"The love demon is suppressed under the Leifeng Pagoda, and the wild old villagers hate it. Human nature longs for freedom, and the evil of Buddha's tyranny cannot be escaped. The spirit snake has a righteousness to spread good stories, and the sea of fa brings trouble to the seedlings for no reason... Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous
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In a wilderness temple near Leifeng Pagoda, Pang Ban stood with his hands behind his hands. Looking at the Leifeng Pagoda with a spire faintly visible in the distance, a low smile broke out on his expressionless face.
Demon Palace and other personal guards knelt all over the open space behind them.
Standing in other directions on both sides were a group of more than a dozen people from the Demon Sect with completely different temperaments and demeanor.
Among them, the demon commander Zhao Deyan, the director of the Western Demon Sect Tianxing and other demon giants who are notorious in the world are all prominently listed, and it can be said that the demons are dancing wildly.
But at this moment, all these demons are gathered here, with the vague possibility of being led by the magician Pang Ban.
If outsiders saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked. Who would have expected that this group of unruly demons would be willing to bow to one person today.
But today's situation was created not only because the magician Pang Ban was already extremely powerful and the strongest among the demons, but also because he knew more about Leifeng Pagoda than the demons. Under the entanglement between strength and interests,
Only then could such an incredible situation of demonic prosperity flourish.
"Magic Master, no matter what you know about the Leifeng Pagoda, since those bald donkeys in Shaolin have not responded to this matter yet, do we still have to wait until those bald donkeys take action before taking action? Isn't that right?
late."
Demon Commander Zhao Deyan asked with a frown.
He was the third person among the eight masters of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect in the past, besides the Evil King Shi Zhixuan and the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan. He was also highly regarded by the Martial Lord Bi Xuan in the Turks.
Since the death of Evil King Shi Zhixuan and Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan, Demon Lord Xi Ying has also disappeared, and his reputation in the Six Paths of the Demon Sect has become even more prominent.
The purpose of this trip was to take advantage of the chaos of the demons in Leifeng Pagoda to show off their demonic power and further establish their position in the demonic world.
Unexpectedly, the magician Pang Ban, who disappeared after the battle with the leader of Black Wind Village, reappeared. With his strength, which is only in the third realm of heaven and human beings, it is difficult to compete with the unpredictable magician Pang Ban.
However, from Pang Ban’s mouth, he also learned that there were not only Buddhist treasures under the Leifeng Pagoda.
And that Buddhist treasure is another relic of the evil emperor left behind by the former evil emperor Xie Tiao who suppressed the demon sect in the past. It contains Xie Tiao's pure essence.
Originally no one would believe such a thing.
After all, it is common knowledge in the world that there is only one holy relic. That holy relic is also in the hands of the leader of Black Wind Village. How can there be a second one?
However, the long-lost magician Pang Ban came here in person, and combined with the fact that the leader of Black Wind Village had wandered around Leifeng Pagoda for a long time some time ago, the demons had no choice but to believe it, so they all stayed here for their own reasons.
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After Zhao Deyan finished speaking, other demons also agreed.
These people all know that they are no match for Pang Ban, and now they seem to be following his orders, which is just a temporary measure. They only hope that Pang Ban can withstand the pressure of Shaolin at the critical moment, and they can fish in troubled waters.
This idea may seem childish, but in fact it is a situation that will actually happen.
Just imagine if Shaolin really came for Leifeng Pagoda, then the Buddha and the devil would fight. Will the Shaolin masters focus on the obviously strongest magician Pang Ban, or on other small fish and shrimps?
Pang Ban knew this truth, but he didn't care.
Compared to the calculations of the demons, he had other plans. He summoned everyone to ask for his orders and offered so-called concessions. He had already anticipated what everyone was thinking.
"Why should you be anxious?"
Magician Pang Ban's eyes opened and closed, and he smiled faintly, "I have personally written a letter to Shaolin Master Du Nie, telling them that if Shaolin does not want this Buddhist treasure, we demons will not be polite to take it back and use it as a spittoon.
Yongyong, I guess they are determined not to see such a situation."
The group of demons were shocked when they heard this, and Ren Tianxing said in astonishment, "Wouldn't it be better if those bald guys from Shaolin didn't come? Why would the magician create unnecessary troubles? Could it be that he is really confident that he can take down everyone who comes from Shaolin?"
Some of the little devils around were even more uneasy, their eyes flashing and they were talking about each other.
The Mogong family has a great cause, and the magician is even more powerful, so he is not afraid of Shaolin.
But they are different. They want Shaolin to come, but they don’t want too many people coming to Shaolin to be too powerful.
After Pang Ban's provocation, Shaolin would probably send out a few old antiques, and it would really be a bloody battle.
Pang Ban's voice turned cold and he sneered, "Look at you, how can you still look like a demonic hero? Can a Shaolin scare you so much that you dare not move?"
The demons were all angry when they heard this, and Zhao Deyan and others even frowned.
Pang Ban raised his head to look at the setting sun that was about to set on the mountain side. He put his hands behind his hands and said calmly, "Don't you forget, why did the master of Black Wind Village linger in Leifeng Pagoda for several days and finally leave? This treasure under Leifeng Pagoda
If it's so easy to take, wouldn't it be possible to take it away given my ability?
And just when people in the world were petitioning Shaolin to conquer Black Wind Village, the Leifeng Pagoda incident began to spread. It was claimed that the Leifeng Pagoda contained a treasure left by the founder of Shaolin Bodhidharma, attracting the attention of people in the world and Shaolin.
force.
Don’t you have any doubts about such a coincidence?"
Everyone has different expressions. How could it be that there are many old demons among them who don't know, but they also have no general idea of the danger in Leifeng Pagoda.
But now when they heard Pang Ban say it like this, they all immediately understood what it meant.
This Pang Ban clearly wanted the Shaolin people to take the risk first, and then everyone else would follow and take advantage.
Pang Ban fluttered his sleeves and turned around. On his sinisterly handsome face, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and he said, "This time, the purpose of our master and the master of Black Wind Village is the same, forcing the Shaolin monk to take the lead in taking Lei Feng."
The treasure under the tower, you can just wait for the Shaolin master to arrive with me."
Everyone laughed strangely when they heard this, and agreed with a bang.
Pang Ban sneered in his heart but also became very solemn.
In fact, he had already used the power of the seed demon to communicate with Xie Tiao's resurrected soul through the medium of two strangers who followed him. He knew that the leader of Black Wind Village had already been in contact with the Celestial Monk and the Di Ni, so he must have known about it.
What happened at the bottom of Leifeng Pagoda.
So for him, the most important threat is not Shaolin, but still Jiang Dali, the leader of Black Wind Village, the biggest enemy in his life.
However, from the poem "The white snake appears at the bottom of the Leifeng Tower, the civil war in the Jingyan Palace Temple", he also knew the location and intention of the Black Wind Village leader's next move. While he was relieved, he also felt extremely urgent.
Temple of War!
The Temple of War that no one in the world can ignore.
It is rumored that the most amazing martial arts secret book in the world is hidden in it - "The God of War Catalog" which contains the secret of Shattered Void!
His "The Great Method of Planting Demons in the Dao Heart" was born out of that sacred book.
If the leader of Black Wind Village really obtained the divine book, even if he rescued Xie Tiao and relied on Xie Tiao's power to return to his true self, would he still be a step too late?
But at this moment - he has no other choice!
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Thump thump—
On the vast Liuma Plain, which was illuminated by the sunset, the dust was flying, and a dozen powerful knights rode past like a whirlwind.
Some of them were naked from the waist down, and some were wearing leather. They all wore all kinds of ferocious warrior helmets on their heads, and had long bows and quivers on their backs filled with long arrows. They were a group of famous Mongolian warriors.
At this time, they were patrolling and scolding and repelling anyone who came within a thousand feet of Jingyan Palace.
In the past few days, as more and more people came from all directions, the peace on the Liuma Plain was also broken.
After some initial minor friction, both sides formed a relatively restrained confrontation.
The Mongolian side is self-defeating and does not mess up its position, and will not easily mobilize its army to attack and provoke unnecessary wars.
The Jianghu people are all waiting for the big move from Heifeng Village.
However, many Black Wind Village players and Bahuang disciples who were dispatched are still waiting for an order to launch a general attack, waiting for the personal order of the Black Wind Village master.
Although during the force missions in the past few days, as long as you arrive at the Liuma Plain, the force mission will be counted as being in progress, and you will receive very generous rewards of cultivation points and potential points.
However, due to the aggressive and aggressive nature of the players, even if they applauded and welcomed the good thing of hanging up and gaining some cultivation points, as time went by, they became unbearable and lonely. Some disciples of the Eight Wildernesses even started fighting among themselves to start a prairie.
Vent your exuberant energy in a friendly wrestling match.
No one knew that at this moment, in the marshal's tent of the Mongolian military camp, with flags like a sea and tents like forests, the atmosphere was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
But inside the tent, on the table covered with an embossed military map, there was an opened letter, pressed for gold, with Jiang Dali's name signed on it, weighing on everyone in the tent like a big mountain.
heart.
But I saw that the font on the letter was strong and hard, and each stroke was like a knife and an axe. He wrote:
Written by Junjian, the King of Chimeng: Once upon a time, I had a meeting with the Seventh Generation King Chida. In the blink of an eye, I have been immersed in martial arts all day long. I didn’t know that Mongolia had to seal the war temple like a treasure hidden deep, but I don’t know what the progress is?
It happened that the head of the Tianji Sect calculated the fortune for this king. During the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, there might be a calamity. He received a big letter and knew that the number was determined. However, he was unwilling to accept the fate and had to hear the "Illustrated Book of the God of War" to change his fate.
Therefore, I am writing this letter, hoping that the Dharma King will open the door of convenience and allow me and many friends to enter the War Temple to see the sacred book. After this incident, I will not worry about grudges and let the seventh generation Dharma King Chida return safely.
Jiang Dali paused
On the Yin day of August in the year 482 of the Holy Dynasty, I stayed at Liuma Station.
In the tent, the Eighth Generation Jinlun Dharma King Chi Meng and everyone else looked at it with palpitations in their hearts.
A stern-faced old man in black broke the calm with a smile, looked deeply at Chi Meng, who had an ugly face, and said, "The master of Black Wind Village has now arrived at Liuma Yi. This letter is obviously a courtesy first and then a soldier. I want to take it."
In exchange for this, Chida, the seventh-generation Dharma King of your Vajra Sect, allows them to enter the War Temple. Dharma King, it seems that this matter has to be decided by you."
Chi Meng snorted coldly and said with gleaming eyes, "At this moment, Master Bi, why do you need to amuse me? The War Temple is very important. Without Master Si's order, who would dare to let people in?
I think there is no need to talk about this matter. If the leader of Heifeng Village can make Master Si nod, he can certainly enter the War Temple. If he can't, it's because he doesn't have the ability."
Another monk with lumps on his head said weakly and hoarsely, "This person calls himself the king, presumably because he wants to put pressure on us as the prince of the Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty. It is not just a simple battle."
"good."
A Mongolian marshal wearing armor with a majestic look frowned and said, "The many people outside the camp are all mobilized by this person. If the war starts, it may cause a war between the Song, Ming and Mongolia!
This matter needs to be reported to Master Si and asked to make his own decision!"
"Report!!"
At this moment, a long report came from outside the tent.
A strong soldier wearing a fur hat and a whip entered the camp, knelt on one knee and reported, "Report to the marshal! One of our patrols was killed, no one survived, and now the enemy is making strange movements.
"
The atmosphere in the camp suddenly became quiet.
Almost at the same time, a series of killing shouts, which seemed not too threatening, came from a distance outside.
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A moment ago!
On the plain, a dozen Mongolian warriors drove the crowds around like a whirlwind.
When they saw a group of Black Wind Village players who had placed banquet tables in a very arrogant manner within the cordon of both sides, they immediately rushed over with red eyes and yelled curses.
"(Mongolian) Та! Алга!"
"(Mongolian) Буцаажавах! ДууГоу!"
But seeing this group of Black Wind Village players, each of them holds the dazzling title of "Black Wind Village", wears tiger skin wristbands, looks fierce, carries weapons, and is sitting around a large table full of people. It can be said that the table is full of big men.
One of them, a particularly strong man with a bald head and a ferocious head, squatted on a chair, tore open beef and stuffed it into his mouth. The look of eating was really eye-catching, and he was not flattering. He said to a dozen Mongolian warriors who were rushing towards him,
"Brothers, who knows what these people are shouting about?"
A man with broad shoulders and thick shoulders snorted coldly, stood up and drew his sword and said, "Brother Tieniu, these Mongolians told us to get lost! They also called us Song dogs!"
"How brave!"
Tieniu glared, picked up Zhang Er's red spear with his foot, clasped it with both hands and said with a long smile, "The leader of the village has given an order, I am going to knock the mountain to shake the tiger now, try the attitude of these Mongolian Tatars, and fire the first shot
!Go, kill these bastards!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tieniu roared wildly and took the initiative to charge towards the dozen or so cavalrymen who were rushing towards them. In an instant, the sky was filled with the shadows of spears.
The sound of weapons clashing sounded like firecrackers.
A cavalryman dropped his weapon when he made contact with the big gun in his hand, and was shot through the chest.
Another man's thigh was spattered with blood, and he stumbled back due to the force. Another man's left leg bone was shattered by the tail of the gun, and he fell from his horse screaming.
The other eleven Black Wind Village players also charged forward with howls and screams.
Each transformed into a small muscled tyrant, using ferocious means such as grappling, swordsmanship, and wrestling to defeat more than a dozen cavalrymen.
This kind of wild and brave fighting style without regard for oneself has always been the style of the warriors of Black Wind Village.
There is only one female player among them, and her fighting style is completely different.
But seeing that his movement was like lightning, the long sword in his hand passed over the hoofs of the horses like lightning, causing the horses to scream and fall in pain. In the blink of an eye, the long sword in his hand stabbed a famous knight in the hall with precision.
On the middle, Adam's apple, Tanzhong, Dantian, bladder and many other points, flowers of blood spattered, which was extremely vicious and vicious.
But in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Mongolian warriors didn't even have time to send out an emergency notice, and their bodies were lying on the ground, their blood splattered on the yellow sand.
At the same time, a large number of Black Wind Village players and Bahuang disciples who had been idle for a long time in the distance seemed to have received some command signal. The crowd spread out and formed a military line covering the plain.
Banging their swords and shouting to kill, they approached the Mongolian military camp.
Such a sudden scene immediately frightened many people from all over the world who came from all over the world to watch, and they all watched at a loss, or even joined in the shouting process with false pretense.
In the distance in the sky, two large birds were circling and flying.
Jiang Dali Yuan Tingyue stood on the back of the magic eagle, his cloak behind his back flapping in the strong wind, his eyes calmly overlooking the military line pushing towards the Mongolian military camp on the plain below.
The current situation is like playing chess.
He has taken the first step, sending his soldiers across the river to further stimulate the opponent's nerves.
Now, it depends on whether the other party is determined to fight or to negotiate...
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