The Monk

Chapter 529: Rescued

Zhang Fright said: "You also know that I have more than a hundred god-subduing snakes, but you still dare to talk to me like this. You are really, tsk tsk, asking for money rather than life. Let me ask you something. There are no top-level monks in Hongguang Inn, right? Are you a cultivator? For the highest?”

Because there were no top-level monks in Hongguang Inn, Zhang was afraid that he could escape even if he couldn't defeat him, so he dared to act impulsively.

Lan Tiansheng's eyes turned cold, and he walked slowly down the mountain. When he was twenty steps away, he stopped and said in a deep voice: "I ask you for the last time, which one do you choose?"

This place was too close to the village. For fear of the safety of the mountain people, Zhang did not dare to abandon the beast and escape. He sighed secretly: This time it was too big. He took out many pieces of protective magic weapon, put on the Fushen robe and the five-element armor one by one. He had a large black shield in his left hand and a large black sword in his right hand. He thought about it and asked: "This is a mountain of 100,000 mountains, so you are not afraid of me." Run away and find the Eighteenth Master on the left and right to deal with you? According to my understanding, you should pack up your things and run away." He actually has the leisure to confuse people.

Obviously Lan Tiansheng had his own plans, otherwise he would not have talked nonsense with him for a long time. He nodded and said: "You are right, I have asked them to move. As for you, you have been our enemy several times..."

"Stop it, it's you who want to kill me, not me who is your enemy?" Zhang Ao interjected.

"Okay, if we kill you, then we will kill you again." Lan Tiansheng suddenly changed his face, and a blue silk ribbon wrapped around Zhang Afraid.

At the same time, Zhang was afraid that there were high-level Nascent Soul cultivators from the left and right sides behind him using magic weapons. One was a big gourd with smoke spraying out from the mouth of the gourd. The black smoke was billowing out, and it looked very evil. The other magic weapon was a millstone, which was big and heavy and was thrown directly at it.

Zhang was afraid of scolding: "Asshole." No wonder Lan Tiansheng kept talking nonsense to him. It turned out that the helper hadn't arrived. This guy is really vicious. It's okay for a high-level person to bully a middle-level person. He also asked two high-level people to bully him together. It's clear that he is Go to death.

He screamed wildly and soared into the sky, dodging all the attacks. Feeling that he was going to be unlucky, he flew into the sky and immediately sank down. When he landed on the ground, he quickly put away the four stupid dogs and ran away. At this moment, he really couldn't take care of the group of animals. If the opponent was a high-level monk, he could still fight, but if there were three, it was better to recognize the situation and run for his life.

He wanted to run away, but Lan Tiantian refused to let him go. Lan Ling seemed to be endless and chased him. The moment he put away the four monsters, they wrapped them around his waist. Then he saw that the whole blue silk seemed to be blooming and bearing fruit around him. The body grows and is wrapped tightly.

Zhang was afraid that there was a knife in his hand, a hard iron knife, the hardest and sharpest thing in the world. He raised it up and rubbed it, cutting off Lan Ling. He rushed out, but when he came out, he saw black smoke filling the air. He had no time to think of anything else, so he held his breath and held back. Breathing, the Five Elements Magic Shield instantly wrapped around his body to separate the smoke. He used the black shield to support the ground and used the force to move his body. Just after escaping for more than ten meters, he felt a strong wind blowing across his face. He let out a breath and a millstone hit him. He just stood up. place.

The blue silk was cut off, and Lan Tiansheng thought. The two broken blue silks grew longer and larger at the same time, and the flying block chased Zhang Ain. At this time, Zhang was afraid that he would not have time to see what the enemy was doing, so he could only keep his head down and run for his life. However, Lan Ling's pursuit was too tight, leaving him no time to escape. Lan Tiansheng did not even give him a moment for fear of letting him run away.

During the dodge process, you can still hear the shrill whistle coming from the gourd mouth. The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, covering a wide area, covering a large area around him. Zhang was afraid that the half-day crazy evasion would be all in the smoke, and he would always be in a dangerous situation.

It is said that it is so dangerous that he should call out the God-Destroying Snake to save his life, but in fact, on the contrary, he would rather risk his own life than let the God-Destroying Snake take risks. He has a plan. I can't defeat the God-Destroying Snake, and only those who can't defeat me will dare to surrender. The God-Lord Snake went to bully, but he forgot that the flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain. Fortunately, the God-Suppressing Snakes are gifted with magical powers, so for them, fighting experience is not very important.

Three high-level Nascent Soul monks teamed up to bully him, forcing him to panic and rush. He only had to run away and had no time to think about anything else. He didn't have time to think. Some people would think. A calm voice sounded: "Why don't you put the divine snake down?"

The voice was very familiar, and I suddenly thought of a person and shouted: "Sir, help me."

The peaceful voice chuckled, and the gentle breeze in the mountains blew away the dense smoke. Lan Tiansheng's face turned ugly and he shouted: "Kill." The kill he meant was Zhang Ping. As soon as this word came out, the speed of the millstone suddenly accelerated several times. Lan Ling was even more frightened. Sharp blades sprouted from the silk surface. As for the big gourd, the owner took it back. He changed his hand and released a thunder talisman, chasing and slashing towards Zhang Awei.

Zhang Ping, who was in the battle group, immediately felt something was different. He felt that the three masters were playing with him just now and did not use their true skills. He was angry and angry at the moment, but had no time to vent, so he could only continue to run for his life. But his speed was not as fast as the millstone, and he was hit in the chest. Fortunately, the shield and the hard iron sword were strong enough, and he was not killed. He flew straight away, but he avoided the lightning strike and the Aya sword attack.

After being knocked down, he could not move for a short time, but Lightning Strike and Aya Knife were still chasing him. When he was about to be hit, He He said in a calm voice: "Disperse." The thunder talisman in the air dispersed into the air, and Aya Knife was shattered into pieces. A mess. The peaceful voice said again: "The harm you caused in the mountain..." Before he finished speaking, Lan Tiansheng pulled out another ribbon and shot it at Zhang Ai. This was clearly not to show respect to the Venerable. The Venerable's temper became tense, his calm voice was no longer calm, and he uttered two words coldly: "Very good."

After these two words, the sky was filled with blood mist. Lan Tiansheng's legs were cut off, his hands were cut off, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he flew out upside down. A handsome young man with fair skin appeared in the field, his face was cold, and he held a paper-thin white knife in his hand.

Lan Tiansheng was seriously injured with one move, but the other two masters did not dare to make a mistake. They called back their magic weapons and came to Lan Tiansheng to protect him.

The young man said coldly: "You are staying in my mountain, how dare you not listen to me?"

The two senior monks looked at each other, and the monk playing with the millstone said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

There were five people in the field, Zhang Wear was an intermediate-level Nascent Soul cultivator, Hongguang and the other three were high-level, and the young man was at the top level. One person was at the top level. Bullying them was just as easy for the young man as they were bullying Zhang Wear. The three had to admit plant.

Only then did Zhang Fei have time to stand up, took out the elixir and drank it. He walked up to the young man and bowed and saluted: "I have met Venerable Qiao. Thank you for saving my life." When he saw the knife in Venerable Qiao's hand, he asked questions. Said: "What's wrong with this knife?"

Venerable Qiao chuckled and said, "Let's talk later." He turned to look at Hong Guang and the others, and said coldly: "This area is under my control. Generally speaking, I don't care about your fighting and fighting. I feel that no matter what, it is fate." , but this time, you went too far. The mountains are endless, and all the adult beasts on the forty-eight peaks were killed by you, just for it?"

He stretched his palm upwards, and a black demonic beast the size of a goat appeared out of thin air. It looked like a tiger, with no hair or tail. Its eyes were closed and it had no breath. It had been dead for a long time.