Chapter 622

Outside Xishan village, the Buddhist monk Lingtong venerable looked disdainful and turned a rune paper recorded in his hand into fly ash.

"It seems that you need to go and have a try in person!"

The worshipper of Lingtong rose up, condensed from white lotus flowers under his feet, and fell directly outside the entrance of Xishan village.

At the moment when Lingtong Zun soared into the sky, Su Baozhang and Yang Junping had found each other's trace. They saw lotus growing at each other's feet, as well as their clothes and special hairstyle. They both knew that the visitor should be a Buddhist monk, and should be a Buddhist warrior equivalent to a real person!

Outside the village, at the moment when Lingtong Zun stood still, there was a thunder rolling in the sky above the west mountain, and then a thunder light suddenly fell from the fog on the top of the west mountain to the direction of Lingtong Zun.

The worshipper of Lingtong gave a cold hum in his mouth, but he looked a little solemn. He shouted a Buddha's horn in his mouth, pushed one hand in front of him, and a golden Buddha Gang began to condense in front of him, forming a golden glass barrier flashing with strange light.

With a crisp sound of "crackle", dense cracks appeared at the position where the glass barrier was split by the thunder, and then several common lines extended outward, but the thunder was really resisted.

"It really deserves to be the most domineering thunder light magic power of the Terran. The way of the Terran array is also wonderful, but that's all. It's not ready to break the Buddha's light glass wall!"

With a confident smile, Lingtong Zun walked through the shield of the array and walked towards the village.

At the moment when the figure of Lingtong venerable entered Xishan village, the fog that had been shrouded on the top of Xishan Mountain for many years suddenly surged and began to spread in all directions. Finally, the area covered by the five elements thunder light treasure array was shrouded. From a distance, it was like a maze completely covered by the fog.

In a wilderness more than a hundred miles away from Mengyu County, the barbarian friar Shan Li looked at the burly Buddhist friar in coarse cloth clothes with several patches on it and asked, "monk, why are we blocking our way?"

Holding the Buddha ceremony, the Buddhist monk bowed slightly and said, "I'm Jiahui. I've heard that Taoist Shanli of the barbarian family is far better than the friars of the same level in terms of tribal totem cultivation. Today, I'm here to ask for advice!"

Shan Li smiled and said: "We used to like fighting, but there are still some things around us today. Just wait a moment. When we settle a village over there, we'll come back and compete with you. It seems that you're practicing hard. It's said that although you have few people, you can fight best. Unlike the seven wonderful veins, which are always smooth, we've long wanted to compete with you."

Jiahui smiled and said, "since Taoist friends have long wanted to compete, it's better to collide with the sun when we choose the day. Isn't it just that we've done it? Why come and go, and the people waiting for us are anxious."

Shanli sneered and said, "don't deceive me. I'm so stupid. You're a hard-working guy. How can you be so clever when you show up here to block our way? Isn't there a trap waiting for the Lingtong in the village ahead? Although we don't like the Lingtong's arrogance, we also know that you've always been at odds with the Qimiao one!"

Jiahui was stunned when she heard the speech, but he didn't explain. He just whispered a Buddhist name and still stood in front of Shanli.

"But," he said, listening to the tone of the mountain at this time, "since it's a trap, we old man won't make do with the past. If it's not good to sink ourselves in, come and come, so we've done one. Since you monk's key is seven wonderful veins, it's right for us to fight with you!"

Jiahui has not yet reacted, but she sees that Shanli opposite has already shot and sprinkled four bones and teeth. However, she sees a giant beast FA Xiang suddenly appear, opens his bloody mouth and bites on Jiahui's head.

In the swamp, the Taize demon king still fought with the three people, such as immortal Tang Li. After Yang Junshan tried to weaken the demon array shrouded in the demon nest, it became weaker and weaker under the repeated attacks of two schools of friars, such as Zhang Yueming and Yan Dazhi. However, the Taize demon king did not pay attention to this, and still fought with the three real people, and the whole swamp was over The turbulent situation changed, especially after the demon king turned into the original form of the body, the three people, such as immortal tasteli, who could have the upper hand, could only fight a draw with the demon king at most.

At this time, under the leadership of Bao Yuer, Yang Junshan has touched into the cave of the Taize demon king.

However, at the moment when they stepped into the cave, Yang Junshan suddenly felt it, smiled and said, "little fish, your opponent is coming!"

There was no sound of Bao yu'er behind Yang Junshan. Yang Junshan knew that Bao yu'er had also found the trace of each other. The battle between the two ghost friars was about to be staged.

Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly looked behind a stone pillar in front of him to the left, and then a flickering light suddenly burst out there, instantly hitting each other dozens of times, and two dark shadows appeared after the stone pillar, followed and disappeared.

A moment later, Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and looked behind him. His two eyes stared at the corner of the entrance of the cave as if they were real. A sharp howl hit the place where his eyes looked. A scream came from there. A figure had just started from there, and a mountain rock had been chiseled through. Bao Yuer also flashed out after him, toward the hidden body When the shadow chased away, it immediately broke away from Yang Junshan's perception range.

Yang Junshan didn't catch up, but continued to walk towards the cave. At the same time, he observed everything around the cave, but found that it looked very simple and there were many moving traces on the ground. Obviously, the original furnishings in the cave had been moved, which further confirmed Yang Junshan's previous speculation that the demon king Taize had already understood the news of the joint siege of the two factions, And has already begun to talk about the transfer of everything in the demon nest to other places, and there must be a secret way to the outside world in the demon nest.

At this time, Bao Yuer suddenly came back from a channel in the cave and shouted, "come on, I have found a treasure of the Taize demon king!"

With a flash of frost in Yang Junshan's eyes, without saying a word, he split his palm towards the oncoming Baoyu.

"Ah --"

Bao Yuer screamed, and her figure shook. The person had been more than ten feet away, but the ground on which she stood was cut by an invisible cold awn, a crack several feet deep, and the whole cave shook with her.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? It's me!" Bao Yu asked angrily.

Yang Junshan smiled: "fantasy family? Unfortunately, his ability is still lower. He can't deceive me!"

Yang Junshan's wrist shook, and a rope wrapped around the "wrapped fish" like a swimming snake.

But see "Bao Yu" mouth corner set off a strange smile, in the "snake twist" entanglement of the moment, the whole people as a bubble general collapse, the snake twisted a space.

"Change the magic power?"

Yang Junshan sneered: "it's not as good as the hidden talent of the ghost family!"

However, he saw a copper mirror suddenly in his hand and swayed in front of him. Within a radius of more than ten feet in front of the cave, it was covered by the light of the copper mirror. There was a sudden exclamation on the stone edge, which was a necessary place in Yang Junshan, but he saw that the stone edge suddenly moved like a living creature.

But Yang Junshan was faster, and a long bow in his hand did not know what time he had opened. As the bowstring was rattling, an arrow was not blown into the stone ribs, and a cry of pain came. The original stone had disappeared. When Yang Junshan came to the nearest place, he saw a pool of blood on the ground. But the monk of the magic family had lost sight. Obviously knew that the enemy had escaped.

Yang Junshan continued to walk forward. At this time, he suddenly heard a sound of gold and iron. This sound was very strange. It often exploded into a piece like firecrackers. Suddenly it stopped, and then it exploded again.

This is the typical fighting method between the ghost friars. The instant of face-to-face is a short instant outbreak. After a blow, he quickly retreats and waits for the opportunity. If he has another chance, it is another short instant outbreak!

When Yang Junshan arrived, the life and death struggle between the two ghost friars had reached the last moment, but it was Bao Yuer who completely fell into the disadvantage!

This made Yang Junshan a little stunned. As far as he knew, once the ghost monk fell into the disadvantage, he would turn around and run away. He wouldn't be entangled at all. Yang Junshan heard the news before and thought that Bao Yuer's fight with the other party didn't fall into the disadvantage, so he came to help.

Bao Yuer obviously fell into the disadvantage in front of him, but he was never forced to death by his opponent, but he didn't retreat. On the contrary, he also took the initiative to entangle and tangle. Can it be said that Bao Yuer has completely forgotten the instinct of the ghost family because he was kidnapped by him since childhood and later accepted as a ghost by Tigress?

"What are you waiting for? Come and help!" Bao Yuer said urgently.

As soon as Yang Junshan patted her head, what ghost instinct? It was clear that Bao Yuer was unscrupulous because she still had helpers on her side!

Yang Junshan had not yet made a move, but the ghost friar withdrew. He reacted very quickly and immediately carried forward the ghost style. Seeing that there were many people on the other side, he had to withdraw.

Unfortunately, Bao yu'er had expected him to do so, and under the shadow of Yang Junshan's spiritual consciousness, he could not hide his deeds at all.

Yang Junshan stepped on the ground. More than ten feet away, a figure stumbled out of the void. The whole person looked like drunk.

At this time, a short dagger caught up like the foot of the tarsal bone, and went straight behind the figure. The man's body suddenly stiffened, then fell to the ground and twitched, and the blood under him flowed out like a waterfall.

The short dagger jumped in the air like a clever fish, and the blade had cut the throat of the ghost monk.

Bao Yuer's figure was revealed not far away. However, Bao Yuer was full of joy. He came to the ghost monk's body step by step, broke his fingers and took down a ghost weapon like a brush.