"You and I, worldly cultivation is difficult to achieve, and most of them will not be able to leave a good name. ”

"If you can't leave a good name, it's okay to leave a little stigma, but you must not leave an infamy. ”

"Under the Sect of the Mountain King, they are not human beings after all. What is King Agu? The old man can't be controlled by evil things, let alone be deceived by evil ghosts outside the world, if Lingnan becomes like that, you and I will leave an infamy for eternity. ”

The old man of Sanshan hugged his fists around, and Zuihou said: "Please follow the old man to help all the seniors subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

In a simple two-sentence mobilization, led by Sanshan and the old man surnamed Mo, seven Yuanying monks, including Qin Huanchong and Long Batian, joined the battle group.

As agreed before, they were only responsible for peripheral support, such as temporarily arranging formations to obstruct King Agu's movements, harassing them with long-range attack weapons, or simply releasing spirit beasts to join the attack, and so on.

In the face of the gods, if it weren't for the fact that King Agu was an outsider, to be honest, the Yuanying Monk would not have much effect. At the moment, this is a special case, because the battle is a protracted battle, and every ounce of strength can affect the victory or defeat. In addition, the strength of the three mountains themselves is strong, and although they are not as good as a god when combined with the old man surnamed Mo, they concentrate their firepower on the Fire Moon Suo who is sitting on the shoulders of King Agu, and the effect is quite obvious.

The performance of a pair of siblings was particularly eye-catching, and the two of them connected the primordial spirit through a strange spirit talisman, one of them threw on the spot, and the other was thrown like a projectile. Obviously he was thousands of feet away, and when he appeared, he had already rushed behind King Agu and suddenly launched a cold arrow.

With her hands wrapped, the two groups of primordial gods that remained in place suddenly disappeared, and Queen Agu's heart burst when she appeared, similar to the monk's self-explosion.

Under the impact of the self-explosion of the Yuan Infant, the momentum of King Agu's sword swing was paused, and although it immediately returned to normal, it was a step too late after all. When fighting. The two brothers were able to hurt King Agu even a little bit with a single blow, but his shoulder was hit by an abacus of the Dirty Daoist, and it was like being smashed into the boiling sea by a meteorite, and layers of black light bloomed.

"Whew!"

The roar was terrible, showing how intense the pain of King Agu was. Minions are not entities. There is no bloodshed, and the body of the Ghost Rakshasa is completely composed of that kind of black mist, which needs to be consumed every time you cast a spell and every time you swing a knife and a fork, and its source is that kind of black light, or qi. For it, the aura pickled on the Canglang Star is almost unusable, and the black mangs in its body are like monk essences, which are extremely difficult to replenish, and it is impossible to recover here.

The black mangs scattered in all directions, swallowed and absorbed by the vast heavens and earth, and the wound quickly healed, and the blade of King Agu suddenly accelerated. Violent but not as precise and indifferent as before, as if mad from this injury. The dirt channel was not able to be knocked away, his lips were bleeding blood, his face was pale, and his mouth screamed.

"Good!"

He praised the pair of Yuanying brothers, and the direct damage brought by the "self-detonation" magic power to King Agu was almost negligible, but it was just right to gain a moment of buffer for the dirty people.

While cheering, the figure of the monk who bounced behind King Agu was like a lightning strike. The face suddenly became red and even enlarged, and the eyes bulged out high. It was as if it was about to be pushed out by a huge force.

Attacking the gods, even through the magic power of the runes, the twins still need to bear a little backlash. But what is incomprehensible is that after suffering such a heavy blow, there is an expression of ecstasy on his face.

"Guard!"

With a low shout, the monk held back the restlessness in his body. At the same time, his sympathetic brother had a different look in his eyes, and his hands flicked his fingers like flowers, and Zuihou pulled him like a net.

The void flickered. As if coming out of a well, the monk in charge of the attack appeared beside his brother and, without saying a word, slapped his hand at his brother's door. The two reconnected, their faces eager and surprised, as if there was something important to share, and the risk to be shared, could not be delayed for a moment.

The scene that followed shocked everyone, and the breath of the two siblings surged at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had eaten a great tonic elixir, and went straight to the direction of overhaul.

"That kind of black, black is its natal essence!" Qin Huanchong screamed, his expression full of disbelief.

It's not that his insight is higher, Lord Qin Helm always pays attention to the situation of the people around him, and at the same time carefully observes King Agu's reaction, so that he can be the first to find the clue. At this time, King Agu, who had been injured for the first time in his body, didn't care about the danger of the attacks around him, and opened his mouth to suck desperately, trying to swallow those black rays that were rapidly dissipating back into his body.

With Qin Huanchong's scream, everyone around him noticed the change in the twins, and then, the black light that King Agu didn't have time to absorb had also drifted away, and all the monks' spirits that touched or breathed to the slightest bit suddenly lifted.

No one is a fool, after a little thought, everyone looked at King Agu's gaze suddenly changed greatly, fear and awe were reduced to a minimum, replaced by greed, and even madness.

"Such a big pill Buddha!"

The big-bellied monk was dumbfounded, eager to bite himself to death.

After fighting for so long, suffering so many injuries, and the most beloved wine vat was about to crack, the monk realized at this time that the three of them had not even injured the body of King Agu, and they had not received any benefit. Thinking of this, the monk couldn't help but look up at the big red, thinking in his heart that something was wrong, the old Taoist and the monk couldn't find it, the silly girl named Linglong was a hand-to-hand combat type, and her fists were so hot that she didn't notice it at all?

It's okay not to look at it, but I almost can't turn my eyes when I look at the monk.

"What a reason!"

Huo Linglong's whole body was red, and at this time, many places were broken and cracked and flew in all directions, revealing large areas of snow white, but she didn't care, not only did she not care, but she also attacked like a mad tiger, and her mouth did not scream and shout like just now, but kept swallowing.

All nourishing things are never divided into monks and body practitioners. For example, the Yuan Qi Elixir, the monk eats it to improve the mana, and although the body refiner does not have the mana, its transformation of the body always exists. Another example is that the spirit and demon monks are incompatible, but their natal essence is the same, if they can snatch it and swallow it, they will definitely not be able to ask for it.

"So she's not stupid!"

I scolded the girl in my heart for being too exquisite, and the monk hadn't thought about what to do next, when the Taoist priest over there had already jumped up like crazy, and roared the most vicious oath with red eyes.

"Eight lambs. Dao Ye, I swallowed you!"

The seemingly vulgar words spoke to everyone's hearts, and the eyes of the besieging monks lit up, and the attack suddenly doubled in violence.

For the monk, the most immediate motivation lies in front of him, and it is more effective than any passionate encouragement. As for the risks, everyone present has experienced a thousand deaths and thousands of lives. How can you not understand the truth of seeking wealth and danger.

The originally very organized battle suddenly intensified, and more than a dozen people circled around King Agu's body, but whenever there was an opportunity to attack the main body, there were always people who rushed forward desperately, or succeeded, or failed, or cheered

Or death.

Blood flies, supernatural powers are brilliant, and magic weapons collapse. Black mangs appeared one after another, and the frequency became higher and higher. King Agu's huge body gradually shrank, and the old man of Huoyue sat cross-legged on his shoulder, and his expression, which had been flat before, finally changed, a little anxious, a little cold.

"That's it, if it's really too late, the old man only has"

"Devotional. How can we lose the battle of the new era?"

After the battle picked up, both Qunxiu and King Agu fell into madness. Thirteen Lang, who had never participated in the war, watched coldly, and was a little distracted.

Bystander Qing, Thirteen Lang saw that the key to this battle was not King Agu, but how to attack and force out the true body of Huoyue. The monks and Taoists are not without this awareness, but because King Agu is too big and too strong, if they can't suppress it, at least they will be involved. Attacking the Fire Moon is a fantasy at all.

Thirteen Lang didn't care about this, whether it was Huoyue or King Agu, they were all dead people in his eyes. The reason why he hasn't made a move so far is that he really needs to act in a scene. Second, he wanted to wait for one thing, and he should say that several conditions happened.

Does the Lingnan group of cultivators need help to fight the demons? This kind of thing happens every moment of the day in the cultivation realm, and now it has become a battle for the treasure, life and death are willing, so why should he worry about it.

Jusan Lang focused on King Agu's fighting style and the performance of the others, and he was quite impressed. Xiuzhen shijie Taoist law is 10 million, this concentration of monks, Taoists, laymen, ghosts four gods, nearly ten high-level Yuan Ying battle will be vividly expressed; all kinds of magical powers, magic weapons, illusions, spirit beasts, rune seal attacks are dazzling, can be called a classic. Thirteen Lang sighed because of this, and felt that there was no reason for Lingxiu to lose back then, and he lost nearly half of the land as soon as he lost.

No one knows more about spirits and demons than Shisanlang, and in his opinion, as an indigenous person, his spiritual cultivation should be much stronger than that of demonic cultivation as a whole, not only because of the nature of the waves, but also because of his understanding of the Dao Law, the refining of magic weapons and elixirs, including evolution and innovation, etc., all aspects are dominant.

Just two mid-stage primordial infants were able to instantly cross a distance of three thousand zhang through the talisman seal, which had never been heard of on the other side of the Demon Domain. The Mo surname is even more remarkable, his fighting methods are similar to those of Blue Mountain, taking the route of multiple treasures and multiple methods, but his changes are obviously more, and the controls are more subtle and precise. There is also the old man of Sanshan, Thirteen Lang estimates that his cultivation is slightly weaker than that of Blood Dance, but if he fights a real battle, the chance of winning is at least fifty-five, or even higher.

Blood Returning Spirit is known as a rare genius in the Demon Domain for thousands of years, and is famous for both spirits and demons. What about the old man of the three mountains? In between, it is rarely mentioned that Shisanlang had practiced in the Taoist monastery for ten years, and he did not know that such a person existed.

The Three Kingdoms of Lingnan are like the first-class in the spiritual realm, and how many people are like the three mountains in the reckless mountains and wilderness? On the other hand, on the other side of the Demon Domain, Ranwu City can be regarded as a place where wild cultivation is concentrated, and the quality is too different. If you have to talk about advantages, demon cultivation has many abilities of their own race, and they can't be cultivated if they don't match the bloodline, and their power is also very strong. But from the point of view of Shisanlang, this is precisely the shortcoming that restricts the development of demon cultivation; only thinking about how to glorify his own clan, he naturally lacks the pioneering spirit, and in the long run, he will not be able to go into decline.

"Unless Nizu is merciful and gives them the demon origin to take back. Thinking of this, Thirteen Lang's heart was slightly cold.

In the battle of the new era, the spiritual cultivation was captured by the demons. If it weren't for the monks who descended from the demons to transcend the gods to participate in the war, if it weren't for the spiritual infighting, Shisanlang couldn't find any other reason. However, thinking about it from another angle, when there is a demon descending on the vicissitudes of nature, will the spiritual cultivation still be chaotic and look at the present?

The old monsters in charge of the upper echelons are often one or two thousand years old, and they don't even have this knowledge?

"Are you stupid?"

There was a bang, a loud roar, and Thirteen Lang woke up from his contemplation.

In his sight, a primordial monk had just pounced into the inner circle, and before he could retreat with a sharp sip of black mang, King Agu's fist and roar were already approaching. The expression of ecstasy froze on his face, and the monk was directly blown away, and the primordial spirit collapsed.

"It will have supernatural powers!" the old man of Sanshan reminded him "in time", and then smiled bitterly in amazement, his expression a little self-deprecating.

Isn't this nonsense!weishenme didn't use it before, because it didn't want to consume. It can't be made up for here, if it can be saved, it can be saved, and if it can't be used, with its ability, if it is not because there are too many people besieging and too strong, it can win with a single move, so why waste essence?

"The fire moon has changed, fellow Daoists be careful!" More calls sounded one after another, and the group cultivators were caught off guard, and the formation suddenly became messy.

No one noticed that the old man of Huoyue changed from sitting cross-legged to lying on his stomach at this time, and his body squirmed and thinned, slowly becoming like a layer of skin.

No one noticed that two women, one big and one young, approached in the distance, staring intently at the battlefield, as if they were preparing something.

No one noticed that as the initiator of this battle, the black-clothed Thirteen Lang quietly disappeared like a shadow, not knowing where and where he was hiding, and in the air farther away, the white-clothed Thirteen Lang was raising his hand cautiously with his face as he was holding a bow and arrow

(To be continued......)