The big-eared monster's cultivation is not up or down, and it is only in the four realms, but there are about seven or eight bat demons at his table, and he is generally in the four realms.

With so many beasts from the four realms gathered together, they could indeed run rampant under the mountain while Longhu Mountain was too busy to take care of themselves.

"Smack!"

The big-eared monster was thinking about Jiu Niang's figure, and he finally saw the opportunity and slapped Jiu Niang somewhere.

Feeling the tremor and warmth of his palm, he salivated and pinched it with his teeth bared.

"Please respect yourself!"

Jiu Niang glared at him angrily, she slid out of a step to dodge, faintly blocking Cai Wei who was healing in the corner.

The big-eared monster said proudly: "Self-respect, you, you want me to be stronger?"

As soon as the meat words came out, there was a round of applause around.

His slap made the onlookers itch in their hearts, after all, Jiu Niang's appearance is even better than the most outstanding top brand in Hualiu Lane in the county town!

So in the drunken fairy building, words such as "touch it again", "brother, pick up her dress" and the like, are endless, and it seems that Jiuniang is the enemy of the world.

Mu Yun took a sip of wine and smiled, this is the human heart.

Stimulated by the loud shouts, the big-eared monster sniffed the palm of his hand, and the aftertaste was endless.

He glanced back at the other bat demons at the same table, and said to Jiu Niang with a smile: "What do you say? ”

After speaking, he looked greedy, and glanced at her who was hidden behind Jiu Niang.

Mu Yun rubbed his eyes, and said in his heart, bat spirit, don't count if you cut off one hand, don't even have two eyes?

Jiuniang snorted coldly: "The old lady has a man!"

"For the sake of a table of wine and food, I advise you, this brute, to cherish your life. The man in my family is a young hero. If he arrives, you won't even be able to beg for death. ”

The big-eared monster tugged at his ears and said disdainfully, "How heroic?"

Jiuniang smiled: "You can't shoot the horse!"

The big-eared monster pretended to be scared, hugged his chest and said: "Yo yo, widows and men, it's really the first time I've heard of it! Lao Tzu is about to eat the taste of your meat, why haven't you seen him show up, is it a stealing bald donkey?"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Jiuniang was choked by his words, and she was ashamed and angry, but she couldn't show the body of the nine-tailed demon fox, which scared the other party.

It's not that she didn't dare to make a move, but after Shanjun Wei Zheng took office, she once pulled Jiuniang, Confucianism, and agricultural merchants to sign a contract, to the effect that they were not allowed to act at will with the identity of the gods of the mountains and rivers.

A mountain monarch is not a great role, but he has the endorsement of the court of Yelang Kingdom, which has not yet withered in the country, and Yelang Country is within a radius of 100,000 miles at the foot of Longhu Mountain, so the identity of the mountain monarch is the talisman recognized by Longhu Mountain.

In addition, what has a big stake is the avenue contract.

The cultivation of the demon clan in the world belongs to going against the sky, and it is not easy.

Once you sign the contract and don't obey it, when you break the mirror in the future, I am afraid that it will lead to a powerful thunderstorm and die. So Jiu Niang's current situation is very difficult and difficult.

"What kind of ability is it to bully a woman's family!"

A sword lay between the big-eared monster and Jiuniang.

Finally, there was a wild cultivator who couldn't stand it, he was a middle-aged Taoist with a shabby robe, a floating dust on his back, and the scabbard of an iron sword hanging from his waist.

His outfit is okay to bluff ordinary people, but in the eyes of cultivators, it is a little unbearable. Because the floating dust is very ordinary, the iron sword does not enter the stream, and it is definitely not a serious Taoist disciple. Eighty percent of them are shit luck, they say a few words of Taoism by hearsay, and they stumble and accidentally become the guys on the mountain.

After the middle-aged Taoist made a move, he pointed his sword at the big-eared monster and said righteously: "Who is the demon, in broad daylight, who dares to commit murder in public?"

After he finished speaking, three or five more wild cultivators rushed out, blocking Jiuniang while surrounding the bat demons in the four realms.

When I was a middle-aged Taoist, I met a few like-minded friends, and my cultivation was not high:

A scholar is probably similar to a Taoist, a person who has read books 10,000 times and touched the threshold of cultivation; a formation master is only a realm, but he should have mastered one or two incomplete formations; a hidden monk who licks blood on the knife edge, his cultivation is slightly higher, and he has three realms; and finally a martial artist, a martial artist in the second realm.

These five people should be the highest in hidden killing and martial arts, but they are not much higher, and they can't withstand two puffs of the bat demon.

Although he did his best, he did not be indifferent to the end, and chose to stand up.

Mu Yun poured another sip of wine, this is also human nature.

Seeing those five lowly cultivators jumping out to make trouble, the big-eared monster grinned and said with a smile: "Who am I a demon?

The bat demons behind him have been hiding in the dark underground, and they miss the smell of fresh blood.

As the Daoist spoke, the formation master began to hurriedly set up the formation, only to see that in his sleeve, there were five or six things that served as the eyes of the formation, which emerged one by one and merged into the small world around him.

Mu Yun didn't wait for the past now, he immediately noticed the rotation of the spiritual qi in the air, and it actually stagnated, the formation of the formation master, and the small heaven and earth magic power that Yushu had exerted, had the same effect.

However, the formation master's cultivation is too low, and while arranging the formation, the other hand is hidden in his clothes, and a handful of pills are poured into his mouth from time to time, which should be some kind of auxiliary pill to restore aura.

At the same time as the formation division was arranged, the hidden assassin who didn't seem to talk much was hiding his body at the same time, and Mu Yun estimated that he was acting as a guard for the formation master.

Not only that, the scholar sat cross-legged, and with a solemn expression, he took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from his arms. He carefully untied the handkerchief layer by layer, and it turned out to be a slightly yellowed sage book.

Finally, there was the Second Realm martial artist, who took a step forward and stood on the left and right with the Taoist, each other's arms.

Don't think I can't see it, you're a vicious bat demon. As a demon, if you don't hide in your cave to cultivate in peace, and run out to harm the world, today is your death!"

Big-eared monster: "What kind of thing are you? I'll wait to go down the mountain, naturally I have the approval of Longhu Mountain, and it's your turn to take care of it?"

Around the drinkers, fryer again!

After living for so long, I actually met a demon, or a bat demon!

Listen to the meaning of the demon, they are a troubled place, and there is actually the approval of Longhu Mountain behind them!

Dragon and Tiger Mountain, in the minds of Jianghu Ranger and Shan Zeye Xiu, has always been the righteous Ling Ran Haoran Sect, the head of the righteous path in Southern Chanzhou, and it is really a shocking secret to make it convenient for demons!

So someone whispered, "Is that bat demon a fool of all his words?" Longhu Mountain, how can he be in cahoots with the demon?"

Someone sneered: "What's impossible? Right now, that bat demon is not making waves, why don't you see Longhu Mountain come out to punish one or two?"

Someone else whispered: "Gossip, within the borders of the four northern countries, there has been a large-scale demon turmoil. Some people say that Longhu Mountain and Xuandu Temple, including the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, are all laissez-faire!"

Inside the Drunken Immortal Tower, the big-eared monster's words with ulterior motives stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, making the righteous leader Longhu Mountain instantly fall into everyone's suspicion.

Seeing that a big war was about to start, the drinkers took the opportunity to scatter and flee, and there were very few people checking out.

This is just the beginning, and you can imagine how many more rumors will be there once the people you see are scattered everywhere?

Mu Yun's expression was cold, this wave of demon clans, I'm afraid they didn't come to Jiu Niang, their plans are not small!

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The middle-aged Taoist sword tipped, and the iron sword in his hand drew an arc, stabbing straight into the heart of the big-eared monster.

Although he said that he had no teacher and did not belong to any Taoist sect, he admired Longhu Mountain very much in his heart, how could he allow a demon to wantonly smear Longhu Mountain.

The big-eared monster smiled playfully, only to see that instead of dodging or dodging, he slammed into the iron sword with his chest straight.

With a "bang", the Taoist's iron sword was broken in two, and the big-eared monster was proud: "I said it, we went down the mountain to get the approval of Longhu Mountain." Since you are also a Taoist, even if we are a family, don't rush the Dragon King Temple!"

"It's better not to be ashamed of your little tricks. ”

"Fart, who's the same family as you brute?"

At this time, the formation of the formation division has been completed. In the Daoist camp, except for the hidden assassin who disappeared, everyone was shrouded in a layer of dark blue light, as if they were wearing a spiritual cloak, like a golden-armored god summoned by a soldier monk.

The faint blue light extended outward from the broken sword in the Dao man's hand, and a three-foot light sword was born in an instant!

The scholars began to recite the books of the sages, and the words on the books were like living creatures merging into the void, like bones, reinforcing the formation of the division.

The corner of the big-eared monster's eyes jumped, and even he felt a strong crisis.

He grinned and said: "Little Bull Nose, aren't you yearning for Longhu Mountain? persuade your friends to put away the guys, I can introduce you to join Longhu Mountain!"

"Dare to be stubborn when you are dying!"

The Taoist handed out a sword, and the aura in the small world of the magic circle, like a river bursting its embankment, was all condensed on the lightsaber. The tip of the lightsaber is dazzling!

After the earth-shattering sword, the formation master took out a gourd from his arms, raised his head, and poured all the large gourd recovery pills into his mouth.

The Daoist's sword just now cost a lot of money, thanks to him to keep the magic circle running.

The formation master can't say that he has a hard time, that gourd elixir is his savings for many years, but it is consumed today, but in order to kill the demon, it is worth it!

The bat demon who was unashamed of his words melted away inch by inch under that sword, and the sword light of the thickness of the wine vat went straight forward, cutting the bat demon behind the big-eared monster into flying ashes.

A sharp claw, extremely fast, pierced his chest at the same time as the formation master hurriedly swallowed the pill.

The Hidden Assassin appeared, and before he could rescue the Formation, he was caught up by the bat demon's claws and cut off his head with his fingernails;

The formation master endured the pain in his heart, and tried his best to keep the magic circle from collapsing, but unexpectedly, the big-eared monster with its main body appeared, and its five claws were like hooks, pinching and exploding his body.

The scholar's action of turning the sage book is getting faster and faster, and he can't escape the end of being destroyed.

In the blink of an eye, of the five friends, only Dao and Wufu remained.

The Taoist turned his head and saw that the martial artist maintained the action of punching out of the box, bleeding from the seven orifices, and also whimpering. A martial artist, at the moment of his shot, was pushed back with that strong fist intent and blew up his heart and liver!

The Taoist face was like ashes: "Why? Why can you, this evil animal, escape from my sword?"

The bat demon who showed his body shook his body, and with a bang, the Drunken Immortal Building was demolished again.

It held a treasure mirror in its arms, and drew a chilling voice on the back of the treasure mirror with its nails, and said with a smile: "This is called the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, haven't you heard of it?"

"Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror?"

The middle-aged Taoist looked collapsed, how could he not know the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, it was the treasure of the Daomen!

Could it be that these murderous beasts were really connived at by Longhu Mountain and came down the mountain to commit murder?

Mu Yun followed a few drunkards who were stunned and didn't know how to escape, hiding under the table, and heard someone crying in a suppressed voice: "It's over, it's over, I'm going to be killed by those black-hearted immortals in Longhu Mountain!"

Even Mu Yun, who thinks he is black, has to admit that the person behind it is good at manipulating people's hearts.

Longhu Mountain, which was incomparably holy a moment ago, is like a nest of thieves without discipline in the eyes of the world at this moment.

This is just a small Dongling street, they must be making waves all over the world, Mu Yun didn't dare to think about it.

No wonder he sensed that the aura was no longer pure, the demon clan was troubled, and the cold light of the great demon in the immortal realm must be inseparable.

The bat demon grinded his nails unhurriedly, his sharp nails against the neck of the Taoist, and he was still confused: "The one who killed you, Dragon Tiger Mountain." ”

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Fortunately, Mu Yun got up with a thought and sensed that three figures appeared outside the door of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Naturally, it is Wei Zheng, the mountain monarch here, as well as the judge of the mountain monarch temple and a day travel god.

Wei Zheng was a powerless minister in his lifetime, and after his death, he became the king of the mountain, and after he became a golden body, he had the cultivation of the four realms overnight; the cultivation is not high, and the victory is in controlling the mountains and rivers, so the combat power cannot be judged by the four realms.

The judge of Shanjun Temple, the highest official subordinate under Wei Zheng, was the commander of the Jinyi Guard of Yelang Country during his lifetime, and now he is also a cultivator in the Four Realms, and he has extremely rich combat experience;

There is also the god of the sun, who was a fierce general in the army before his death, and now he has five realms, which is the highest combat power of the Mountain Monarch Temple.

On weekdays, the mountain monarch and his subordinates only care about the luck of the mountains and rivers, and will not interfere with the lives of mortals;

But today, there is a demon clan at work, and several powerful people who live in seclusion here are restrained by him and can't do anything, so Wei Zheng naturally can't sit still.

The bat demon, let go of the Taoist, he looked at the three figures that appeared out of thin air, and sneered: "Lord Shanjun has no power to restrain chickens, and he also likes to kill demons?"

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