The twelfth rosary was stuck in the disciple's throat at this time.

Even if the strength is not as strong as Zhou Haojiang's direct penetration of the skull, hitting the human throat is directly fatal.

It is not a pity that more than ten people on the ground died, but the dignified disciples of the Jinyang Sect were actually attacked and killed on the spot, and they were still under the noses of the senior brothers of the sect.

"Who is it?"

In the face of Zhou Haojiang's rage, everyone retreated again and again, and some of them even comically covered the sides of their heads with their hands.

Things suddenly got bigger, and most of the good people had the idea of retreating. But they didn't dare to escape, whoever escaped first was the target of the public, and took the initiative to take over the murderer's pot. There is no way to advance or retreat, so how can we calm the anger of the Jinyang Sect.....

In the crowd, Ning Jian gently rubbed the red of his palms and hid his face deep under the bamboo hat.

Who the hell is it?

The spiritual power of the hundreds of people in front of him was mixed and wrong, and it was difficult for Zhou Haojiang to judge the specific location of the perpetrator. originally planned to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, but was slapped in the face.

With a few people from the same family here, there is no way to punish these thieves. Zhou Haojiang looked at the dead disciple on the ground, his appearance was not familiar, and he thought that he was also a pawn.

In this case, the only way to deal with the problem is to kill a few random people.

He removed the rosary from the corpse and pretended to take out a square scarf and cover it over his face. Immediately, the killing machine continued to rise, sweeping over these hateful faces in front of him.

Shout!

A sharp sound sounded, and a red smoke flew straight into the sky, located in the middle of Ziyun Mountain.

The signal of the sect seems to have found the spirit pet.

Just after Zhou Haojiang wanted to make a quick decision and take the lives of a few people, he immediately rushed to support.

Shout!

The second sound sounded.

Shout!

Shout!

One after another lines of fog broke through the air.

"These pieces of waste can't even catch up!"

Just as he was about to arrange for two disciples to intercept him, there was a commotion in the crowd in front of him.

"The smoke trail along the way, isn't it .....?"

Zhou Haojiang turned around suddenly, the sharpness of the signal was still continuing, and his eyes swept all the way, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"All on alert, coming here!"

As soon as these words came out, whether it was a disciple or a few hundred monks, their blood boiled, and countless spiritual energy fluctuations appeared on the field in an instant.

Hundreds of aura phantoms occupied a large area three feet above their heads. No one has ever seen such a spectacular sight. In their eyes, greedy desires burn. It seems that if you wait a little longer, there will be endless opportunities for wealth.

Without any organizational arrangement, everyone spontaneously spread out in a half-moon shape, tightly enclosing the entrance to the mountain in the encirclement.

Among them, a small number of people who are quick in their minds remember that there is a killing god on the side. In a blink of an eye, when did Zhou Haojiang run away from the left side?

It's not good, I almost forgot that this is the first six-grade spirit beast!

A handful of people decisively broke away from the encirclement and secretly moved to the right edge. I can't help but look at most of the fools who are carried away by desire with disdain.

In the distance, Zhou Haojiang looked at these guys in the encirclement who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and sneered: "Even if I tell them that this is a seventh-grade spirit beast, I think they will still be like this." Cultivate to the point that you don't even have your brains, and if you don't die, whoever dies. ”

Another cloud of smoke rose into the air, and everyone had already seen the figure of the Jinyang Sect chasing the spirit beast in the mountains and forests.

At this time, a few sharp-eyed people pointed in a direction near the entrance, "Look, there!"

A small figure the size of an ordinary rabbit is rushing through layers of trees and rubble. The limbs under his body were almost turned into phantoms, as if they were floating in the air.

The Nine Lives Mongoose had already sensed the hundreds of breaths that had suddenly appeared in front of him, and howled softly.

The spiritual power is like the sea, and the coercion is like a mountain.

What a ferocious aura this is, who would have thought that it would come from this petite body.

The weak encirclement did not even withstand the first wave of coercion, and dozens of people in the front row exploded and died immediately.

Everyone in the rear was bathed in countless blood and rain, and their breath was disordered and bleeding. At this time, I looked at the little guy again, and I felt that the monstrous horror was so desperate, and the next moment would I be dead without a corpse.

Zhou Haojiang retreated another fifty zhang, and dozens of monks on the other side also retreated again and again.

After a baptism of death, the pursuers behind him finally stopped.

One of the disciples, who had been chasing the hardest, was damp and looked at the hellish scene outside the entrance, but he opened his mouth wide but couldn't say a word.

They chased after such a violent beast and chased half a mountain..........

Outside the entrance, the disciples who were in charge of interception, who were less than seven feet away from the Nine Lives Mongoose at this time, were already so frightened that their legs did not obey the call and knelt on the ground, and one of them even fainted directly.

Everyone on the mountain and down the mountain stared at the little guy of five or six pounds with trepidation.

The Nine Lives Mongoose also stopped, its dark green pupils full of doubt and dissatisfaction. The body sits up, standing only on two thin hind limbs, sticking out its head to sniff carefully in the air.

At the foot of the silent mountain, a cry was heard:

"Senior brother, the real person asked you to finish it..... Ahhhh.....h

Another rain of blood drifted through the air, and the little one was annoyed that others disturbed it to distract him.

This time, even Zhou Haojiang didn't dare to move a single bit, and everyone could only accompany the little guy to play the game of one, two, three wooden people. At this time, if someone looks from the mountain, they will see countless humanoid puppets at the foot of the mountain motionless and lifelike.

The spring breeze came from afar, wrapped in deadly catkins all over the sky.

On the eyelashes, the tip of the nose, in the ears, and in the palms of the hands, the soft white fluff is stuck to the sweat-soaked body surface, and it refuses to leave.

Itchy!

It's so itchy!

The more intense itching over time stimulated the nerves of everyone present, but the more I forced myself not to scratch, the more the deadly itch gradually penetrated under the skin and reached the muscles and bones.

"Ah..... Yes.......... Ahh

Hundreds of pairs of eyes rolled to focus on one of the monks.

I saw that as soon as his legs went limp, he was about to fall to the ground.

"Ahh

The little one scratched the tip of his nose with his paws and brushed away a few traces of pesky catkins. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But the exhalation was too loud, and the little guy showed a little dissatisfaction, and everyone hurriedly beat their spirits and didn't dare to move anymore.

Later, according to the memories of those present at the time, the wooden man's game lasted for at least half an hour, which was definitely the most difficult half hour of his life so far. But in reality, it's only half an hour.

Whatever it was, after a long wait, the little one finally moved.

With light steps on the front and back legs, he walked towards the crowd on the far left.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ~~

The hundreds of monks in the entire center wished that their parents would give them two legs less, and they avoided evacuating in the opposite direction. Even if there is a Zhou Haojiang there.

The remaining twenty or so people on the left side all took refuge in advance, but now they have to continue to accompany the Nine Lives Mongoose to play with this wooden man.