Under the Central Inheritance Tower, the people of the Xuanfeng Dynasty led by Zhao Xiyou and the Yuan Beast King of the Chaos Forest led by Qingqiu Ling joined together, staring at the Buddhist Hall forces led by the old man in the robe in front of them, and the members of the Maori forces who suddenly entered the battlefield and caught the three parties off guard.

Originally, under the joint suppression of the lunar eclipse and others, Qingqiu Ling and others, the people of the Buddhist hall were defeated and retreated, and when they were about to completely annihilate the people of the Buddhist hall, it was the Maori people who suddenly interspersed that gave the members of the Buddhist hall who were originally in danger a respite.

Lunar Eclipse and Qingqiu Ling glanced at each other, a trace of hatred flashed in their eyes, and they cursed secretly, damn barbarians, it seems that the forces of the Maori tribe have been united with the people in the Buddhist hall, and this time it will be troublesome.

The two sides fought against the two forces, and the people of the Buddhist hall who had been at a disadvantage were replenished after the Maori joined, and the forces of the two sides were balanced again, and the remaining Buddhist people took this opportunity to start supplying.

Lunar Eclipse gritted his teeth, watching the people in the Buddha Hall start to replenish under their noses, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

In the eyes of the Lunar Eclipse and others, this group of Maori who lived in the northernmost part of the imperial dynasty was a group of outright barbarians, they did not practice etiquette, admired strength, did not cultivate their own strength, but obtained great power through the sacrifice of the gods, among their clan, the status of the white-robed sacrifice was the highest, and in the eyes of their clan, those white-robed priests were the closest to the gods.

They do not plant farms, through hunting nomadism for a living, every autumn and winter, the prey hibernates, the return of beasts, these Maori people have nothing to survive, often will go south, invade the Xuanfeng Dynasty, plunder the border passes, once the city is broken, it will enter the city and slaughter, and the heavy will slaughter the city and destroy the pass, the people of the Xuanfeng Dynasty will grit their teeth at these barbaric Maori people, and hope to kill them quickly.

The Chaos Forest borders the border where the Maori people operate, and the Maori sometimes enter the forest to hunt the Yuan Beasts, and many of the descendants of the Yuan Beast Kings have been murdered, and they have also formed a lot of hatred with the Yuan Beast Kings.

Qingqiu Ling looked at the conspicuous white color that was surrounded by Maori people in the crowd, a pair of sword eyebrows were furrowed, and even the white-robed sacrifice came.

Taking advantage of the time when the members of his own forces were recuperating, an old man in a red robe was made in the Buddhist hall forces, his hands were folded, the expression on his face was not sad or happy, and he slowly said to the Maori people not far away: "Poor monk Fang Tong, I have seen all the donors, thank you for the help of the donors, and when our support arrives, I will be grateful." ”

Fang Tongqiang endured the disdain in his heart, and tried his best to express the goodwill in his heart, in his opinion, the upper body of this group of men, the people with a fierce face are also outsiders, and they are also people who compete for opportunities with their own forces, but they have to befriend them at this time to avoid being poisoned.

The Maori people were dressed in clothes made of the fur of the Yuan beasts, their exposed skin was covered with mysterious blue stripes, they wore bone masks, their expressions were fierce, and they did not speak.

Fang Tong's body trembled slightly, his anger was not light, no one responded to what he said, and he was actually despised.

Qingqiu Ling and Lunar Eclipse glanced at each other, squinted their eyes in unison, and a thought came to their minds, this group of guys can't be infighting.

Seeing that there was no answer for a long time, Fang Tong forcibly endured the anger in his heart, and asked again: "Where is the person who dares to ask and waits for the leader?"

As soon as the words fell, they were still silent.

Seeing the eclipse in his eyes, he almost couldn t help laughing, this stupid little relic monk, I'm afraid that he is stupid to eat fasting and chanting Buddha all day long, how can the two sides communicate with different languages.

Qingqiu Ling also saw Fang Tong's embarrassment, and the corners of her handsome mouth also raised a slight arc.

In modern times, the lingua franca of the Terran in ancient times has long been very different from the lingua franca of the Terran in modern times, and mastering the lingua franca of the Terran in ancient times is convenient for understanding the documents and historical materials recorded in the ancient period, which is a skill that every disciple of the great forces of the entire Qingfeng Academy and the entire Xuanfeng Dynasty must master, and how can these Maori people who do not practice etiquette and culture understand it.

The people of the two forces had the heart to see the joke, so they didn't say anything to break it.

The scene was embarrassing for a while.

Fang Tong's forehead was bruised, and his good Buddha nature cultivation over the years had not made him scold, but his eyes were staring at the direction where the Maori man was, and his eyes were almost bursting with anger.

"Alas" Just when Fang Tong's anger was about to be suppressed, a faint sigh sounded, and the Maori crowd slowly separated, looking at an old man wearing a white robe with a dragon's head and a cane, a rickety body, and a priest in a white robe slowly walked out of the crowd.

Walking on crutches, swaying three times in one step, as if an ordinary old man who was about to walk on a wooden line, he slowly walked out of his own group, but everyone present looked extremely solemn and did not dare to be careless.

"The old man is the leader of the Maori tribe this time, and the words of the master have long been known to the old man, and it is okay to form an alliance with us, but the old man has one thing to ask for. The white-robed priest of the Maori tribe sighed in his heart, glanced back at his own people, and opened his mouth to the extremely standard lingua franca of the ancient race.

None of these people he brought with him understood the lingua franca of the ancient human race, and it seemed that the reform of the tribe should be put on the agenda as soon as possible, and the white-robed priest was a little disappointed in his heart, and thought so in his heart.

Turning around and looking in the direction of the eclipse and the others, the old man under the white robe was full of smiles, and slowly nodded towards the eclipse and the others: "You are also here, Xuanfeng Dynasty, Chaos Forest, not bad." ”

Everyone and the others were in their hearts, and they hurriedly bowed their heads and greeted the old man: "The Xuanfeng Dynasty Qingfeng Academy's Lunar Eclipse (Purple Moon) has seen the seniors,"

"Xuanfeng Dynasty Purple Blood Sect Lu Feng has seen his predecessors"

"Xuanfeng Emperor Dynasty Heavenly Gate Bai Wushuang has seen his predecessors"

"The Xuanfeng Dynasty royal family Zhao Youxi has seen his predecessors,"

"Chaos Forest Yuan Beast King Qingqiu Ling has seen his predecessors"

The leaders of several major forces unanimously greeted the white-robed priest in front of them, and at the same time expressed their attitude.

The strong should be respected by the weak at all times and in all places.

"Hmm," the white-robed priest nodded slowly, his deep gaze scanning the crowd, pausing for a few seconds on Qingqiu Ling's handsome face before retracting his gaze and turning to Fang Zhi again, expecting his answer.

"You... It's great that you're outsiders, and it's great that you've finally waited for this day, hahaha. Fang Tong suddenly laughed, the anger in his heart had long since disappeared, and his expression was faintly a little crazy.

When the eclipse and the others greeted the white-robed sacrifice, these words fell into Fang Tong's ears without dropping, and Fang Tong completely figured out the true identities of the people in front of him, and also completely solved the doubts in Fang Tong's heart.

Everyone frowned, not knowing why Fang Tong suddenly looked crazy, only the white-robed priest's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes.

Fang Tong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his crazy expression gradually returned to normal, and just as he was about to speak, a group of old men who were also wearing red robes flew directly from not far away.

The power of his own side finally arrived, Fang Tongxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and he asked the white-robed priest with a smile: "What did the donor say just now? ”

Lunar Eclipse and the others sighed secretly in their hearts, and looked at Fang Tongren with some pity, daring to play tricks in front of the strong people in the reincarnation period when they were only in the first phase of cultivation, they really didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Yue Eclipse and the others looked at the Buddhist monks who had just come to support, and with his eyesight, he naturally saw that the strength of those people was at most equal to his own, although he could rely on the number of high-end combat power to defeat his own people, but he thought that he could act recklessly by virtue of his numerical advantage, it was really a big mistake.

In front of the strong people in the reincarnation period, no matter how many strong people you come to, it is not enough to be able to slap in the face during the reincarnation period.

You must know that the Maori are in the name of advocating strength, and as the white-robed sacrifice of the Maori people, not only do they have enough knowledge, but they also have super strength to suppress the challenges from their own people, otherwise why would you convince those belligerent Maori people.

Therefore, the appearance of this kind of strong man has long exceeded the expectations of the eclipse and others, and they have to summon the strong man to come and sweep the formation!

Lunar Eclipse and the others glanced at each other, all with a wry smile on their faces, this time the exploration of the ruins was too much, but they had to secretly take out the summoning spar to notify the people in their own forces who were enough to cultivate to come to the town.

The corner of the white-robed sacrificial eye took in all the small movements of the eclipse and the others, but he didn't stop it, still looking at Fang Zhi with a smile on his face in front of him.

"Didn't you hear clearly? Facing Fang Tong's mocking gaze, the white-robed priest's expression was still the same, but the expression on his face gradually changed from a smile to indifference.

The Maori people behind him all shuddered suddenly when they saw this, and they also looked at Fang Tongren with extremely pity eyes, it's over, this guy is angry!

"The old man just said that if you want to form an alliance with us, you must release the clansmen who were imprisoned by you, otherwise we will take it personally, I don't know what the master Lao Yu said just now, have you ever heard it clearly?"

Sure enough, they were imprisoned, and when the eclipse and the others heard this, the speed at which the Yuan Force in their hands was injected into the summoning spar suddenly slowed down, and their faces were full of murder.

"People outside the boundary, it is already a great honor to be able to get rid of worldly troubles and enter my Buddhism, and now you want my Buddha Hall to give up these disciples just by your words, and the poor monks can't do it. Before Fang Tong could speak, Fang Zhi, who had just arrived here, suddenly spoke, his expression still disdainful.

In his opinion, this old man who stepped into the coffin with half a foot could shoot him to death with his own hands, so why bother so much.

"Get rid of your troubles, enter the Buddha Gate! You have actually converted my people? Buddha Hall! Good! Okay, very good!" The white-robed sacrificial figure shook slightly, Nan Nan muttered to himself in his mouth, and the old man's angry voice came from under the white robe.

As the old man's voice fell, a withered hand suddenly stretched out from under the white robe and pressed towards Fang Zhi and the others.

Fang Zhi and the others froze, feeling shocked, only to feel that the withered palm was getting bigger and bigger, carrying the power of Wanjun, but he couldn't move, let others slaughter, and couldn't help but despair.

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