When the water of Yunmeng Daze crossed thousands of miles and passed through the night sky, the heaven and earth along the way fell into a kind of solemn tranquility before the storm.

The air was heavy and darkness was overwhelming.

The night peacock was sensitive, raised his head in doubt, and looked at the sky far away with his surging eyes.

"Yun Mengze, what did that ancient priest do when he made such a big commotion at night?"

The orange-clothed priest is one of the oldest monsters in the realm of Lingbi City, and the master he serves is the ancient Chujiang Dragon King, legend has it that after the white dragon king was suppressed by the Pure Yang True Monarch of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, this solemn priest lived a semi-secluded life in Yunmengze, often not leaving Yunmengze once for decades.

The orange-clothed priest is an orderly monster who does not eat people, and his existence has a very special significance to Lingbi City and even the Jiangnan realm. He was so majestic that he even formulated some of the rules of the Lingbi Demon Realm.

"The priest dares to provoke him? Who is so short-sighted and seeks to suffer for himself. ”

Thinking happily, the Night Sky Sparrow shook his head, feeling a moment of silence for the demon who had angered the priest.

Then he was ready to urge Ye Ling in the house to leave, he had been waiting for a while, and he had to leave quickly, otherwise it would change later, and it would be easy to cause accidents.

The next moment.

The night peacock was struck by lightning, and his face changed drastically.

Rumble!

A tall orange figure descended from the top of the sky, like a comet hitting the ground, but it hovered for a moment when it was about to touch the ground, and the frenzied waves of air stirred up by the ground swung in all directions, the trees shook and the houses trembled.

Yun Mengze has not arrived, and the priest has arrived first!

The orange-clothed priest's robe hung down, like a solemn god descending from the sky, and his cold gaze like the abyss and the sea looked around.

The night peacock's expression was cloudy, and the black clothes were wantonly swaying in the wind and waves, and he instantly turned his mind and asked out loud.

"Priest, you have a good reputation and don't do evil things, could it be that you have changed your temper tonight and want to come to get a piece of yang soup?"

His heart became heavy, who leaked the news? Could it be that the faceless scholar also went to the vicinity of Yunmengze to look for monsters? He was bumped into by the orange-clothed priest? There is more than enough success, and more than failure!

The orange-clothed god ignored him, lowered his majestic head, and only looked at the young man who came out of the house, and asked.

"Ye Ling, what do you want these demons for?"

The night peacock secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he was like a great enemy in an instant.

on the ground.

Ye Ling held the potted lotus leaf that was becoming more and more verdant in both hands, stepped on the doorrail, and the big black dog followed closely with his tail high.

He asked, looking up, calmly.

"Lord Priest, what can you do?"

The night peacock listened to it thrillingly.

The priest really came for the people who were at the peak of his yang energy, and they knew him! He kept weighing it in his heart, and he knew that if this was the case, he should have moved his southeast mountain as well.

"Priest, you listen to me, you and I have joined forces to trap this person, and the pure yang energy is endless. I respect you as a senior, you occupy the majority of yang energy, why can't you step into the earth fairyland? Why bother begging for such a mundane for a little yang energy?!"

In his opinion, if he wants Yang Qi, he can't just take it directly. Why do you have to trade with humans? It takes a lot of effort, but you can't take advantage of it even a little.

As if he hadn't heard the night peacock speak, a smile appeared on Sen Ran's dry face, and he replied to Ye Ling.

"Whether they live or die, you can decide. ”

Naturally, they refer to the night peacocks, as well as the group of little demons and three-eyed apes who had just escaped not far away.

As soon as this remark came out.

The night peacock was furious, and the breath up and down his body instantly climbed to the peak, and the ancient breath was overwhelming.

Ye Ling opened his mouth with a smile, narrowed his eyes and said.

"Nature is death. ”

"Yes. ”

Ye Ling put down the lotus potted plant, twisted his neck, and laughed deeply.

"The big one is troublesome, and the big one is the one I will do by myself. ”

Seeing this extremely annoying picture, the night sky sparrow seemed to regard him as a worthless commodity, and decided the belonging and ending at will, which made him unbearable, his face was pale, he completely lost his demeanor, and said angrily.

"Give you face, do you really think I'm afraid of you?! It's the same as moving mountains, priest, you will eat me?!"

In the midst of an earth-shattering roar.

The black-feathered peacock that demonized into a mountain peak, as if he had walked out of ancient mythology, his gorgeous wings suddenly spread, and the wind was blowing, he did not hesitate, and he quickly fled towards the outside of Lingbi City with his heart!

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The sky above Lingbi City suddenly darkened, and it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

It's darkness in the truest sense of the word.

There was not a single ray of light in the heavens and the earth, and the darkness was terrifying.

Because the secluded lake water from Yunmengze has finally arrived, completely covering this side of the sky, and there is not a trace of starry and moonlight that can penetrate and shine on the earth.

By the Chu River, it was extremely quiet, and only a pair of bright dog eyes remained.

The big black dog ran into the house and licked a few mouthfuls of water, staggered around, and then ran to the gate and squatted.

"Wang!"

In the open space ahead, a large lotus leaf umbrella was suspended.

It was a psychic thing mastered by the orange-clothed priest, and it was a small world of its own, and Ye Ling was now in it, and those blood-practicing realm monsters other than the night peacock were also included in the umbrella of the orange-clothed priest.

They met in the narrow road in the small world under the umbrella, and there was no way to retreat, only a battle of life and death.

This is the illusion battlefield created by the orange-clothed priest, and the effect is naturally far superior to the faceless scholar's Shura illusion, otherwise, with Ye Ling's current strength, although it is more powerful than those monsters, but more than two dozen demons scattered and fled, and he couldn't stop them all.

As for Zizhong, the priest who moved the mountain realm, he went out of the city to pursue the night peacock who also moved the mountain realm.

A pillar of incense is just time.

Kill the mountain demon.

The orange-clothed priest returned to this place, like a triumphant god, carrying the bloody head of a man in black in his big hand.

The water of Yunmengze is still in the sky, and not a drop has fallen on the earth.

Boom!

The orange-clothed priest casually threw the head of the night peacock on the ground, then turned his gaze to look at the scene of the battle of Ye Ling in the lotus leaf umbrella, and muttered to himself.

"It's going to take some time before he's done. ”

The three-eyed ape is very powerful, and the dying struggle is even more ferocious, bursting with strong power, and the battle is extremely fierce, and will last for a long time.

"I'll give you some more youkai!"

The priest's eyes suddenly widened, and there were brilliant runes swirling inside, first shining on the figure of a faceless scholar, and then hundreds of them appeared, most of them in the lotus leaf umbrella, some blowing cold wind on the top of the mountain, or guiding the way for the demon in the forest.

The orange-clothed priest disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already found all the clones of the faceless scholar and the monsters in his companions, and threw them all into the lotus leaf umbrella.

"Time should be enough. ”

The orange-clothed priest muttered to himself inexplicably, and then turned his majestic tall figure with a solemn expression, looking at the big black dog lying on the steps with his tongue sticking out.

He folded his hands in front of his chest and saluted them solemnly from top to bottom.

"Guilty officer Zizhong, meet Lord Charcoal. ”