Wei Yuanchen also knew in his heart that he might have been injured and his mind was bewitched by the influence of demonic energy, but he couldn't hold it back. He repaired several books in succession and asked his fourteenth brother Wei Yuanhong to obtain transfer orders from the sect and recruit Zhang family monks.

Go to the front lines and battlefields.

As long as you don't take action directly, the backlash of killing someone with a borrowed knife is far less serious than taking action directly. There are countless things where the township parties help each other and secretly stumble each other. If there is more, it will not be much. If there is less, it will not be much.

There are quite a few pieces.

Normally speaking, the sect would not overexert itself in recruiting and exploiting vassal families.

But again, this is a war period, not a normal state. Coupled with the secret participation of the Zifu monks, the sect's recruitment order for the Zhang family monks in Huanglong County was quickly issued.

"Uncle, it is true that you have a far-sighted vision. It may not be a good thing that the Zhang family has such a first-class person."

As one of the cultivating families in Huanglong County, the Zhu family monks have a clearer view of the secret rivalry between the Wei and Zhang families. As for the other monks, they are more concerned about their own destiny. As long as the people recruited by the sect's recruitment order are not

Just do it yourself.

Some time ago, Zhu Yuncong suggested to his uncle that he should marry his younger sister to that person. Now it seems that fortunately, his uncle did not listen to his advice.

"Zhang Family Zhang Xiangshen, Zhang Chuanshu, Zhang Chuanhong, Zhang Yuanlie, and the four foundation-building monks were all summoned. Zhang Xiangshen plans to fight to the death with the Wei family for Zhang Yuanlie. With his methods, even if

If you go to Wuling Mountain, you may not suffer a loss."

Zhu Duliang, the head of the Zhu family, still did not listen to his nephew Zhu Yuncong this time. He knew deeply that if Zhang Xiangshen's family background had been better back then, Zhang Xiangshen might have been a monk of the Zifu now.

The family background of the Zhang family in Yanggu was so poor that it took up too much of Zhang Xiangshen's time and energy. If not for this, the Zhang family would already be a Zifu family.

This world is very objective. Whether a person can achieve success in the secular sense depends on the foundation laid by the predecessors. This is the so-called foundation. Zhang Xiangshen was unlucky and was born during the period when the Zhang family was at its weakest.

, he had spent most of his life just pulling the entire family out of the quagmire, and he had no energy left to attack the Zifu realm.

But this character himself is still extremely outstanding. Zhu Duliang had dealt with him several times when he was young. Zhu Duliang believed that the character who could make Zhang Xiangshen gamble on family fortune would definitely have a chance to win for the entire Zhang family. Therefore.

, Zhu Duliang still did not agree with what his nephew Zhu Yuncong said.

"This family works hand in hand and talks and laughs calmly in the face of danger. It is really possible that the Zhang family will be prosperous! It's a pity that Zhang Xiangshen dares to bet, but I don't dare. Even though I know that providing help in times of trouble is far better than adding icing on the cake,

We can only wait and see."

Wuling Mountain is also called Snake Mountain by the locals because of its staggered mountain shape, which looks like snakes coiled in clusters.

Danyang Palace, a large sect in the Southern Wasteland, is confronting the Shadow Demon Sect here.

Yanzhou in the Southern Territory is known as the place where hundreds of sects gather. There are wars between humans and demons, and entanglements between good and evil. Confrontations and wars of this scale are going on almost every day, and the blood has never stopped flowing.

"Help!"

A roar, several screams, accompanied by those urgent calls for help, suddenly came from the foot of the mountain at dusk when the fighting gradually subsided today.

As soon as the voice came out, seven figures shot out and fled in panic.

Among the seven people, there were monks from sects dressed in Danyang Palace costumes, as well as children from small sects or cultivating families in messy clothes. But no matter what their status was at this moment, they were like small boats in the angry sea, which could capsize at any time.

Death.

They may look back nervously from time to time, with a look of twisted fear on their faces; or they may look straight ahead, with an expression of hope; or they may have flashing eyes, looking around, gritting their teeth and working hard not to let those around them pass.

Although these seven people were extremely frightened, they were not running around like headless flies. Judging from the direction they were running to, they were exactly where Danyang Palace and the monks from the five eastern counties were stationed. If they could really escape there, they would be safe and sound.

They understand this, so why don't they understand the chasing monks behind them?

Before the figure appeared, dozens of spells were fired out, swallowing up the last person among the seven in an instant.

The scream stopped abruptly in the middle of the scream. It was obvious that the man had died in these few breaths.

The six people in front were secretly grateful, but they couldn't help but be horrified, shouting for help, and at the same time draining every ounce of potential in their bodies, hoping to be a little faster, at least faster than the people around them.

But behind them, dozens of black shadows swooped towards them. The Shadow Demon Cult's shadow-eating escape method is said to be the best in the Southern Wilderness. Although there is some boasting in it, it is not necessarily true to say that it has no basis at all.

A dozen black shadows are like dragons and snakes, echoing each other but almost never touching or blocking each other, quickly shortening the distance in space.

Immediately afterwards, several rays of sword light, magic weapons, and spells bombarded down one after another, strangling the targets pointed at by the mind one by one.

The seven monks from Danyang Palace who escaped had already competed with them and fled for their lives only when they were sure they were defeated. Now that they are being hunted, they dare not turn around and fight. They can only use their own methods and place their hopes on themselves.

You can escape.

Suddenly, there was a monk who was fleeing. The sword energy in his hand was swept away and hit the lower body of a companion beside him. The Qi-training monk had insufficient foundation and was swept down by him. Although he was very angry after landing, he was still

It was impossible to wait for death, so he could only swing his sword wildly, but he was still quickly defeated and strangled by the Shadow Demon Cult monks.

But his death at least blocked a few more Shadow Demon Cult monks for a moment and a half.

However, this method was fine the first time it was used. After that, the five people who were still escaping became wary of each other, and even because of their mutual defense against each other, their escape speed was reduced. Instead, the five monks

He was quickly caught up by the Shadow Demon Cult monks behind him and killed them one by one.

In just a moment, the remaining four people died, including the Danyang Palace monk who was the first to plot against others. Only one female monk was left. She fell to the ground with her mind broken and exhausted of her magic power. Blood was bleeding from the corners of her lips, and her face was filled with fear.

The color of the sword, and a bit of dark sword light quickly enlarged until it filled her entire sight, but it was a flying sword of the Shadow Demon Cult that scattered black light.

"Is this the end of all these years of hard work? I am really unwilling to do so!"

After so many years of hard training, while others were chatting with friends, happy, leisurely, and sleeping comfortably, I was practicing hard, studying Taoism, enduring loneliness and pain every day for more than ten years.

Loneliness is the final outcome, how can you be willing to accept it?

When the tip of the sharp flying sword was only one foot away from her eyeballs, it was about to pass through her head the next moment, killing her on the spot.

Just at this moment, a jet-black stream of light suddenly appeared, as if time had stopped. The flying sword on the opposite side suddenly stopped, then suddenly broke from the middle and broke into two pieces.

The female monk who was sitting on the ground was stunned immediately, and a look of surprise flashed across her face. She looked back, and sure enough, she saw a young monk in black robes with two-winged monster snakes appearing behind her.

"It's a foundation-building monk! Run away!"

A group of people from the Shadow Demon Sect followed in pursuit, a total of fourteen of them were monks in the Qi refining stage. As soon as they saw the aura of the visitor and the magical power to destroy the magic sword, they immediately knew that they had hit an iron plate. , reacted very quickly and chose to turn around and run away.

In the past, the most sensible thing to do at this time was to kneel down and beg for mercy, but now on the battlefield, many laws and regulations commonly used in the world of immortality are of no use at this time. Instead of entrusting your life to the hands of others, it is better to fight with all your strength. Scattered and fled.
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