"In the next Ji Yunlong, this son, may I ask, do you know where the Green Dragon City is?" asked the young Taoist Ji Yunlong with a slight bow.

Qinglong City?What kind of mountainous place?Why do I want to know?And who are you?Do you know you well?

And when he heard the name Qinglong City, the corners of Lan Lan's mouth in the back moved, slightly hooked, as if he recalled something interesting from the past, but it was well concealed, and no one found it. And when Ji Yunlong was about to explain in detail, something happened again.

A roar of wind and thunder came from afar, and it sounded like a heavy drum!

"Tsk, I chased them so quickly, I thought I had finally gotten away from them. A few sons, let's talk about it in detail. ”

Ji Yunlong flipped it with one hand, and the green bamboo umbrella opened again, and the umbrella page was much larger than before. This is the treasure of the Daomen, the shrinking bone green jade umbrella!

As soon as the words fell, a fresh breeze blew, and Xu Zhige watched Ji Yunlong, who was holding a jade umbrella, rise vertically and rode away with the wind, like a fairy.

"The thief is leaving! How can it be so easy to trespass on the forbidden land of this sect and still want to leave?"

A shiny bald head is particularly dazzling under the scorching sun! In the midst of the roar of rage, with an angry face, the bald giant man dressed as a warrior monk held a powerful vajra pestle and killed in the air like a flying general, and the momentum was terrifying!

The great monk killed frantically, and hit Ji Yunlong who was in mid-air, and the powerful vajra mixed with the sound of wind and thunder bombarded down. The strong wind alone made the passers-by next to him unable to support it, and the gravity on his body seemed to have increased a lot, and the whole person couldn't move.

"Hey, it's a lot of brute strength! Why don't you go to plough the fields with such good innate conditions?"

Ji Yunlong's smile remained unchanged, and his tone was sarcastic. The body was as tall as a pine, and the jade umbrella in his hand turned, and he easily dodged the terrifying blow of the great monk without even using luck. The body moves with the wind, thousands of miles a day, without spending too much Xuan power, this profound light skill body method is the secret technique of Ji Yunlong's fame, riding the wind!

At this time, the bad things of the onlookers came!

This powerful vajra couldn't hit Ji Yunlong, but the horse leader under Ji Yunlong was not so lucky, the horse next to him was suppressed by the force, unable to move, and was actually blasted alive The horse's head was blasted alive, and the whole head was blown into a puddle of flesh, and the little man next to the horse was also shocked out. Suddenly, flesh and blood flew on the street, and some people who couldn't avoid it were naturally splashed with blood......

"Be careful!"

Halfway through the flight, the little man felt what seemed to be a soft cushion behind him that swept the impact away from him, allowing him to land unharmed. It turned out that Ji Yunlong waved his hand and sent out a soft energy to catch the horse leader.

The time before and after is just a few blinks of an eye.

And Ji Yunlong showed a flaw in the blink of an eye! A thin figure jumped up from behind the great monk like a flying eagle, and in the blink of an eye, it had already swept in front of Ji Yunlong, and it turned out to be a skinny little monk.

The little monk clasped his hands together, stared at Ji Yunlong like a lion, and with one mouth, a deafening Buddha horn, like a sonic cannon, shook the people on the entire street and covered their ears tightly. Some people who didn't have time to cover their ears were even shocked to vomit blood and fainted. There is even a certain degree of cracking in the buildings on the streets. Xu Zhige felt that his heart seemed to pause for a moment with this loud roar.

"The lion's roar, the little monk hasn't cultivated yet, and it's almost the same as changing your master!"

Such an invisible horror is like a child's thing in Ji Yunlong's eyes, and he doesn't even feel the slightest feeling, and the ripples on his body turn into an invisible shield, isolating this sound wave and leaving him unharmed!" "For the sake of your master's face, I'll just teach you a lesson today!"

Ji Yunlong held an umbrella in one hand, and palmed it lightly with the other, not hurried, in the eyes of others, this palm can even be regarded as slow, not to mention a master, even an ordinary person can calmly dodge. But in the eyes of the little monk, this palm sealed all his dodge and retreat routes, no matter which way he dodged, he would be hit, and in a hurry, he hurriedly counterattacked.

"Hey, don't do it!"

With a contemptuous sneer, Ji Yunlong's slow palm confronted the little monk.

With a bang, the bones of the little monk's entire arm cracked, and a mouthful of blood spit out, and he was defeated by one move! And taking advantage of the power of this palm, Ji Yunlong's body turned around, and disappeared into the sky like a heavenly immortal. In the air, only a slightly mocking voice remained.

"The Pure Land Sect's Donglin Temple is no different!"

With a successful blow, he drifted away, and the appearance and departure of this young Taoist priest Ji Yunlong were like a gust of wind, coming and going in a hurry, making people unpredictable. If it weren't for the traces of the battle at the scene, Xu Zhige would have thought that the scene just now was a dream.

But the bloody atmosphere and the scattered people on the scene don't think so, during the battle just now, the horses died, the flesh and blood flew everywhere, polluting the streets, and the lion roar of the great monk directly smashed some buildings, hurting countless people, everything seemed to be after the catastrophe.

"These bastards who don't care about killing and burying! Why didn't the government arrest them all!"

The wails and complaints of the common people came and went, and some hostile eyes fell on the two remaining monks.

On the other hand, the situation of the skinny monk was not easy. The bones of one arm were shattered, and even if he was tenacious, he could not hide the painful look. The big monk beside him looked very anxious, and his head was sweating, but he could only circle around him, not knowing what to do, and hurriedly gestured blindly.

"Senior brother, don't panic!"

The little monk's voice was very magnetic, which was a little inconsistent with his age, perhaps it had something to do with the cultivation of sound waves like the lion's roar, "The thief is strong, far from being the enemy of you and me, what we have to do now is to hurry back to the temple to report the situation." It's best to report to the official family and see if you can find someone to help investigate the person's origins. For now, let's get out of here......"

The big monk nodded, picked up the vajra in his hand, put the little monk on his shoulder, and turned around to leave. This action explains what it means to be able to stand on the shoulders, and the thick shoulders are completely enough for the skinny little monk to stand on it.

"Fucking stop me!"

A loud shout containing anger stopped the big and small monks who wanted to leave, and when they turned around, they saw a burly, flesh-and-blood man, like a bloodthirsty demon god, looking at them directly.