"Protect the Son!"

Ge Zeng looked at Ge Guang, who was like a nymphomaniac, sighed in his heart, and commanded.

After a few disciples guarded Ge Guang.

Ge Guang took a step forward, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Your Excellency is coming, my Zoroastrian Sect has lost its welcome! I don't know why a few people have come to our Zoroastrian Sect? This flying sword is powerful, and it is a little unruly, right?"

The words were polite, and there was no threat, but when he saw Jiao Chao, Ge Zengdu's face was as plain as usual.

"Dad, why are you so polite! Those who come are not good, good people are not coming, don't you hear what the man just said? They are here to smash the field!"

"And that Jiao Chao, who eats things inside and outside, must have defected to the enemy, and he is the one who attracted these people!"

"Dad, you and I work together. I can do them without much effort, and I can also raise the power of the Zoroastrian Cult!"

"Well, that woman should stay, and be the chief saint of Zoroastrianism!"

Ge Guang shouted, he couldn't stop it, and a pair of rat eyes couldn't wait to tear off An Qing'er's clothes. Paste it over.

The two buckets behind him were unhappy, "I'm sick of it~!Holy Son, you said that the chief saintess should be chosen among the two of us!"

"That's it~!That woman is really smart, but her kung fu is not as good as the two of us!"

As he spoke, the waist of the bucket twisted, and the exposed circles of white flesh shook even more. Ge Zeng felt a chill when he saw it.

But...... His son is like this.

Ge Zeng felt that he was a few years older.

This son of his own, he is really a powerful pit father!

Didn't he know that the comer was not good, didn't he know that Jiao Chao had rebelled?

He knows better!

100 meters away, the flying sword breaks through the air!

This kind of power is something that even he Ge Zeng can't do. It is conceivable that this young man, who is a few years younger than his son, is a strong man whose cultivation is no less than his own!

And that woman is not simple! her aura is even stronger than that young man.

This stupid son of mine still wants to accept someone as a saint?

Ge Zeng was already angry in his heart, and he wanted to slap Ge Guang a few times to relieve his hatred, but he also knew that a strong enemy was coming, and it was not the time to take it lightly.

"Dare to ask the distinguished guests who have come from afar, what is the matter?"

Ge Zeng took a deep breath and asked again with his fists clenched.

But Ye Chong didn't mean to pick up the stubble at all, but looked at An Qing'er with a smile, "Heroine, did you hear that? This is Zoroastrianism, don't you see...... Tut-tut, there are not a thousand but hundreds of disciples, so stay!"

"Shut up!"

An Qing'er's face was extremely ugly, and the mosquito bites along the way were enough to make her angry. In front of him, this bullshit saint who looks like two hundred and five dares to ridicule himself, and he can't wait to pull a floating dust over and beat him with a mouth full of flowers.

However, An Qing'er also believed it a little, Ye Chong came here, as if he was really chivalrous and righteous.

No! It's black eats black!

Ge Zeng's face also became more and more gloomy, the leader of the Zoroastrian Sect was so polite in front of the disciples, and the other party didn't give him any face.

The sect leader doesn't want to lose face?

Why are you so good at flying swords? Can you be able to get a sword if you are taller than me?

The old man also has the ability to press the bottom of the box!

"Since a few of them are so rude, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing that Ye Chong and the four of them had already entered the [slum], Ge Zeng suddenly roared angrily, "All the disciples listen to the order, close the gate of the village, and open the beast fence!"

The fierce voice was fierce, and the triple power of the day after tomorrow spread out again, and all the disciples were awe-inspiring.

Many people are even more complimented.

"As soon as the beast formation comes out, the world is invincible!"

"Thousands of beasts run, like thunder, unparalleled in the world!"

"The Sect Leader is mighty, control all beasts, and turn things around!"

"Just four people, even dare to break into our Zoroastrian altar, then let you see how powerful my Zoroastrian beast array is!"

The sound of sycophants is endless. The eyes of the disciples were even more pious, and they didn't seem to be fake at all, and Ye Chong was stunned when he saw it.

He had to sigh that the brain is a good thing, but it's a pity...... These mountain people don't have it!

The disciples who had been about to surround them with sticks and sticks retreated one after another, and many of them closed the completely defenseless wooden fence behind them, and ran around, nowhere to be found.

"Retreat!"

As soon as Ge Zeng gave the order, all the sect leaders gathered around the Holy Son and withdrew.

Suddenly, on the empty field in front of the humble hall, only Ye Chong and Ge Zeng were left.

Ge Zeng's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly, "I originally turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on ......."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not as good as your son! Master, I'm here to smash the field, if you have any killing moves, just use them, pretend to be a cultural person!"

Ye Chong interrupted with a word.

Ge Zeng was furious, "Since you want to die, then let my army of beasts trample you into pulp!"

As he spoke, Ge Zeng had an extra gray-black flute in his hand.

Seeing this, Ye Chong frowned slightly.

This flute is unremarkable. It's not gorgeous, it's just that as soon as the flute comes out, there is a cold air that extends in.

In the coldness, there is a hint of aura.

Woo!

The flute tilted, and Ge Zeng blew into the hole. Suddenly a low whimper was heard.

It's obviously a flute, but the sound is like an urn.

Others didn't notice it, but Ye Chong clearly felt that an inexplicable melody, mixed with the sound of the flute, drifted away.

Suddenly. The ground trembled, as if there were thousands of troops and horses, galloping away from the silence, making bursts of clanging sounds.

I see!

Hearing the sound, Ye Chong's eyebrows stretched, and the light flashed in his eyes. He knows. You've come to the right place.

The sound of the flute is low and the footsteps are heavy.

The group of believers all had solemn faces, just like when Jiao Chao was in the KTV room, with their hands folded and words in their mouths.

The tone is extremely fast. The words are even more local accents here, even An Qing'er, whose senses are far beyond ordinary people, can't hear why.

But Ye Chong, as an immortal cultivator, heard it and almost burst out laughing.

He also thought that what kind of strange spell these mountain people were talking about, it turned out to be [Fire Worship Holy Sect is good, Sect Leader Holy Son hanging. If you join the church, you can eat enough, and you will live forever", "Worship the Fire Holy Sect for ten thousand years, lead us to a well-off" and other limericks.

"Brother Chong, this is the Thousand Beasts Rushing Thunder Array that the Fire Worship Cult relies on the most, it's very powerful, why don't we ...... Capture the thief and capture the king first?"

Jiao Chao's expression was a little pale, but he was worthy of being someone Ye Chong appreciated. is obviously instigated into a dog, and in the end, he can turn the conversation and pull out the tactical core.

An Qing'er was also a little worried, although this movement was not earth-shattering, but it was huge, and then look at Ge Zeng's sworn appearance. You know that the killer is coming.

It's just that her beautiful eyes swept away, Ye Chong's expression was as usual, and he even smiled sarcastically.

An Qing'er suddenly snorted coldly and calmed down. In front of this great devil, we must not mess with ourselves.

To put it bluntly, I just don't admit it!

It's Luo Zheng. looked around with a curious face, and there was no panic or fear on his face at all.

Ye Chong nodded with satisfaction, although Luo Zheng has an IQ of two hundred and five, he is still very reliable sometimes.

He couldn't help asking, "Luo Zheng, aren't you afraid?"

When he spoke, his eyes glanced at An Qing'er from time to time, quite embarrassed.

Luo Zheng's voice was also very loud, "What are you afraid of? Isn't this big brother going to sing a big show for us? Look at this movement, I'm looking for a troupe!"

Flutter!

But An Qing'er couldn't help laughing, and when she laughed, even the corners of Jiao Chao's mouth twitched. Showing caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

Isn't it clear whether you are an enemy or a friend? Isn't it clear that people don't wipe your neck, so you should be a brother and sister?

But Luo Zheng's words, which fell into Ge Zeng's ears, were extremely harsh.

The face was even angrier. The flute is more urgent, and the pace is faster.

In an instant, a wild boar with teeth sprang out of the narrow passage between the wooden houses.

Behind it, more than a dozen voices of the same kind came out.

The same is true in the other aisles.

Wolves, swift leopards. There are even a few piebald tigers.

Among the hundred beasts in the forest, the most ferocious carnivorous beast actually appeared in detail, as many as 100 heads!

"Beauty, you're scared, aren't you? Come to me and worship Zoroastrianism as the chief saintess, you can avoid the pain of devouring the corpses of all beasts. I can get the blessing of this holy son day and night!"

Ge Guang looked at An Qing'er and smiled lewdly, the disciples around him, whether they were high-ranking or ordinary, all surrendered and bowed, and shouted in unison, "I am a wise god, long live the beast god!"

The voice is respectful and reverent.

In the sound of congratulations, the sound of the flute changed, and the beasts roared in unison.

The momentum is really earth-shattering.

At this moment, even the two hundred and five Luo Zheng were a little flustered. The hundred fierce beasts, one by one, surrounded the four of them.

The picture of a hundred beasts swooping down suddenly came to mind.

The inexplicable melody in the flute changed again, and the beasts seemed to be guided and crept in. Step by step, the footsteps are heavy and murderous.

Luo Zheng's heart trembled, and he was asking for help from Ye Chong, but when he turned his head to look, Ye Chong had already walked out.

"There are only beasts. There is no thunder, and you dare to say that this is a thousand beasts running thunder?"

"Thousands of beasts run, like thunder, unparalleled in the world?

"Today, I, Ye Chong, will let you take a look, what is called a thousand beasts running, like thunder!"

The footsteps were as fast as the wind, and they had come to Ge Zeng.

Ge Zeng's heart sank, and he was about to play the flute to urge the beast, but there was a flicker in front of him.

Ye Chong's feet stepped on the dust sword that was deep in the ground, like the wind and shadow, and even like a fairy.

By the time everyone had reacted, he had stepped on the roof of the main hall.