The three Nascent Souls all flew into the air, but Cheng Tianming landed beside Wang Zhuo, smiled at Wang Zhuo and nodded at the same time.
"The nature of all sentient beings is pure, and they have no birth and no destruction. That is to say, this body and mind are born in illusions, and there is no guilt in the illusions." Jueyu said the Buddha's verse: "The poor monk has an ordinary heart and is in a detached state of mind. Apart from killing evildoers, there should be no such thing as Daoist Fellow Wu Meng’s so-called dares and darings.”
The dreamless boy was too lazy to argue. He stretched out his finger and swiped. Countless symbols of different colors gathered into the character "sword". The talisman was shattered, and an ancient long sword emerged from the faint light.
Just as he was about to use his long sword to stab Jue Yu, he saw Jue Yu waving his hands and saying with a smile: "Donor Wu Meng, don't you want Fulong Pill?"
"Junior brother (fellow Taoist), please slow down and listen to what this monk has to say." Geng Hou and Hasegawa Yuki spoke at the same time behind Wu Meng Boy.
The boy without dreams looked cold, stretched out his hand and put the long sword behind him.
"I'll talk about it later."
After Jue Yu finished speaking, the seven monks all flew down and landed on the ground. Seeing Wang Zhuo, Jue Yu clasped his hands together and said, "My little friend is here too."
Wang Zhuo nodded and discovered that the monk whose mask had been corroded by tree roots earlier might have some stock. He changed the mask and hid it among the seven monks. It was impossible to tell which one it was.
No! Wang Zhuo was slightly shocked. Only then did he realize that these seven monks were exactly the same in height and body shape! Although they had different auras and different movements, they gave Wang Zhuo the feeling Pretending to be like this on purpose.
The three Wumeng boy also flew down. Geng Hou stood beside Wumeng boy, but Hasegawa Yuki stood near Wang Zhuo.
Jueyu said: "Dear donors, the poor monk has found the treasure left by Fulong Temple. According to the agreement, Fulong Pill belongs to the two sects."
Geng Hou and Hasegawa Yuki took out the elixir bottle containing Fulong Dan at the same time, and saw that the seal on it had been unlocked.
The dreamless boy didn't even look at it, but still said: "This trip is dangerous, and I will lose all the elites of Tianfu Sect. One bottle of Fulong Dan is not enough!"
Hasegawa Yuki also sneered: "Kakuyu, you are treacherous and attacked me from behind while my disciples were surrounded by mutated monster corpses! Today, my century-old friendship with you is cut off. Although I have no use for the Buddha's bone relics, you are not the only one in Tokyo. If a Fulong Temple doesn't add more chips, it will ask a bald donkey to offer the Buddha's bone relics!"
Jue Yuhao did not panic. The six monks behind him did not even take defensive postures. They pointed at Wang Zhuo and said: "Your opportunity should be with this little friend."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several other monks focused on Wang Zhuo. Cheng Mingming was stunned and quietly stepped back away from Wang Zhuo.
Hasegawa Yuki's eyes flashed and he asked: "Little friend?"
The expression on Jueyu's face hidden in the mask could not be clearly seen, and he calmed down for a moment before saying: "Amitabha, this little friend knows me.
Wang Zhuo had already thought of a countermeasure. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Monk, the strategy of borrowing a knife to kill someone is a good one. It seems that you stopped practicing Buddhism in the temple and switched to the art of war? But what you said is wrong. This is the first time I have seen it. to you."
Unexpectedly, Jue Yu thought about it for a while, then suddenly nodded and said: "It is indeed the first time that you and I met each other, and I got to know you. My friend, how was your practice at the first level of the Divine Refining Art? Have you completed it?"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhuo suddenly felt a chill in his heart and went straight to his forehead!
"Hahaha! It's true! Junior, hand over your technique that can shield your spiritual consciousness, and I will spare your life!" Hasegawa Yuki's exposed skin was covered with dark blue scales, and he flew to the red clouds with lightning and thunder. Suddenly, a dragon claw shot out of the air and grabbed Wang Zhuo directly! Although there was a corpse cultivator beside Wang Zhuo, as a descendant of Qinglong, Hasegawa Yuki was not afraid of confronting this kind of corpse cultivator who relied solely on his body. boom.
However, the boy without a dream moved faster. The long sword behind his back made a sonorous cry, and he flew into the clouds quickly, colliding with the dragon's claws and emitting metallic fire. "Brother! I will deal with Hasegawa, you take the head from the monk's shoulder..."
Before he finished speaking, the long sword that was fighting with the dragon's claws in the sky suddenly screamed, and the stars on the sword disappeared. In less than a moment, it turned into countless symbols again and dissipated in the heaven and earth.
The dreamless boy lowered his head and stared directly at the fist that penetrated his chest.
His fist was covered with his blood, and when it entered his body, his soul was shattered into pieces.
"Senior brother..." He slowly turned around, only to see Geng Hou's eyes dodge, and he didn't dare to look at him.
The boy Wu Meng suddenly burst into laughter and said: "I thought that I, Wu Meng, had ruled the world for more than 1,100 years, with an unparalleled sword in my hand, killing all the people who deserved to be killed, but I didn't expect that I would die in the hands of the person I trusted most in the end.
inside!"
After saying that, Wu Meng Boy was punched several times by Geng Hou. Wu Meng Boy's body flew out with a bang, and fell apart in pieces during the roll.
Hasegawa Yuki saw that Geng Hou actually killed his junior brother on the spot, and did not bother to trouble Wang Zhuo. The dragon's claws turned to grab Geng Hou. At the same time, Yugui's voice came from high in the sky: "The people in the Hidden Sect haven't taken action yet.
!If Geng Hou and Jue Yu unite, you and I will both die!"
Wang Zhuo had already controlled Seryozha to release Zhenshan and covered him and Duobao. When he turned around and saw Cheng Tomorrow's figure disappearing into the horizon, he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn you, you can run faster than anyone else."
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Without any further hesitation, Wang Zhuo used evil energy to drive the mountain formation to replace Xie Liaosha, and at the same time said to Duobao: "If you are afraid, run away!"
Duobao shook his head vigorously and saw that Wang Zhuo and Xie Liaosha had rushed out of the mountain formation and came towards the seven monks!
What was unexpected was that Jue Yu led the other six monks in a great leap, and the seven of them soared high into the sky. The red light of the burning clouds shone on Jue Yu's standard monk robes, adding an eerie tranquility.
.At this time, the seven monks took off their bamboo hats at the same time.
His facial features are handsome, his face is white, and he has no eyebrows. The seven faces look exactly the same!
When Marquis Geng saw that the "seven" Jueyu were all looking at the giant tree with confused eyes, he couldn't help shouting: "Jueyu! Come and help me!"
"Tian Noise!" Jue Yu waved his sleeves, and Geng Hou seemed to be held in place by a pair of invisible hands. He stood in the air unable to move, and was directly smashed to pieces by Hasegawa Yuki's transformation into a green dragon!
Geng Hou Yuan Shen came out of his body and cursed loudly: "Jueyu! You promised me that as long as you kill Wu Meng, you can help Tianfu Sect avoid the murder, but you broke your promise!"
"Who is Jue Yu?" The monk spoke as if he had a Zen idea. He stretched out his hand and patted the giant tree and said, "I only remember that I promised to help you transform your true essence and become a real Nascent Soul monk. As for the Tianfu Sect, it's not like me.
What's the matter?"
Geng Hou screamed: "Then why did you help outsiders kill me?"
"Because I hate betrayal, just like back then."
After Jue Yu finished speaking, his flesh and blood were not absorbed by the giant tree like a zombie.
When his pale palm touched it, there was a loud "rumbling" sound. Countless bowls of red light were released from Jueyu's hand, and a series of regular "pop-pop" sounds were heard like woodpeckers. The giant tree was easily pierced by the red light.
Wang Zhuo raised his head and glanced, then controlled Seryozha and ran back to Zhenshan like a wild dog on the loose.
The next moment, countless tree roots with big mouths strung out from the ground, wailing and calling randomly, and even many big mouths bit together, and the tree roots broke in unison, killing each other.
The giant tree trembled, and suddenly it was like drinking two kilograms of Red Star Erguotou in one breath. It spat it out with a "wow" sound, and the spit-out fell on the Zhenshan. It was densely packed and repeated over and over again, trying to shoot through the Zhenshan.
Wang Zhuo looked intently and saw that what the giant tree spit out was actually zombie flesh and blood!
For a time, the earth trembled and the mountains shook, and flesh and blood rained down from the sky.
The mountain formation was covered with yellow mist, and defenses were continuously increased, blocking the outside view.
I don't know how long it took before all the sounds stopped. When Wang Zhuo's eyes scanned in all directions again, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Where is the towering giant tree in front of him? Where the giant tree used to be, there was a large pit comparable to an ocean rift, bottomless and extremely dark.
Beside the huge pit, there were at least a thousand warriors wearing silver armor sitting cross-legged on the ground. The hurricane blew in the pit, and the bodies of all the warriors began to turn into powder. In the end, only a thousand armors were left in place.
Wang Zhuo was shocked! He didn't expect that there were so many giant trees lurking around them to protect them, and judging from the appearance of their armor, they must have been upgraded!
Jueyu remained motionless, letting the monk's robes be blown by the hurricane.
"Having been dormant for thousands of years, I was forced to merge with this little monk's soul to believe in Buddhism and practice meditation. I even took out my mother-in-law's dragon elixir to please the elders in the temple. I think about it all the time, thinking about the day when I will return to sacrifice to Saiguo!"
