With the shouts on the street outside, it was as if it had been discussed, and immediately a group of monks who seemed to be in charge of the city fell from the sky and fell in front of Zhong Zhen and Dugu Pocheng. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are people patrolling in Xiuxian City at any time, and if there is a murderous fight, it will take some time for the monks on patrol to arrive, and at most there will be a Jindan period to lead the team, where will there be a Yuanying monk.

It can't be faker.

There were more than a dozen people here, led by a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and two Jindan monks. Such a battle against Zhong Zhen and Dugu Pocheng is obviously not enough to see, no matter how you look at it, they are here to die.

Brother Yuanying was a white-bearded old man in his fifties, with an expression of indescribable sadness and helplessness.

He said in a businesslike tone, "Both of them are high-level monks, but my Nanfeng City has its own rules, even high-level monks can't do whatever they want." Please also tie up your hands and follow me to meet the lord of the city. ”

Zhong Zhen smiled lightly, "How can you catch it with your hands tied?" ”

Yuanying Monk took out a pair of ring-like spiritual weapons, "This thing is a forbidden spirit ring, you two can bring it." ”

Zhong Zhen smiled again, "It's impossible for me to be caught with my hands tied, and even a few of you can't catch the two of us." You know very well that I was probably coerced to come to my death, and I was completely convicted of my crimes. Kill the innocent inhabitants, and then kill the monks who control the city, hehe, what a desperate thing to do! ”

The white-bearded monk was silent, and if he didn't come, he would be a dead end. Maybe he can save his life and the lives of everyone in the family. As the deputy city lord of Nanfeng City, the whole clan lives here, and he has been guarded for a long time.

Wait a minute, at least he can be deliberately injured, and maybe these two will let him go.

It was his only way to survive.

With a miserable look, Yuanying Monk continued to speak: "The rules of Nanfeng City are like this, no matter what kind of cultivation you are, unless you walk over with my corpse, you can't leave this place. ”

This sentence should be very imposing, but it didn't give him any momentum. It's as if a person has half stepped into a coffin, disheartened and dying.

Dugu Pocheng had already heard that something was wrong, and he said impatiently to the white-bearded old man: "If you want to seek death, no one will stop you, but Lao Tzu is unwilling to accompany you." If you don't get out, I'll break all your legs. ”

No one got out, but they all surrounded him with a calm face, as if waiting for Dugu Pocheng to break his legs.

It's really suffocating! Dugu Pocheng thought to himself, he couldn't kill it, and it was even more troublesome to kill.

"Brother Broken City, don't do it, wait a little longer." Zhong Zhen sent a message to Dugu Pocheng, for fear that he would act rashly.

"Hmm." Dugu Pocheng agreed in a deep voice.

Naturally, he won't take the initiative to take action, but if someone puts the knife in front of his neck, then he can only be sorry, and he still has to kill what should be killed! He knew that Zhong Zhen was probably waiting for the Great Zen Master of Bitter Tea, but what if the Great Zen Master was also entangled?

Zhong Zhen thought to herself, the group of Pure Yang Ancestor is really full of tricks. These people must be most afraid of the demon cultivation being poked out, so they will stink her reputation first. Aren't you really afraid of angering her and killing them by mistake?

The reputation is bad, she doesn't care at all, it's a big deal to find an opportunity to kill these people, and then go to the East China Sea to live a free life.

"Follow me!" Zhong Zhen transmitted the sound to Dugu Po City.

The wings swung a whirlwind, blowing the leaves of the nearby trees into the air, like countless small arrows shooting towards the monks of a city.

At the same time, she exerted a strong coercion, and the old man suddenly had some difficulty breathing, and his hands and feet paused. Jin Dan and the Tsukiji monks couldn't move at all.

Zhong Zhen was on tiptoe, and the whole person flew into the sky like a bolt of lightning.

With the power of the Yuan Shen, the voice spread throughout most of the city, and she said loudly: "The people of Changshenglou listen well, they have the ability to come up and fight with me, and killing innocents indiscriminately is something." Don't panic, everyone, there is a great Zen master of the late stage of the Rotten Ke Temple, and if they act rashly, they will be a dead word. ”

Even if the bitter tea is in the cellar, he must be able to hear such a loud voice.

If the mountain doesn't come, I'll go to the mountain.

Coming with a big backer, I'm afraid that you will use this little trick to stir up the West.

At this time, Zhong Zhen was very happy, and the ability of Kucha to conceal his cultivation was extremely high, and the other party obviously did not expect that the monk who seemed to be extremely ordinary was the highest Zen master in the entire immortal cultivation world.

Otherwise, he would not have acted so unscrupulously and ridiculously arrogant.

"Amitabha...... Buddha ...... Buddha...... Buddha ......"

A Buddha horn with infinite echoes, the aftermath resounded throughout the city, full of Zen.

I was really called out by him. Zhong Zhen was stunned, the appearance of the Great Zen Master of Bitter Tea was the same as last time, this old monk actually knew how to use his advantages.

Changing the appearance of the previous hidden cultivation, the Kucha Great Zen Master was full of holy pale golden Buddha light, and his figure was not very tall, but at this moment he was like a big Buddha.

The solemn feeling of rising into the sky makes people feel that the ascension to the upper realm is just such a scene.

Kucha was still holding the little child who reported the news just now.

Zhong Zhen couldn't help but admire, this posture was too deterrent and too righteous.

The name of Our Lady should be given to the Great Monk, no, it should be "Holy Father".

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. The poor monk is the bitter tea of the Buddha in the Shenhua period of the Rotten Ke Temple, and this time he came to find the person who was still alive in Qianyang City that day. ”

Kucha lowered his eyes with compassion on his face, and his voice spread to every corner of the city. In the end, the cultivation is profound, and the voice seems extremely soft and unquestionable, as if speaking in everyone's ears, the volume is neither big nor small, and it sounds just right.

It does not contain any fireworks at all, which is completely different from Zhong Zhen's shouting.

"What, bitter tea? Is it the Great Zen Master of Bitter Tea? Someone reacted immediately, with all kinds of incredulity on their faces, as if they had seen a hell of a daylight.

The city center is a lively area with many shops, and although Nanfeng City has been depressed a lot recently, there are still many people coming and going.

Some of the idle monks gathered together, hid in the corners of the eyes, and whispered to each other.

Someone else was also puzzled, "It's impossible, isn't the Great Zen Master of Kucha in Zhongtianzhou?" So what are you doing here. ”

"Well, don't you know what's been going on in this neighborhood lately? There have been several groups of Transformation Stage Ancestors, and the Tenglong Ancestors of the Nine Heavens Dao Sect have also come. It is inconvenient for us to leave, otherwise we would have left this place long ago. "The person who spoke was a middle-aged shopkeeper who probably opened a shop here.

"You're talking about a magic ......"

A timid monk hurriedly said, "Shhhh ”

"What are you afraid of, our Nanfeng City is not one of those small immortal cultivation cities, there are two Yuanying monks in charge."

"However, that demon cultivator said that the people of the Immortal Building are haunting our Nanfeng City, and the city lord can't stop it....."

The timid monk before turned pale with fright, and muttered in a low voice, "You really dare to talk about anything, talk about demons for a while, talk about Changshenglou for a while, and let you live." (To be continued.) )