Lu Beicang was suddenly angry, it was the first time he had seen someone fight like this!

Liu Xunxiang was not annoyed when she heard this, hehe laughed twice, but as a result, she was affected by internal injuries, and suddenly gasped in pain.

"The strength of the Divine Xuan Old Monster is far beyond your imagination, even if you sink the Dao Heart, it is not something that a few of you Rebirth Realm cultivators can provoke, even if each of you has the posture of Heavenly Arrogance to fight beyond the ranks, it will not work. ”

In the stands, a monk from the two Zen temples said.

He looked at Jiu Nian's wound, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, their two Zen temples had already lost a Buddha, if they were losing one, it would be a big blow to the two Zen temples.

So he said that he wanted Jiu Nian to come back, and not to bury his life in vain because of a momentary anger.

When Jiu Nian heard this, he didn't answer immediately, but after a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "Uncle Shi, just let the disciple be willful this time, and fight with all his might, even if he dies in battle, it is better than regretting this incident when he looks back on it in the future." ”

Blocked by the light of the Seven Songs, he has always had a belief in his heart, that is, he wants to prove himself to everyone and prove that he is not a Buddha because of the departure of the Seven Songs.

It's that he himself has the strength to become a Buddha and become the new leader of the younger generation of the two Zen temples, so he has always wanted to take the opportunity to prove himself, and now that this opportunity has come, how can he easily let the opportunity pass.

The monk saw that his eyes were resolute, and he also knew that his temperament was not the kind of person who listened to persuasion, so he had to sigh and murmured: "Fighting with Shenxuan, life and death are only in an instant, even if there is Shenxuan in the field, he may not be able to save them in time......"

When the old monk in the robe next to him heard this, his eyelids rolled, and he said: "Senior brother, you are obsessed, you have heard the Tao, you can die at night, you have practiced for 800 years but you haven't seen through this, which is the reason why you can't contain the image so far." ”

The monk was ashamed, folded his hands and pronounced the Buddha's name, and said, "What the senior brother teaches is that the junior brother remembers." ”

In the field, Liu Xunxiang and the three of them looked at Jiu Nian's gaze, and suddenly seemed to see the seven songs of the year, if the seven songs were there, he would definitely make the same choice.

Because this is the real monk......

"Great monk, you have this junior brother, you are not alone. Liu Xunxiang smiled with a little helplessness in her heart.

"In that case, let's keep fighting. Ye Tianjiao propped himself up from the ground, staring at the brown slave with his eyes.

Liu Xunxiang laughed, staggered to his feet, took a deep breath, and said, "Fight again!"

On the side of the Ink Washing Academy, an old man was dressed in gorgeous Confucian clothes, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and said, "The ants shake the tree, and they don't measure themselves. ”

The man surnamed Ye, who had received guests at the foot of Xuanling Mountain before, heard this, and said unhurriedly: "Although the ants are not able to measure themselves, they are also courageous, and they don't want some people, so their courage is just enough, but they are still sneering on the side, Ye didn't understand how this person who drank a belly of ink was so virtuous, but today he can see it, it turns out that this ink has drunk too much, and it has a black heart." ”

“.....”

The old man in the fancy costume had a gloomy look in his eyes, and when he was about to refute, his expression changed, and he turned his head to look at the field, only to see the brown slave, who seemed to be a lot more sober after experiencing the venting just now.

Looking at the four embarrassed young men in front of him, there seemed to be a faint light the size of a bean flashing in the depths of the brown slave's eyes, although the light was very faint, but it was very eye-catching.

"It's too much to bully you with the cultivation of the Divine Xuan Realm, the old man, I will also use the cultivation of the Rebirth Realm to fight with you, if any of you can hurt the old man and me, the old man's life will be taken by the four of you." ”

“......”

As soon as these words came out, there was an exclamation in the audience.

You must know that this is a divine old monster, as long as he is not killed in battle, he can live for at least three or five thousand years, and in such a long life, he will also have countless hopes to cross that chasm and touch the supreme avenue to attain eternal life.

Did he give up when he said he would give up?

Zhao Lang had come to his senses under the treatment of Qingnu, and although his face was still pale, he was finally able to stand up and catch his breath on his own.

As a result, as soon as he took a breath, he heard the words of the brown slave again, and he almost held his breath again.

This dog minion, since he came to this Zhongzhou from the Fallen Saint Star, he disobeyed his words three times and twice, and now he is even more excessive, listening to other people's three or two words of ecstasy soup, he wants to die to be free!

He inevitably doesn't take himself and the Zhao family seriously!

"Brown slave, you dog slave, let me tell you, this life of yours belongs to my Zhao family, not your own, what is it called to fight with them in the fetal realm, and if you lose, take your life, let me tell you, you are dead, and you can only die in the hands of my Zhao Lang, understand!"

At first glance, it sounded like Zhao Lang was concerned about the life of the brown slave, but when he saw Zhao Lang's face, he immediately understood that he had distorted Zhao Lang's meaning.

He just simply wanted the brown slave to kill these four people, loyal to his Zhao family, loyal to him Zhao Lang.

However, this time, the brown slave was not as silent as before, his gaze stopped on the four people opposite, to be exact, on Liu Xunxiang.

"His Royal Highness of the Hades Temple is right, the monk cultivates the avenue of heaven and earth, cultivates the hearts of the people in the world, the old man is a cow and a horse for the Zhao family, and what the ancestors owe to the Zhao family is the kindness of the ancestors, and the old man's loyalty to the Zhao family, and this one is a full 1,831 years....."

Hearing the words of the brown slave, Zhao Lang suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart for some reason.

"Dog minion, what do you want to say!" Zhao Lang's eyes were gloomy and he said in a deep voice.

"Brown slave, do you know what you're talking about!" the young slave next to him also hurriedly scolded, looking very urgent and with a hint of fear.

He realizes that the brown slave is not in the right state and wants to make him shut up.

But the brown slave just shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Old man, we have been wearing shackles for a long time, we are too tired, since we can't break free, then death is not another relief." ”

"It's better to be a shackled dog for a thousand years, than to be a free person for a day, even if it's a mortal....." The brown slave looked up at the blood-like whirlpool in the sky, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

He gave his life to the Zhao family, and what did he get in exchange.....

"This imperial family is no longer the imperial family of the past, and this world is not the world of the past!!

With a sound of madness, the brown slave actually abolished his cultivation of the two heavens, and fell directly from the Divine Mystery Realm to the Rebirth Realm!

Burst!!!

The cultivation was abolished, and the brown slave raised his head and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the whole person also withered.

The original black hair also turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles appeared on his body and face from every inch of skin, and in less than three breaths, he changed from a sturdy man who looked like he was in his fifties to an old man over half a hundred years old.

What he lost was not only his cultivation, but also his lifespan.

Monk Shenxuan can live three to five thousand years, and the rebirth realm is only about more than 1,500 years, and he has spent more than 1,800 years in the Zhao family, so it is conceivable how much is left from Shenxuan to change the tire.

If you don't immediately turn into a pile of dry bones, you already have to thank a sentence of heaven for having the virtue of a good life.

"Come on, although the old man's cultivation has fallen, the means are still there, it depends on whether you four little guys can help the old man. ”

has a white beard, and his body is rickety, but at this moment, he suddenly has an indescribable feeling, and it seems that abolishing his own cultivation not only does not make him decadent, but also makes him radiant.

This feeling is like the relief of a person who has been carrying a mountain on his back for a long time and suddenly throws away the mountain on his back.

Liu Xunxiang and the four looked at him, and after a moment of silence, Liu Xunxiang took the lead in bowing to him, and the other three were a little slower, but they also saluted.

At this moment, the brown slave became a real monk in their eyes.

The monk who deserves their respect.

However, they all forgot that there was another person in the field, and his name was Zhao Lang.

As a descendant of the Zhao family, how could he send two Divine Xuan Old Monsters to protect him?

I saw that a red bead the size of a fingernail had appeared in his palm, the bead was round, and it was filled with red flocculent like a cloud.

He looked at Liu Xunxiang and the four of them with resentment in his eyes, and his heart was hideous: "Die, let's die, you despicable ants, and the Zhao family.... Come with me for the funeral....."

Under his resentful curse, the beads in his palm turned into powder and fell from the cracks in his palm.

And at the moment when the bead shattered, the brown slave's body in front of him suddenly stiffened, and then, his body seemed to twitch uncontrollably, and his head writhed and rotated at an incredible speed.

There was also a clattering sound in the neck, which was terrifying to hear.

"What's the situation, what's wrong with this old man?" Lu Beicang saw the brown slave like this, and his hands were suddenly covered with goosebumps.

Liu Xunxiang frowned, it was the first time he had seen it, and he couldn't see how the brown slave who was so fine just now suddenly became like this.

"It's a Heart Devouring Gu. ”

Ye Tianjiao said with a solemn face: "This is a kind of Gu technique in the ancient cultivation realm, which requires a strange beast called a tick leech, which eats the marrow and can control people's hearts and spleens, and is the favorite thing of many demon monks at that time."

Whether it is a Qi Induction Realm monk or a Divine Xuan Realm old monster, as long as they are planted by a tick, they will be controlled by people, lose their sanity, and become a half-human, half-ghost monster who only knows how to kill, and their combat power will also be improved to a great realm under the effect of Gu worms. ”

In other words, the brown slave at this moment has changed from the realm of rebirth to the realm of hidden images......

When Liu Xunxiang heard the leech, he seemed to remember that he had also seen a record of this strange beast in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Fog Hidden Sect, and asked, "Hasn't this strange beast been wiped out by the monks back then, how can it still exist!"

Ye Tianjiao didn't answer, but his eyes passed through the brown slave and looked at Zhao Lang behind him.

"It's Zhao Lang. Ye Tianjiao said in a deep voice.

When Zhao Lang saw that he was noticed, not only was he not afraid, but he said proudly: "Ji Ji, I saw it, but so what, who can save the person who is controlled by the tick leech, do you think that if he is reversed, I can show off my might in front of me?"

Zhao Lang's face turned abrupt, and he roared with a hideous face: "I said, my Zhao family's dog can only die in my hands!"

After speaking, he looked around again and said loudly: "Now there are five people in the field who have changed their births, and they are still four to one, I think no one here will help the four of them, right?"

Of course, if the four of you feel that you are a waste, you can also ask the clan elders to take action, but I will record this battle in its original form and put it in the major star fields, so that they can know that the Tianjiao on the original Falling Saint Star is so shameless. ”