to block them with force. He is filled with sorrow. When he blocks this attack, he will be attacked by the sword repair cat again.
Attack like a mouse, the future is bleak, there is no hope of survival...
"Dang", the man in blue shirt turned his grief and anger into strength with a sword strike that looked like a spear on fire.
However, what he didn't expect was that the body and tail of the gun shot out a transparent gun shadow, hitting his chest and abdomen. It was close at hand and as fast as lightning, catching him off guard.
The man in the blue shirt tried his best to resist with his sword, twisting his body to avoid an insidious gun shadow, but was stabbed in the chest by the transparent gun shadow in the final blow. The blue light was dazzling, blood spattered, and the man in the blue shirt screamed and was hit straight into the rolling torrent.
not see.
Wei Jingjie's "one shot and three strikes" was successful. He reached out and made a move, and the spear turned into a rainbow and flew away.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and raised his thumb, appreciating this move.
Wei Jingjie returned the salute humbly with his gun in hand, and jumped into the turbulent torrent. There was no need to trouble the viewer to take action for the rest of the finishing touches.
During the tea time, Zhang Wenfeng calmed down the breath in his body and eliminated hidden dangers.
The torrent below suddenly withdrew, and the battlefield had been cleaned up. Xiao Ni'er shook his tail, followed by a large group of dragon lice, flying into the sky, circling around the jade gold-spotted skeleton, commenting in his mouth: "Li Wufu's 'Golden Branches and Jade Leaves'"
There's still a long way to go, but with this golden appearance, it's pretty good."
Seeing that no one was paying attention, she stretched out her little hand and poked it quietly. It was hard and made a sound of gold and jade.
Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan invited Yun Qiuhe, Xin Yue, Feng Qiyue, and three new-looking Jindan monks to greet them. Then they looked at Yang Shuilan, who saw that Mulia had already escaped underground to recover from her injuries.
Yang Shuilan looked at the skeleton carefully and said, "No problem."
As an expert, she can see many unknown blood witch marks.
Zhang Wenfeng finally collected the skeleton. Such a complete skeleton of a fourth-level shaman warrior had its own uses. He said: "We still have to go to meet Master Fa Nan and his party. The four of them chased the enemy to the seaside."
Just as he was talking, the light of the talisman flashed, and Zhang Wenfeng reached out to take it. It was passed to him by Fa Nan, saying that they had discovered an ambush in the sea, and they watched the defeated generals disappear southward, and were now on their way back.
Since there was nothing else to do, we divided the spoils and chatted for a while before leaving.
Xin Yue smiled at Guanzhu Zhang and said, "Guanzhu, are you free? Let's chat alone for a few words?" Chongyun Qiuhe, Yue Anyan and the others smiled apologetically.
Zhang Wenfeng extended his hand to invite him, and the two of them flew away to talk.
Xiao Ni'er's eyes rolled around, and she got close to the three women. She tugged at Yun Qiuhe mysteriously. When she saw that several people's eyes were focused on her, she whispered: "Sister Yun, that vixen look
It’s so seductive, you have to watch the viewer closely..."
Yun Qiuhe was so thick-skinned that he blushed at the little guy's serious nonsense. He quickly held down Xiao Ni'er, who was worried about the world being in chaos, and gave her a bunch of shiny bracelets as hush money.
Yang Shuilan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She knocked on the little Ni'er who remembered the gift and was delighted. The little guy's ability to find opportunities to find treasures has improved, and he can even get treasures.
Xin Yue stopped and hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say. It seemed difficult to speak.
Zhang Wenfeng roughly guessed what was going on and said, "You want to ask whether the secret realm of Xianling Temple is the same place as the secret realm we have explored before?"
There is no airtight wall in the world. Over the years, the secret realm of Xianling Temple has created batches of free-spirited monks.
It has long been rumored by the outside world that Xianling Temple has a cave heaven and paradise, but Xianling Temple has neither acknowledged nor refuted the rumors.
Looking at the current transcendent status of the immortal spirit, no matter how many good things there are, no one can take them away.
Xin Yue smiled and nodded, "I have this doubt."
She guessed that the secret realm of Xianling Temple was left by Mo Ye. It was the famous Moling Secret Realm. Her ancestors were related to Mo Ye. She had always regretted that the passage into the secret realm opened by her ancestors was destroyed. This time
I found an opportunity and asked him in person.
See if they can be accommodating and allow the sisters to enter the secret place of Ghost Danger Valley for retreat?
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said: "It's the same place. You can enter the secret realm whenever it's convenient for you. I'm watching the scene for Mo Ye for the time being."
It was inconvenient for him to come to the door to tell him this matter, so it would be best for Xin Yue to ask it herself.
Xin Yue was overjoyed and performed a very charming squatting ceremony.
Xiao Ni'er saw him from a distance, shook his head and said provocatively: "You don't have the eyes to see, Sister Yun..."
"Bah", "bang", "pop".
The three women had a tacit understanding and attacked at the same time, and the child was not beaten for three days.