Outside the Demon Suppression Temple. Heaven and earth, the streets and alleys are crowded with people, and it is a real sea of people.

The vendor was holding a few magic weapons in his hand, and after walking a few steps, he had to squeeze sideways and continue to sell, "Western Regions magic weapons!" The magic weapons that come out of thousands of ways, the relics of the immortals! He lowered his head, "Eh, this fellow Daoist, borrowed, borrowed." ”

All the monks stared at the clearing outside the Black Tower in the Demon Suppression Temple.

"How many forces are there to save this medical fairy girl this time, and you can't move no matter how you squeeze it?" The vendor asked casually.

The monk on the side answered: "The forces of the people to save the fairy girl are all near the black tower, and now we are all watching the excitement."

"Yes, eh, look at that is the fifth prince of Qi, he is a person who grew up in Roland City, and even he will not hesitate to break his face with the Demon Suppression Temple to save this daughter of the medicine fairy?!"

"Look at those two are wonderful, there are a bunch of ...... hanging under them Goblin? Where did this demon dealer come from?! ”

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, if you want me to say that the most powerful thing is the monk in red. I just heard that he is crazy and square! It's enough to have a god transformation period! Let's stay away from the show! ”

"The crazy knife is here?! O madman of the Eastern Regions! ”

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Outside the Black Tower.

Fang Zhi stood dozens of zhang away from the door of the first floor of the Black Tower, and in front of him were eighteen Arhat Buddha cultivators, and there were even old monks from each hall sitting next to him, chanting with low eyebrows.

Suddenly, another pair of cardinals fell down and stood in front of Fang Zhuan.

"Monk, isn't the person you want to arrest Liu Yunqing? I'm right here, you guys let my sister out and put me in!! ”

Liu Yunqing was dressed in a red brocade cloth dress, and the sleeves were faintly inlaid with gold threads.

At this moment, he was holding a silver sword and pointing directly at the Buddhas.

"Yo, Liu Yunqing, you dare to come back, you demon cultivator, a traitor from the Ten Directions Gate! We won't let you go today, and you're going to die here! Yu Dongming didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, the sword was in the sky, and he sneered condescendingly at everyone.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yunsheng suddenly threw out a yellow talisman, and the thunderbolt flew to Yu Dongming's chest, exploding the flying blood flowers.

"Tongue-in-cheek." She said coldly.

The reason why cannon fodder is cannon fodder is that they always have a courage that is not timely. Therefore, it will die in a hurry, like a flower that is fleeting.

A Buddhist cultivator in a brown robe suddenly opened his eyes, and the vajra in his hand suddenly shone with golden light.

The Buddha's voice came into his ears, "How dare you plan life and death in the Demon Suppression Temple!" ”

Zhang Yunsheng was stunned in place for an instant, and there were thousands of Buddhist scriptures in her ears, and the whispered long chant was surging in the sea of knowledge, she frowned slightly and forced this pain down, pinched the trick with her fingertips, and a handful of yellow talismans were thrown upward, scattered around her body.

The sound of Buddha dissipated.

"Hmph, I originally upheld my admiration for the gods and Buddhas of the upper realm, and I had no intention of making a move with all the Buddhist monks, but you actually arrested our little junior sister!"

"She's just a fifteen-year-old girl!"

Zhang Yunsheng's eyebrows were cold, and thousands of yellow talismans hung in the air behind him. She pinched her hands and stood on her chest, thousands of yellow talismans moved slightly.

The old monk slowly walked to the side of the monk in the brown robe, still with round and big eyes, staring into the distance, and said, "It's not enough."

There are not enough people.

"Hey, old monk, you haven't cultivated a golden body for the Buddha in this Demon Suppression Temple for decades."

A purple-robed male cultivator had a large string of "fish demons" flying in front of the Black Tower, and next to him was another handsome woman in a water blue shirt, her eyebrows were indifferent and cold, and there was also a rope on her waist, hanging more than a dozen "fish demons". ”

Liu Yunqing's gaze involuntarily moved to the familiar voice owner.

"Xiao Shiyu? What are you doing here?! Liu Yunqing frowned slightly, with a slight trace of worry and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

This matter is too big, and it all comes out of itself, so how can it involve the same people in the Southern Regions now.

"Senior Brother Liu!" Xiao Shiyu hooked his lips slightly, although his expression was serious, he faintly soothed his mind and looked at Zhang Liu and the others.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Brother Liu for forming a contract." He added.

Then, Fu made his eyes fierce again, and shouted in a loud voice: "Old monks, I brought 10 million high-grade spirit stones to buy my second shopkeeper Jiang Su, as long as you release her, I will cover all the golden bodies of the century-old Buddha statues in the Demon Suppression Temple!"

He shook the ten storage bags on his waist, ignoring everyone's stunned gazes.

The monks watching the play were dumbfounded, "This is ...... Is he treating the Demon Suppression Temple as a bandit cave? Intend to ransom people with money?! ”

"It's not impossible...... The golden body of this Buddha statue is not ordinary gold, and it is necessary to invite the cultivator to come, and they are now in many halls where the back of the Buddha's head has fallen off. ”

Xiao Shiyu squinted slightly, and sent a message to Shen Qingyuan, "Did you hear it, this group of people has no money!" I just said it works! ”

The woman glanced at him coldly, and the voice responded, "Not necessarily."

The old monk shook his head slowly, and his voice echoed in the heavens and the earth in Sanskrit, entangled in everyone's ears.

"The time has not yet come."

The sound of soldiers and horses resounded on the ground, and a mortal soldier in armor surrounded the Black Tower three layers inside and three layers outside.

Among the monks, the mortals stand out,

Li Ya held a spear in her hand, and her armor made a clanging sound, and she slowly walked to Fang Fold's side.

"Masters, I am Li Ya, the general of the Jing Dynasty in the Central Capital. This time it is an immortal matter, we should not have come, but this medical fairy daughter Jiang Su is Ya's life-saving benefactor, and she is also a friend of life and death, how can Ya hear that her friend is in trouble and stand by. ”

"This time, Ya brought the treasure of the ancestor of the family, Xueqing, in exchange for Jiang Su."

Li Ya's face was calm, and his eyes were deep and hidden with murderous intent.

In just half a year, the contours of his originally slightly boyish face have gradually become clear, and now his cheeks are slightly sunken, and he really looks like a woman, a man, and a ruthless general who kills the gods.

His meaning is obvious, if we release people, we will be a deal, and if we don't release people, we will use them against you.

The treasure left by the royal immortals, who listens to it can't think about it more.

Li Ya swept the surrounding people who came to save Jiang Su with his residual vision, and couldn't help but squint slightly.

"How can there be such a chance for more than one person to earn with me......

Not far away, behind the Black Tower, in the dense forest.

The man in pink folded the fan in his hand and moved slightly, a pair of peach blossom eyes were affectionate, and he was like flowing water in spring, staring closely at the two arhats not far away.

The black-clothed sword cultivator followed, drawing his sword to protect each other.

The gaze of the old monk who spoke well still fell in the distance, and seemed to have passed through the sea of people.

He said lightly: "The time has not come."

Suddenly, there was a sassy sword wind blowing from the air to the body of the tower, and a group of monks were dressed in fluttering robes, cold and dusty...... The crowd squeezed in.

"Let's make a !! Let's get it! Why are there so many people?! ”

"Borrowed, borrowed, let's squeeze forward!"

"Don't squeeze don't squeeze, no place is no place! It's all about watching a play, which is not a good location! ”

Suddenly, a god-turning force was released in the air, knocking countless monks from the sky and rolling to the ground like dumplings.

"Ahh

The white-clothed friars were all right.

"It's ...... The god of the Ten Directions Gate is powerful enough to slash Hualian? ”

Beside Hua Lian was a group of monks from the Ten Directions Gate, and now there were only hundreds of monks from the Ten Directions Gate in the air.

It's just that the next moment, Cutting Hualian turned around and disappeared in place, leaving a group of chattering disciples behind.

Shen Yunyang finally arrived at the scene with Song Wan'er, he swept outside the black tower, and recognized the familiar Zhang Liu and Xiao Shiyu at a glance and Xiao Shiyu, who saved the bitter peak, and then stopped his sword and landed.

"Senior Brother Yunqing!" He shouted.

Sensing the tension, he directly pulled out the Burning Evil Sword and stood behind Liu Yunqing, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly, and his expression was solemn.

Song Wan'er followed behind him, silent.

Li Ya's gaze fell on this slightly familiar monk, and the next moment, his pupils shrank and his throat tightened.

"Wan'er?"