Chapter 802: Dark War
The two hit it off.
The Master of the Qing Shui performed the water resistance talisman, stepping on the water resistance spirit talisman under his feet, and the water waves on the ground, and his body fled like a flying boat in the river.
The dull-eyed blood monk followed closely at the side of the man on the clear water, and the blood shadows around him rolled, as if it was a clever blood escape technique.
The Iron Corpse Maniac directly threw off the two big feet, and every time he stepped out, he was a few feet away, and it was not slow.
Halfway through, Master Qing Shui suddenly accepted the technique, stopped, and the blood monk beside him also stopped.
The iron corpse madman was puzzled: "Qing Shui Lao Dao, have you only been running for a while, are you tired? Or have you changed your mind?"
"Definitely", the Qing Shui Shangren's face turned grim, and he pinched the spell with one hand, "The few runes I released before have been discovered and killed by those two monks. The last message I got was that the cultivation of those two monks was not below you and me. β
"Are you scared? If it's two against two, we won't lose. The Iron Corpse Maniac tugged at his fingers, "If you add your human Extreme Puppet Blood Monk and the Iron Corpse I carry behind me." We're just four people, two on the opposite side, and we can fight. β
"You iron head, you can count. After a little thought, Master Qing Shui continued: "However, those two monks have just discovered my talisman soldiers, so it is very likely that some trap has been arranged in advance and is waiting for us to pass. Are we not going to suffer?"
Master Qing Shui first looked back and forth, and then secretly said, "I don't think it's better for us to invite you into the urn." The terrain around here is very suitable for arranging the rune array. I'll set up a rune formation here, and you can go and bring them over. If we can get one first, we can break them all. β
"Clever. The Iron Corpse Maniac nodded as he listened.
Qing Shui said: "Ten miles further on, is where those two monks are." But you have to be careful, don't get tangled with them, just lure them here. β
The iron corpse madman said: "I know, you old way, you are really cunning. β
As he spoke, the Iron Corpse Maniac looked in the direction he was heading and strode away.
Seeing the iron corpse madman leaving, the Qing Shui Shangren turned his head to look at the blood monk beside him: "Brother Blood Monk, we can fight side by side in a while, do you say it." Hey, hey, hey. β
The Blood Monk responded: "Fight side by side, fresh blood soul, hehehe." β
After that, the Qing Shui Shangren took the hand of the blood monk and hid into the woods on the side to set up a formation.
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In a woodland in the realm of demon slayers.
Two great monks dressed in golden Buddha robes stood together.
One of the monks has a faint green leaf-shaped inscription on the center of his eyebrows, and the other monk has a flame-shaped inscription on the center of his eyebrows.
It is the two monks of the Golden Buddha Temple, Mu Sen and Chi Yan.
Monk Mu Sen said: "Senior Brother Chiyan, you said that someone was secretly calculating us just now, and the few rune soldiers that we destroyed are proof of this. But after the Fu soldiers are destroyed, will the guy who is hiding in the shadows not come?"
Monk Chiyan said: "The few rune soldiers who were killed by us before are by no means simple. Those who can control this level of runic soldiers at such a distance should be cultivated in the Daoming Realm. Since the opponent this time has released runes to follow us in advance, there is no doubt that he is the enemy. Let's turn reactive into proactive. β
Monk Mu Sen said: "It makes sense. β
Monk Chiyan said: "After a while, you hide in the dark first, a little away from me, so as not to be discovered by others." Don't come out without my greeting, lest you scare people away. If there are many opponents, we will not fight them, and we will just retreat. If it's a person, just let me lure it to your hideout, and you and I can easily kill it. And if the opponent is two people, you might as well suddenly intercept and kill them by surprise. β
Monk Mu Sen nodded and said, "If you want to hide in the woodland, that's what I'm good at." β
As the words fell, Monk Mu Sen retreated towards the depths of the woods behind him.
Monk Mu Sen performed the technique of Mu Dun, the green light on the surface of his body rolled, and the grass and trees on the path not only did not hinder him for half a point, but became his help, he suddenly tapped the fine grass on the tips of his toes, and suddenly his body was dexterous on the branches, and the speed became faster and faster.
After a short time, Monk Mu Sen ran out of the small half a mile before stopping. He saw a towering tree with a thick trunk in front of him, "Just hide it here." β
He pulled out a red fire talisman and rubbed it in his hand.
A flash of fire ignited, and a moment later, the fire talisman turned into ashes.
In the next moment, the pupils of the Chiyan monk, who was still standing in place, flashed with a leaping flame color.
Monk Chiyan muttered, "Senior Brother Mu Sen's hiding place is half a mile away. β
Half a mile away, under an ancient tree.
Monk Mu Sen muttered to himself: "With Senior Brother Chiyan's powerful fire attribute body, he can easily sense this distance. β
The prepared Mu Sen monk pinched the trick with one hand, and there was a green aura jumping on his fingertips, and then pointed his sword at the center of his eyebrows.
The green leaf-like inscription on his brow suddenly shone brightly, and began to radiate circles of emerald green aura.
There are more and more emerald green spiritual lights, and they become brighter and brighter, enveloping Monk Benson in it, and the aura emitted by his body has also become like the surrounding grass and trees.
After doing all this, Monk Mu Sen stepped forward without hesitation, and his figure suddenly burrowed into the trunk of the tall ancient tree and disappeared.
The green ripples on the surface of the trunk of the tall old tree flickered, and when the green fluctuations disappeared, there was a small green leaf mark on the surface of the bark.
"If you want to talk about the art of Mu Dun, I Mu Sen said second in the entire Golden Clothes Hall, and no one can say first. Hey. The smug voice of Monk Benson came from the trunk of the tree, and then it fell silent.
At this moment, above the canopy of the ancient tree, a rootless emerald green suddenly fell.
Swaying and swaying, silent.
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"Just look at who released the talisman soldiers, if it's a purple calamity, my monk Chiyan will overtake you for free. β
Monk Chiyan simply sat cross-legged on the tall and smooth boulder again, his hands folded, his eyes showed a shrewd color, and there was a trace of fire on the surface of his body. The state of the body is close to optimal.
"Knock knock, knock knock. β
In a short time, there was a stampede of a giant beast on the ground in the distance.
Monk Chiyan stood up from the boulder, his eyes looking in the direction where the voice was coming from.
As far as the eye could see, I saw a figure in the distance walking like a fly, running towards the place where Monk Chiyan was.
Monk Chiyan's eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be flames jumping in his pupils, and he saw the figure of the person in the distance clearly.
It was a strong man with an iron mask and a huge iron coffin behind his back.
Monk Chiyan's eyes flickered, and he clearly saw that one of the eyes of the masked strong man was purple and blood-like.
"It's really a purple curse, and
And there is only one person, judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating, this person's cultivation should be the first layer of the Daoming Realm. Monk Chiyan judged in his heart.
The Iron Corpse Maniac took a few more steps forward, and he discovered the existence of Monk Chiyan. Stopped, thinking in his heart: "Qing Shui Lao Dao said that there should be two monks here, why is there only one, is it possible to leave one?"
The iron corpse madman looked back and forth, exuding his divine sense, but he didn't find anyone else's breath within a hundred feet.
He tugged at his fingers as he walked forward, calculating in his heart, "Judging from the aura of the martial arts exuded by this monk, he should be the same as me as the first-level cultivator of the Daoming Realm." My body has just broken through to the Daoming Realm, and on the basis of the realm, I should still be a little short of this monk. However, this monk's fresh and powerful blood soul is a great supplement for me to consolidate my body at this moment. He's a person, and I'm a person. If I fight him, I won't suffer. β
The Iron Corpse Maniac couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and couldn't help but walk forward quickly. But just a dozen zhang away from Monk Chiyan, he suddenly stopped again.
"I can't rush over, Qing Shui Lao Dao's strategy is to let me lead the monk to the talisman array he arranged. Besides, in case the other monk didn't go far and suddenly came back. Am I not going to be one against two?" the Iron Corpse Maniac wrenched his fingers, calculating in his heart.
Monk Chiyan saw that the iron face on the other side was pulling his fingers back and forth in place, but he did not move forward. His eyes narrowed, and he said loudly, "Who is coming?"
The iron corpse madman also ignored him, tugging his fingers back and forth, muttering in his heart: "Master taught me before his death, saying that I was a little illiterate. Once the opponent has a large number of opponents, do not risk the enemy. But it is clearly a monk in front of him, but he may kill a monk back at any time. How can this be counted?"
"Hey, the iron head over there, this Buddha is calling you!" Monk Chiyan simply blessed his voice with mana, and the tone was as loud as a bell, and the red spirit pressure rising from the surface of his body rolled up a large area of earth and stone.
The iron corpse madman who stood still became more and more confused, "It's clearly one-on-one, and you can fight." But it may become a pair of two at any time, and it will suffer. β
At this moment, he was already sweating profusely, and his heart was pounding, as if a poor candidate couldn't understand the math problem in front of him.
His fingers were trembling, and his heart was tangled.
He was focused at the moment, and he didn't listen to what the monk Chiyan on the other side shouted at all.
Monk Chiyan frowned and spread his senses, "Could it be that this person is an idiot, or is pretending to be mysterious." Judging by his skills, he is at most the first layer of the Daoming Realm like me, and his breath is not very stable, so he is clearly a novice in the Daoming Realm. And my cultivation has already reached the top of the first layer of the Daoming Realm. This guy is just a person, so you might as well go over and test it out. β
With an idea in his heart, Monk Chiyan secretly lifted his body, and his body emitted a visible fire breath, and he swaggered over.
A blazing coercion suddenly struck, and the iron corpse madman's body suddenly became agitated, only to find that Monk Chiyan was approaching him.
The iron corpse madman raised his head and said seriously: "You monk is so uninteresting, don't come over to disturb me, don't you see that I'm concentrating on counting here?"
Monk Chiyan was confused when he heard this, his eyes focused on a purple pupil on the iron corpse maniac's face, and he asked sharply, "You are the purple scourge!"
"It's the Purple Peril. The Iron Corpse Maniac said dryly.
"I think you've been hit by demonic energy, and your brain isn't very bright. Let me let Monk Chiyan help you solve it. β
As he spoke, Monk Chiyan continued to move forward expressionlessly, the fingertips of his right hand shook to himself, and the tips of his fingertips spat out a snake-like fire.
The iron corpse madman's eyes narrowed, and he saw the subtle movements of Monk Chiyan's hand, "This monk wants to kill me?"
The first rule of evil cultivation is to strike first.
The Iron Corpse Maniac is an evil cultivator, and he is also an individual cultivator. The advantage of physical cultivation over spiritual cultivation of the same level is that the strength of the physical body is stronger. When making a move in physical cultivation, you don't need to mobilize too much mana, you can directly activate it with the power of your physical body. Therefore, from the point of view of the speed of the moves, the physical cultivation often exceeds the spiritual cultivation of the same level.
In an instant, the Iron Corpse Maniac's purple pupils flashed with a killing color.
His whole person was like a beast that suddenly attacked, the soles of his feet suddenly exerted force, suddenly stepped out, snapped, stepped out of a small dirt pit on the ground, and his body jumped up with a whizz, and it was a few feet away in an instant.
At the same time, he held the huge iron coffin behind him in his hands, looked at the location of Monk Chiyan, and pulled it out.
"Whew!"
The iron coffin swept across, and the coercion of the stimulus flew like a hill, setting off a large area of panicked earth, stones, and plants.
"Okay, you purple scourge, you actually shot me first. "Monk Chiyan also seems to have been prepared.
He quickly pinched out the spell with both hands, and suddenly a red flame ignited. The flames condensed in an instant, and they turned out to be a pair of huge fire wings.
The wings of fire rolled, and a ball of flames exploded on the spot, and his figure flew upside down seven or eight feet away.
The iron corpse madman hollowed out the iron coffin, but he didn't stop.
"Thief monk, look where you run. β
He stepped out of his feet and jumped up one after another, and three iron coffins were pulled out in a row.
"Whew!"
The wind emitted by the iron coffin crushed the grass and trees in a radius of more than ten zhang like a terrifying storm.
Monk Chiyan's eyes narrowed, "This guy turned out to be an individual cultivator. You must not be hit by the iron coffin in his hand, otherwise you will end up with broken bones and muscles. β
Monk Chiyan controlled a pair of huge fire wings with both hands, and as the flames exploded one after another in front of him, his figure continued to retreat.
"Boom!"
The boulder on which the monk Chiyan was resting just now was smashed by an iron coffin of the iron corpse madman, and the small stones that were lifted up were like countless flying knives.
The stabbing was made, and the wide sleeves of the Chiyan monk were cut by the splashed pebbles.
"What a madman, if I go head-to-head one-on-one, I really don't have the certainty of easily defeating this guy", Monk Chiyan quickly calculated in his heart, "In this case, I will pretend to be invincible and lead him to the hiding place of Senior Brother Mu Sen half a mile away." When the two of us join forces to surround and kill him, he will not be able to fly. β
Monk Chiyan fled, and from time to time he turned around and threw palm-sized fireballs to block the pursuit of the Iron Corpse Maniac.
The huge iron coffin of the iron corpse maniac controls too much, and between swings, there is no gap, which is simply a combination of offense and defense. The fireballs offered by Monk Chiyan were all smashed into pieces by the iron coffin.
"Come on, chase me, let you jump for a while. Monk Chiyan showed an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, his steps were not chaotic at all, using the trees and rocks in the path as cover, jumping left and right, and retreating in the direction where Monk Bensen was hiding.
The iron corpse madman chased and beat hard, but he couldn't hurt the body of the monk Chiyan, and muttered in his heart: "I spent a long time trying to hurt this monk, but he blindly retreated, or is Qing Shui Lao Dao right.....
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At this moment, the iron corpse madman looked in the direction of Monk Chiyan, grabbed one end of the iron coffin with both hands, and the whole person spun around in place like a spinning top.
"Bald ass, see that I don't smash your ass. β
"Buzz!"
The huge iron coffin spun out, like a huge iron scythe thrown. Everywhere I went, the trees the size of wooden barrels were crushed like papier-mΓ’chΓ©. The galloping iron coffin went straight behind Monk Chiyan.
Monk Chiyan felt the threat from behind him almost at the same time.
"Good fellow, this is going to kill me. β
He turned around suddenly, his hands pinching the spell. The line of fire swirled above his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, a red tiger-shaped magic seal was condensed.
"Fire EscapeβFire Tiger Eighteen!"
The tiger-shaped magic seal in his hand flicked out, and at the same time, his cheeks bulged, and a mouthful of soul breath sprayed on the tiger-shaped magic seal.
The tiger-shaped magic seal soared suddenly, turning into a fiery tiger the size of a zhang. This fiery tiger is extremely solid, and every whisker on its mouth is clearly visible, like a tiger spirit.
The next moment, with this fire tiger as the main body, a series of eighteen fire tigers of the size of a few feet jumped out.
"Boom, boom...... Boom Boom Boom ......"
Eighteen fiery tigers intercepted one after another on top of the speeding iron coffin.
For a while, the fire burst continuously, the fire reflected the red sky, and the sound of the explosion was like the roar of a group of tigers.
Under the interception of the Fire Tiger technique, the impact momentum of the iron coffin paused again and again. Completely slowed down in a place that was three feet away from the body of the Chiyan monk.
At this moment, the fire pattern at the center of Monk Chiyan's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a large area of flames suddenly rose on the surface of his body, and his body aura soared.
"Damn the Purple Calamity, if you don't use some means, you will really be hit by him. Thinking in his heart, Monk Chiyan formed a tiger-shaped seal with both hands.
"Fire Escape-Fire Tiger Earthquake Mountain!"
The next moment, Monk Chiyan pushed forward with both hands.
"Whew-"
With a terrifying beast roar, there seemed to be a tiger spirit in the world, and a ten-zhang fire tiger suddenly jumped out.
"Boom!"
The power of the fire tiger slammed into the iron coffin on the opposite side.
The exploding fire breath was thirty zhang high, and the hot and strong fire breath swept away, and the grass and trees within a radius of dozens of zhang were directly burned into ashes in the flying fire.
One end of the iron coffin was calcined red by the power of the fire tiger, and the momentum of the gallop changed direction, and smashed towards the place where the iron corpse madman was.
The iron coffin is not only the weapon of the iron corpse maniac, but also contains his killer weapon, a puppet iron corpse. Under no circumstances, he would never easily lose control of the iron coffin.
"This thief bald donkey really still has the means", the iron corpse madman saw this, the zombie blood in his body boiled, and a powerful brute force was directly poured into his arms.
His outstretched arms suddenly widened, poof, and the strip of cloth wrapped around was shattered by the force that erupted from his arm, revealing the iron-blue color on the surface of his arm.
One of the Iron Maniac's arms has been zombified.
Without stopping for a moment, the iron corpse madman did not avoid it, and grabbed out of the iron coffin that flew back with a pair of big hands.
There was a muffled sound.
His hands grasped one end of the iron coffin firmly.
The momentum of the impact of the iron coffin pushed his body backwards, and he retreated more than ten feet away before stopping. Beneath the ground, a row of straight pits were ploughed under his feet.
The iron corpse madman grabbed one end of the iron coffin, which had just been calcined by the power of the fire tiger of the Chiyan monk.
The Iron Corpse Maniac's hands sneered and smoked from the surface, but he didn't mean to let go easily.
When the iron coffin was completely controlled by the iron corpse maniac, he subconsciously let go of the hand holding the iron coffin.
"It's hot, it's so hot," ...... was halfway through the words, the iron coffin fell to the ground, just hitting the feet of the iron corpse maniac.
"Oops. β
The Iron Corpse Maniac hugged one of his feet, jumping and jumping in pain.
Then, he carried the iron coffin on his back, jumped and limped, and fled in the direction he had come from without looking back.
While running, the iron corpse madman cursed: "You bald donkey, don't chase me." See you next time, uncle, I will definitely beat your ass. β
Monk Chiyan hesitated at first, and then looked back at the direction where Monk Mu Sen was hiding, "Improvisation, you can't let this guy run away like this." β
Monk Chiyan pinched the trick with both hands, the fire on the surface of his body ignited, and in a blink of an eye, a fire tiger appeared outside his body.
"Where to run!"
Monk Chiyan's figure resembled an enraged fire tiger, and he chased in the direction of the Iron Corpse Maniac's escape.
The figures of the two, one after the other, disappeared at the end of the line of sight in a blink of an eye.
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Monk Musen hides inside an ancient tree.
At this moment, he already felt the breath of Monk Chiyan fighting with others.
"The opponent is here, it should be a person, and he is fighting with Senior Brother Chiyan. It was a little far away, and when they approached me, I saw the right time to jump out and work with Senior Brother Chiyan to kill them. Monk Mu Sen pondered.
But after a while, he found that the breath of fighting was getting farther and farther away from him, and after a while, there was no breath of fighting at all.
"What's the situation? Could it be that Senior Brother Chiyan chased after him alone. This is not the same as the previous plan of the two-person joint siege. β
Monk Mu Sen and Monk Chiyan have been practicing together in the Golden Buddha Temple since childhood, and the two have a similar temper and are like siblings.
In the Golden Clothes Hall, the two have always teamed up to complete tasks together, and they know each other very well.
On the surface of the ancient tree, green ripples together, and a green light jumped out.
The green light converged, revealing the body of Monk Benson.
"I can't let Senior Brother Chiyan chase alone, my senior brother is good at everything, but when his temper comes up, he becomes like a fire tiger, and he is not very calm. β
Thinking in his heart, Monk Mu Sen was about to use his escape technique to catch up.
But in the next moment, the corner of his eye inadvertently swept away, but he saw the shadow of a person.
"It's a human and a ghost. Monk Mu Sen was covered in sweat and hair standing on end, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
for the man was standing two feet away from him. This distance, with the cultivation of Monk Mu Sen's Dao Ming Realm, is not yet perceptible, in the eyes of Monk Mu Sen, it is only a ghost.
But that's really a person.
This person was a young woman, tall, with deep eye sockets, large eyes, and a full forehead.
The woman wore a light green tights that framed the waves on her chest. On the slender neck of the woman, there is a chic and eye-catching silver ornament, which is quite exotic.
At this moment, the woman was looking at Monk Mu Sen with a smile.
Without her, she is one of the ghost slaves in the Seven Demon Flags of the Thousand-Faced Ghost, the wood demon from the Southern Regions, Duanmu Ling.
"Great monk, who do you say is a ghost? I think you are, a dead ghost. The exotic woman said.