"When the elders left, they never thought of searching again!"
"Stop talking nonsense! These evil gods are hiding so far away, it's too late! Disperse quickly!"
Chen Country, close to the direction of Mori Country.
The original hills with sparse vegetation were gradually replaced by an endless sea of dense trees.
Mid-air.
Hundreds of streams of light were like scattered fireworks, scattering in all directions while avoiding various disasters such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning falling from the sky.
However, farther away, there were a huge number of incense monks who were embarrassed and quickly intercepted these scattered streams of light.
There is no nonsense. The two sides were already on the same level. The moment they met, they immediately used their best. Countless incense and Taoist spells were intertwined with the spells and magic weapons of the Nascent Soul monks of the Great Jin Dynasty. Collide together!
The sea of trees below was quickly swept away by the raging mana. Countless old trees were pulled up from the ground, broken and then rolled and flew into the distance.
Although these Incense Tao monks are numerous in number, the Da Jin monks have advanced Taoism and more sophisticated skills after all. Even though their numbers are far inferior to those of the Incense Tao monks, they only have a slight disadvantage.
Even some people who have understood the Taoist secrets, even though they are limited by Chen Guo's lack of spiritual energy of heaven and earth, can raise their hands to cast spells with far beyond ordinary power. They can easily kill opponents in the formation, making the Incense Tao monks fearful. Incomparable.
In the sky in the distance, several figures with unusual appearances quietly emerged.
They are watching the battlefield while always paying attention to their surroundings.
It was the evil gods of the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom who were lucky enough to survive after being chased away by Lu Zhuangmei and others during the previous round of siege against Yao Wudi.
Staring quietly, without any intention of taking action.
Even when he saw his incense monk being beheaded, he only frowned slightly and returned to normal.
In their eyes, these Incense Dao monks are not much different from the enemy Dajin monks.
No more, just keep cultivating them. Anyway, there will be as many surrendered monks and ordinary mortals as you want.
As long as there are enough mortals, it is just a little more effort.
What they really care about and fear are the god-transforming monks of the Jin Dynasty...
Observed carefully for a while.
The monks of the Great Jin Dynasty were defeated one by one by the Xianghuo Road.
Smiles finally appeared on the faces of the evil gods:
"The gods of Da Jin and Da Yan have not come to support them for so long... It seems that they really have none. ”
“Okay! ”
"Haha!"
"This is God's will!"
"We must not miss this opportunity, go and wipe out the Jin Dynasty!"
A jackal head is full of shortcomings Mao's evil eyes rolled slightly:
“Don’t be impatient, let’s test one or two first... If we use this as bait, we are all no more than third-class gods. Except for the divine realm, we are not much stronger than these monks, but we are far from those transformed ones. The opponent of the divine monk.”
"That's right!"
"What the jackal-headed god said makes sense!"
Several human-looking evil gods were chatting in a polite manner.
The jackal-headed god didn’t say much either.
His eyes swept towards the fighting crowd.
Suddenly his eyes narrowed.
However, I saw a Taoist in Tsing Yi who was good at using ice magic was constantly freezing and slowing down a monk of Incense Tao, while another middle-aged female cultivator who had condensed the magic of Tao was walking among these delayed bodies. Among the monks of Incense Road, it is like entering a deserted place.
Use a wooden sword to drive the power of heaven and earth, cutting down bright sword lights one after another.
Every time the head of an Incense Tao monk is chopped off, the sword light becomes stronger and stronger.
Those who stand in the way make things easy.
Everyone is afraid of it!
The jackal-headed god immediately took notice.
Immediately put my palms together and bowed slightly to the sky.
Immediately, a phantom of a full moon appeared, shooting down a ray of moonlight and falling towards the middle-aged female cultivator.
The middle-aged female cultivator was immediately alarmed and quickly turned around to avoid it.
However, the moonlight suddenly trembled, and a phantom of a jackal jumped out of it, heading straight for the middle-aged female cultivator's fontanel!
This change was obviously beyond her expectation, and she was knocked into it instantly.
His body suddenly froze, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes.
How could the surrounding Incense Dao monks miss such a rare and excellent opportunity? Countless spells immediately poured down on them.
Even though the Taoist in Tsing Yi, who was good at using ice magic, tried his best to use ice barriers to protect her, the female cultivator still turned into ashes in an instant...
In the sky, blood rain suddenly fell.
"Fellow Daoist Liu."
There is almost no change in Taoist Qingyi's eyes. In this short period of time, too many people have left. No matter how big the matter is, it is difficult for him to make any progress. Waves.
But what happened to the monk named Liu from the Changsheng Sect just now made him immediately alert:
"Be careful, everyone."
"The evil god has taken action."
He quickly transmitted the message to the surroundings.
However, even if there is a reminder, when the gap reaches a certain level, it cannot be prevented by just being careful.
For example, the female cultivator surnamed Liu of the Changsheng Sect is already a profound Taoist among the crowd, but they cannot withstand the sneak attack. How can others be spared.
After a few breaths, another ray of moonlight suddenly fell from the shadow of the full moon in the sky!
The moonlight illuminated a person, and then the person groaned and stagnated, and was beaten by the incense monks on the spot until his bones and flesh melted, and his body and soul were destroyed...
"Retreat!"
"Return to the clan quickly!"
Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly became distraught.
With the methods of evil gods, they are already in a tough battle, how can they withstand the plot of these evil gods.
If you stay here, you will be wiped out sooner or later. It is better to break out of the encirclement with all your strength, return to the sect, and use the sect's formation to fight or even fight back. This is the most appropriate method, and it is also the basis for the sect masters and elders to leave with peace of mind.
After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, even if the three sects are temporarily without the cultivators of the gods, as long as they stabilize their position, they can still stand at the top of this world with their incomparable profound foundation.
If you can't hold on like this, you can only blame the younger generation for their incompetence.
But everyone is not a mortal. They knew that if they fled in a hurry, they would only be defeated by the enemies one by one. Therefore, instead of fleeing immediately, they tried their best to use their own methods to suppress the situation. Move the entire formation toward the outside.
This is why the monks of the three sects and one clan of the Great Jin Dynasty trust each other so much that they can achieve such smoothness.
The evil gods who saw this scene from a distance didn't care, but the smiles on their faces grew stronger.
The jackal-headed god nodded with satisfaction:
"Okay! Even the Yuanying monks who understood the secret of Taoism did not die in battle. It seems that the gods of Jin Dynasty are really dead. , we will take action now..."
He finished his words.
In the distance from the direction of Mori Country, a loud shout was suddenly heard:
"Don't panic, everyone. The ghost market in Senguo is guarding the place. The song is here!"
The voice came from afar.
But I saw a middle-aged monk wearing a large brown robe, sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, eyes as sharp as swords, holding an octagonal box in his hand, coming out of the air!
More than ten Nascent Soul cultivators flew in behind him.
Beside him, a monk with a huge head and strange appearance attracted some people's attention.
"Taoist Stork?"
Taoist Bing raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi in the crowd suddenly looked gloomy.
The two of them were captured by this person in a sneak attack in the past. They were caught at the bottom of the lake and the Taoism was forcibly extracted.
Although they vaguely knew that there was something hidden at this moment, they had already recovered, but it was really difficult to develop friendly feelings.
It's just that I can't have an attack right now.
My eyes moved slightly, but I saw a few familiar faces among this group of people.
The missing golden elixir disciple Lu Yu from Heart Sword Peak, the missing disciple Nascent Soul cultivator Qiao Chunan from Dragon Blood Peak...
His eyes swept over the monks such as Qu Zhongqiuhe.
At this moment, Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi suddenly felt enlightened.
In the song, he is holding an octagonal box in his hand, facing an astonishing number of incense monks in front of him.
He looked not at all flustered.
Open the lid of the octagonal box.
Suddenly, streaks of seven-colored light flew out and rushed towards the crowd!
This brilliance was extremely fast. Even though these Incense Tao monks tried their best to dodge, they were still hit quickly. Their faces showed sadness, joy, sorrow and anger, and the movements of their hands slowed down a few beats. Those with higher levels of cultivation can still resist, but those with lower level of cultivation can hardly control themselves in an instant, and they will be killed by Da Jin monks with sharp eyes and quick hands.
far away.
Several evil gods breathed a sigh of relief:
“I thought they were the transformed gods of the Jin Dynasty, but it turns out they are just Nascent Soul monks...”
Jackal Head There was a hint of coldness on God's face:
"It just happened to be eradicated here."
He folded his hands and bowed to heaven again.
The shadow of the full moon in the sky lit up, and a ray of moonlight fell again!
"Guard Qu, be careful!"
Although Hu Zaixi was angry at Qu Zhongqiu and sensed the danger, he couldn't help but warn him immediately.
Qu Zhongqiu’s face slightly condensed.
The next moment, a large-headed figure suddenly appeared in front of Qu Zhongqiu, raising his hand to greet Yuehua!
Just as he was greeting him, a blazing and pure flame instantly rose above his palm!
“The Great Sun Fire!?”
“How can he know the Great Sun Fire?!”
There are many Wanxiang Sect monks here. Seeing this scene, they couldn’t help but change their color slightly. .
Only Taoist Bing connected the cause and effect, and a suspicion flashed through his mind.
The flames on the palms collided with the moonlight, and they annihilated each other silently.
The stork Taoist stood with his hands tied, facing the mountains in the distance.
His eyes swept across Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi, a flash of apology flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the evil gods in the distance with a solemn expression.
"I am under Guan Ao."
"Now is not the time to talk, Guard Qu, please cooperate with everyone and retreat quickly!"
"I will stop these evil gods!"
"Guan Ao?!"
"The deputy master of Tianyuan Palace who died in Xihai Kingdom?"
The surrounded Changsheng Sect monks looked shocked, and the Wanxiang Sect monks looked even more shocked.
In the past, his death in the Xihai Kingdom shocked the country for a while.
Everyone has long accepted this fact, but they did not expect that this dead person would appear here.
In Taoist Bing's eyes, there was nothing unexpected.
It is not only physical cultivation, but also the extremely rare Great Sun Divine Fire, and it comes hand in hand with Qu Zhongqiu.
With the charisma and methods of the already defeated Elder Xun, it was too simple to hide the truth from everyone's eyes, save Guan Ao, and make him cooperate with his plan.
It's just that no one thinks about it.
The only thing that made him have some doubts was that even though the deputy palace master Tianyuan was extremely capable, he was not Yao Wudi after all.
Can you have such ability to stop these evil gods?
Even the former Yao Wudi, who had reached the realm of perfection with Nascent Soul, could not defeat many with one person. How could this Guan Palace Master do it?
But this is not the time to think about this.
The monks on the Dajin side quickly cooperated with Qu Zhongqiu, and the distance between them quickly narrowed, and the number of Incense Dao monks in the middle was also rapidly decreasing.
Guan Ao did not take action, standing high in the air, staring at the evil gods in the distance.
It seems to be ready to take action from the evil gods at any time.
The next moment.
The evil gods in the distance finally couldn't hold themselves back and flew over quickly.
The head of one of them is like a round pot, with bulging sides and a sunken middle. The eyebrows and corners of the eyes are elongated.
Staring at Guan Ao, he sneered coldly:
"You want to stop us? This is so outrageous!" "Here comes the spoon!"
After the words fell, a large iron spoon appeared from the void and fell silently towards Guan Ao!
at the same time.
Below Guan Ao, a shadow of firewood appeared, seeming to hold him on the fire.
Guan Ao's eyes narrowed slightly. The iron spoon came so fast that even though he was a physical practitioner and couldn't react in time, he couldn't dodge it at all.
But he seemed to have no intention of dodging.
The body swelled rapidly, and there seemed to be a mottled and turbid shadow looming around the body surface!
He crossed his arms, bent his body slightly, and was instantly hit hard by the big iron spoon!
But then it quickly flew up into the air, looking a little embarrassed, but not injured.
"Dao domain!?"
"No, it looks a bit incomplete..."
Some of the monks in the Jin Dynasty couldn't help but be surprised.
On the opposite side, the expressions of the evil gods also changed slightly!
"God's Domain...the God-Transformation Monk? No, he is clearly not a God-Transformation, how could he have mastered the God's Domain?"
"No wonder he dares to put down his arrogance!"
On the contrary, The monks from the Wanxiang Sect, such as Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi, who had personally experienced the extraction of Taoism, suddenly thought of something.
“It’s the ones Elder Xun made before…”
With Dao Domain in his body, the biggest gap between Guan Ao and Xie Shen was immediately eliminated.
However, the evil gods at this moment showed happy smiles:
“I didn’t expect that one was missing.”
“Yes, but still Good thing you showed up so early, otherwise what if you were alone? If you encounter him, I'm afraid he will capsize in the gutter if you are not careful."
"It's a good thing. A few of us quickly dealt with this person, and the Jackal God and the Bag God went to take care of it. These Jin monks will avoid long nights and many dreams.”
"Good!"
"Just what I want!"
Several evil gods quickly exchanged opinions with each other, and then pounced on Guan Ao and the Jin monks...
……
Sen Country, ghost market.
The ghost market teleportation array slowly lights up.
Then the light dimmed, revealing seven or eight of the figures.
One of the young monks was wearing the standard light yellow robe of the Diwu Palace.
Although his face is unremarkable and his temperament is quite quiet, there is a fascinating sparkle as he looks around.
Obviously his cultivation is not advanced among the crowd, but among the crowd, he seems to be the leader.
Outside the teleportation array, a handsome middle-aged monk holding a folding fan seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw the person coming, he immediately stepped forward with a respectful face and saluted the young monk:
" Lord.”
Young monk Weiwei. Nodding:
"You did a good job before. I already know it. Take me there quickly... How is the situation at Qu Zhenshou's place now?"
Ji Lan didn't dare to waste it. Time, while rapidly moving through the void, built formation patterns.
He responded:
"After I sent Qu Zhengshou there, Qu Zhengshou asked me to come back first and wait for the Sect's support to arrive. The details are not clear. I only know that the evil god is there... Okay. ”
In just half a sentence, he quickly completed the construction of a teleportation array.
In front of everyone, a temporary teleportation array was formed.
The young monk looked calm.
He already knew some information before, and now he just wanted to confirm it.
Then he waved the long sleeves of his robe and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, join me in welcoming our fellow disciples back to the sect!"
The gods of the Wanxiang Sect are all He has ascended to heaven, but he cannot tolerate the wanton bullying of these evil gods.
After that, he walked in first.
The figures behind him immediately followed without hesitation.
……
‘Bang! ’
A few cracks are faintly visible in the sky, which are quietly closing.
The height of the sky also seems to be falling quietly.
A figure with a huge head fell from mid-air like a meteor and fell to the ground.
But after a short moment, it struggled to fly up from the ground and soared into the sky quickly.
Most of the flesh and bones on the body have disappeared, but under the nurturing of his powerful blood, they grew crazily, and in the blink of an eye, they were intact as before.
It was just the aura on his body, but it still inevitably fell.
The mottled Dao realm lingering around him has also dimmed a lot, and is almost transparent.
He was completely unaware, gritting his teeth and looking at the evil gods in front of him.
“You guys, that’s all!”
The evil gods looked embarrassed.
They did not expect that the combined power of several gods could not quickly kill this monk who was already infinitely close to becoming a god. Instead, they had been delayed until now.
“This person’s physical body is really too troublesome!”
One of the evil gods with a face as thin as paper couldn't help but angrily said to the jackal-headed god and bag god who were hunting the Jin monks not far away:
"What are you still dawdling about!"
The jackal-headed god and the evil god with a bulging body, a wide face and a big mouth, and full of wrinkles couldn't help but look dark when they heard the other party's voice of dissatisfaction.
The jackal-headed god said coldly:
"Our means are limited and we can only target them one by one. If not, you can take action yourself!"
"It's, it's...Gululu..."
Butai God spoke hesitantly, and as he spoke, he suddenly opened his huge mouth.
Suddenly a pile of dead bones was spit out.
Then he aimed at a Dajin monk who had no time to dodge. His wrinkled face suddenly tightened, and his mouth was like an open bag. He sucked the monk in and then quickly closed it. .
The bag-like mouth chewed and turned quickly, and then quickly spit out a pile of bones again.
"Hmph!"
The Kitchen God, whose head looked like an iron pot, snorted coldly, suddenly pulled away from the siege of Guan Ao, and instead went towards the nearby Dajin monks.
"I'll go faster, so as not to teach these monks to escape and cause trouble!"
The big iron spoon quickly disappeared, and then suddenly reappeared on the head of a Dajin Nascent Soul monk, Knock it hard!
The monk's Tianling Cap was suddenly shattered, and his soul flew away in an instant.
"Master Yuan!"
The Nascent Soul monks of the Changsheng Sect couldn't help but look sad.
The Kitchen God raised his hand and made a move.
The big iron spoon appeared in his palm, he brought the bottom of the spoon dipped in blood to his lips, and took a sip on the bottom of the spoon with his tongue, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
“It’s really ironing!”
"Don't worry, come one by one!"
He suddenly understood why the Jackal God and the Bag God moved so slowly.
The extreme fear I felt from these human monk elders not long ago is now released in these monks.
This gave him the pleasure of ultimate revenge, as well as a strong sense of security after killing potential dangers.
Even if He is a god, He is not immune to these emotions.
After all, He is only a third-class god with incomplete divinity.
"Hmm...be careful, what is that song in the song? Knock him to death first, and then knock him to death one by one!"
The Kitchen God glanced at the octagonal box not far away, holding an octagonal box in his hand. A cold light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk who was able to handle the attacks of the Incense Dao monks with ease and was able to continuously kill his opponents.
Then he flew towards the middle-aged monk silently.
At the same time, the big iron spoon appeared silently on top of the middle-aged monk's head!
"Guardian Qu!"
Lingweizi, Hu Zaixi and others in the crowd noticed this scene and immediately couldn't help shouting a reminder!
“Noisy!”
The jackal-headed god snorted coldly, and the moonlight in mid-air fell towards a monk.
Qu Zhongqiu also sensed the crisis, his expression suddenly changed, and then he immediately picked up the octagonal box, held it above his head, and then quickly dodge!
The big iron spoon suddenly lost its accuracy and hung in place, vibrating continuously.
"Huh? This box is a bit weird..."
The God of Guozao no longer tried to hide it, and immediately accelerated towards Qu Zhongqiu below.
The big iron spoon also disappeared from where it was and appeared in His hand.
In his eyes, he seemed to have seen the scene of the other person being ripped open by his own spoon, his brains bursting out, and his soul extinguished. A proud smile appeared on his face that was deformed by the pressure of his head.
And right now.
In the middle between Him and Qu Zhongqiu, there was a sudden wave, and then it opened quickly!
It turned into a dark door.
“Teleportation Array?!”
The wonder in Guozao God’s heart was fleeting, and then his face showed a look of joy and expectation:
"The Transformation Gods are all gone. The more Nascent Soul cultivators come, the better!"
"Watch me knock them to death one by one!"
The next moment.
In his suddenly widened eyes.
Under the panicked, anxious and horrified gazes of the monks around him.
A thick blade that was extremely bright, as if it was about to split the world apart, silently slashed out from the teleportation array!
Like cutting tofu, it silently cut vertically across the body of the Kitchen God.
In the light of the sword, a faint red color that was not easily noticeable also quietly disappeared.
Later.
In the sky, blood rain was flying, and a shadow that looked like an iron pot on its head rose and quickly disappeared...
"The God of the Pot and the Kitchen... is dead, dead?"
The Jackal God and the Butai God stared blankly at the body of the God of the Pot and the Kitchen that was split in half.
Not far away, the other evil gods also stopped their movements in shock.
Guan Ao and Qu Zhongqiu were surprised, happy and worried, and couldn't help but look at the teleportation array.
“Which elder is still alive?”
"Just this move, I'm afraid..."
One foot stepped out of the teleportation array.
Then the face and figure of a young monk finally appeared.
He was wearing a light yellow robe, with a calm expression, and his eyes softly swept over Lingweizi, Hu Zaixi, and Taoist Bing, and then raised his head.
The softness turned into indifference, and he swept the evil gods in front of him one by one.
And saw his figure.
Whether it is Qu Zhongqiu, Guan Ao, or Lingweizi, Hu Zaixi and others not far away, all have incredible expressions on their faces:
"This... the chief of the department ?"
"Nephew Wang?" (End of this chapter)