The ancestral hall of the Li family is in turmoil at the moment.

After the fat man killed a group of people from the Great Elder's lineage.

It was not a small time.

Naturally, some people who are bold, worried, or have other ideas will go to investigate.

Immediately, everyone was shocked.

If they hadn't had the courage to take a look at the side door in good condition, I am afraid that they would have already been scattered.

Even so, under their running and telling each other, the ancestral hall officially began to turmoil.

Especially when they go elsewhere to observe.

After discovering that the guards of many main roads were dying miserably, they were even more out of control.

And this has also affected many people's plans.

For example, fat people.

At this moment, he relied on the help of the shielding technique.

At such a time, the place where no one will come is the latrine. Stay aside.

Endure the stench, the fat man's eyes are even more resentful.

This place was not what he wanted to come, but he had to come.

Other places are overcrowded.

Now that I have made such a big noise, there are people everywhere who are nervous.

And he was covered in blood, and he couldn't get rid of himself by the surgical shielding, and he couldn't explain it when he found out.

"Damn, can't these people move slower, I'm two places away!"

The fat man was so angry that he kicked the grandson of the Great Elder who lay on the ground unconscious.

According to the left path and his textbook courtesan before, under the probe-

The fat man learned that at least in the ancestral hall, there were five places guarded by the great elder's lineage.

And he's only got three places out of it now.

Not to mention that there are people among the elders who are the Great Elders, or-

The panting elders now are all the Great Elders' people.

Extending in this direction, the number of ghosts in the Li family has increased exponentially.

- You can't kill them all.

The fat man mourned in silence for his fake father, the head of the Li family.

Order it, brother, it's really boring

"Lao Zuo, look at your operation, fat man, I really have no tricks." The fat man hurriedly said to the little paper man.

The little paper man on the side covered his head with his hands folded, as if he hated this place:

"Don't worry, besides, you sacrifice so many spiritual materials, it's a matter of overclocking and breaking your hand, don't panic, you have enough reserves."

The fat man has a grudge.

The bottom is like this bird, and no one believes it when it sells miserably.

But at this moment, the little paper man suddenly added a sentence faintly:

"And—

"I don't think we need to do it."

The voice of the little paper figure seems to have been deliberately made ethereal and deep by some evil-eyed person.

"Huh?" The fat man felt bad and looked up at the sky.

"They're going to attack."

“”

In another place, the patriarch of the Li clan who had just walked to a remote wing.

This room is a forbidden place in the ancestral hall, and no one is usually allowed to come.

Originally, there was his descendant guarding this place for a long time, but the crisis of the Li family was also sent out.

He pushed the door in, opened the door of a cabinet, and tinkered with it for a while, and then a dark compartment appeared under the grid, and a small wooden box was placed in it, and the patriarch reached out and took it out directly.

Holding the wooden box, the patriarch put it on the small table, opened it gently, and there were two books that were somewhat old inside, and his face was complicated.

At this time, the movement outside the house aroused the alarm of the patriarch.

Especially after he vaguely heard something 'dead', 'go find it', 'the patriarch', 'elder' and other chaotic movements, he realized that something was wrong, he closed the wooden box, carried the two books with him, and left the house in great stride.

The little paper man who followed secretly had to spread out his two small hands, as if to say that it was a pity.

How much of a TV drama plot, how bad it is to carry it around like this-

Enjoy the hall.

The Great Elder was talking and laughing with the other two Elders.

The elder who had made tea and handed it to the elder brewed three cups again, and handed two cups to the other two.

But without exception, they nodded their heads and put them aside, chatting happily with each other but no one was drinking.

The movement outside naturally attracted their attention, and the three of them approached the door together.

At this moment, a rhythmic knock on the door, slightly anxious.

This is the code word of the descendants of the Great Elder, and these subordinates also obtained the code language method before this conspiracy.

Seeing this, the Great Elder opened the door with a gloomy face, and when his descendants met, they said with a fluttering face, which turned the three of them from joy to unease.

The faces of the two elders who had become traitors were even more complicated.

Three groups of descendants who were originally guarding the main road died at once.

It was hard not to think that the patriarch knew something and made a move.

Therefore, the Great Elder's descendants were asked to go back and continue to inquire about the situation.

After they closed the door, the two of them screamed, and they didn't know where to start.

It can also be seen from this that these elders have maintained a normal level.

It's okay to work, and it's okay to play backstabbing with one hand.

But it's a bit of a struggle for them to come up with some whimsical ideas.

This is most likely the reason why the former patriarchs chose them as elders.

In the face of this drastic turn of the situation, the Great Elder did not say anything, let alone hesitate.

He took out the jade pendant that he had used to speak in Xiangtang and smashed it on the ground.

Immediately, a white light floated in front of the Great Elder.

The Great Elder hurriedly bowed down and spoke quickly.

As the white light trembled more and more, the old man's speech became faster and faster, and finally the white light seemed to be completely unable to hold on, and soared out, and the moment it left the roof, it turned invisible.

Outside the ancestral hall.

The Xuanjia soldiers of the Tianlang Army are like a swarm of silent robots, and even when they rush to kill, they rarely make a sound, except for necessary words.

This almost silent atmosphere always gives the enemy a sense of fear in the night.

They have been killing from beginning to end and have not accepted any negotiations.

All those who dared to come out of the ancestral hall were shot into hedgehogs without exception.

And they don't give any explanation for their behavior.

And after stopping the charge, the people of the Tianlang Army gradually retreated,

The junction between the square and the mountains and forests outside the ancestral hall loomed, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared coldly at the ancestral hall.

After the soldiers, three monks were gathered with a general.

Two of the monks, including the general, looked at the other monk, middle-aged with silver temples and closed eyes.

After a while, the middle-aged monk opened his eyes and said:

"There was an accident on Neiying's side of the ancestral hall, and there was an unknown person killing their handle, Neiying thought that the head of the Li family did it, but this was just his guess.

"But this situation has an impact on us, if Neiying is removed, or exposed, it will take a little trouble for them to twist together, General Zheng, what do you think?"

He did not ask the other two monks for their opinions, as he was the leader of the trip.

And General Zheng held the command of the Tianlang Army, and he and his subordinates were necessary combat strength in this operation.

General Zheng, who heard this, said directly without thinking:

"Directly rush to kill, they must be in chaos for a while, this is the best time, the only problem is the monk in their family, it is reported that he was sealed in an ancient well, the state is always unknown, and now Master Cheng has not arrived."

The rest of the words, General Zheng did not finish, no matter what, he saved some face for these people.

Immediately afterwards, the three monks quickly deliberated and finally decided:

"Come on."

General Zheng nodded heavily when he saw this, and he took out the Xuanjia mask hanging from his waist and put it on, and at that moment, his face began to appear like a metallic luster.

Immediately, he took out a cylindrical object, grabbed the thin rope at the tail, and pulled it back violently, with a sharp sound, resounding all around.

At the same time, there was a rustling sound between the armor pieces of all the soldiers.

They moved.

Begin to charge.

Patriarch Li, do you think he's stupid?

Obviously not, if you can be a patriarch for more than a year, even if you don't have great wisdom, it's not bad.

Therefore.

His face began to change after he stopped a random member of his clan walking around and asked about the situation.

Patriarch Li didn't have any anger or catharsis, he knew that it was useless internal friction.

The key is, how to solve it now.

Go back to Xiangtang to see the situation?

It's crazy to do that.

Just as he was trying to figure out what to do with it, the arrows rained down again.

After a roar of killing, there was the sound of heavy footsteps that were silent and rushed in.

The situation outside caused the scouts in charge of observing the situation outside the wall to shout in fear, and anyone who stayed there knew what was going on.

And this also overwhelmed the last hesitation in his heart.

He spread his legs, ignoring the rain of arrows that suppressed the enemy and ran wildly.

Patriarch Li's lungs were like bellows, full of strength, ignoring the arrows that passed by—

Under the all-out attack of the Tianlang army, the clansmen who were originally thinking that they could still resist one or two were powerless.

In less than five minutes, the back door was breached.

Some of the fierce soldiers, under the leadership of their commanders or even commanders, cooperated with each other to climb over the high wall, and then they saw people kill without any hesitation.

But the most interesting thing is the people who guard the main roads and side doors of the Great Elder.

The little paper man on the left was very surprised when he saw these people rushing to kill the soldiers.

I looked into the ancestral hall together.

I think the original plan was to get some kind of signal, and then play to cooperate.

But now the battle has left them a little at a loss.

And the Great Elder who learned of the shocked news didn't have time to inform them again, so he chose to directly break the jade pendant and tell the situation.

Therefore, the paper people on the left can see—

The rest of the Great Elder's descendants opened the side door, and then greeted the Tianlang Army.

After that, before they could say anything, they were greeted by the piercing belly of the inky black long knife.

They collapsed in pools of blood and stampede foot by foot, exhaling their last breath with confusion and incomprehension.

Obviously, the moral bottom line of the Tianlang Army also has a considerable level of flexibility.

Promises or something, far below their mission.

From the beginning, as Cheng Bomiao said, they have always been high-pressure countermeasures against the family of monks who appear in private.

And for the Li family, a clan that has been entrenched in Fanjun for many years, there is no room for maneuver.

Not a single one is left.

At this time, the little paper people also began to shrink.

Because the three monks and the general who had slashed with a dazzling sword were walking inward from the outside without hurrying.

Zuo Dao doesn't know the depth of the three people.

After all, it used to be difficult for the monks of the world to rub a fireball.

Therefore, including Zuo Dao himself, he is usually embarrassed to call himself a bullshit monk, at most he calls himself a metaphysical person, and other than that, he is another name for various sects.

As for this world—

Before the event, he had never seen a person in the real sense, or in the concept of the kind of person who had walked through the ages.

And the monks here are also very restrained in their ability to exert their abilities because of the pollution of spiritual energy, and in the eyes of outsiders, they are no different from ordinary people, so it is difficult to guess their strength.

But one thing is certain.

It is difficult for a single paper figure to conceal its whereabouts, so the left lane needs to be closed to keep it hidden.

Although concealment can be strengthened by gathering spirits into a array, the number of small paper figures in the ancestral hall is limited, and once gathered, the range of people who can watch the play is reduced.

Instead of this, it is better to let the little paper man stand at the last post and persist until the end.

In this way, Zuo Dao passed through the paper man and saw that the patriarch had come to the ancient well, and he was out of breath.

I saw him take out a knife, slash his palms once, and then let the blood smear his palms.

Both palms are attached to the manhole cover of the ancient well, and many mysterious lines appear on the rough and ordinary manhole cover.

The little paper man carefully explored, and found that it was not any kind of system that he was familiar with.

He struggled to pile up the heavy manhole covers, and with all his strength, exposing the bruises on his body, and ignoring the arrows that came at his feet.

In response to this situation, the little paper man who was secretly watching shook his head.

It frantically beckoned around, and in no time yet several small paper figures hid above the void, and whenever it saw an arrow that could be shot at the patriarch, it secretly helped it miss the distance.

Luckily, there are no monks here at the moment.

The clansmen who were struggling to resist the collision at the main gate also found that the patriarch not far away was doing strange things, and they hurriedly shouted for the patriarch to avoid the rain of arrows, but they did not get an answer.

At the same time, soldiers on both sides of the wall began to jump down one after another.

These people seem to have a clear purpose.

After seeing the actions of the Li clan chief, they did not go to stop them, but raised their crossbows at the same time and shot arrows!

The moment the arrow broke through the air, the three monks who were not in a hurry looked straight.

The middle-aged monk in the lead said to the general:

"General, I'll go over first, and the rest of the people will have to work for you."

"Immortal long, go." General Zheng replied.

Then the three monks burst through the sky and galloped in the direction of their target.

At the same time as the arrow was fired, all the little paper figures had quietly evacuated, hiding in various buildings, like hide and seek, and then they saw three figures flying into the sky.

When they saw the ancient well that had been pushed open halfway, the eyes of the three of them sharpened.

However, they did not act together, as if there was a division of labor earlier.

One of the old men in cyan Chinese clothes closed his palms, in addition to the fitting thumb and index finger, from the two little fingers to the middle finger in turn spread out like a peacock opening the screen.

Immediately, the hands were fished inward, and then turned outward, and the multi-fingers interlaced to form a strange hand, and the hands were also smudged with a cyan halo.

Immediately afterwards, the patriarch, who had already pushed open two-thirds of the manhole cover, felt that his neck was bound by some kind of force, and the violent contraction made him not only feel suffocated, but also his neck was about to be choked.

The most terrifying thing was that his shoulders were grabbed by some kind of force, and the clothes on both shoulders were sunk into the folds.

As soon as the old man in green clothes lifted his hands, the patriarch was directly carried in the air, and as the old man made a circle movement with both hands, the patriarch's body was turned in a half circle, facing the three monks.

Only then did the middle-aged monk in the middle say to the desperate patriarch:

"Today, there is a family, Pangenfan County, which stretches for a hundred years.

"In charge of officials and business, resist the six governments, hold each way, and circle bandits.

"I learned that the Li family secretly made filth and hid uneducated people."

The middle-aged monk said with a solemn face, and then he wiped the jade pendant on his waist, and then a scroll appeared in his hand, he took one end, and let the other end fall naturally and unfold:

"Submitted by the local sub-pavilion, approved by the Tianlang Pavilion and transferred to the Si Lu Hall for inspection, and stamped to the southern Si Lu Branch, I was ordered to come to eradicate the unauthorized, cut off the filthy air, and raze the Li clan."

With that, he threw the scroll upward, and the third purple-robed monk next to him tacitly pointed to the air, and the scroll instantly collapsed, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, two words appeared in the air.

『Yi - Tianlang Pavilion』

"The place where there are no monks and hidden places needs to be eradicated, quasi-the Temple of the Priesthood"

This scene surprised Zuo Dao, who watched the play through the little paper figure.

Thinking in his heart, he deserves to be the superior department of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau.

Look at people don't know how many years ago, this forced style and process were already so professional.

It's good to pronounce the death penalty without hurrying while killing your people.

This style is praised by the left road.

Just the patriarch who looked like a dead face, and the big elder who was shocked on the other side, and the little paper man without a head could all figure out what a terrifying meaning the appearance of this thing had in this era.

On the other side, the fat man hiding next to the latrine.

He may be in a remote location here, and no one has killed him for the time being, and no macho brother has jumped over the wall.

Therefore, when he saw the two large subtitles in the sky, he actually said with a big brain:

"Lao Zuo, you said that we have the identity of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau, can you just let us go?"

The paper man .jpg silently

What are you going to do with the officials who brought it to the court?

And on the side of Gujing, after the three monks finished doing this, the Qingyi monk who held the patriarch was about to directly kill the other party's life, and in the next moment, Gujing rushed out a huge yellow spiritual power!

And that spiritual power wrapped around the patriarch's body, directly cutting off the invisible shackles,

The monk in Tsing Yi who was holding his hands seemed to be shaken apart by something, his hands trembled and automatically separated, and the figures floating in the air were shocked back for a distance.

Immediately after, a shiny hand reached out from the ancient well.

A middle-aged man who was a little dirty crawled out of it.

It was dirty, but the clothes were old and mottled.

His body was as smooth as a baby, and his clumpy hair couldn't stop the other party's smooth face, and this scene was extremely torn.

On the one hand, he was as clean as a person who had just come out of the bath, but on the other hand, he was sloppy in clothes and hair like an old beggar.

The identity of this person does not need to be introduced, and it can be known that he is the monk of the Li family.

The sloppy man with clear eyes glanced at the monks with solemn faces, and immediately a divine thought erupted from his body, sweeping around the ancestral hall, and then his face showed a different color, and a look of sadness on his face.

At this time, his body floated, standing side by side with the three monks, and also brought the patriarch of the Li clan to his side, and the sloppy monk looked sideways at the patriarch and said:

"Brother, I know the situation, I am a sinner, but at best, it is just an introduction, our Li family has been arrogant here for so many years, and it has long been concerned, it's ridiculous that the Great Elder actually thinks that if he kills me and the others, he can leave some incense.

"You can't escape, if you leave, there will be more powerful people coming, so I can't save you, I will try my best to let some seeds leave successfully, go incognito, change blood and change the vein, until the future is peaceful for many years, the past follows the wind, and then everything follows fate."

Before the Li family patriarch and his own brother could say anything, the sloppy monk with clear eyes pressed his palm on his head, and the sloppy man's hand suddenly distorted.

A mouth cracked under the palm of the invisible to others, and it opened and spat out something like a hose that pierced the Li family patriarch's skull, and then sucked wildly, and the patriarch's body dried up instantly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before the opponent could make this move, the three monks each launched an attack spell.

But what made them helpless was that the other party was able to neutralize their attack with their spiritual power alone.

At this moment, a voice like a lion's roar came from a distance.

General Zheng, who was dressed in multi-patterned Xuan armor, once again slashed out a stunning sword.

And this sword directly broke through the yellow spiritual power and rushed straight into the sloppy monk's body.

Poof, the dirty clothes were split open, and the deep wounds were cut out.

But the sloppy monk didn't feel pain, and the wound didn't heal on its own without the slightest blood flowing.

He just made a weird click in his head, turned sharply behind his back, and shot two rays of light from his eyes at the other party.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the general's horizontal knife resisted the light, and the blade suddenly shattered, and two spiritual powers hit his Xuanjia, flying out upside down with others like cannonballs.

At this moment, the scruffy monk's head jerked again, returned to its original position, and looked at the three monks.

"What aura pollution, aura curse, this is just your wishful thinking.

"This is the transformation of heaven and earth, the gift of earth, and the path of our transcendence.

"And those of you who control the so-called general trend will eventually become the past and turn into dust under the change of heaven and earth, and today you don't even dare to absorb a little aura of this world, what can you do to fight me?"

The sloppy monk said calmly.

In this regard, the little paper man agrees very much, or rather, Zuo Dao agrees very much.

At the same time, he had a guess that the combat effectiveness of these three people was so "weak", I am afraid that it was not only the reason, but also Cheng Bomiao.

"What's the key to him?" Zuo Dao thought so.

In the previous interrogation, most of the messages were "encrypted".

This made Zuo Dao very helpless.

At this moment, he and Yan Fang had already touched the vicinity of the ancestral hall and were looking for an opportunity to pick up the fat man.

The three monks were indifferent to this ridicule.

The middle one didn't seem to be in a hurry after seeing that the other party got out of trouble and attacked to no avail, and he said slowly:

"Whether the general trend will become a thing of the past will be witnessed by heaven and earth.

"It is also an indisputable fact that there is a problem with the aura of this heaven and earth.

"It's up to you, Daoyou, are you still yourself?"

After that, the monk in Tsing Yi took over and said:

"The Tianlang army retreated quickly and left the ancestral hall."

As soon as the words fell, the black tide retreated faster than it came.

At the same time, the three of them seemed to have a case, and at the same time whispered something that Zuo Dao had never heard.

It resembles a scripture or Sanskrit, with a strange rhyme and a long rhythm, but it makes people unconsciously listen to it.

The one who was most affected was the sloppy monk.

At the moment when the three of them spoke, he seemed to fall into a kind of sluggishness, as if he had returned to his infant days and watched all interesting things, and his heart, mind, eyes, ears, and body were all pulled by him.

Immediately after, under the flesh tissue of his whole body, it was like an earthworm burrowing in it, his head trembled left and right, and a facial feature was printed on both sides of his neck, and finally the skin was broken open to reveal a face without eyebrows, and his flesh-colored lips were open and closed to breathe air.

His body began to become bloated, and the original yellow and positive spiritual power began to become turbid and evil under the transformation, turning into a dark yellow, and there were some fleeting black points of light in the spiritual power.

This scene made the little paper man hug each other.

"Even if I don't consider the concept of spiritual energy and spiritual power in the past world, in this case, I have to stand on Cheng Bomiao's side, this person didn't have any abnormality before he just came out, and in their recitation that is defined as a mantra, he actually became like this

"In any way, this is no longer a normal person, but a monster in human skin and sinister in normal times; What worries me the most is the spiritual power, which originally looked at the normal spiritual power, but under the influence of this spell, it also revealed problems and became extremely filthy.

"But otherwise, this world will not find out about the problem until it is too late, it is indeed very hidden, and it makes me wonder what is the reason for this drastic change in the aura of heaven and earth, which is so malicious and targeted.

"But the Tianlang army retreated, this is a good thing and a bad thing, the good thing is that the fat man is not easy to be hacked to death by a knife, the bad thing is that it is very difficult for us to break in, these people who are waiting for the battle, there is a very powerful leader outside, and the blow of this monk just now obviously did not kill him.

"Luckily—it's not that far from night."

At this time, the moon is faintly visible in the sky, but it is getting darker.

In the middle of Zuo Dao's thoughts, the clothes on the scruffy monk's body were corroded by some kind of liquid that had diffused from him, and he became naked.

His skin was no longer smooth, revealing a dark red color, and the most uncomfortable thing was that his body was now like a lazy toad, with many bulges.

Some just top out a bag, and some have a baby's face like a neck.

The bulging pouch on the back of the sloppy monk burst out of the skin at this moment, carrying a black-purple liquid, a small ball of flesh fell from the air, and the wound of his large bowl dried up instantly.

With a thud, the small lump of meat fell to the ground.

If you look closely, it can only be said to be a monster.

A slender and slender body, with eight small hands and a head larger than its body, it was not only alive when it was thrown from a high altitude, but also gasped and grinned with snow-white teeth.

The appearance of this creature who didn't know what to say was, like deriving dominoes, sloppy monks, these "cuties" came out of his body one after another.

And the sloppy monk's body became more and more withered, as if he had exhausted his qi and blood, and even his spiritual power began to be shallow.

In this scene, Zuo Dao knew the purpose of the three Tianlang Pavilion monks.

They control each other through unknown mantras, and the mantras seem to have some kind of "birth" effect, causing the other party to exacerbate the fundamental aberration in their bodies.

Then take this sloppy monk and give birth to these little monsters like a stallion, so as to achieve the result of consuming the other party, and then clean up the ghost things in this place when they are done.

This is the extremely crude and obscene understanding of the left way.

"There's a problem, if the three of them use this ability, they are not afraid that the other party will conjure up a big monster and give the three of them one by one backhand?

"There is only one possibility, and before they act, there is already a targeted approach.

"Then, without Cheng Bomiao, well, it seems that I don't have to think about it."

Zuo Dao, who was manipulating the little paper man, suddenly stopped thinking because he had already seen the result.

Originally, when the Tianlang Pavilion and his party came to a crushing game with the six god costumes to push it flat, the appearance of the sloppy monk made them enter a small headwind, and when the three of them took out their targeted abilities, they entered the big advantage in a blink of an eye and were ready to knock out the crystal-

The three monks suddenly shook their bodies and stopped their prayers.

The purple-clothed monk said solemnly:

"One less person in the Four Transformation Mantras really doesn't work, and no one relays the last paragraph.

"Now that it can't recover from the spell for a while—"

"Everyone, absorb the aura."

The other two bowed their heads.

For a while, the world swirled with nameless gusts of wind, and the eyes of the three of them became brighter and more bitter.

But the next moment, their bodies shook again, and a flash of disbelief flashed.

And the monster that was no longer humanoid in the sky, which was originally floating in the sky, made a playful sound:

"This is the ancestral land of my Li family, the place where our Li family has cultivated for many years, I am the aura, and the aura is me."

As soon as his pitted arms stretched out, as if to welcome victory, all the aura that was rarely seen by ordinary people in heaven and earth was manifested, and they were all dark yellow.

"Under the ancient well is where the spiritual veins are located, I have been nurtured here all these years, what I am waiting for is that when you feel that it is difficult to deal with me, either you choose to leave, I take the rest of the people who can be made to escape, or you choose to absorb the spiritual energy, and finally enter my trap!"

Sloppy monk, the current humanoid monster has fallen into some kind of madness at the moment, and he has revealed all his plans and his heart.

"My brother is a good patriarch, but not a good brother, he was able to become the patriarch back then, just because the elders were orderly, after our father stepped down, because he didn't want to go, he had a lot of support for my team, my good brother began to worry about the future, and my descendants would affect the family status of his descendants.

"So I was induced to set up a trap for me to learn the Yin Script, I know his mind, hahaha, but I really want to be a monk too.

"We coincide and tacitly agree that in order to become a monk, I have refined all my heirs, and none of them have been left!

"My brother has succeeded, and I have succeeded, he will sit firmly in the position of patriarch, and I will become the guardian saint who secretly protects the continuation of the family.

"However, because of his own concern about my strength, after our actions were exposed, he was indifferent when he knew that the Great Elder was plotting against me, and built an ancient well to trap me inside, wanting me to be trapped by the formation and die.

"But my brother, is a person who is actually indecisive in his heart, and he can't bear it at this time, hey. Deliberately left me a glimmer of life, I can also absorb aura to maintain vitality, originally through various methods to refine my occasion, deliberately reduce some "materials", I think he is worried about now, right?

"He also thinks about it, and he thinks about it, so he makes the family unrecognizable, so he has to die, but I will try my best to preserve the blood of the Li family."

"Don't struggle, soon you will become a monster without sanity, this spiritual vein has been shaped like one under the manipulation of my Li family's sacrifices for many years, if it weren't for the world's restriction of monks, this place would have already become our blessed land, how can it only pollute you now?"

The sloppy monk sneered and looked at the trio in pain.

At this moment, the eight-handed monsters on the ground seemed to come to life, and they propped up their bodies and flew away in all directions.

ushered in the panic of the remnants of the Li family.

There was an eight-handed monster, which jumped up and hugged the beams, and then climbed all the way to the top, and walked upside down like a worm, facing a wall brick, and its head was bigger than its body and opened its mouth and said:

"You're a monk too? Are you from the Li family? I seem to feel your blood? ”

Inside the wall, there is a hidden paper figure.

To this inquiry, the paper man responded without panic:

"Hello uncle, I'm Zongzi-"

"Oh, I don't know, but your name is Zongzi, and you are my brother's descendant?"

"Yes, I'm a son."

"Well, you're very good, you're the only one in the family who isn't afraid of me, it's just you, I'll help you out, and the others will become my strength, delay the Tianlang Pavilion and the gang, wait for me to create a chance for you-"

On the other side, next to the pit.

The fat man looked confused.

The paper man became me?

The fat man tried very hard to recall.

The identities of the three of them are - the fat man is Zongzi, the left path is Zongtian, and the Yan Fang is Zonghai.

And just now, the little paper man of Zuo Dao said that he, or his paper man, is Zongzi, and these are also the masterpieces of the fat man himself, and he has become a monk?

For a time, the fat man was messy.

"No way, my paper man was discovered by that monster, his mental condition is not quite right, I have this method as soon as the inspiration moves, you wait and don't say anything, let alone show a frightened look, and try to look normal as much as possible.

"It's still a little time before nightfall, you just take the opportunity to come out first, and see what this monster can do to help you get out of the encirclement, even if it's almost there, we can cooperate inside and outside, and then we'll find a place to get through."

The little paper man spoke quickly, and in some places he was indistinct, but the fat man immediately understood.

Just when the fat man adjusted his mind and made up his mind what posture a monk should have.

He heard the sound of a baby crawling on the ground, the slimy sound of flesh making contact with the ground and then separating from the ground.

Then there was a scene that made the fat man's hair stand on end.

A small monster with eight hands and a large body jumped in from the wall and landed in front of the fat man.

Almost let him launch the ceremony and the spell to kill this.

"You're Zongzi? Well, that's right, there are paper figures next to you.

"Follow me."

The big-headed eight-handed monster spoke.

The little paper man did not speak secretly at this time, but pinched the fat man and asked him to follow.

Seeing this, the fat man could only stubbornly trot all the way behind.

Should I say it or not, this little chic is really fast.

And along the way, Zuo Dao and the fat man have witnessed what is called a slaughterhouse.

There were corpses all around, and the faces of the corpses had one of these monsters on their heads.

More precisely, on their faces.

The monster with a big head and eight hands spit out a hose from its mouth and forcibly stuffed it into the mouth of the corpse, and then the hose began to suck, and the wavy liquid rolled from the hose into the monster's mouth, and the thin body visibly bulged up with the naked eye.

At this moment, a scream came from a side room, and a young man cried:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me——!"

And the human-headed monster with eight small hands supporting its body slowly crawled out of it:

"You're afraid of me! You are not the person who will continue my Li family in the future, you should become my strength to delay them! ”

As he spoke, it bounced and hugged the young man's face, and before the young man could take it off, the big head opened its mouth and poked out a hose, and the head of the hose limb had a circular ring, which was full of teeth and bit on the young man's throat.

As if the young man had been injected with some kind of liquid, he stiffened, and finally—needless to say.

And the entire ancestral hall is already crawling with these creatures at this moment.

The fat man's face became stiffer.

What does it mean that there are wolves in front and tigers in the back?

It's fucking yes, fuck me.

Look at Lao Zuo, he doesn't dare to plot quietly now, and he can think of the monsters he said before and the horror of these little monsters with his feet.

The fat man's heart trembled with emptiness and grievance.

Along the way, the fat man was led to the side of the ancient well, and also saw the monster itself, and the three painful monks.

At this moment, the skin of the three monks all developed red spots, and their skin even ulcerated in some places.

Seeing the fat man, the monster floating in the air, the previous sloppy monk moved his head slightly:

"You come with me."

As he spoke, he flew out with three monks.

The fat man had no choice but to push open the door and walk out with him over the corpse.

Surrounded by all the soldiers, the monster didn't care at all:

"Where is the person who slashed out the sword light before?"

As soon as the words fell, a Xuanjia soldier walked out of the soldiers, he was General Zheng, and he was also the person who had made a knife before, and the Xuanjia on his chest still had two slightly deep dents at the moment, and the knife in his hand had also been replaced.

General Zheng looked at the situation of the three monks, and he knew that there was a big change in this trip.

Looking at the strange-shaped creature again, it is not difficult to imagine that most of the creatures in the ancestral hall will also have this kind of creature, regardless of the number or the combat power, excluding these, the single Tianlang army will have to pay a great price to face this monk.

Therefore, General Zheng spoke:

"It's me."

Monsters overlook each other:

"Let my people go, I will let these three monks out of trouble, we will do it again, the only requirement, you cannot hunt him down until I die, and I will send my children to follow him until he leaves this territory."

General Zheng, who heard the words, replied in the same tone:

"They've been polluted, and like you, it's impossible, it's a fight to the death."

The monster had also been prepared, and at this moment he seemed to have returned to his senses:

"Then let him leave and enter Lishan, out of here, life or death, give you more confidence to fight with me."

General Zheng was silent for a while: "Okay." ”

With that, he raised his hand, and the soldiers moved out of the way.

The eight-handed creeper, called a child by the scruffy monk, was the first to run, and the fat man followed after the paper man pinched him again.

It wasn't until the fat man left and hid in the mountains and forests that the soldiers resumed their formation again.

General Zheng drew his long knife and looked at the other party.

And the monster stared in the direction where the fat man had disappeared, and whispered:

"That's the last thing I can do."

As he spoke, the three monks who had been looking pained instantly vomited blood in unison, and they broke free from their restraints.

They've been tricked before.

Originally, it was not the real aura that was absorbed, but the sloppy monk's own spiritual power, which he disguised in an unknown way, mixed it with the aura, and immediately rioted in their inhaled bodies, and polluted them.

The three of them instantly distanced themselves, but instead of approaching the soldiers, they took on a flanking stance.

A battle to the death that has nothing to do with the three of Zuo Dao, here. It is also unfolding again.

In the forest, the fat man was led out by the little monster.

This monster doesn't seem to have the control of the scruffy monk's body, and only follows a certain idea.

For example, if the fat man wants to change the target of his action, this little chic-trick thing with eight hands will stop, stop him, and warn hoarsely.

As the distance got farther and farther away, the ferocity in the fat man's eyes became more and more vigorous, especially after being threatened repeatedly.

At this moment, a sword slashed from one place, and the target was the little monster's body!

The monster was also very responsive, and it let out a high-pitched roar and dodged to the side.

But how can that?

Therefore, the paper figure on the fat man's shoulder shot out, and the spirit was full of hair, sticking to the monster to fix its figure.

And the fat man's reaction was not slow, he stepped out of this range with his steps, and then slapped his palms, and several floating shields appeared, and immediately fixed them beside the little monster.

"Still want to run?

"Fuck me dead!"

The fat man spoke as a villain, and he watched the sword pass through the monsters, paper figures, and floating shields, and ended it all with a gesture of cutting it in two.

"It's good that we're finally in time." A voice from the left came from among the trees.

Looking for prestige, the fat man saw Zuo Dao and Yan Fang.

"Mom, Team Leader Yan, I have a relative, your knife is so handsome, I almost died in the ancestral hall!"

The fat man began to cry when he saw his team leader.

Yan Fang looked blank.

Don't wait for the three of them to say something after they meet, and give a speech.

The dark sky ushered in the night.

In an instant, they noticed that everything around them was becoming transparent.

Heavy dizziness came, and in a trance, Yan Fang and the fat man saw that there were many things rushing towards them.

Like paper people, paper people, or fucking paper people!

The two of them looked at Zuo Dao with strange expressions.

Seems to be saying - how many nets have you cast here, laying eggs all the way, right?

But only Zuo Dao knew that this was not what he thought.

He didn't have the idea of recycling the paper figures, but this world, no, maybe this thing branched off.

It seems to dislike his paper figures.

All the paper figures were pinched by an invisible giant hand, and then thrown over, so that Zuo Dao could quickly take them away!

The left way of making up for this situation in this way is naturally as he wishes.

It's just that somewhere, there is a group of small paper figures who are resisting.

On Cheng Bomiao's side, the little paper figures who were in charge of squatting were dragged to the left side of the road by the nameless force one by one.

Seeing this, the nearest little paper figure grabbed the corner of Cheng Bomiao's clothes.

A passage was shouted: "Wake up! ”

As soon as it spoke, the power that had been dragging on the ground stopped.

Without waiting for Zuo Dao to flash any thoughts, this little paper figure turned into powder-

The disappearance of the three people on the left side, this heaven and earth immediately appeared.

Everything is fast-forwarding, and the sun and moon begin to rotate in a flash.

Immediately afterward, something that seems to be alive is gathering information.

"The End of Mother Earth: The Case of the Southern Lee Family"

"The end of the first performance—"

『Left-Middle』

"Yan - Under the Armor"

『Zhang-Yizhong』

Today's General Meeting of Shareholders.

Today's chapter should actually be 1.3~1.4w, but I don't want to water the number of words, try to let everyone save some money, so I made deletions and streamlinings.

And then, today is also the day of breaking 10,000 updates, inserting a waist, writing from day to night, that's pretty much it, I don't want to drag the plot, let everyone wait too long, return to the whirlpool of Huacheng as soon as possible, and let our Zuo Dao classmates eat melons well

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In the end, I barely moistened it, and the real insect catching battle still depends on the readers, so I have to rest first!

(End of chapter)