"Hahaha~~~" Monk Zhuji laughed, "Senior Sister Du, the use of this bhikshu beast is not just so simple, you and Senior Brother Dongfang together are not even as good as the fur of the bhikshu beast, but unfortunately you are about to die, the use of the bhikshu beast, you will not know it in your life." Senior sister, don't worry, I won't use you to refine your soul, but you also helped me take this bhikshu beast, which can be regarded as a kindness to me, I will start happily and directly let you destroy your form and spirit and enter reincarnation......"

As he spoke, Brother Tsukiji took out a lyre from his bosom, it turned out that he was proficient in music theory and specialized in lyre, and his real main weapon was this lyre.

Monk Zhuji plucked the strings with his fingers, and seven light slashes flew out of the piano, three went to Wang Si, and four went to Du Yuesheng, who was obviously seriously injured Wang Si was easier to deal with than Du Yuesheng.

Du Yuesheng was already ready to fight when he spoke just now, the spiritual weapon in his hand had already flown out, and he grabbed a handful of talisman seals in his hand and threw it away like a foundation building monk. Du Yuesheng didn't fall in love with the battle, and took advantage of the gap between the Zhuji monks to resist the attack, and ran towards the entrance of the cave with a dodge.

Du Yuesheng took out another handful of talismans from his storage bag as he ran, and threw them towards the magic circle that the Zhuji Monk had arranged at the entrance of the cave. With a bang, the magic circle burst into ripples, faintly scattering.

Du Yuesheng's face was overjoyed, and he ran quickly, and the trick in his hand was about to be thrown to the magic circle. Suddenly, her heart ached, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Poisoned?! This was Du Yuesheng's first thought. When did he get poisoned?! This was Du Yuesheng's second thought.

"You ......" Du Yuesheng looked back in shock.

The spiritual weapon that Du Yuesheng sacrificed was surrounding the head of the Zhuji monk, and for some reason, bursts of black qi were emitting from the spiritual weapon......

Monk Tsukiji smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth. A spell directly hit Du Yuesheng's body, and Du Yuesheng, who was terrified, turned into ashes like this, and his body and spirit were destroyed.

"You" became Du Yuesheng's last sentence in this world. She didn't know exactly how the Tsukiji monk poisoned her until she died, only the last glance, the black smoke of the spiritual weapon was deeply reflected in her eyes......

On the side of Wang Si, who was seriously injured, he easily resolved the three light slashes.

It turned out that when Du Yuesheng was talking to Monk Zhuji, Wang Si took out a beast talisman and secretly poured spiritual power into it. When Monk Tsukiji attacked, he threw out the Talisman at the same time.

The beast talisman belongs to the superior talisman in the rune path. It is more complicated and troublesome to make than ordinary runes, and each beast rune seals the soul of a demon beast. After the beast talisman is activated, the attack power of the beast soul in it is not as good as before death. But it can also exert seventy percent of its power. If it is a beast talisman made by everyone, the power of the beast soul can even be almost the same as that of the demon beast before its death.

The beast talisman in Wang Si's hand was specially found for him by Elder Dongfang and used to save his life. The beast talisman is sealed with an immortal bird. This immortal bird is not a phoenix. It is a kind of bird, bird and monster, which is said to be a relative of the phoenix in the world for several generations. Although the immortal bird cannot be compared to the phoenix, it is still a fire-type demon beast with powerful attack power.

Moreover, Wang Si's immortal bird was a third-order demon beast before his death, which was equivalent to a human Jindan monk. Due to the limitations of the beast talisman itself, as well as the limitations of the user's spiritual power, this immortal bird can only barely exert fifty percent of its power before birth. Although it is only fifty percent, it is still comparable to the monks in the middle of foundation building.

The reason why Wang Si dared to follow the foundation monk into the rift valley to search for treasure this time. It's just that he has this beast talisman on his body, and he hasn't used it before. It is to leave the critical moment to build the foundation, and the monks are unexpected.

This foundation-building monk is only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, so he is naturally invincible to the immortal bird and beast soul, but his face is not flustered, but a trace of disdain appeared on his face, "Senior Brother Dongfang, it turns out that you still have a back hand, it seems that you were seriously injured just now, I'm afraid it's also a ground......"

Wang Si sneered and did not answer, his face was also grim.

Today, he and the Tsukiji Monk can only have one person to get out alive, and he has the help of the immortal birds and beast souls, although he is injured, he still has a few more chances of winning than the Tsukiji Monk.

Wang Si has never suffered such a loss as today since he entered the mountain gate, and he has hated the foundation building monk to the extreme, and he is determined to kill the foundation building monk today.

Wang Si didn't talk nonsense, pointed at the immortal bird, and attacked first. The undead bird that was originally hovering above his head had a large beak, and it spewed fire and pounced on the Tsukiji monk. Wang Si took out a medium-grade spirit stone from the storage bag to replenish the spiritual power lost from his physical strength, and at the same time sacrificed his spirit weapon, and attacked the foundation monk together with the immortal bird.

A fierce color flashed in the eyes of the Zhuji monk, and the spirit beast ring in his hand shook, and the bhikshu beast that had just been subdued was released by him.

The spirit of the bhikshu beast that had originally undergone the blood array engraved soul mark was a little sluggish, but at this time it had regained its vitality, and it seemed that the pill that the Tsukiji monk had given it before had taken effect.

The bhikshu beast confronted the immortal bird under the command of Monk Tsuki, and Monk Tsukiki plucked the lyre in his arms and pointed it at Wangs.

Bhikshu beasts are innate fire spirit animals, born in the fire spirit pool, and are born to manipulate flames and feed on fire. The soul of the third-order fire demon beast before the death of the immortal bird also manipulated the flames. Both are playing with fire, but this time they are playing together, but they are opponents.

Originally, in terms of talent, the bhikshu's ability to control fire was above that of the immortal bird, but it was a pity that the bhikkhu beast that the monk Zhuji subdued was only a baby beast, and its combat experience was almost zero, and his mind was insufficient. And this third-order immortal bird soul has experienced a hundred battles before his death, and he has rich experience in fighting methods, although he is inferior to a bhikshu beast in terms of fire control ability, but his experience makes up for his innate shortcomings.

The bhikshu beast and the immortal bird fought inseparably, but Wang Si and the Zhuji monk were directly one-sided.

As a monk, Wang Si is really unqualified in his scheming. Just now, when he was calculating his combat strength, he actually forgot about the bhikshu beast that Monk Zhuji had just subdued. As soon as the bhikshu beast appeared, the original situation was immediately reversed.

The serious miscalculation of the battle situation led to Wang Si being pressed and beaten by the Zhuji monks as soon as he saw him. Wang Si was determined. But he has injured spiritual power on his body, not to mention that he is already a realm away from the foundation building monk.

The Zhuji monk looked for a killing move, and Wang Si, who was originally attacking first, could only change his move to defend desperately. A few rounds down. The blood that Wang Si spat out had already stained half of his shirt.

Wang Si, who was suppressed, was thinking about it, and peeked at the exit out of the corner of his eye, and his small action was naturally seen by the Zhuji monk.

Monk Zhuji snorted disdainfully, his fingers plucked several times on the lyre, and fourteen light slashes flew towards Wang Si like fourteen scimitars.

Wang Si saw that it was not good, so he didn't hesitate, and he didn't have time to see how the battle was going on the Immortal Bird's side. Dodge and ran towards the exit.

The Zhuji monk had already prepared and shouted, "Senior brother." It's too late to go! With a quick flick of his fingers, fourteen rays of light flew towards Wang Si. Adding the previous fourteen, there were a total of twenty-eight light slashes chasing behind Wang Si at this time.

Wang Si shouted loudly as he ran. "Senior brother think twice. I have the distraction of the Eastern Elder, if you kill me, my ancestor will know that he will never let you go......"

When the Zhuji monk heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, and was about to withdraw the twenty-eight light slashes, but the light slashes had already chased an inch behind Wang Si. Even if he was desperately devoured by spiritual power, it was too late to stop it.

And Wang Si did not give up running away after shouting a word. He said this only to stop Monk Tsukiji for a moment, to buy time for him to break the magic circle at the exit. It's a pity that he miscalculated again, he couldn't use his divine sense to see the situation behind him in the cave, his attention was all on the magic circle in front of him, and he didn't realize that the light slash behind him had deceived him by an inch.

In Wang Si's mind, Monk Zhuji listened to his words, even if he didn't believe it, he had to think about it, so all his thoughts were on breaking the formation, as long as the breaking speed was fast, he still had the hope of escaping.

Wangs's idea was good, but he didn't get the timing right. Monk Zhuji did hesitate, and even wanted to withdraw the attack, but it was too late, and his trick to recall the spell had not yet been pinched, and the light slash had already slashed at Wang Si's body.

Twenty-eight light slashes, one by one, hit Wang Si's body without hindrance, his body was immediately cut to pieces, and at the last moment when he was dying and struggling, this immature refining monk still did not give up and escape, but he was a step too late after all, only his severed right arm flew into the hole......

Seeing that Wang Si's body was broken into several pieces of Yuan Shen and also dissipated under the light slash, Monk Zhuji sighed loudly, and then looked at Wang Si's broken corpse with a puzzled face. For a long time, Monk Zhuji didn't feel anything unusual, and with a twist of his mind, he raised his hand and burned Wang Si's body to ashes with a flame technique.

Monk Zhuji suddenly scolded, "Dead boy, he actually deceived me when he died, but fortunately he didn't ......fall for it."

It turned out that if what Wang Si said before he died was true, then the distraction of the Eastern Elder should have appeared after his death, but nothing happened, let alone any distraction, and the Zhuji monk knew that Wang Si's words were actually deceiving him.

In fact, Elder Dongfang really wanted to leave a mark on him back then, but Wang Si was having an awkward relationship with the Dongfang family at that time, and the matter was put aside, and later everyone forgot about it. Because Wang Si knew that he did not have the distraction of the Eastern Elders, he only used this matter to deceive the Zhuji Monk when he had to fight for the last time.

In general, Wang Si is still too immature, although his talent is high, his heart is insufficient, his combat experience is too little, and he does not know how to grasp the opportunity. Just say that this distraction, he could have said it earlier, it was all a fraud after all, and the Zhuji monk had no way to verify whether what he said was true, as long as the Zhuji monk had scruples, maybe he might not dare to kill Wang Si in the end.

From Wang Si, we can see a phenomenon, in the cultivation realm, why there are very few high-ranking monks with high qualifications. It was because these highly qualified cultivators cultivated too quickly in the early days and failed to achieve both physical and mental cultivation, so that they could not adapt to the cruel battles in the cultivation realm, and most of them fell early.

In front of the magic circle at the entrance of the cave, there were two storage bags, one for Wang Si and the other for Du Yuesheng. After killing Du Yuesheng just now, the Zhuji monks didn't have time to clean up the battlefield.

The monk unhurriedly put the two storage bags into his arms, and then came back to his senses to help the bhikshu beast.

The battle opportunity on the Bhikshu Beast's side has actually begun to shift, after all, the immortal bird beast soul is only a soul state, and the longer the battle drags on, the weaker the beast soul becomes. And the bhikshu beast is worthy of being an innate fire spirit beast, and there is endless fire spirit power in the fire spirit pool next to it for it to replenish, but it is becoming more and more courageous the more it fights.

Now that Wang Si is dead, the soul demon beast can't absorb the fire spirit power of the fire spirit pool, and the spiritual power can't be replenished, and it gradually falls behind.

Monk Zhuji saw the timing of the battle between the immortal bird and the bhikshu beast, and his fingers plucked the lyre, and the fourteen light slashes were sent out again, directly hitting the immortal bird's body. The poor immortal soul let out one last scream and dissipated into the air.

The Zhuji monk had a big heart at this time, and the process of killing Du Yuesheng and Wang Si could be said to be effortless, and it only took one-third of his spiritual power to kill them all, and this matter was done without knowing it, and there was no worries at all.

No one knew that Du Yuesheng and Wang Si had entered the rift valley with him, even Elder Li had reservations, and his concubine had also died, so no one in this world knew about it anymore. Of course, Ye Zitong and Tingmei were also mortal in his opinion, so he didn't treat them as a threat at all. In the future, even if the Eastern Elders found out that Wang Si had fallen, they would not be able to find his head.

Only the group of people who killed his concubines could pose a threat to him, and it seemed that his movements had quickened, and he quickly took the second bhikkhu beast and left here early.

Monk Zhuji was happy at this time, he calmed down the bhikshu beast, took out another pill and threw it to it, it seemed that he was still humming a small tune, probably he had already seen the day when he formed the Golden Pill with the help of Elder Li and became the elder of the Lishan Sect.

And behind the Zhuji monk, Ye Zitong, who was completely destroyed by him, had an extremely terrifying expression on his face at this time. If he had looked back, he would have been frightened, and maybe everything that followed would not have happened.

Ye Zitong stared at Tingmei's body with red eyes, Tingmei was still floating in the air at this time, and blood was still flowing out of his body, but now there was no Zhuji monk casting a spell, and the blood could only drip on the stones by the pool. The originally fiery red stone was soaked in blood, emitting a strange blood light.

Most of the blood in Tingmei's body was wasted like this, and Monk Tsukiji had no intention of helping him stop the bleeding. Probably he didn't bother to stop Tingmei's bleeding at all, what does it matter if Lin Tingmei dies, anyway, there is still a Ye Ye Zitong here, and the blood of the Lin family is enough.

Ye Zitong watched Tingmei's vitality dissipate little by little, and his face turned from pale to gray. Although Ting Mei was in a coma from beginning to end, his body still retained the most basic functional responses, and the original frequent convulsions gradually decreased and became weaker and weaker.

Ting Mei is dying!

That's how my dad died! (To be continued......)