As soon as Qin Wuyue and the others rushed out of the range of the mechanism, the rain of arrows and the ground spear stopped at the same time.

Looking back at the two corpses covered in blood holes, and then looking at Shen Lang, who was uninjured and doing nothing like a crowd of onlookers, Qin Wuyue and the woman in Tsing Yi who had broken their followers all had gloomy faces, and their eyes looking at Shen Lang were particularly dangerous.

Even the exterminating monks who didn't have any subordinates to die had their old faces darkened, staring at Shen Lang with a fierce look in their eyes.

"It's none of my business, it's you who want me to go ahead...... So what, I continue to explore the way. ”

Shen Lang laughed dryly and continued to move forward.

After more than ten zhang of progress, the stone wall on the left side of Shen Lang suddenly clicked, slid away sideways, and opened a portal.

Shen Lang was excited, jumped back a little, turned sideways to face the portal, raised his double copper mace, and stared at the portal with blazing eyes, as a vigilant gesture.

But Lingjue did not give a warning of danger, and no monster rushed out of the door, but a short scream sounded from behind.

When I looked back, I saw a big hole on the top of the road, and a colorful python with a neck as thick as a bucket poked out of the big hole, bit the only black-clothed man in Tsing Yi's follower, took most of his body into his mouth, and dragged him to the big hole in the dome.

The woman in Tsing Yi was so angry that her willow eyebrows were upside down, she screamed, stretched out her hand, and shot a crystal water arrow from her fingertips, which hit the giant python's jaw with a pop, and the giant python was beaten into scales with only one blow, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The giant python was stimulated by this, and closed its mouth violently in pain, and with a click, the two thighs of the black-clothed man fell down together, and the rest of his body fell into the python's mouth.

Then the python's head quickly retracted into the hole in the dome and disappeared without a trace.

The hole in the dome closed with it, and there was no sign of what had ever existed.

Facing the cruel gaze of the woman in Tsing Yi who seemed to be eating people, and then looking at Qin Wuyue and the exterminating monk with a strange expression, Shen Lang touched the back of his head with a dry smile, and pointed to the portal on the stone wall on the left:

"This ...... Why don't I walk ahead and help you find out? ”

The exterminating monk strode forward, and the crescent moon shoveled sideways and swept Shen Lang aside:

"Get out of the way, the Sprinkle family is exploring the way ahead!"

As he spoke, he strode into the portal with a black skin.

Two feet had just stepped into the door, a large iron ball the size of a basketball, covered with inch-long steel thorns, fell from the sky and smashed on the bare head of the sect destroyer.

Rao is exterminating monk has already cast a spell to protect his body, the upper and lower skin of his body are like steel, and his bones are like iron.

Before he could get up, a few rough bone hands stretched out from the ground under him, hugging his legs, pressing his hands and even a pair of bone hands, hugging his head tightly, pressing his whole face to the ground and rubbing it.

At the same time, a two-meter-high humanoid stone statue, with heavy steps that shook the ground, strode in front of the exterminating monk, raised his big feet, and stomped on the back of the monk's head.

At the moment of life and death, the face of the monk who was suffocated on the ground moved, and a translucent big hand appeared on the back of his neck.

The big hand was the size of a grinding plate, and the five fingers were forked to the foot of the stone statue, and it firmly supported the big foot of the stone statue.

Outside the door, Qin Wuyue saw this scene and bowed slightly:

"Vigorously grab the hand, the nine-grade magic of Buddhism. The monk who destroyed the door is indeed the true legend of Buddhism who broke the precepts and betrayed the door. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi said:

"That stone statue seems to be the 'stone man' of the eight-rank summoning Dao technique? Although the 'vigorous grappling hand' of the exterminating monk is authentic, this nine-grade spell alone still can't solve his crisis, and he can only barely stalemate with the stone statue for a while. ”

Qin Wuyue said lightly:

"A mere eight-grade stone warrior can't help but destroy the monk. He has a way. ”

Seeing that Qin Wuyue and the woman in Tsing Yi were only standing outside the door watching the play and talking, without the intention of stepping forward to help, Shen Lang also pretended to be just an enthusiastic crowd, carrying a double copper hammer, standing by the door and stretching his neck to watch the excitement.

At this time, the throat of the exterminating monk made another chanting mantra.

Then the back of his neck flashed again, and a large hand the size of a millstone flew out again.

This time, the big hand is more condensed than the translucent palm of the "Mighty Grabber", and the whole body is shining with gold, which looks like it is made of brass, and even the palm prints, fingerprints, and nails are clearly visible.

As soon as the big brass hand flew out, it first slammed into the chest of the stone statue, and smashed the stone statue's chest into a burst of stone, revealing a huge slap print.

Receiving this blow, the stone statue suddenly staggered back, and the "strong grappler" holding the big feet of the stone statue was freed, and hurriedly pulled the white bone palms of the monk's head, hands and feet.

At the same time, the big brass hand was still attacking again and again, moving quickly in the air, and slamming ten palms at the stone statue from various tricky angles.

The stone statue tried its best to wave its fists to resist, but it only blocked six palms, and was hit in one palm each in the chest, on the top of its head, in front of the door, and in the back of its head.

When the palm on the back of the head struck, the stone statue finally fell to the ground with a bang, bursting into a cloud of rubble.

The big brass hand also flickered slightly, and disappeared out of thin air.

Qin Wuyue sighed:

"The seven-grade spell 'Mighty Vajra Palm', I can't imagine that a traitor who broke the precepts and rebelled against the sect of the sect exterminator actually learned such a true tradition of Buddhism!"

The woman in Tsing Yi said: "It's a pity that he can't use this technique instantly, so he can only use the 'vigorous grappling hand' to stalemate and delay first, and strive for time to perform the technique." If it can be instantaneous, this spell alone is enough to easily destroy the stone manpower. ”

Shen Lang looked at it from the side, his eyes were very hot.

Although the "vigorous grappling hand" is only a nine-grade spell, it is so powerful that it can lift thousands of catties.

The "Mighty King Kong Palm" is even more incredible.

With Shen Lang's current eyesight, he could see at a glance that with a casual slap of the powerful King Kong palm, Chen Yuniang had the power to pick up the cannon barrel and strike with all his might.

That is to say, if a martial artist with a five-grade mastery does not have a strong and pure internal force to protect his body, and does not understand the clever unloading kung fu, he will directly be crushed to pieces under the blow of the powerful Vajra palm.

"It's just a seven-rank spell! It's so powerful! The true transmission of Buddhism seems to be very simple. If I learn this hand, when I was besieged and killed by Xue Mingyue, Mrs. Zhao and others, how could I use laying traps? directly forced into Chixia Valley, and a few big slaps went down, calling everyone to death! ”

Having said that, although the spell of the exterminator is powerful, the reaction of his skills is really unacceptable.

In other words, it was Shen Lang, no matter what, it was impossible to be hit on the head by the big iron ball, smashed to the ground, and just dodged to avoid it.

It's really blind to the burly, tall, muscular and good body of the exterminating monk, and there is no dual cultivation of law and martial arts, just a pure mage.

When he was secretly complaining, the monk stood up with a curse, wiped the blood on his face, took out a small bottle, dug out a lump of ghee-like ointment and smeared it on his head, and the potted wound on his head was immediately sealed to stop the bleeding.

After doing this, the exterminating monk turned his head and snorted coldly at the woman in green clothes, he didn't dare to give the Qin demon girl a look, but he glared at Shen Lang fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to point at him:

"You, come and find the way!"

Shen Lang pointed to his nose:

"Are you sure you want me to go ahead?"

The exterminator said angrily:

"Stop, get out of here!"

Shen Lang didn't bother to bother with this unlucky bastard.

Anyway, so far, he hasn't hurt a single hair, Qin Wuyue and the girl in Tsing Yi have damaged their followers, and the monk who has destroyed the sect has even more flowers, and he almost hung up.

Compared with luck, Shen Lang felt that he was enough to crush Qin Wuyue and the others.

And this kind of ruins exploration project, strength is only secondary, luck is the key-

Twenty years ago, when today's "Wanfa Zhenren" was just a seven-grade minor repair, he was among a group of masters and strongmen, and he was the only one who won the real estate of the previous dynasty. This matter was told to him by Qin Wuyue and the others.

And now Qin Wuyue and they themselves have forgotten about this stubble.

Shen Lang walked into the door and walked in front of the sect destroyer.

The environment behind the door is completely different from the boxy man-made tunnel outside, which is a natural karst cave.

Although oil lamps are also hung on both walls of the cave, there are no traces of artificial axes and chisels, and moss grows on the damp cave walls, and there are occasional water dripping on the roof.

Shen Lang walked on the uneven slippery ground with one deep foot and one shallow foot on the uneven slippery ground, walking towards the depths of the cave.

The monk who destroyed the door, the girl in green clothes, and Qin Wuyue hung two feet away from him, and Qin Wuyue's last gray-clothed boy fell at the end of the team.

Dozens of steps ahead, a corner appears in front of you.

Shen Lang stopped in front of the corner, cautiously glanced around, and continued to walk forward, rounding the corner.

The exterminating monk, the girl in green clothes, and Qin Wuyue also followed in turn.

When it was the turn of the last gray-clothed boy, on the stone wall at the corner, which obviously had no artificial traces, a narrow opening a foot-long hole suddenly and silently, from which a thin crescent-shaped blade ejected like lightning, swept past the gray-clothed boy's neck, and sank deep into the opposite stone wall with a pop.

The gray-clothed boy stiffened, and a bloody mark appeared on his neck.

After a few breaths, the gray-clothed boy's head was planted forward, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and then the headless corpse shook and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wuyue's teeth were about to crush, and he shouted to Shen Lang in front of him:

"Why? Why is Qin Shubao always able to avoid traps just right? ”

The woman in Tsing Yi also said coldly:

"It's just that he can always avoid traps, and the key is that even the demon beasts such as the ghost knife mantis and the giant python don't look for him...... There's something wrong with that! ”

The exterminating monk also touched the wound on his head and said viciously:

"I'm afraid it's not by accident that this kid appeared in the mountain temple! He must have known that the mountain temple was the entrance to the real people's relics in the previous dynasty, and he even knew about the organs in the relics mansion!

"Say, Who are you? How much do you know about this great real man's relic? Have you obtained the inheritance of this great true person of the former dynasty and mastered key information such as the 'map of the relic'? ”

“……”

What the did you guys make up?

Lao Tzu was innocently implicated by you, okay?

I'm not unlucky until now, I'm just just lucky, okay?

Shen Lang looked at the three of them speechlessly, and he really didn't know how to explain it.

……

It was in a secret room somewhere.

The brocade-clothed boy looked at the picture reflected in the silver mirror, and he was already smiling back and forth, out of breath.

Although he had bad luck in gambling today, and he had lost more than 30,000 silver dollars without any bets, the bearded one-eyed dragon "Qin Shubao" who accidentally bumped into him in the "Team A" brought him a lot of fun.

"This Qin Shubao's luck really makes people don't know how to evaluate it. said that he was lucky, but he was unlucky to crash into this game. said that he was unlucky, but no matter before or after he left, it was always someone else who was unlucky...... This guy, if he comes here to participate in the game, I'm afraid he will have to kill all the way and win the dealer's face......"

After laughing for a while, the young man in brocade stared at the silver mirror again, looking forward to how "Uncle Qin Bao" would deal with Qin Wuyue's questioning and resolve this crisis.

……

After being silent for a while, Shen Lang decided to try to defend himself - although he was sure to kill Qin Wuyue and the others, this "Lost Mansion" gave him a very bad feeling, and along the way, there was always a subtle intuition of being looked down on.

Therefore, as a last resort, Shen Lang would rather expose his Dao cultivation than expose the demons and his true identity.

"Shen Lang" has a sky-high reward of 100,000 silver dollars, and even if "Qin Shubao" is exposed to his Taoist skills, he is just a nameless cultivator.

At that moment, Shen Lang calmly faced the suspicious and murderous dangerous gaze of Qin Wuyue and the others, and said with a sincere face:

"Now, I can't hide it anymore. That's right, I'm a man with gifted abilities! And my natural ability is 'lucky'! ”

“……”

The corners of Qin Wuyue's lips twitched, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he had an expression of "you treat us as fools".

The boy in brocade who watched the "live broadcast" was already smiling on the beauty in front of him.

Qin Wuyue took a deep breath:

"Since you won't tell the truth...... Then I have no choice but to refine you into a walking corpse, and see if you can still be as lucky as you were when you were alive! ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Wuyue no longer gave Shen Lang a chance to explain, and with a finger, a translucent white fingerprint shot towards Shen Lang.

The Nine-Rank Dao Technique "Corpse Demon Finger", using Qin Wuyue's cultivation as a technique to perform this technique, can not only instantly kill the sixth-grade martial artist, but also transform it into a walking corpse puppet controlled by himself.

Although it is only a temporary walking corpse puppet, it can only move for half an hour, and after half an hour, it will quickly decay and decay, and its strength will drop greatly after becoming a walking corpse, but during its control period, it will obey the caster, it is a ruthless and practical evil spell, and it is very useful to deal with the siege of many people.

It was precisely because of this spell that Qin Wuyue had not cultivated the Dao Soldier Summoning Technique, and now even if he wanted to summon Dao Soldiers to explore the way, he couldn't do it.

pointed out that Qin Wuyue had already regarded "Qin Shubao" as a dead person.

However......

When the miserable white fingerprint flew in front of Shen Lang like lightning, Shen Lang's body suddenly flashed with blue light, and a pale green whirlwind appeared in an instant, spinning around him at high speed.

The miserable white fingerprints hit the pale green whirlwind, only causing the whirlwind to stagnate slightly, and then popped to the ground, and was strangled by the whirlwind.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wuyue, the girl in Tsing Yi, and the monk who destroyed the sect were all stunned, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

"You!"

Qin Wuyue raised her hand and pointed at Shen Lang, and said in a lost voice:

"You're also a Taoist monk? Your cultivation ...... Your cultivation ......"

With her cultivation, if it was just a "wind shield" cast by a seventh-grade monk, under her "Corpse Demon Finger", she could only fight with the Corpse Demon Finger at most and end up together.

But the wind shield of "Qin Shubao" not only blocked her corpse demon finger, but also showed no signs of collapse, doesn't this mean......

His Taoist cultivation already has a six-rank realm?

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary martial artist, but in exchange for oppression and doubts."

Shen Lang put his hands behind his back, stood in the wind shield, and said lightly:

"Now that you've seen it, I don't have to pretend anymore. That's right, I, Uncle Qin, am a six-rank monk! ”

Well, there are no sixth-grade spells, and even seventh-grade and eighth-grade spells will only be one sixth-grade monk.

I hope I can shock them with momentum.

[Ask for a ticket~! ] 】

(End of chapter)