Qingluan went out, but what he saw was a moving hill, there were two huge eyes on the mountain, and under the hill were countless slender legs, and there were countless thin claws on the mountain, grasping a child and several adults. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Put them down!" The village chief roared cowardly, the axe in his hand trembled uncontrollably, and the old woman who came out behind him was holding a kitchen knife, and she was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground at the first glance of the monster.

The rest of the village didn't get up, not even the sound of dogs barking.

The monster roared in the sky, a full moon like blood, a round of silver moon like a hook, the full moon and the silver moon set off each other, bewitching and weird.

The monster's slender legs rumbled and crushed over him, and the village chief swayed like a weed in the wind, as if he would be blown away if the wind was a little stronger.

Qingluan stood on the ground with his feet like roots, and the dragon chanting spear had already been in his hand, and he spun around to see a few legs of the monster galloping, and the thin legs became the size of several people in front of them, and they flew out and smashed the village chief's house apart.

The village chief didn't have the slightest intention of saving people, only thinking about how to escape from this monster, and the young man in front of him, if he didn't escape, he wouldn't be able to escape.

He didn't know where the speed came from, he picked up the old woman and ran, he felt that at this time he was running faster and more stable than when he was young.

Qingluan cut off a few feet of the monster and completely angered the monster, he roared and didn't care about the two small spots on the ground, and the few people who were pinching it in his hands were the most up, jumping over the top of the village elder's mouth like a wind, and blowing the village elder away with a gust of wind.

Qingluan left the village for a few miles and suddenly turned around, rushed towards the monsters, several jumped to the top of the monsters, the spear spun and cut down the hands that grabbed a few people, caught a few people and put them on the ground, and said to a few people: "Go quickly!" ”

The children were already crying hoarsely, and the adults had forgotten to thank them, and they each ran for their lives in different directions.

The monster was angry, stretched out his legs to trample on those who escaped, where could Qingluan allow, flew up and kicked the monster over, raising a cloud of dust.

"Damn it!" Qingluan quickly bullied up, and he was greeted by a raindown of monsters and shattered rocks.

The monster is proud, using both hands and feet, and the offensive is more and more encrypted. Qingluan did not retreat but advanced, rampage but did not make a move, knowing that when he arrived in front of the monster, a gun intent cut off a leg.

Qingluan slashed continuously, like logging, dozens of thighs were broken at the root, like towering ancient trees falling to the ground, and every time there was always a splash of dust and pitch-black blood.

"Nan no Amitabha!" A Buddha horn sounded, a black and a gold two Buddhas from the sky, the foot of the Buddha gave birth to a golden lotus, bursts of lotus fragrance floated in the sky, pressed to the monster on the ground.

The monster couldn't bear the pressure, and finally fell to its knees, but it aroused its ferocity even more, its eyes were as red as blood, and it reflected the full moon in the sky, and its strength seemed to increase.

Hui Lun and the Demon Buddha jumped down, standing on both sides and forming a corner with Qingluan.

The monster was restless, pacing back and forth, observing the movement of the three of them.

"I'll pull it!" Liu Qingfeng fell from the sky, a brush with Haoran righteousness down, he thought that there could be a demon Buddha and Hui Lun like that to give the monster a dismount, never thought that the monster had already prepared, he fell and encountered a slender hand flying, directly slapped him to the other side, smashed countless trees before stopping, making a mess.

Qingluan Xuanwu skills came out again, with the grass sword record, the gun intent and sword intent came out at the same time, the demon Buddha and Hui Lun also used their strongest skills, and they all beckoned to the monster, Liu Qingfeng asked about the figure, and then attacked back after standing still.

The four of them are also considered to be a few powerhouses in the Taishi Universe, and the power of a joint blow is not to be underestimated, even this behemoth can only be defeated under this blow.

The behemoth slammed into the ground, and the body kept shrinking, getting smaller, smaller...... In the end, it became the size of a person, and when it turned back into its real body, several people were dumbfounded, a bald head lying on the ground panting, seriously injured, more breath than in, and it seemed that he would not survive.

"This ......," Liu Qingfeng stopped speaking in surprise.

"Senpai." Hui Lun stepped forward, and Qingluan had already helped the monk up.

The monk looked at a few people with difficulty and said with a smile: "Thank you!" "Obviously, he is already dying, and he has to thank the four Qingluan who killed him.

"Senior, what the hell is going on?!" The Demon Buddha crouched down and asked.

The monk laughed dryly, he couldn't talk anymore, and he spurted dark green blood when he opened his mouth, obviously he was deeply poisoned, but Qingluan and they were puzzled, according to the current situation, the monk should have died a long time ago, but why didn't he die, but instead turned into a monster and committed murder everywhere.

The monk pulled open his chest with difficulty, and a swastika loomed.

"Bodhisattva!"

Hui Lun and Demon Buddha, the two disciples of Buddhism, understand the meaning of this swastika too well, it is the mark of the Bodhisattva and above, and even the two of them who claim to have become a golden-bodied Buddha cultivator do not have it.

In fact, in the sense of Buddhism, Hui Lun and the Demon Buddha have only reached the realm of Arhats, not as good as Bodhisattvas, and the reason why they are golden-bodied Buddhas is that they have surpassed the scope of ordinary monks.

They were amazed at what could make a Bodhisattva become like this, and if the Bodhisattva cultivation was sober, even if the four of them joined forces, it was not worth mentioning.

The Bodhisattva spat out another mouthful of blood, extremely weak, the fire of life swayed extremely, and after spitting out the careful Mopti with difficulty, the fire of life finally dissipated, and the last trace of sparkle in his eyes disappeared.

The Bodhisattva died, Liu Qingfeng's face was not good-looking, the strong Bodhisattva died, so if the people of their Confucian Sect were in the Demon Domain, they would definitely not be able to survive, but what is the Demon Bodhi, is it a person?

Several people hurriedly cremated the Bodhisattva, leaving a few relics, and Hui Lun collected them and prepared to return to the Brahma Star and sent them into the pagoda.

The three of them listened to Qingluan's detailed description of the appearance of the demon people, and made sure that they were no different from ordinary people, so they returned to the village in disguise. The main ones are Hui Lun and the Demon Buddha, and they can't clearly tell the demon people that there are two monks in their territory.

Qingluan led the way back to the village, and all four of them were village heroes, and although the village was now in a mess, they were warmly welcomed by the villagers.

The houses in the village are simple to repair, most of them can be covered with thatch when the main beams and frames are erected, and the houses are built by each person, and the small half of them have been repaired in just one day, and the villagers huddle together to chat at night, and there is no threat from monsters, and the village will not be so silent at night.

"Village Chief, when did this monster appear?" After three rounds of drinking, Qingluan asked.

The village chief put down the wine bowl and replied: "It should be half a year ago, a family in a nearby village first found out that someone got up at night and was attacked, and the people in the house witnessed the whole process, but because they were in the house, they were not harmed, and then there were several similar incidents, we knew that as long as we didn't go out at night, there would be no danger, and it could be regarded as safe with this monster." ”

"So weird?" Liu Qingfeng muttered. Hui Lun whispered: "Maybe it's because the Bodhisattva still has good thoughts in his heart and hurts too many people not far away, so he didn't break down the door and disturb it." Liu Qingfeng nodded in agreement.

"And do you know why this monster is here?" Qingluan asked again. The village chief shook his head and said, "How do we know the reason, if we knew the reason, I'm afraid we would have driven it away a long time ago." ”

Qingluan nodded and didn't ask anymore, it seemed that it was impossible for these weak villagers to know the reason.

The wine feast passed quickly, and each found a place to rest.

Qingluan and the four of them went back to the accommodation arranged for them by the villagers, and the four of them had their own concerns, and they didn't fall asleep.

"Maybe the missing things of the four sects have something to do with this matter." Liu Qingfeng couldn't hold his breath at first.

"Maybe, at least I know that the missing monks of Buddhism must have something to do with this matter." Demon Buddha said.

"Before the Bodhisattva passed away, he said Moputi, what is it? Is it a human or a ......" Hui Lun made countless guesses.

"Maybe we can follow that line." Qingluan said, and the other three nodded.

I really couldn't sleep, Qingluan was the one who knew the only direction when the monster came, they didn't say goodbye to the villagers, they each carried their own things, and Qingluan led the way along the path when the Bodhisattva came.

The full moon is still like blood, and the crescent moon is still like a hook, and the two reflect each other, so that the shadows they walk have a clear boundary.

Along the way, the monster that the Bodhisattva turned into did not leave many traces, only a few footprints for people to follow.

At the end of the route is a cave that is not very large, and it is extremely ordinary.

The four of them sneaked in, and there was silence inside.

Going forward for four or five miles, there were finally some sounds, these sounds were really terrifying, the sound came from the depths of the cave, the further forward the louder the sound, no one who was accustomed to seeing many fierce beasts could not tell what kind of beast made the sound, but the fierce aura that came to the face let the four of them know that this fierce thing should be very troublesome to deal with.

There are many people's dry bones on the ground, most of them scattered, and the state of death can be imagined.

The closer you get to the ground, the more dry bones there are, and in the end they can be described as piles of piles.

Inside the dimly lit cave, a tall hill of white bones rose from the ground, and on the hill sat a ragged strange man with knotted hair.

The strange man's eyes flashed red, and when he saw the four of them, he was even more fierce.

The strange man jumped down, and the entire white bone hill collapsed instantly under the force of his kick, perhaps because of the destruction of his beloved object, the strange man screamed and beat his chest, and turned his head to completely vent these anger on the heads of the four Qingluan.

He rose vertically, and he directly pretended to create a long ravine on the top of the cave above his head, and the momentum was so fierce that no one dared to directly meet the four of them.

"Be careful!"

I don't know who issued a warning, Qingluan, Liu Qingfeng, Huilun, and Demon Buddha jumped away, and the strange man fell in the middle of the place where they stood, and the ground cracked layer by layer, spreading to the four Qingluan who had jumped away from a distance.

The four of them did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and each flew back again, avoiding the force from the cracked ground, and at the same time resisting the stones flying from the ground.