Just before Ji Baichan entered the formation, dark clouds and golden golden clouds swept in. From the north to the south, in the middle of the Cang Ling River, they instantly formed two large groups.
In the south, there are hundreds of thousands of monsters of all kinds, led by a long-faced weirdo. On this person's back, a tall golden bulge protrudes, and his body is extremely powerful. Next to the long-faced weirdo, stands a jadeite.
The man with white teeth, wearing a blood-red cloak and silver armor is the silver-armored blood dragon who once chased Monk Huiming. Next to the blood dragon is a human turtle head with a large black shell on his back.
The thin-eyed turtle demon—Xuankui, the big bastard who almost caused Tianjiu’s soul to return to the underworld!
On the river in the north, there are all monks wearing golden cassocks. One corner of the cassock is marked with a different set of numbers. A fair-faced little monk is sitting at the front, with three golden numbers 666 embroidered on one corner of his cassock. Little monk
Next to him, an old monk with a pointed nose, thin face, protruding cheekbones, and extremely sinister eyes stood upright and kept scanning the Xianlian Peak with his spiritual consciousness, showing a look of enlightenment.
"Niehai!"
In the formation, Tianjiu shouted in a low voice. He had already put on a black face scarf, with only a pair of eyes exposed. The moment he saw the little monk Nie Hai, his face became ugly. Then he looked at the old monk next to Nie Hai, and even more
It was as gloomy as water. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then moved slightly and walked out of the formation, a thousand feet away from the Nie Sea.
"Amitabha, my nephew, how are you? The young monk is so polite!" The young monk opened his eyes, smiled, and saluted Tianjiu.
"Uncle Master is so mighty. He led thousands of disciples to attack the city at a young age. Behind Uncle Master, there are at least sixty or seventy Buddhist cultivators in the Golden Core Stage, right?" Tianjiu nodded in greeting, but felt angrily in his heart:
"A dead monk, he only wears his pants when we meet him. He has no moral integrity at all. I really don't know how he became a master!"
"Amitabha, my nephew has a good eye. The young monk was ordered to go to the Immortal Couple Peak this time and brought more than eighty golden elixir disciples. Unfortunately, in order to broadcast the Dharma and save all sentient beings, more than ten golden elixir disciples have been fighting monsters on the way.
The beast died in the fire and returned to the west. There are still sixty-five young monks here. Together with the young monk, the number is exactly sixty-six. Good luck! Since my nephew is destined to the Buddha and is also a disciple of my Buddha, why not open the big formation and let the young monk pass?
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"Oh, Uncle Master, even though I have a Buddha in my heart, I also want to let you go, but none of our brothers believe in Buddhism and won't agree. And our Huachen Sect's Chief Wei is even more unwilling to agree.
Otherwise, if you allow me to persuade them, it may take as long as a month or as little as ten days, and I will give you a satisfactory answer to my uncle?"
"Okay, nephew, it's up to you. The disciples under the young monk have been fighting for more than a month, and they just want to take a break. As long as the monsters over there promise to let the nephew go, the young monk can naturally afford to wait." Nie Hai agreed.
"Huh?" Tianjiu was stunned. He was just saying it casually, but the other party actually agreed. He was anxious and asked with a smile: "Uncle, are you serious about what you said? You're not fooling me, are you?"
"Amitabha, if a monk doesn't tell lies, how can he not keep his word? Isn't my nephew a disciple of Master Huiming? How can a young monk deceive his own disciples! My nephew, just go to the other side to get some nasty monsters.
Xiaoseng's men fought with them in more than ten battles inside and outside Dongcang City. Although they had a slight upper hand, they also suffered heavy casualties. The middle gate of Dongcang was bounded by Bahua Mountain. The north of the mountain was Xiaoseng's territory, and the south of the mountain was taken away by monsters.
.If my nephew can defeat the arrogance of the monster here, it can be regarded as helping the young monk to relieve his anger. The young monk is optimistic about success, Amitabha!"
Tianjiu murmured in his heart: "Damn monk, why are you so kind? It turns out that you are scared of the monster. Hum, you want to see me fight with the monster, but you become a fisherman. It's so beautiful! Hehe, young master
If you don’t stir up the trouble this time, you won’t be the god of plague!”
Tianjiu thought, with a smile on his face, and clasped his fists repeatedly: "It's easy to say, easy to say, uncle, just take a rest, I'm back, monster, I will definitely fight it, uncle will watch it."
After saying that, without waiting for Nie Hai to reply, he swayed and got into the formation.
After Tianjiu disappeared, the old monk who had been standing next to Nie Hai suddenly turned gloomy and shouted coldly: "Junior Brother Nie Hai, what are you doing? Aren't you going to go all out to take down the Immortal Couple Peak? Do you know,
What’s the importance of the topography of Xianlu Peak?”
"Amitabha, Senior Brother Niyuan! Niehai naturally knows the importance of Immortal Couple Peak!" Niehai bowed in response.
"Why didn't you send the order to attack? The ant just now was nothing more than a golden elixir. If you and I join forces, we can destroy him easily. Then we can seize the Immortal Couple Peak. We can expect great success!"
"Senior Brother Niyuan, this son is a lay disciple of Master Huiming. Although he is a golden elixir, it is strange and unfathomable. Even Bei Baifeng cannot kill him. You must have heard of the monk in pants, right?
Yes, this guy is the monk in pants, the best golden elixir in the world!"
"A lay disciple? A monk in shorts? The best golden elixir in the world?" Old monk Niyuan's face twitched.
"Well, don't think that senior brother Yuan Ying is in the middle stage, but facing this kid, I'm sure you have no chance of winning!"
"Really? Junior brother thinks too highly of his opponents!" Niyuan sneered.
"How long can senior brother survive under the claws of the Holy Buddha of my Niehai Sea?"
"Hmph! Last time I competed, I barely managed to survive for twenty breaths."
Nie Hai smiled and slowly raised his left hand: "Brother, please see, the holy armor on my last finger is gone. Don't be surprised, it was taken away by this kid. Nie Hai chased him for hundreds of breaths, except
I lost a piece of holy armor, and I didn’t even catch his skin. Do you think my brother is confident about killing him?"
"Ah...?" Niyuan was stunned.
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"Brother, I see you talking and laughing with that little bald donkey. Do you know each other very well? This Niehai is extremely powerful. Fang knows that it is difficult to defeat him. Otherwise, we would not have decided to retreat so quickly."
As soon as Tianjiufang entered the formation, the ancestor surnamed Fang, who was sitting in the hollow, asked in confusion.
"You're so familiar! I had a fight with him a few days ago, but he didn't catch me to death, so he was naturally impressed with me. Don't look at them. They have been full of bad ideas all day long, and they are just trying to figure out how to kill us.
Elder Fang, when are you going to retreat?"
"No rush, no rush, let's adjust our breathing for one night and then hit the road tomorrow. Don't you still have millions of mortals to take with you? How can you mobilize them without a night?" Elder Fang waved his hand and replied.
"Haha, in that case, how about we go fight with those monsters? Since you have a blood feud with them and you have nothing to do, how about joining me to suppress their arrogant momentum?" Tianjiu chuckled.
"Ah? You still want to fight?" Ji Baichan looked bitterly on the side.
Elder Fang's face changed several times, and finally nodded: "Okay, let's go and fight him. Damn it, I've tolerated them for a long time. With my little brother to take action, Fang will be more confident!"
At this moment, Ke Jing also took the lead and stood up, shouting: "Old Shi, take us with you? I am determined to kill you this time!"
"Okay! Who else is willing to go out with me?" Tianjiu nodded fiercely and then asked.
With a crash, all the brothers from Lingzhu Valley flashed out, even Old Man Lei was eager to try.
Tianjiu's face twitched, and he said harshly: "Wan Bao, Hu Ben, and Yu Zicong, why are you joining in the fun?! Get back! You each lead ten disciples to the three formations. If anything goes wrong, I will take it upon you."
"Yes! Yes!" The three of them were extremely reluctant and looked at Tianjiu's unkind eyes and had no choice but to retreat.
"Old man Lei, you are already old and shabby. Just give out crystals and treasures to your brothers. Your old bones are not enough for monsters to take a bite! Get out of here! The further away you are, the better! Finally,
So that I can stay on the top of the mountain and watch my cave!"
"Ah?" Lei Ming was startled, came to his senses, and immediately turned around and flew away.
"Senior Sister Yan, take some disciples and be responsible for organizing the mortals to evacuate from the east gate. Three deputy peak masters, you are still responsible for keeping an eye on your own area and not giving the enemy any opportunity to take advantage of it!"
Yan Feng hugged hands with the three deputy peak masters and left silently.
"Shouhou, Kejing, bring your brothers and sisters and follow me! Let the others do whatever they are supposed to do!"
"Hey! Where's me?" Kou Yan was anxious.
"You? Are responsible for receiving the head of Ji Da! Also, when I go out, you will be the highest commander here, and keep an eye on everything in the formation!" After Tianjiu finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace in an instant.
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At the southern foot of Immortal Couple Peak, outside the formation, Xuan Kui looked at the Fiery Meteor Formation with disdain on his face: "Uncle Xuanfin, Uncle Blood Dragon, let's attack. Although this sixth-level formation is strong, we have thousands of clouds.
Winged Shark, if we attack for a day and a half, the formation will definitely be broken. If the Monk Clan doesn't take the lead this time, we will be passive again."
The long-faced weirdo frowned and spoke to the silver-armored blood dragon beside him and asked: "Junior Brother Blood Dragon, what do you think? The monk seems to be motionless!"
"Yes, I just saw a masked monk walking out of the formation and murmuring with the young monk for a long time. Are they going to join forces to deal with us?" the silver-armored blood dragon hesitated.
"It's not enough to join forces. The bald donkeys just covet this piece of fat, so there is no reason to join forces! This Immortal Couple Peak is of great value. It is the only prominent area without a large number of high-level monks. I heard that there is a slender passage
Directly connected to the Huachen Sect. This Huachen Sect is poor and has no financial resources to set up a seventh-level formation. We can pass through this place and directly bypass the Beiwei Sect and Danshan Yunge area. Hum, as long as we win this place, we will do it.
Settle the throat leading to Dongling and prepare to attack!"
The weird man with the long face waved his hand, his face showed determination, and he was about to issue an order.
A strange roar came from the Fiery Meteor Array. Before the roar ended, the figure flashed sharply, and a golden elixir monk with a shawl on his face appeared. Then, hundreds of monks fell out one after another. Behind the golden elixir monk, they followed silently.
Here comes an ancestor of Nascent Soul.
Xuan Kui shook his head: "Oh, it's too weak! Just a golden elixir and an ancestor want to stop our 100,000 orc army. It's really an underestimation of one's ability!"
"Damn you bastard! Stop being so silly, I'm here! Gah gah! Your good days are over!" The man in black scarf laughed strangely.
"Uh? Who are you? Why are you hiding your face and refusing to show your true colors?" Xuan Kui narrowed his eyes, his whole body was unconsciously trembling, and a chill filled his subconscious.
"Tch! Damn you bastard, you deserve to see my true face! I have wanted to drink your thousand-year-old turtle soup for a long time. What do you think? Should I let you bleed or do it yourself?" Tianjiu rolled his eyes, the old god said.