Daoist Qianhe noticed that Zhang Ziyu's expression was wrong, and asked out loud.

Zhang Ziyu said: "I feel that someone is watching us, but I haven't found anything." ”

The Thousand Crane Daoist frowned and said, "Could it be an illusion, or maybe some Daoist friends are looking at us again?" ”

"It doesn't feel like it, Uncle Shi packed up his things, and we were ready to run away."

With the improvement of his cultivation, Zhang Ziyu felt that his perception and premonition of certain aspects became more keen, and it was very accurate.

This feeling is indescribable, nor is it a prophecy, but it is outrageously accurate, and it can be regarded as a cultivator's feeling.

Zhang Ziyu doesn't care if it's true or not, anyway, I feel that there should be no problem running away now.

The sky is getting dark, and if it continues, there will be no more business, so I simply run away first.

Zhang Ziyu waved his hand, collected his things, and prepared to leave Shitai Square with the Thousand Crane Daoist first.

However, at this moment, a sudden terrible scream resounded throughout Dream Mountain, and everyone was shocked, and looked at the bottom of the mountain, and their faces changed greatly.

Halfway up the mountain, I don't know when a raging fire lit up, and a terrible sound came from there.

"Mengshan Town is on fire, fellow Daoists, please go down the mountain to save the townspeople."

Someone immediately thought of the fire in the mountain, and the fire was not a trivial matter, and immediately shouted at the dozens of monks in Shitai Square.

"Let's go!"

Someone immediately responded, put things away in a roll, and ran down the hill.

Some people are fast, some people are slow, but for a while, whether it is a foundation building monk or a qi cultivator, they all run down the mountain.

Zhang Ziyu frowned, feeling that this fire was not simple, so he said: "Uncle Shi, be careful for a while, I don't feel right about this fire." ”

"Know"

Chizuru nodded and said, "Let's go down too." ”

Although Zhang Ziyu said that he wanted to run away, but now that Mengshan Town is on fire, he naturally can't leave.

If nothing happens, you run away, and after seeing what happens, running again is another nature.

One is unhappy, and the other is the chief of Maoshan characters, and he really ran away, and the next day the face of the division can be stepped on under the soles of his feet.

The speed of the crowd is not slow, and the mountain road with a drop of hundreds of meters is hundreds of meters high, and in less than ten minutes, it is seven or eight percent.

"Share wealth and wealth, practice together!"

Dream Mountain Town was already on fire, but in the midst of the flames, in addition to the mourning townspeople, there was also a group of two or three hundred guys dressed in white.

They chanted slogans, and the leader of the shadowy guys even shouted: "Brothers, those monks are killing our sect brothers these days just to monopolize the cultivation. They traded cultivation materials on the mountain, enjoyed immortality alone, and could not let them go and take revenge. ”

"Revenge! Kill them, practice together, and live forever together! ”

In the sound of the shout, the faces of these Taiping Sect members were hideous, and ghosts appeared on their sides, and in an instant, a hundred ghosts walked at night, and the yin qi was rolling, sweeping the entire Mengshan Town.

The slaughter is ongoing, and the demons are going to devour the flesh.

In the firelight, bleeding and drifting, the townspeople of Mengshan Town are slaughtering ghosts, and the tragic situation is difficult to describe in a few words, like falling into purgatory.

"Thieves dare!"

There were already monks resting in the restaurant, and they arrived at this time as soon as possible, their eyes were cracked, and they rushed towards the Taiping Sect with a long sword in their hands.

"Brush"

The monk slashed with his sword, and a young sect member was robbing the finances with hideous eyes, and the sword flashed, and the ghost on his body was cracked in half with him.

"Old thing, you're looking for death!"

When the man saw it, he suddenly waved his hand, and a female ghost rushed out, with long hair in red clothes and long sleeves dripping blood, and the smell of blood came to his face.

"Damn it, red-clad ghost!"

The monk is about fifty years old, and he has built a foundation for two years, and his face is solemn at this time, and the peachwood sword stepped forward to parry, holding a thunder talisman in his hand.

Lei Fu was obtained by him in this transaction, and he originally thought that after returning to his dojo, he would exchange some money or use it for big business.

But now it seems that it can only be used here.

"Evil animals look at the tricks."

He sacrificed the thunder talisman, and suddenly the thunder flashed, rushing towards the red-clothed ghost.

The thunder light seemed to freeze the red-clothed ghost, and the monk rushed forward quickly, and the peachwood sword stabbed fiercely into the thunder light.

"Katsa"

Lei Guang was scattered by the black ghost qi, and the peachwood sword had already been held, and the sharp ghost claws were pinched, and it was broken into two sections.

"Poof"

The old monk didn't have time to retreat, and suddenly a big hand pierced his heart, and the heart was pulled out.

"Old thing, you guys should be outdated."

It was the shadowy man who did it, although he was human, but his face was gloomy, no less than a ghost.

"Building ...... Build a nine-fold foundation, you ...... You're ....... Who is it?

"Deputy Sect Leader of the Taiping Sect, Li Qi."

There are not many monks in the restaurant, there are only a few people who build a foundation, and there are only more than ten qi practitioners, although they have the intention to save people, but they are surrounded by more than 200 ghosts and ghosts, and they are killed in one face.

Ghost resisters are also the majority of those in the Qi refining period, but the ghosts are ferocious, and they are not mortal fetuses, so in this raging fire, they have a more temporary advantage.

The monks on the mountain arrived at this time, and when they saw the appearance of purgatory and a hundred ghosts walking at night in this world, they were furious, and they picked up magic weapons and rushed into the battle.

There are dozens of monks on the mountain, and there are not a few who build the foundation, there are enough twenty or thirty of them, and they have killed many ghosts and ghost guards for a while.

However, the good times did not last long, after the Taiping Sect reacted, one by one the powerful ghosts found the monks of the foundation building period to fight with them, and at the same time, the ghost resistors of the Qi refining period began to cooperate with the siege, the monks began to die, and the townspeople of Mengshan Town were still being slaughtered.

Li Qi, a ghost protector with a nine-fold foundation, and a red-clothed ghost, was unstoppable, and for a while, the smell of blood filled every corner.

Zhang Ziyu and Qianhe lagged behind slightly, and when they came to this Mengshan Town, the scene in front of them made their faces pale.

Under the anger, Qianhe was startled, and maintained the last trace of calm: "Ziyu Imperial Sword Flying to the Lingbao Sect for help, I will help those Taoist friends to resist the ghost masters, don't fall in love." ”

He saw Li Qi, who built the foundation of the ninefold, and immediately asked Zhang Ziyu to ask for help, first, he was fast, and second, he didn't want anything to happen to Zhang Zi, Maoshan's future was pinned on him, and there could be no accidents.

Chizuru was about to rush into the battlefield with a black and white gun in his hand, but was grabbed by Zhang Ziyu's shoulder.

That hand was extremely hard, and his shoulder hurt, he looked at Zhang Ziyu, only to see that his face was calm, if he didn't see half of his emotions, but it was extremely scary, so that he didn't have time to say half a word.

"Uncle Shi, you take all the Taoist friends to save the townspeople, and they will be handed over to us."

Zhang Ziyu only said a word, strode towards the ghost guards who were making trouble, and did not hide the aura on his body.

He fishes and has a comfortable personality, but the more he touches the bottom line, the more turbulent the thunderous anger becomes.

The monks struggled, fought for the destiny of heaven, and fought by their own means.

But this massacre of the townspeople is said to be cultivation, but above the deeds, there is no distinction between people and ghosts, and it is really a damn thing.

"Hahaha, the little Taoist priest is also here....."

"Boom"

A ghost hunter saw Zhang Ziyu and wanted to kill him, but before he finished speaking, the thunder descended, and the ghost thing turned into black ash.

Seeing this, the face of the ghost protector next to him changed greatly: "This is a powerful one." ”

"Poof"

The dark red chains on Zhang Ziyu's body shot out, directly chilling him and the ghosts, and killing him on the spot.

"Multi-...... Thanks a lot. ”

One of the Qi cultivators who was rescued hurriedly thanked him, and Zhang Ziyu said, "Go and save the townspeople, and the ghost protector will be handed over to me." ”

"Yes."

The monk blurted out the word obedience.

A golden light appeared on Zhang Ziyu's body, and then began to move rapidly in Mengshan Town like lightning.

He is very fast, and his attack is terrifying, either brilliant thunder and lightning, or a chain like a ghost, and almost no ghost protector is his enemy, even if it is a foundation.

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