"Huh?"

King Kong slammed his fist into the chest of the person in front of him, and the man flew upside down, his chest sunken, and he was no longer alive when he landed.

"Master, this person had a strange feeling just now." King Kong said, "It seems that there is a stone blocking my fist, very similar to the 'wolf' some time ago. ”

"In the world of Xianxia, it is normal to have the power of gods and ghosts and luck to protect the body, be careful." Tang Luo reminded, "Some people may be able to take the initiative to use this power. ”

"Okay." King Kong nodded.

"I watched that Cao He rested, and after recovering, I felt a little different." Tang Yuhan said, "Maybe the people in important positions in the Great You and Northern Plains tribes have special strength to protect their bodies. ”

The person who was killed by King Kong's punch just now obviously has a high status, just like a small leader.

"I'm afraid so." Tang Luo said.

This is good news and bad news for the gods and demons walking.

The good news goes without saying, at least you don't have to worry about any demons and monsters killing into the hinterland of the Great Ghost and bleeding for thousands of miles.

has the power of luck to protect the body, even if you can't use it, it's just a simple passive defense, and it's not a simple thing for demons to hurt people.

The bad news is that this power is just as effective against gods and demons.

Invisibly, it weakens the power of the gods and demons to walk, restricting their play.

For example, this task is to protect the fortunes of the country, what if you encounter traitors who harm the country and benefit themselves?

For the gods and demons to walk, the best way is to kill them directly, so as not to continue to cause trouble to the moths.

But if the other party is in a high position, he will have luck to protect the body, even if he is an ordinary person, ordinary means may not be able to hurt the other party.

Dayou and even Beiyuan seem to be ordinary ancient cold weapon dynasties and tribes.

But in today's situation, the word "gods and ghosts" can be added.

While talking, he suddenly became "cheerful" a lot.

But it was the people of the Giant Stone Tribe who surrounded a large courtyard and attacked.

The people inside are desperately resisting, I'm afraid there is some important person, it is estimated that it is the king of the fire tribe.

"Han Deshun! You don't come out again! Your son is gone! ”

The boulder tribe outside, led by a middle-aged man, with a general's belly, beard, short and stocky, has a momentum.

In front of him knelt a shivering young man, a shiny scimitar in his hand, resting on the young man's neck.

With a slight stroke, blood oozed out and stained the blade red.

"Hah!" There was a loud laugh from the Gaomen compound, "Bao'er is red!" There are more than twenty sons of Lao Tzu! You've killed them all! ”

The names of the people of the northern plains are varied, and the tribes and tribes are different, which is quite chaotic.

However, with the passage of time, it gradually unified, and it was basically divided into several types.

Han Deshun and Bao'er Chijin are names that belong to different categories.

There are differences in culture, but they are not big, if the difference is huge, it is estimated that it will be difficult to unite and unify, and then covet the great ghost.

Cooperation, alliance, and even integration inevitably require certain basic conditions.

"More than twenty, that's amazing." King Kong touched his chin and said, his voice was loud, no lower than the shouts of Han Deshun and Bao'er Chijin.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of the people of the Giant Stone Tribe.

Originally, their attention was focused on the courtyard in front of them, and the sound of attacking and shouting was endless, so it was inevitable to ignore the back.

This attack on the Fire Tribe, the Giant Stone Tribe can be said to have completed 90%, and some of the men and horses are chasing and killing the "remnants", as long as they capture the mansion in front of them and kill Han Deshun, they will be done.

Where would have thought that there would be strangers in the "rear" that had been stabilized.

A group of people immediately turned around, drew their bows and arrows, and shot them into hedgehogs at the slightest movement.

The short and stocky Bao'er Chijin casually handed the scimitar to the person next to him, turned to look at the stranger, and his face was slightly solemn.

Two men and one woman.

The person who spoke up just now was a tall and strong man, a few points taller than the first warrior of the Boulder Tribe.

Although there was a smile on his face, his bloody breath and stained blood stains were like a humanoid beast, which was daunting.

The woman had a cold appearance, white face and red lips, and she was a complete beauty.

Holding a seemingly ordinary sword, there is a slight red light flowing on it, and at a glance, there is a feeling that the flow of qi and blood is not smooth.

The last person was a handsome man in white clothes and white hair, with one hand on his chest and a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his wrist, seemingly a monk.

It seems that there is no special place, and there is no other atmosphere, but standing in this blood-stained place, there is no dust on the body, and even the shoes are clean.

Not to mention that he held a hideous bone sword in his other hand, and he didn't know what kind of beast it was made of.

Obviously, it's not easy to match.

"How many?"

Bao'er is not in a hurry to let people release arrows, and he is surrounded by good hands. It's not yet full of strings, so keep the bow drawn, and you can maintain a stick of incense for a long time.

"Amitabha." Tang Luo chose a Buddha name, "The poor monk's name is Xuanzang, and he is here." ”

"Stop?" Bao'er was stunned for a moment, revealing a cruel smile, "Does the mage want me to stop?" ”

"Yes." Tang Luo nodded, "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, why do you donors fight and kill?" It's better to sit down and have a good chat and settle the grudge. ”

"I wanted to talk, but the people inside wouldn't agree." Bao'er Chijin said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you donors put down their swords, the people inside will naturally come out." Tang Luo said.

As he spoke, the Megalith Tribe gradually stopped attacking, and the people and horses "scattered" in this "half city" were also coming one after another.

formed a not very tight encirclement, and surrounded Tang Luo and the three of them.

Bao'er frowned, why are there so many fewer people?

The Fire Tribe's dying throes shouldn't have been so intense.

It's just that the first thing now is to deal with the three uninvited people in front of you, but it's not the time to think about this.

"Put down the sword soldiers, and the people inside will come out?" Bao'er Chijin laughed and said loudly, "Han Deshun, did you hear that?" There is a monk outside who is willing to make peace for us, come out! ”

"Get out!"

Han Deshun's tone was fierce, he couldn't hold on, but he was panicked in his heart.

I can't find a way to break through, so I can only use the geographical advantage to defend how long can I hold on?

"You heard this mage, but the other party was unwilling." Bao'er Chijin said, her tone mocking.

For a while, I couldn't tell whether this monk was really naïve or not.

"The donors haven't put down their swords yet, how can the donors inside be willing to come out?" Tang Luo smiled.

"If the mage can call them out, we will naturally put down our swords." Bao'er yawned and lost her patience.

"So, are your donors unwilling to take the initiative to stop fighting?" Tang Luo's tone was quiet.

Bao'er's face sank: "Monk, if you want to find death, just say it." His tone was cold, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved.

"Collapse!"

The sound of many bowstrings vibrating, and the space in front of Tang Luo and the three of them was suddenly covered by dense arrows.

It's not easy to dodge.

King Kong had no intention of dodging, his body was a mess, his muscles were tense, and those arrows fell on him, leaving only faint white marks.

It was just a tear through his clothes.

After the last time, King Kong had been on guard, and now his whole body is forced, like a piece of steel, and these arrows naturally can't hurt a bit.

The pair of wings resurfaced behind Tang Yuhan, and they covered it forward to protect their whole body.

This is real steel, which easily blocks all arrows.

The left hand that stood in front of his chest was raised, his five fingers spread, and Tang Luoshi showed a parry, which was able to block all the arrows.

A volley came down, and the three were unscathed.

Without waiting for the second volley, King Kong roared and rushed towards the crowd in front of him, using himself as a weapon and crashing into the crowd.

The arms swept across, like two giant cylinders, and they were injured when they rubbed together, and they died when they collided.

Brave to the extreme, worthy of the name of King Kong.

Tang Yuhan soared into the sky, and then fell quickly, directly using the steel wings as a weapon, sweeping past the people of the Giant Stone Tribe who rushed up behind him.

Blood splattered everywhere, and its severity was even more than that of King Kong.

However, Tang Yuhan's body was not stained with any blood, only the red lips became more and more "bright", giving people the feeling that they were almost dripping blood.

"Great Immortal Master?" Bao'er Chijin's face was shocked.

Like wizards, cultivators who walk in the Great Secluded Territory also have the title of "Immortal Master".

Everyone carried people in sedan chairs with each other, and over time, the titles of "immortal master" and "wizard" were decided.

Bao'er looked to her side.

There stood a man with a pile of miscellaneous things hanging from his body, not an old man, but a very young man.

It's old-fashioned, and he is holding a wooden cane, which looks a little weird.

There was no need for Bao'er to say anything, and the priest did it.

I saw him pull it on his body, and I didn't know what he pulled down, threw it into his mouth, chewed it twice quickly, and opened his mouth to spit it out.

A puff of black smoke with an unpleasant smell came out of his mouth and flew at a speed no slower than an arrow.

The target of this puff of black smoke is none other than Tang Luo, who has not yet made a move.

The priest could see clearly, even though the strong man was amazingly brave, and the woman was also very strong.

But the two vaguely took the white-haired monk as the leader, so they naturally wanted to capture the thief and capture the king first.

The black smoke came, and the roaring dog lying on Tang Luo's shoulder opened his eyes, a red light flashed, and he raised his paws.

There was no touch, and the black smoke immediately vanished.

The priest's face changed suddenly, and a mere brute could actually break through his black smoke?

"Crack!"

As his face changed, the priest's wooden staff slammed on the ground, and the ground shook a little.

His other hand was raised, his little finger outstretched, blood crackling.

The finger was actually "catapulted" out by him as a weapon, and shattered again in mid-air, forming almost invisible blood foam and broken bones, which shrouded Tang Luo.