This strange bird is full of feathers that are variegated, and the color of the coat is not bright, which makes people uncomfortable to look at. And on the back of this strange bird, more than 500 monsters the size of a human jumped down. Coming together, they stopped twenty meters away from the ghost cave, and they had a rivalry with more than 400 monks in Wolong Temple.

Just look at a three-handed, one-legged monster jumping up and down. He stopped five meters in front of Chunxi and said, "Monk Chunxi hasn't seen you for a long time. ”

"Brother demon, long time no see." Monk Chunxi waved with one hand and said lightly, and the monster jumped back to the front of more than five hundred monsters after returning the salute.

Seeing these monsters talking like humans, Yan Yun frowned slightly, it seems that the video introduction of Zhizangtang is still correct. The demon race, that is, those human beings with abilities, awakening, and failure, although they are said to be incarnated as monsters, but they have human minds, which is really tricky, and it seems that this ghost cave should be careful.

Time passed little by little, and a big cloud in the sky slowly came, and when the big cloud approached, it could be seen that there were more than 500 Taoist priests dressed in white, and these Taoist priests were both men and women. The one who took the lead turned out to be Qingmeng Daoist.

"Qingmeng senior." Watching Qingmeng fall, Monk Chunxi stepped forward and bowed and said.

"Oh, Chunxi, I haven't seen you for a few years, and it seems that the supernatural powers have improved a lot. I, the Huangyunguan, are not as prosperous as you are from Wolong Temple, so you let those little monks of your family take care of my disciples and grandchildren. Qingmeng smiled slightly and said to Chunxi.

"Qingmeng's predecessor laughed." Monk Chunxi hurriedly said. The terrible thing about Taoism, Chunxi still knows a thing or two, don't look at the old Taoist of the bull's nose and say that he is very weak and very meaty, but if he really fights, he can have a tie with the Zhan En host of Wolong Temple!

"It's not a joke, it's not a joke." Qingmeng Daoist smiled, and pointed out that Chunxi is now cultivating, and he really has the demeanor of a predecessor.

Two hours later, more than 1,000 people from the Huarong community and the government army also arrived at the ghost cave. And when he saw the people in Huarong Community, Yan Yun was furious in his heart, and when he saw that the eldest lady in leather clothes and leather pants in Huarong Community was also among them, Yan Yun had already beaten a small abacus.

At the beginning, he was determined to take revenge on the Huarong community. Isn't now an opportunity? Use the blood of more than 100 people to sacrifice Mo tears. I can also let go of my hatred for a while. As for the eldest lady of this Huarong community, Yan Yun didn't want to kill her, because it was too cheap to kill her, but what she said back then would definitely be done!

Ning Can, who was in the distance, looked at Yan Yun, and his mind was horizontal, but he didn't walk over and say anything.

The cold sun hung in the sky, it was noon, only to hear a squeak, the stone door of the ghost cave was slowly opened.

Hundreds of demon clans watched the stone gate open, and without saying a word, they just got into it, and after the one-legged monster saw all the demon clans enter, they jumped on top of the three-winged birds, urging the birds to be there, not stopping a bit.

"Someone took the lead." Qingmeng Daoist sighed slightly, and then let a cadre of disciples and grandchildren enter the ghost cave one by one, and Chunxi also let four hundred laymen enter it at this moment.

followed by five hundred people including the Huarong Community, and walking behind the most Lu to see that the eldest lady of the Huarong Community actually entered here, Yan Yun immediately smiled.

Naturally, there were 500 soldiers in a neat line. Under the sound of neat footsteps, more than 2,000 people and more than 500 monsters completely entered the ghost cave. And the Qingmeng Dao people, waiting for the people to take the lead are naturally scattered birds and beasts, and all kinds of returns.

As soon as he came in from the stone gate, Yan Yun could feel a whole cold aura coming from the front, and the footsteps behind him kept ringing.

After walking for three or four hundred meters, Yan Yun and the others arrived at a bright place, and the distant scenery also fell into their eyes.

The place where Yan Yun and the others stood was a six-hundred-square-meter platform with a prominent mountain peak, and in front of the platform was an endless African grassland, and the strange beasts were scattered in the grassland, and I didn't know whether it was a beast or a demon race, and the sky was empty, and it was a dark gray color.

"Is there any treasure in here?" Looking at some desolate places, some people immediately wondered.

"This is the first layer of the ghost cave, if you want a baby, you naturally have to go to the second and third layers!" A Taoist boy spoke his mind.

"Who knows how to get to the second floor of the ghost cave?" Some people don't know, and they want to ask the people around them about how to go.

"Stinky fart, eat me with a stick!" At this moment, some incongruous voices sounded, and when I looked back, it turned out to be two laymen arguing with each other just now. It seems that because Chunxi is not there, these two just have no scruples and start fighting directly.

"Fuck you!" The man took out a slender whip and greeted him.

There is a lively look, and the people around will naturally not let it go. As soon as Yan Yun saw that someone was making a move, his heart immediately sank, and the stray python beside him had already preemptively stabbed him with a long sword.

Seeing that the stray python was menacing, Yan Yun's mind turned, and when he turned to the side slightly, he took out the silver cold stick and threw it at the head of the stray python.

At this time, it was too late for Yan Yun to retreat, it was better to be injured for injured, Yan Yun didn't believe it, and the python was willing to fight with him. If he really fights, Yan Yun is not afraid, his silver cold stick hits his head, and even if the stray python does not die, it will be dizzy for a short time. At that time, although he was stabbed with a sword, he beat him three or four times, and this python will not die?

The flow python was shocked when he saw Yan Yun's silver cold stick hitting his temple, but his mind turned sharply, and he suddenly stopped, and the long sword in his hand struck to the right. It's to block the silver stick.

And Yan Yun couldn't help sneering in his heart when he looked at the movement of the flow python. As soon as his mind turned, six small crystals appeared in his hand. And this horizontal stick also hit the ground.

I only heard a silver cold stick hit the ground and made a muffled sound, and a not shallow stick mark appeared on the ground in an instant, and the people around looked at Yan Yun's silver cold stick and couldn't help but be greedy, the stick in Yan Yun's hand was not ordinary!

The stray python secretly called luck at the moment, although he was in the seventh stage of the body, but his body was not as strong as a stone, if this stick hit his temple, maybe he would die directly!

The six small crystals disappeared, and Yan Yun had a warm smile on his face as he felt the heat flow from his heart and lungs resist the cold of the silver cold stick. As soon as his body moved, he appeared one meter in front of the python, and the silver stick didn't say a word, he just hit the temples of the python.

The people around looked at Yan Yun's speed and the ruthlessness of his shot, and most of them gasped, this is mostly a layman from Wolong Temple, how can there be such a blood feud.

The stray python watched the stick fall, although it was shocked, it did not panic, and the long sword in his hand was picking it up towards the silver cold stick at one time.

However, the stray python made a mistake this time, only to feel that if the silver cold stick weighed a thousand catties, it could not be provoked at all with the long sword made of steel.

The Silver Stick is pressing the sword to the top of its toughness. When the long sword pressed against the cheek of the stray python, only a crisp sound was heard, and the long sword made of steel was already cut in two. And the silver stick landed on the temple of the python.

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