There are several kinds of monks who control beasts, and one of them is the beast soul that Nuomi said.

Such monks have always begun to domesticate demon beasts since childhood, and after they have mastered their techniques, they will deliberately look for some demon beasts whose longevity has reached the end.

The demon beasts also have grievances in their hearts, and they are not willing to exhaust their longevity like this, so it is easy to extract the souls of those demon beasts and refine them into a special beast soul.

While cultivating their own cultivation, the cultivators who control the beast souls will also find ways to improve the strength of those beast souls. They took those beast souls with them all the way to nourish them, until they were able to communicate with those beast souls, and then borrowed the power of those beast souls to make their bodies the same as the demon beasts, and they could use all the spells of the demon beasts. Even the monster's every move can be completely and completely transformed into itself.

Nuomi often acts with the leopard, and has seen the leopard hunting countless times, and at this time, when he suddenly sees the movement of the clothed man, he will feel very familiar.

At first, she didn't think about it that way. That is, now when I saw the man in the cloth, he jumped with a bow, just like a beast, which made Nuomi suddenly have a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of the beast soul.

Those five sword cultivators must have heard of the cultivation method of controlling the beast soul. It's that this kind of monk has not been handed down for a long time, and I don't know which sect it came from, and with the demise of that sect, such a monk has never been seen much again.

Even at this time, they had only vaguely heard of such a cultivator cultivating the beast soul, and they had never seen a real beast soul cultivator.

"Yo, the little girl has a good experience." The monk in the cloak smiled, bent down to avoid a flying sword that was slashing at him, and his voice was indescribably lighthearted.

All his movements were crisp and neat, as if he had completely seen the arc of those flying swords falling, and completely dodged those flying swords.

Glutinous rice frowned and took the hand of the pillar. Some of them already wanted to rush to help.

But she also knew that even if she went to the front to help, she couldn't do anything. It was she who asked the pillar to come forward to help chase after her, but the monk who controlled the beast soul moved so quickly. It's impossible to stop the other party.

Nuomi unconsciously touched her arm, hesitating to summon the leopard.

She herself would definitely not be able to catch up with the cloak monk, and all her means might be that only a leopard could provide a little help.

However, the cloaked monk did not give her any time to hesitate, and her hands and feet did not stop, and with a few "ding, ding, ding, ding", all those flying swords were crooked. Moreover, his technique was very ingenious, in addition to knocking all the tips of those flying swords crooked, there was also a finger lightly pinching the tip of the sword.

The monk whose flying sword was caught. Suddenly, I felt a loud "bang" in my head, almost like I was slammed to the ground, and I was shocked all over my body, and I almost knelt on the ground. Rao is cultivation is not low, but at this time, they can't stop the spiritual pressure that attacks the past with the sword intent.

Nuomi saw that the five monks each took a few steps back. The encirclement that was originally good was broken in an instant, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

The monk smiled again, and without stopping his feet, he put his toes on the ground a little, and the man was already sweeping in the direction of the glutinous rice. He didn't seem to need his heels at all when he ran, and the whole person maintained an inclined posture, and the lightning swooped down in front of the glutinous rice at a glance.

Ye Fan and Lou Qianzhong were already going to re-surround each other. But they never thought that the monk would abandon them and rush towards the glutinous rice. Unprepared, the Monk broke through their flying swords with great ease.

They each chased after each with flying swords, but no matter how you looked at it, their chase seemed a little ridiculous. And useless.

The pillar knew that it was impossible for him to stop the other party, but when he saw the monk in the cloak attacking, he still stood forward and protected the whole person behind him.

"Senior brother!" Nuomi was startled, and he had already taken out a bag of things in his hand. Pulling the pillar is trying to pull the pillar backwards.

can pull the weight of a pillar with the strength of her hand.

Far from being pulled apart by her, the pillar was more determined to stop in front of her with her strength, keeping her out of the way completely. Not only blocked the sight of glutinous rice, but also blocked all the routes of the clothed monk.

If the monk wanted to touch the glutinous rice and not bypass the pillar, it was completely impossible.

And how could the pillar have told the Monk to go around him. He had already spread his hands and made a gesture of interception.

The Monk smiled softly, bent his knees, and leaped from the ground.

He jumped steadily, so he was very firm when he jumped, and with his hands stretched out, he pressed the head of the pillar to avoid the slap that the pillar swung at him. He paused at the head of the pillar for a moment, then rolled over and fell from above, standing behind Glutinous Rice.

Glutinous rice's reaction was not slow, he didn't turn around at all, waved his hand behind him, and threw out a handful of white ash.

She had long known that the pillar would not be able to stop the Monk in Cloth, and when she saw the Monk in Cloth appear on the pillar, she was already prepared in her heart. At this time, the thing was thrown out, and she didn't care whether it hit the other party or not, and the person had already rolled out in the direction of the pillar's arm.

Fang Caizi was standing there, blocking the direction of the monk's advance, but now he was still standing, but he just blocked Ye Fan's pursuit.

"Get out of the way!" Lou Qianzhong roared angrily, and jumped into the air like the clothed monk.

Naturally, he couldn't be as light as a swallow like a monk who controlled the beast soul, but he also had his own methods. He was only halfway through the jump, when the flying sword dancing beside him had already pierced his feet, and flew directly into the air with him, sweeping over the head of the pillar.

The remaining four monks were even more slow to react, and as soon as they saw Lou Qianzhong's appearance, they had already reacted, divided into two teams on the left and right, and pounced on both sides of the pillar.

The glutinous rice pounced on itself, and almost bumped into Ye Fan halfway, and was carried away by Ye Fan. When he turned back again, he saw that the pillar had already taken a step forward, and his whole body had moved, just out of the range of those flying swords.

Jian Xiu's flying sword couldn't wait to leave his hand. Even Lou Qianzhong, who was in mid-air, had already thrown the flying sword under his feet at this time. He also followed the example of the Monk in Cloak and stepped on the shoulder of the pillar.

"Ahh Phew, just wanted to say something, throwing things in the face like this is too much. ”

The whole body of the monk was shrouded in the cloud of smoke and dust thrown out by the glutinous rice, and his figure was a little blurred, spitting out the ashes that he had swallowed in his mouth, and shaking his body to escape from the ashes.

Seeing that the five sword cultivators were almost touching the edge of the ash, Nuomi also became anxious, got up from the ground, and shouted loudly, "Be careful! Don't touch that dust! ”

The five of them were stunned, although they didn't know the meaning of glutinous rice, but they could probably guess some. Except for Lou Qianzhong in mid-air, the other four people all stabilized their bodies and did not approach the direction of the monk in the cloak again.

Lou Qianzhong was already in mid-air at this time, and it was too late to avoid it, so he could only watch himself fall into the cloud of soot.

Nuomi raised her hand anxiously and shouted, "Senior brother! ”

The pillar is worthy of always following Nuomi's side, and she can be regarded as having a good heart, before Nuomi shouted out, he had already stretched out his hand to the back, and scooped up Lou Qianzhong at the last moment.

Glutinous rice breathed a sigh of relief.

The powder she threw out was a kind of narcotic that she had refined herself. After getting close, no matter what level of cultivation the monk is, he will be affected a little bit. She had tried it herself, and she was numb for almost half a day. If Lou Qianzhong's cultivation level came into contact with that medicinal powder, I am afraid that he would have to have more than a bag of cigarettes and would not be able to move.

Only a Gu puppet like the pillar would have no reaction to those medicinal powders.

At this time, Nuomi didn't have time to explain the effect of the medicinal powder to everyone, so he just trembled his rattan whip to his wrist.

Where do those sword cultivators need glutinous rice to talk about, the flying sword danced at this time, and the sword intent turned into a sharp sword qi, which approached the monk in the center of the medicinal powder.

"Oops, it's really tight."

The Monk didn't know if he was smiling or what expression he was making, but his voice sounded quite relaxed.

His figure hung behind the powder, and he couldn't see it very clearly. Although Ye Fan and the others had already slashed at him with their swords, they still didn't have any foundation in their hearts.

Sure enough, I saw that the figure of the clothed monk suddenly became shorter, as if he had shrunk up, and his back arched, and the tall shadow in the original medicinal powder gradually lowered. It gets lower and lower, and soon it disappears from the powder.

Ye Fan and the others were standing next to them, and they could see it very clearly, but when the flying sword fell again, the people in the clothes had already lost their shadows. Only a small "ding" sound was heard, followed by several continuous crashing sounds.

After the powder dispersed, they realized that several flying swords had only scratched a few long marks on the ground. All of their attacks were cut in the air, and the Monk had long since lost sight of where to hide, leaving only an empty place. RO