Chapter 219

Zhou buchen felt that his feet were shaking, as if the mountains were shaking and the earth was shaking. He subconsciously jumped up and suspended in the air.

"What's the matter?" Zhou buchen raised his eyebrows, and a beam of light shrouded him in the twinkling of an eye.

There is also a beam of light covering Luochuan.

"Wake me up again! What's the matter? Say it quickly!" the white bat's tone was very bad.

"Who is that?" Zhou buchen asked in a low voice, feeling the threat of terror.

"It's the white bat that Li Xuangan left behind. Bai Yiqing called it a little bat." Luo Chuan said.

Zhou buchen's eyes brightened again. He laughed and took out the wine pot to have a good drink: "interesting."

"What little bat! I have a name." the white bat's unhappy voice sounded.

"Oh? What's your name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Hum! Listen to me, my name is little bastard." the white bat said triumphantly.

Poof!

Zhou buchen spewed out a mouthful of wine. Luo Chuan also shook violently.

After a while, Zhou buchen asked, "who gave you this name?"

"Stupid! How stupid! You need to ask! Of course it's Li Xuangan!"

"Did he say the meaning of the name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Of course!"

"What did he say?"

"He said that this name represents the most domineering and intelligent existence in the world! You don't know that. How stupid!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou buchen looked at each other and raised their middle fingers to Li Xuangan.

Li Xuangan, how unscrupulous are you?

"Well, little bastard, I've used a bat pattern. You said you could help me accomplish anything." Luo Chuan said.

"Anything is OK except helping you fight and kill and improving cultivation. Don't be greedy! Don't even try to break the rules! I'm very smart!" said the white bat very vigilantly.

Zhou buchen interrupted, "if I want you to help me find a spiritual pulse in the Apocalypse capital, is that ok?"

"No!" white bat refused decisively: "this is to help you improve your cultivation, I can't do it!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou buchen looked at each other, and then smiled faintly: "don't worry, you're so smart, how dare I fool around. I just want you to help me refine some Taoist soldiers, OK?"

"Taoist soldiers? How many? Not too many, and not more accomplishments than you, or it will consume my innate source. I'm not mature yet!" the white bat was still alert.

"Not much, no more than thirty-six." Luo Chuan said calmly.

Zhou buchen took a sip of wine and was happy. How did he not know that Luo Chuan had begun to set up.

"Oh..." the white bat hesitated for a moment: "where are they?"

"It's in the Apocalypse capital. Little bastard, you have great powers and boundless Taoist power. You are definitely the most promising bastard in the Ninth Heaven. It's easy for you to catch them here." Luo Chuan said.

"Of course." the white bat was elated and began to calculate: "thirty six Taoist soldiers, according to the law of Taoist immortal duty, the highest cultivation of Taoist soldiers can only exceed the Taoist master... No problem!"

"Then we've agreed. You can't continue to sleep until you refine them all into Taoist soldiers, or you're a naughty bastard." Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes.

"That's it!" replied the white bat bravely.

"Zhou buchen." Luo Chuan winked at Zhou buchen: "just describe the faces of the 36 people and little bastard."

"Oh, no problem."

On the Bingrong plank road in Lijun mountain in central Beijing, a short old man with a ragged body grabbed a silver scale pangolin with a life of 200 years and chewed it.

The night is dark, the moon is full, and the wind is high.

The old man's face was covered with blood, and minced meat residue could be seen faintly at the corners of his mouth. In front of him and behind him, the bones of strange animals and fierce birds piled up like a mountain.

He squatted on the plank road and wolfed down like no one else. His legs were broken and he couldn't walk. His back was even more torn, with shocking holes, bones and organs faintly visible.

Even so, none of the monks in Zhendan territory on both sides of the plank road dared to come forward.

The short old man who had broken his legs and survived was no one else. He was the famous leftist strongman 500 years ago. He was called the ancestor of the earth devil!

At its peak, GUI Xu's three-level cultivation has two five-level skills. Just because the child was humiliated, one person ran through 12 medium-sized countries, killing five country leaders, one third-class strong Guixu, 28 experts in the infant realm, hundreds of friars in the true Dan realm, and personally tortured and killed a guru.

On the list of leftist demons, it once ranked among the top 15.

Later, he was captured by the national master of Daxia, abolished mana, and imprisoned in Haisha dungeon as an example.

After escaping from the Daxia Taoist temple, more than 50 friars in Zhendan territory were injured at the bottom of his hand. The rest were seriously injured. They even attacked a team of Guard soldiers on Lijun mountain and ate more than 100 fierce birds and animals.

"He's dead! What are you hesitating about? Kill an evil ancestor, reward millions of Yin coins, and taste one of the six Dharma schools!"

On the outside of the plank road, the first friar of the Taoist temple glanced around and shouted low.

The voice fell, and nearly all the monks in the hundred true Dan realm showed their desire, but no one dared to come forward.

"Hum, a group of cowards, look at this way!"

A third-order monk of Zhendan came out of the crowd. His upper body was naked, his skin color was slightly dark, and he exuded copper brilliance in the moonlight. It was obvious that he had reached a certain height in the hardening of his flesh.

With a "Qiang" sound, the friar summoned the flying sword. His body shook and tore the air. In the twinkling of an eye, he appeared five steps behind the earth devil. The flying sword turned into green fire on the Friar's head and besieged the earth devil from all directions.

Looking at the motionless earth devil ancestor, the friar was hot and greedy in his eyes. He has been hiding at the end of the crowd. He just wants to wait until this moment and kill the earth devil when he has the last breath left, so as to gain both fame and wealth.

Until the sword fire came, the earth devil raised his head, squinted at the Friar and spit out two words: "rats!"

Buzz!

The black Qi machine spread like an infinite abyss, enveloping the friars and flying swords. The earth devil's right hand stretched out and shrunk. He clearly had four or five steps to go from the friar, but a beating heart lay in his bloody hand.

The monk fell to the ground and died on the spot.

The old devil's move exposed the empty door. Many sharp eyed friars took the opportunity to summon flying swords and shoot at the old devil. Although the old ancestor of the earth devil cultivated for the third level of returning to emptiness, his mana has long been abolished. He replenished Qi and blood along the way these days. Although he restored his power, he only recovered to the second level of real Dan.

Even so, dozens of flying swords containing Dan gang and Dan Sha were blocked by him with various incredible techniques. As the number of monks and flying swords increased, he gradually became weak and slowed down. There was no worry or panic in his eyes, but he became more and more crazy.

"He can't do it! Try harder!"

"Don't panic! That's a sign of reflection!"

"Hahaha! The old devil is finally going to be killed!"

With the concerted efforts of dozens of friars, the flying sword finally broke through the obstruction of the earth devil's ancestors and will wear ten thousand swords through the heart.

But just then, a white light fell from the sky and wrapped the earth devil's ancestor.

In the twinkling of an eye, the old earth devil disappeared on the Bingrong plank road, leaving only a group of stunned friars.

……

Almost at the same time, the largest restaurant in the lower ring of the Apocalypse capital, the 20 storey drunken fairy Pavilion, was surrounded by nearly 100 Feiyun Taoist soldiers riding flying cranes.

The Taoist soldiers in the real Dan realm arched into a formation and stared nervously at the fat man who drank wine on the 20th floor of the restaurant.

Although the white fat man was fat, when he sat in front of the window and drank, he gave people a feeling of being a beautiful childe. The white fat man just has a fat face, a tall figure, drooping eyebrows, noble and elegant, dignified appearance, and a faint fairy smell all over his body. He is almost a pair of children who play the piano and incense.

No Taoist soldiers dared to come forward. Even if they knew that the fat man in the building had retreated greatly, only the skill of Zhendan realm was seriously injured. The Taoist soldiers just watched with vigilance and kept in formation.

Even though he has been held in Haisha dungeon for more than 300 years, no one will forget that in the rainy night 300 years ago, he sneaked into Tiannan law enforcement League alone and killed the Baimei old devil who retreated after killing four ancestors!

GUI Xu's three-level cultivation, two unique skills of the five grades, once ranked among the top ten of the Tiannan left evil list, and was proficient in a treacherous assassination skill.

It was not until the great Xia national master came forward that he captured him, abolished his mana, imprisoned Haisha dungeon, eroded his flesh day and night, and deterred the outsiders in the south of the world.

"Haven't people arrived yet?" the Taoist commander asked in a low voice.

"Ten orders have been issued. All the experts in huayingjing transferred from shanghuan are chasing other ancestors. So far, none of them have come here."

"Hum, they bully the soft and fear the hard, and the white eyebrow old devil is the same. Only the skill of the real Dan realm is left, but no one dares to come!" Leng hum, the commander of the Taoist army, said: "send another transfer order!"

"Here!"

I don't know when it began to rain. The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Baimei old devil drank wine, looked at the rain, coughed up blood and smiled: "I'm afraid the killing night this year is coming again. I really want to go back and have a look."

In front of Zuixian building, the misty rain was hazy, and the strong aroma of wine was swirling in the rain. The soldiers of Feiyun Taoist priest were suddenly intoxicated.

When they recovered and looked at the top floor of the attic, the elegant white browed old devil had disappeared. Who would have believed that there was an old devil drinking there if it were not for the dumping of lingguo wine on the ground and the corpses of Taoist soldiers all over the building?

In the rainy night of the Apocalypse capital, the old demons and ancestors who had not been killed and hid around the third ring road almost disappeared at the same time, leaving only the dull looking chasing monks.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

……

On the white bat square in front of the mountain city, people continue to fall.

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen... Nineteen, twenty."

Luo Chuan and Zhou buchen stood by and counted with their fingers.

"There are only twenty left." Luo Chuan finally determined the number.

"It's really miserable." Zhou buchen hugged his arms and sneered: "nearly half of them were killed."