Chapter 555

The four foreign monks chose different paths into the mountain, but Yang Junshan finally chose to follow the monk Yuanyong of the Shi family.

Among the four foreign friars, Lan Ying, the friar of the witch family, is the highest in terms of accomplishments; But what makes Yang Junshan feel the most difficult to deal with is the old poison of the barbarian friar.

As for the Buddhist monk yuan Yong and the demon monk Jia He, their accomplishments are similar, and they are almost different from those of Yang Junshan, and they are also the most familiar extraterritorial races of Yang Junshan.

Compared with devil Xiu's naked evil, Yang Junshan is more disgusted with the hypocrisy of the seven evils of the Shi family.

Although the red fog formed by the peach blossom barrier cuts off people's sight and erodes the monk's spiritual consciousness, it can see through dozens of feet in the red fog mountain under the wide cold spiritual eyes of Yang Junshan. Yuanyong's trace has never been rid of Yang Junshan's tracking.

There are thick or thin, high or low peach trees around. Each peach tree is full of bright peach flowers. The closer the thick peach blossom miasma fog is to the peach flowers, the more enchanting the color will become. The enchanting makes people have a fantasy feeling.

Peach blossom miasma, strange sex!

Yuanyong obviously didn't expect that someone would risk the threat of being eroded by peach blossom malaria to enter Hongwu mountain to track his whereabouts, so that when Yang Junshan shot, he was completely caught off guard.

Relying on Guanghan's spiritual eyes and not blocked by peach blossom miasma, Yang Junshan easily went around the monk Yuanyong of the Shi family and laid an ambush in front of him.

When Yuanyong came to an open space, he suddenly felt something different on his head. When he suddenly looked up, he saw that the miasma fog in the air was tumbling down like hot water in a pot. A huge seal suddenly broke and the miasma fog was pressed down on him.

Yuanyong opened his eyes and drank violently. He squatted with his legs open and lifted his hands towards him. Behind him, there was a giant method with wide eyes. His body shape and action were the same as Yuanyong, but his appearance looked fuzzy and abnormal.

The huge Dharma phase suddenly supported the pressed Shanjun seal in the air. The great force of the earth covering seal directly acted on the ground through the Dharma phase. Countless earth waves exploded around, and the whole ground sank a foot deep under Yuanyong's feet.

But at the moment when Yuanyong's magic power could resist Shanjun's seal, the whole ground suddenly shook. Yuanyongton, who tried to support, couldn't stand stably. He stumbled at his feet, and the magic power behind him also shook. The printing surface of Shanjun's seal was shining brightly, and the two powerful hands of the magic power immediately collapsed.

Shanjun Xi, who lost his support, suppressed again. Yuanyong hurriedly mobilized the Buddha yuan in his body, but unexpectedly, the ground suddenly collapsed, a huge crack opened on both sides, Yuanyong's feet were empty, and the whole person fell towards the crack.

Until this time, if Yuanyong didn't realize that someone deliberately killed him again, he would really die.

At the critical moment, Yuanyong stepped in the air under his feet, and the vigorous lotus blossomed under his feet, allowing him to get away when the ground closed, but the magic power behind him was crushed by the falling Mountain King seal because he lost his support.

The breaking of the magic power phase caused a great consumption of Buddha yuan in Yuanyong body, and even the original relic was shocked. Although he got out for the time being, the whole person looked pale and depressed.

"Who attacked the poor monk?"

Yuanyong suddenly drank in his mouth, and an invisible wave rushed out of his mouth. The grass and bushes in front of him fell forward, like a strong wind passing through, and countless petals rustled and fell, as if it were a pink flower rain.

But Yuanyong's eyebrows soon frowned. His roar was actually to find the position of the hidden person, but his opponent seemed to know his means very well, but his plan failed again.

Yuanyong's face suddenly changed and suddenly turned around, but behind him was only the red fog and the outline of the peach tree in the shadow.

The more he couldn't find the trace of his opponent, the color of doubt on Yuanyong's face became more and more heavy, and gradually evolved into a trace of fear. With a trace of panic, he roared: "Lan Ying, I know it's you. Don't think you can hide from the poor monk by changing some means. Only you can hide freely in this peach forest without being found!"

As soon as Yuanyong's voice fell, his feet suddenly tightened, and Yuanyong's look changed greatly. When he was trying to struggle, a huge force came from the ground, and the frightened cry stopped suddenly. Yuanyong was dragged into the ground.

A dull sound came from the ground. The soil layer on the ground in the peach forest fluctuated like waves. People on the whole soft ground could fall into a foot deep with one foot. Occasionally, a loud noise came, and the soil layer on the surface suddenly exploded like a fountain.

A moment later, all the sounds suddenly disappeared, and the whole forest returned to a state of silence. A man suddenly floated from the soft ground and grabbed something with his left and right hands. In his left hand, there was a copper bowl, while in his right hand, there was a glass crystal, which was the relic that Buddhist monks often retained after their death.

The relic is equivalent to the inheritance jade plate of the Buddhist monks. It is the carrier of the inheritance of the Buddhist gods. Even if the foreign monks get the relic, they can't get the inheritance of the Buddhist family.

However, in every relic, there is a trace of the spirit of the sitting Buddhist monk, which is often coveted by others because of its usefulness.

As for the copper bowl, it was one of Yuanyong's portable Buddhist implements. However, the previous fight between the two sides was too fast. Yuanyong didn't even have time to sacrifice. Then he was dragged into the ground by Yang Junshan, and was completely suppressed by Yang Junshan. Although this copper bowl was useful, Yuanyong could only be used for full defense, but he was finally killed by Yang Junshan.

Although Buddhist wares cannot be directly used by human friars, they are quite similar to the magic weapons of human friars. Yang Junshan remembers that later, after being transformed by a master craftsman, they can also be reluctantly used as magic weapons, but their power is slightly inferior to that of the same level.

However, Yuanyong's copper bowl is actually his treasure. There are all kinds of cultivation resources collected by Yuanyong. Although Yang Junshan only glanced at it, he has found several spiritual materials that rarely appear in the cultivation world. He not only thought to himself, are these things obtained by Yuanyong from the foreign world before he came to the cultivation world?

Although the red fog mountain is large, and Yang Junshan also deliberately pulls Yuanyong underground to minimize the movement of double shot fighting, he is still not sure that he will not disturb others after killing Yuanyong.

Especially when the two fought, Yuan Yong once thought that Yang Junshan was one of his companions, the witch friar Lan Ying, and through yuan Yong's mouth, Yang Junshan also learned that Lan Ying seemed to have the means to hide his tracks with the help of trees, which reminded Yang Junshan of the three monks of Jumang tribe of the witch when he entered the vein of Liangyu mountain.

Yang Junshan did not dare to stay here, nor did he continue to go to the top of Hongwu mountain in the direction of Yuanyong. Instead, he walked around the foot of the mountain for a distance before going to the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, not long after Yang Junshan left, a nearby peach tree suddenly disappeared, and then several peach leaves fell on their own, falling in different directions towards the open space in the peach forest.

A moment later, the leaves that fell on the ground suddenly rose again without wind and returned to the original peach branch, and then the whole peach tree began to wither at a very fast speed.

When the withered trunk became rotten and gradually became unable to bear the power of the peach tree itself, the whole peach tree suddenly collapsed, and the sound of "click click" suddenly startled a woodpecker who didn't know to stop on that peach tree.

The woodpecker flapped its wings and flew up. It was obviously very strange in the quiet forest. There were other lives in the red fog mountain filled with peach blossom miasma.

Indeed, there are other lives. Although Yang Junshan did not see such strange scenes, he was immediately attacked by other wild animals. At the moment of the attack, Yang Junshan was also amazed that there are other lives in the poisonous fog.

Yang Junshan also walked into a trap. The dense miasma weakened his spiritual perception. When he noticed that a suffocating breath appeared on his head, he looked up and saw only a huge mouth swallowing towards his head.

The smell from the huge mouth close at hand is not only disgusting, but also fainting toxin.

Yang Junshan's magic power of "shrinking the ground into an inch" was only half done in time, and the whole body was driven by the magic power to roll away in the distance.

Behind him came a muffled sound, which seemed to be the sound of biting empty in a huge mouth, but Yang Junshan could clearly feel that the crisis had not been lifted, and a chill hit his vest.

Yang Junshan didn't even have time to stand up. He simply plunged into the ground, and then something pierced the ground like a long gun.

A few feet away, Yang Junshan had just drilled out of the ground. When he touched the clothes behind him, there were two pierced holes. If he hid in the ground a little slower, he might have been pierced.

But the sneak attacker seems to have a lot of affinity with Yang Junshan, and his means are linked. Before Yang Junshan takes a breath, a strong wind has swept through.

But this time, Yang Junshan was ready. He chopped with one palm in the direction of the strong wind, and a cold blade flew out. There was a dull sound of a sharp blade into the meat in the red fog in the distance, and then a great force came. Yang Junshan's whole body flew back more than ten feet uncontrollably, and then he stood firm.

Secretly calmed down the turbulent Zhenyuan in his body. Yang Junshan finally had time to see who was sneaking in the dark attack, but he saw that in the red fog, a python with almost thigh thickness was wandering between the branches of several peach trees. His oil-green eyes were like two ghost fires, as if they could penetrate the dense red fog. It was chilling to see the position of Yang Junshan at this time.