"Enemy attack!

"Enemy attack!"

Not far from the Trench Canyon is the camp of the warriors.

When the screams came out, it was like being stabbed in a hornet's nest.

One by one, the warriors rushed out in an instant, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and they came straight to the monk.

When ordinary people saw so many people rushing towards them, they were afraid that they would be scared and their legs would be weak.

It's just that the monk has experienced the scene of being chased and killed by tens of thousands of cultivators, and this scene is not only not terrible to him, but a little nostalgic.

Touching his bald head, the monk sighed with emotion: It is really helpless for people to be handsome, and there are people who chase after him everywhere he goes, and he is too enthusiastic.

The monk felt that he knew more or less about Xiao Fan's biggest distress in his life, and empathized with him, after all, this was indeed a headache.

Soon, the monk was caught in an encirclement.

One by one, the warriors gathered, centered on him, forming a circle.

Looking at the large group of warriors under the pressure of the black, the monk was calm, did not wait for the other party to attack, and shouted loudly: "Who knows the poor monk?

The voice resounded like thunder, and shook the sky.

The warriors closest to the monk felt like they had been bombarded in the chest with a heavy hammer, and a suffocating breath gathered in their hearts, almost vomiting blood.

"He's a Buddha!"

"I know him, he's a Buddha!"

Finally, a warrior shouted loudly.

The reputation of the alphabet K alliance has long spread all over the world, and the names of everyone in it are like thunder, making it difficult to think that people have never heard of it.

It's just that very few people can match their names with their faces.

Since the war, monks and others have not hidden their whereabouts, and they have participated in the battlefield openly and honestly, and they have made outstanding achievements, so naturally some people know each other.

Hearing that the monk was a famous Buddhist, everyone was shocked, and then, the atmosphere became inexplicably weird.

A small number of people were puzzled by their companions who did not know the situation, telling them that the monk had been hunted down and killed by tens of thousands of Indian warriors and was forced to go to the Three Kingdoms of India.

And most of them have twinkling eyes, subconsciously licking their lips, and there is a luster called greed in their eyes.

The monk had insight into this greed, but he did not understand it.

I am not a beauty, nor a local tyrant, although I am handsome, but I am more of a monk, has the orientation of these guys been distorted to the point that even the monk will not let go?

Shout!

The monk tilted his head and raised one hand.

A hidden weapon coated with poison was pinched in his hand.

"Who put it, stand up!" the monk asked angrily.

No one answered.

The answer to the monk was another hidden weapon.

Then, the hidden weapon was like a raindrop, enveloping the monk.

The monk did not hesitate to rise to the sky.

"Ahh

Screams were heard, many people were accidentally injured by hidden weapons, cursing constantly, and there was chaos.

"Are you all fools? Attack me knowing I'm not an enemy? Has anyone told me what's going on?" asked the monk from mid-air.

No one wondered, nor did they think that a monk would be a strong person in the Dao.

They knew that the monk was in the half-step realm, and a powerhouse of this level could already temporarily pause in mid-air.

"Buddhist, help me! I know what's going on!"

A shout reached the monk's ears, and he looked down to see a young man tied to a stake not far away, his face pale, his lips chapped, and his eyes full of longing and begging.

The monk's figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already beside this young man.

With a wave of his hand, the rope that bound the young man broke inch by inch, and the monk pulled the young man's arm, and galloped into the distance before countless hidden weapons were overwhelming, and after a few flashes, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"P, the people of the alphabet K alliance are really not so easy to kill. ”

"Which bastard made the first move just now? should be false and wronged first, and then shoot and kill while he is unprepared!"

Everyone was unwilling to blame each other, and their faces were full of regret.

The opportunity to soar into the sky was missed in vain.

Between the green mountains and green waters, the galloping figure of the monk stopped.

He put down the young man who was about to be in a state of shock, pressed his palm on his back, and slowly poured his internal strength in.

The young man trembled, finally came to his senses, took a big breath, and thanked the monk, "Thank you, Lord Buddhist, for saving me." ”

"Thank you for not needing, tell me what's going on these days?" the monk asked.

The young man nodded: "My name is Lu Qing, and I am an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, is it like this......"

As the young man spoke, the monk finally knew all the causes and consequences.

"Tang Chuqiu has actually entered the Tao!" The monk smacked his mouth, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

I am so gifted, so gifted, so intelligent...... It was even later than Tang Chuqiu's entry into the Tao!

What angered the monk the most was that Tang Chuqiu had injured the ghost disciple and issued a hunt and kill order for the alphabet K Alliance.

In this way, how many dangers will the people of the alphabet K Alliance encounter during this time?

"What about Xiao Fan?" the monk asked.

The young man shook his head: "I don't know, Xiao Fan appeared a few days ago, and after the special killing in Mobei, he never appeared again." ”

"Massacre?"

The monk's brows furrowed, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Xiao Fan is a strong person who has entered the Dao, and he can't kill half of the martial artists who have entered the Dao at all, how can he kill them in a big way?

So that person is definitely not Xiao Fan.

The monk immediately guessed that the person who was pretending to be Xiao Fan was a ghost disciple.

Only ghost disciples have the conditions to disguise Xiao Fan.

It's just that why did the ghost disciples pretend to be Xiao Fan? Where is Xiao Fan?

No one can answer these questions.

"How do I find the rest of the K-Alliance?" the monk thought for a moment and asked again.

The young man shook his head with a wry smile: "Big guy, I'm just a small fighter, I don't know about this problem." ”

The monk laughed self-deprecatingly.

He was concerned about it, so he didn't think of this problem.

Under Tang Chuqiu's pursuit and killing order, Xiao Fan never showed up, and everyone in the alphabet K Alliance would inevitably hide their whereabouts.

With the two people of Weiliang and Desert, the monk believes that I am afraid that the entire ancient martial arts world will not be able to find them.

"Forget it, let's really enter the Tao first. The monk made up his mind and said to the young man: "The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, you can play more, and the poor monk will take the first step." ”

The young man was shocked: "Big guy!"

It's just that as soon as he shouted, the monk had disappeared.

On the edge of a natural lake three kilometers from the Land of Demon Suppression.

The monk appeared here, sensed the surroundings, and found that there was no second person, and sat cross-legged on the big rock by the lake.

The inner strength surged, blood red, golden, and deep purple, three colors of light, emerging from the monk's body.

Blood, mercy, and evil, three completely different breaths, are intertwined in the same person's body, sometimes roaring with anger, sometimes solemn, sometimes laughing evilly.

Buddha, demons, and evil all return to the same place, stirring up chaos like the great war of the century.

Cold sweat oozed from the monk's forehead, and his eyes were closed, revealing a look of pain.

He killed the Demon Priest and passed the Dao Tribulation, but the realm spread out for a hundred meters, but he consciously controlled it, and did not really enter the Dao.

The old monk of Yinian Sect is in Yinsan, and he will not be able to return to China for the rest of his life, and the monk will not follow in the footsteps of the old monk.

When he returns here, he can be regarded as truly entering the Dao by fusing the power of the three realms.

(End of chapter)