The back hall of Qiuyue Mountain.

Zhuo Junlin's eyes were full of solemnity, and there was a strong gloom in his eyes.

The people he wanted to wait for never appeared, and even some reinforcements did not appear. The matter of Qiuyue Mountain, not to mention those old monsters who cannot find themselves in the hidden world, even some powerful people in the holy realm who can calculate the secrets of heaven must have known about what happened in Qiuyue Mountain. Even Lingzheng Gate, which is hundreds of miles away, did not send corresponding rescues, which is really abnormal.

The sadness in Zhuo Junlin's eyes was even stronger, and he felt even more confusing.

The reaction of the human heroes was far beyond Zhuo Junlin's expectations.

Without ordinary human reinforcements coming, Zhuo Junlin can also be understood as an ordinary army that could not play any role in front of the demons and demons. However, the Taoist cultivators from all sides did not respond, which made Zhuo Junlin puzzled.

Don’t any master of enlightenment shout every day, “Perform the way for heaven, subdue demons and eliminate demons”?

Don’t every great practitioner take all things as his responsibility?

But all the demons hit the door of their homes, and thousands of demons were rampant, and the demons danced around. The great practitioners who claimed to be masters ran there again?

"If we can't do it well, we will become abandoned sons." Zhuo Ziyi whispered: "So far, the real masters of the sect have not arrived at the real high-level combat power, and the major sects have not made any movement. Could it be that we are just a group of abandoned sons, and we are simply a group of cannon fodder."

Zhuo Donglai shook his head: "I'm not worried about these things at all. Maybe other great practitioners may even regard us as cannon fodder. But the concern for us by the head of the sect and the uncles and uncles of the Lingzhengmen are not fake. Moreover, the six elite disciples were thrown out as cannon fodder at once, and the work of Lingzhengmen is too great. What's more, Lao Liu is the favorite disciple of Master Yuanqing, and the two uncles Feng Qingning and Qingqing regard us as treasures. If there is such a thing, the three uncles would have overturned the Lingzhengmen long ago and would never sit idly by."

Lin Yu whispered: "I agree with the senior brother."

Zhang Ergou and Lin Xiang nodded silently, agreeing with Zhuo Donglai's intention.

"I haven't had much time to fight for." Zhuo Junlin smiled bitterly: "If we don't have reinforcements, the final result will be to die with the demon clan. At most, tomorrow, the high-level combat power of the demon clan will come, and the true elite of the demon clan will also appear. Bai Yingxue alone will not be the magic code for us to threaten the demon clan."

"Do we want to ask the real person in the sect for help?" Zhuo Donglai sighed softly.

"If it is useful to ask for help, there is no need to delay it until now." Zhuo Junlin smiled bitterly: "Since the uncle of the sect sent us into the Zhou clan, we have fallen into an invisible circle. Whether it is the young master of the Zhou family or the old patriarch of the Zhou clan, they are all circling around Qiuyue Mountain. Perhaps from the beginning, the real person of the sect had already known what was about to happen in Qiuyue Mountain, so that everyone would send us here."

"Impossible." Zhuo Ziyi's eyes were full of shock: "The real person in the head has always loved us very much, so how could he lead us step by step into this danger in circles?"

"Do you still remember Bai Yingxue's words?"

The few people nodded, but their eyes were more confused.

"Bai Yingxue once said that sentient beings are just a group of pets kept in captivity. The owner threw a bone, and all creatures will pounce on them like hungry wolf, without exception." Zhuo Junlin smiled bitterly: "Look at us now, do we look like sentient beings who are fighting for a bone? Even these people, including the demons and demons, are just pets who are fighting for that bone."

"You are the pet." Zhuo Ziyi cursed angrily.

"We have not even thrown away the bones, and we have already fought for bloody heads." Zhuo Junlin smiled bitterly: "Have you ever seen a dog fighting? He locked a group of dogs that had been hungry for many days in a cage. As long as the owner shakes the bones, all the dogs will fight for bloody heads."

'boom'.

a bolt from the blue.

A thunder sounded.

Everyone hurriedly flew back, but with a scream from the scene, Zhuo Junlin's body was flew backwards by thunder.

Zhuo Junlin was dressed in a veil and burped black, his long hair was hard, his pretty face was black, and he foamed at the mouth.

Hearing the movements up and down Qiuyue Mountain, countless figures jumped up quickly.

The thunder in the sunny day undoubtedly alarmed everyone on and off Qiuyue Mountain. Countless soldiers grabbed the swords and guns, and their eyes were filled with shock, all thinking that there was a big movement in Qiuyue Mountain.

Dozens of figures rushed into the backyard as fast as lightning.

"What's going on?" Leng Qiuyue jumped first, holding two short knives in her hand tightly.

Looking at everything in front of him, everyone was stunned. A huge hole was thundered except for the roof of the house. However, Zhuo Junlin stood straight in the room, spitting blue smoke, and a pair of big black eyes were circling. None of the other five people were hurt, as if the thunder in the dry days was specifically for Pi Zhuo Junlin.

Meng Xiaoyun brought several guards, and Lengxueen brought several leaders of Qiuyue Mountain, all of whom looked strange.

The few people were still shocked at first, but when they saw Zhuo Junlin's appearance, everyone couldn't help laughing, but it made Qiuyue Mountain laugh for a long time.

"Boy, do you know, God is just fighting against unfaithful men." Leng Qiuzhan laughed: "If you dare to treat my sister in the future, God will deal with you well."

"Get out." Zhuo Junlin was furious.

With loud shouts, his hands had already clamped the key points on Leng Qiu Zhan's chest.

For a moment, the shadows of the fist were like a mountain, and countless old fists greeted Leng Qiu and the thick flesh.

There were endless shouts of yelling and shouting in the audience, but everyone laughed and slowly retreated.

From afar, I heard the sound of fists and flesh, mixed with Leng Qiu Zhan's screams,,,,,,

"The Five Thunders of Tiangang."

Daxue Mountain.

A middle-aged man's face was gloomy: "I didn't expect that the human supernatural powers that had been lost for many years would reappear in the world. Is it another human sage who punished the younger generation who leaked the secrets of heaven so heavily?"

"Um?"

Daleiyin Temple.

The old monk opened his eyes, but suddenly a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"What happened? Someone can use the 'Tiangang Five Thunders Dharma'." The old monk murmured to himself: "This shocking magical power will inevitably alarm those who see sentient beings. Could it be that someone deliberately did it to demonstrate to those existences?"

Blue Sky Gate.

The old Taoist who was sophora, was awakened, and his eyes were full of anger: "Bastard, can't you let the old Taoist sleep peacefully? What's so great about knowing two moves of "Tiangang Five Thunders"? Isn't it that your vicious wife beat her to look for teeth all over the ground."

Confucianism.

A middle-aged beautiful woman holding a long sword in her hand, furious as if she was thunderous.

Seven or eight women who were bearded and white were hugged the middle-aged beautiful woman tightly, and never let go.
Chapter completed!