Although Zhuo Qingyun is a strong person who transforms into a god, he is only a cultivator in the early stage of transformation into a god, and he has a chronic illness in his body, otherwise he would not let go of the majesty of a cultivator in the god realm and live in seclusion in a mountain village.

And for so many years, he has been living in a mountain village for a long time, and his combat instinct is not so alert, and his actual combat power is not as strong as that of a real god master, so the joint attack of the two barbarian kings suddenly made him suffer a lot of losses.

Rao was invincible, Zhuo Qingyun received a blow, and only took a few steps back, reacted, and said in his mouth: "The birth door turns, the door is closed, the east is the north!"

The French flag is as ordered, flipped in a circle.

The open space in front of him turned into a field of fire, thunder, wind and clouds, and fire like snakes, all of which pounced like enemies.

The Dongxun Barbarian King let out a low shout, "Won!"

The ring in his hand emitted light, forming a huge demon beast like a dog, with a triangular head and two twigs on his ears, with a small bundle of horns in the middle, only raised, and the fur on his body was spotted, but he didn't know what kind of monster it was.

The monster's body gradually solidified, "sigh law~"

The two big horns on his head were spread out like a big tree, covering the wind, and the mouth was opened, and there was no sound, but it actually sucked up a raging fire, which was very powerful.

Although Tu Yan is reckless, he has also gone through battles big and small to become a barbarian king, how can he not seize such a good opportunity.

As soon as the wind waved, the figure directly hit Zhuo Qingyun's body, and with a palm, it was directly shot out more than ten meters away.

"Poof!" Zhuo Qingyun, the village chief who couldn't help but be injured again, wiped the blood from his mouth with one hand, and sneered: "A few little rabbit cubs, with so much strength under them, they can't kill my old man, hehehe!"

This bitter ridicule was just a means to delay time, and King Qing Zhen was anxious to march the army, and did not respond, seeing that one person and two people could not kill the old man, several people's eyes converged, and the three barbarian kings who did not hesitate to attack at the same time.

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At this time, the elder of the Qingyun Sect had just arrived, and when he saw many demon barbarian soldiers besieging this small village, he was puzzled, and immediately killed a group of demon barbarians in the west of the village, preparing to sneak into the village to find out.

I just wanted to enter the village, but I saw a group of villagers hiding at the entrance of the village.

I learned from the villagers that the village is called Shanshui Village, Zhuo Qingyun resisted the demon barbarians alone in order to save everyone, and the villagers saw that the elder of the Wushu Sect knew which sect he was, and saw that he was extraordinary, and the fairy aura was surrounded, and he had already been overturned.

Wu Xuzong was originally a jealous and hateful character, and after listening to the cries of the villagers, he didn't care about the safety of these people, so he ran into the village.

After entering the village, my heart gradually calmed down, and I observed all the way, the village was organized and reasonable, and it was actually a formation, and the village chief who must be able to stop the demon barbarian was not an ordinary person.

When he had been running to the east of the village, he suddenly saw the scene of the three barbarian kings besieging Zhuo Qingyun.

The three barbarian kings attacked a thin old man together, presumably the old village chief in the mouth of the villagers.

Although he was amazed that there was such a cultivator in a remote village, the anger in his heart rose in vain when he saw his clumsy appearance under the joint attack of the three barbarian kings.

"Die for me!"

The elder of the Wu Xuan Sect summoned a bronze mirror in his hand, and when he took it, he shot out a yellow light, shining directly at the three barbarian kings.

First of all, the Qing Barbarian King reacted the fastest, his figure retreated violently, and the bluestone slab ground under his feet "snorted" and shot out a deep pit.

The subsequent Dongxun barbarian king could not be stopped because of a distance.

The worst thing is the barbarian king Tu Yan. In the first place, he couldn't dodge, he was illuminated, and all the places that were irradiated were bare, and the wolf hair on his body was almost burned clean and turned into a naked lamb.

The angry Tu Yan Barbarian King knew that this mirror light was quite powerful, if it hadn't been turned into the body, he was afraid that he would have been injured, so he had to scold: "Bastard, damn it, you sneak attack me!"

The majestic body swelled again, turning into the size of a house, and the body was covered with greenery, like a mountain tree, and one claw pounced fiercely.

The old village chief Zhuo Qingyun is not a pedantic person, although he does not know Wu Xu, but in the Great Wilderness Region, especially in the Northern Xinjiang region, people and demons are incompatible, so when he saw that Wu Xuan was a master of the human race, he knew that he had come to help, and he was much braver.

As soon as the blood in his mouth was vomited, the old face was even a little older, and the small flag in his hand stood in the wind and became brilliant: "Gossip has become sixty-four swords!"

The voice shook, and the gossip array, which was originally missing a door, turned into a life-and-life, life and death, and the whole village turned.

In an instant, the house collapsed, the earth cracked, and all of a sudden the whole vision was clouded, and the smoke was rising, and the rest of the demon barbarian soldiers who were sweeping in the village were chaotic, and the whole scene was noisy and chaotic.

Even the barbarian king can't break through this mystery, and the vigorous demonic energy is not enough to maintain this square, let alone the enemy.

"Fellow Daoist, follow me!"

Just when Wu Xuan was also in confusion, the voice of the old village chief Zhuo Qingyun sounded in the ears of the elder of the Wu Xuan sect, and then a thin hand grabbed Wu Xu's arm.

In fact, with the strength of him and the newcomer Wu Xu, if he joins forces, it will be more than enough to deal with the three barbarian kings. After all, he and Wu Xue are both masters of the Transformation God Realm, even if he himself has a chronic illness, Wu Xue has no problems at all, and if he really exerts his full strength, one person can clean up these three barbarian kings.

Zhuo Qingyun is not unaware of this.

It's just that all cultivators are often good at looking at qi, so although no one gave him a message, he had already seen through the qi that the demonic qi in the north was rampant and the evil qi invaded the sky, and the demon barbarian army was definitely close at hand. If they stay here for a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be entangled and surrounded by a large army, or attract more demon barbarians and demon masters.

They are also old dealers with the grassland demons, and they know very well the routines of the demons, often invaded by large armies, and must be accompanied by corresponding demon masters. With the menacing appearance of the other party this time, the demon masters who came with him knew that there were not a few without asking, and it was definitely not something that the two of them could resist.

Seeing Zhuo Qingyun's formation method of turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, the old man of the Wu Xuan Sect was a little surprised, but then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Wait until I go to capture a demon barbarian and then leave." ”

Although he also knew the danger, he still thought of the instructions of the Blood Demon Ancestor in his heart, how could this matter be abandoned halfway.

Zhuo Qingyun frowned, and then said, "Okay, then I'll send you a message and teach you how to go." ”

The two glanced at each other, and their divine senses transmitted.

"Three steps to the left, one step back to the right, two steps to the right, five steps to the left......" Zhuo Qingyun, the village chief of the Divine Consciousness Transmission, didn't know the identity of Wu Xu, nor did he know his specific example, but he was in the trust of saving his life, and he couldn't help but look forward to his return from capturing the enemy.

At this time, the entire village had turned into a land of thunder and fire, wind roaring, and a quagmire land, and the elder of the Wu Xuan Sect who had received guidance had only arrived in front of the Tu Yan Barbarian King after this guidance.

I saw that the demon wolf transformed by the Tu Yan Barbarian King swayed left and right, often spitting out an energy magic ball, as if he was fighting with people, and it seemed to be convulsive, but in fact, he was trapped in the formation illusion and was fighting with people.

I only heard him shouting loudly while dodging: "Bastard, you have the ability to stand up and fight with this king in a bright way, don't hide and pretend to be a grandson!"

However, despite the loud roar, the loud voice was only a few steps away from being dissipated and absorbed by the power of the formation, and no one else could hear it.

"That's you!"

Wu Xu's eyes flashed, and the treasure mirror in his hand flickered, and it was replaced by blue light, which actually restrained the Tu Yan Demon King.

"Qiankun is broken, and there is a pole and a binding!"

Wu Yu spat lightly in his mouth.

The blue light of the bronze mirror was inextricably linked, tightly wrapped around the Tu Yan Barbarian King, although the Tu Yan Barbarian King roared again and again, but still pulled it into the mirror little by little.

This bronze mirror is also obtained by chance by the old man of the Wu Xuan Sect when he went out to practice, although it is a medium-grade magic weapon, there is a fairly stable confinement space inside, and it is infinitely useful. It can place human races, demon beasts, and can also injure the enemy, the only drawback is that the space inside is not too big, and only people who can imprison people whose strength does not exceed the carrying capacity of the bronze mirror, if the enemy's strength is too strong, it is useless.

After capturing this wing, Wu Xuan no longer fell in love with the war, and turned around and retreated.

After about two breaths, he returned to Zhuo Qingyun's body, the two looked at each other, and without saying much, the village chief Zhuo Qingyun grabbed Wu Qingyun's arm, "Follow me." ”

Sect Elder Wu didn't push it, and let Zhuo Qingyun pull it and rush to the west of the village.

In fact, for Zhuo Qingyun, the elder of the Wu Xuan Sect was also amazed in his heart.

You must know that the enemy's three barbarian kings are equivalent to three Dacheng Yuan infant monks, and the demon barbarian, the way of cultivating demons, is especially good at hand-to-hand combat, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, it is the average cultivator who has just entered the realm of transforming gods may suffer if he is not careful, not to mention that the other party is still three people to shoot together.

Zhuo Qingyun was one against three, although he was a little embarrassed, but after all, he was not defeated, and just by virtue of this, he could be called the top master of Yanshan Country.

Not to mention how Zhuo Qingyun cultivated, there were many enemies, and this mysterious formation could actually block many demons, which was already terrifying.

You must know that even in their Qingyun Sect, they can block three barbarian kings whose strength is close to the peak of Yuanying with a mere village formation, and they can't find a single such formation master, and they can't imagine that there is such a formation master hidden in this remote village.

This shows the profundity of Zhuo Qingyun's formation attainments.

The two of them only took four breaths, twisted and twisted, and arrived at the gathering point of the villagers, the village chief Zhuo Qingyun was familiar with this place, and most of the time had been saved during the action.

"Grandpa the village chief, you ......"

Huzi suddenly couldn't help but ask anxiously, and he was about to cry.

The village chief and grandfather in his heart are the only relatives in the mountains, and the concern in his heart has long been indescribable.

"I'm fine, thank you for your help, I don't know where the master is sacred, so I can visit in Japan!"

Zhuo Qingyun, the village chief who turned his head, bowed to Wu Xu, neither humble nor arrogant, but extremely grateful.

"The old man is the patriarch of the Qingyun Sect, you don't have to make this big gift, if the villagers here have nowhere to go, it is better to take refuge in my Qingyun Sect first. ”

Wu Xuan said.

Zhuo Qingyun, who heard this, couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Then I will bother the real person for a few more days." ”

Everyone is happy, although they are leaving their homeland for a long time, but if they go to an immortal dojo, they will not worry about the future demon barbarism and sorrow.

"Come with me first. ”

As a sect elder, Wu Xuan has no shortage of magic weapons on his body, but he later cultivated to a high level, and he couldn't use it before, but he still left one for emergencies, and now it is useful.

In his hand, a mottled boat flew out of the storage bag, which was a high-grade magic weapon, rising in the wind, about the size of a hundred zhang, and hundreds of people could also be rided, and a group of villagers went up in clusters, and the village chief Zhuo Qingyun and Wu Yongzong Lao sat side by side.

Together.

"Up—Rise!"

I saw a gray shadow in the air flash away, heading straight towards the Qingyun Sect, although the flight of the boat was not as fast as the speed of the Avatar Monk, but it could also be compared to the speed of the Yuanying Monk.

On the road, the village chief Zhuo Qingyun saw that the small flag in his hand was shattered, and his heart ached, and the half-pillar incense formation was completely broken, and the small flag was also broken, so he had to sigh a few times.

Seeing this, the elder of the martial arts sect can also know a general idea, the formation has eyes, the foundation of the formation can be rebuilt, the formation is broken, and the eye of the formation is basically destroyed, and he has to comfort: "Such a formation should also be the one I have seen the most powerful, you don't have to be discouraged, there will be a better one in the future." ”

The village chief Zhuo Qingyun smiled bitterly, the formation has its own nature, the formation mage follows the harmony of heaven and earth, the pursuit of self-fate, the formation flag has accompanied him for a hundred years, it is like a natal magic weapon, how can it be easily said to be changed, this is the same as remembering the old.

The heart is like this, and the village chief Zhuo Qingyun will not fail to accept this favor, so he has to say: "This flag has been with me for a hundred years, and it is like a wife with hair. ”

If it is said that the great wisdom comes from the world, it is not unreasonable, and this remark really made the old man of the Wu Xuan Sect secretly surprised, he couldn't imagine that in a short period of time, this secluded monk became the village head, but he cultivated such a profound Dao heart, which was really not easy.

It's hard to feel anything, but I remembered that the barbarian king bound in the bronze mirror should also be interrogated.

pinched the handprint, the bronze mirror flashed, and the figure of the Tu Yan Barbarian King was cast, although he was tied up with a strong knot, but he was still making noise.

"Hmph, you brute, you dare to spread wild in my hands, I really don't know how thick the sky is, and you dare to be wild in my hands!"

Elder Wu Xuan snorted heavily.

With a pinch of the magic seal in his hand, he saw that yellow light shot out from all sides in the bronze mirror, shining on the body of the Tu Yan barbarian king.

Suddenly, there was white smoke, and the fur was only half a breath, and it was burned clean, as if ants were crawling around on the body, and there was a pain in the heart, and the head of the king of Tu Yan was sweating, and the blood was rubbed over and over again.

(End of chapter)