Not far from the top of the mountain, Li Sao and her group were climbing quickly.
At this time, we are only less than a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain.
"Not good!"
"Something happened!"
With a look from Senior Brother Li De, the other three true disciples beside him had already escaped into the air, and were speeding towards the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye.
The remaining words "Li Sao", "Farewell", "Li Ge" and "Li Sorrow" can only be followed closely.
……
The top of the mountain, which was extremely chaotic just now, now seems extremely peaceful.
In addition to the water flowing all over the sky, the mountains and rocks are full of bright red bloodstains.
Occasionally, you can still see fragmented corpses.
Qi Gaohan panted and climbed up to the shore. He glanced over and found that almost all the righteous monks had been wiped out.
Fortunately, he had asked everyone to summon the Gangqi Protective Body before, and although they were all injured, their lives were saved.
He sighed and turned his eyes, just in time to see the Fish Scale House not far away, with the water flowing under the bright moonlight and becoming more solid.
In front of the fish scale house, there was Li Chen who had fallen to the ground. His face was pale, and it seemed that the spell consumption just now was not small.
While he was meditating, there was a sudden noise behind him, but it was bubbles emerging from the water.
Qi Gaohan frowned slightly, and immediately dived into the water without caring about his injuries.
When he came up again, there was a figure holding on his shoulders. He was also wearing a Confucian shirt and was a little thinner. He had just been burned by Li Chen's flames and jumped into the river again. At this time, his eyes were blurred and his face was pale.
Qi Gaohan was shocked when he saw him. He quickly laid him flat on the ground and shook out the pain in his heart.
This person is none other than his junior disciple Qu Zushi.
He is the youngest Xuanyan Academy disciple who entered the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Hessions this time.
Due to his extraordinary agility since he was a child, he was accepted by his master very early, but his cultivation was ultimately weaker than others.
Phew~
Qu Zushi rolled his eyes and made a sound of "ho ho" in his throat. Qi Gaohan poured in a burst of zhenqi and suddenly spit out a large mouthful of cold water.
"Cough cough cough cough~"
After coughing for a while, Qu Zushi finally regained some consciousness. When he saw Qi Gaohan in front of him, he was obviously relieved: "Senior brother~"
"Are you dead too?"
Qi Gaohan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"We're still a little short of that."
"Still alive?"
Just then, a sound of gnashing teeth came: "Devodatta! Devadatta!"
Qi Gaohan was slightly startled, and looked intently, but he was the fourth-generation chief disciple of Zhulong Temple, a quasi-leaf monk who is known as a once-in-a-century Zen soul boy.
At the same time, he was also one of the few people still standing in the aftermath of the explosion.
Monk Zhun Ye had a look of horror in his eyes, and he trembled in his mouth as he chanted 'Devodatta'.
Devadatta is the cousin of Buddha Sakyamuni and the biological brother of Ananda Arhat, the Buddha’s attendant.
It is also recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that he was "born during the eclipse on April 7th, and was one foot, five feet and four inches in length". "His surname is a monk, he is smart, has great spiritual power, and has a good appearance."
At the same time, he is also the incarnation of the devil in the Buddha. He has attempted to kill the Buddha several times, so he is called the devil Buddha.
Monk Zhun Ye has an innate magic weapon, the leprosy dragon residual fire shield, to protect his body.
Although the movement just now was loud, it was all blocked by the Leylong Fire Barrier, and he became the least injured person in the field.
"Cough cough cough~"
Monk Zhun Ye gradually calmed down and suppressed the fear in his heart. Instead, there was a hint of viciousness in his eyes.
Even Qi Gaohan, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but frown and thought to himself: There is no trace of compassion in this monk.
On the contrary, it was the young monk from the Sesshou Temple who did not take advantage of others' danger at this time and appeared to be upright and upright.
"Amitabha."
At this time, Monk Zhunye had already walked up to Qi Gaohan, clasped his hands together, and hummed: "Almsgiver Qi, the demon monk from the Killing Life Temple is born, and we must not leave any future troubles. This is when he is weak, so please join us."
Subjugate demons."
"Yes, senior brother! There is only one person in that monk right now. It's time to take advantage of his illness and kill him!"
Qu Zushi glanced in Lichen's direction, feeling somewhat eager to give it a try.
Qi Gaohan's eyes turned cold and he glanced at him instead: "The beauty of a gentleman is the beauty of an adult; the evil of an immature man. The opposite is true of a villain."
"But senior brother, there is a reward for the Black Stone... that is an innate magic weapon!"
"Brother, you..."
Qu Zushi wanted to say something more, but Qi Gaohan glared at him, so he could only swallow the second half of the sentence in despair.
However, there is still a bit of dissatisfaction on the face.
"After I go back, I will copy "The Admonitions of the Saints" a hundred times. I won't be able to step out of the academy until I finish copying it!"
After Qi Gaohan finished speaking coldly, he turned around and walked away limping.
Monk Zhun Ye's eyes narrowed, knowing that there was no way to start with him, so he looked in Li Chen's direction more urgently.
"The devil monk comes to the world and brings disaster to southern Xinjiang!"
At this time, Li Chen was obviously too exhausted. Monk Zhun Ye's eyes flickered and he thought to himself: He must not miss this opportunity to kill him!
At that moment, he no longer hesitated and roared angrily: "Demon monk! Give back my junior brother's life!"
After saying that, he waved the fire-coiled dragon stick and hit Li Chen.
At this time, Li Chen was still guarding the entrance of the Fish Scale House, with a slightly cold expression on his face. Unexpectedly, there was another fish that slipped through the net.
He stood up slowly. The moon-white monk's robes on his body had long become tattered, but under the silver-white moonlight, he was reflected in scarlet.
Li Chen clasped his hands together, glanced at the moon in the sky, and gently pronounced the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha."
The next moment, Li Chen's figure suddenly appeared beside Monk Zhun Ye. He stretched out his hand and a 'swastika' symbol flew out from his palm.
Apparently, Monk Zhun Ye didn't know that Li Chen had been helped by the "Su Nv Jing" of the three women, and at this time he had recovered 70% of his strength.
His face immediately showed horror, and he was about to dodge aside in a hurry, but his body was unable to move, and he watched helplessly as the golden light of the word 'swastika' was printed on his body.
Buzz~
Another loud noise.
It’s still the skinned dragon’s remnant fire cover, covering Monk Zhun Ye like a big bell.
When the 'swastika' symbol fell on it, it made a sound of gold and iron.
Roar~
Mixed with the roar of the dragon.
Click~
However, the leprous on the residual fire cover has experienced repeated injuries. At this time, only half of the dragon's horns on its head were broken, and the incomplete scales on its body were once again exposed.
Buzz~
The golden light dissipated, and the Leylong Fire Barrier finally gathered away the golden light and completely absorbed it into Monk Zhun Ye's body.
Li Chen's eyes narrowed, this leprous dragon fire shield is by no means an ordinary magic weapon.
But this time, Master Ye was not so lucky.
His face was turned pale by the roar of the dragon just now, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, mouth and nose.
He rolled his eyes and passed out immediately.
Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.
At this moment, Li Chen no longer held back his hands, and used his hands to form the palm of a knife to slash out a sharp sword energy without any hesitation.
It is the sword technique of "Wugou Slash".
With just one move, the palm passed over the monk's face, leaving no trace.
But Monk Zhunye has lost all hope.
[Monk Zhun Ye was imprisoned in the Infinite Dungeon and endured the torture of Infinite Hellfire. I hope he can honestly tell everything he knows and successfully reform as soon as possible.]
ps: monthly tickets, recommended tickets, come to the bowl~
