The monkey struggled desperately. But in the face of the shadowless, invisible, absolute power, no matter how much you struggle, you can't get rid of it.

When he was slammed to the ground, dozens of Contemplation Realm Daoists who had just arrived and didn't know the depth of the Daoists swarmed up and surrounded him. On the contrary, the two Nashen Realm monks hesitated, never daring to step forward.

The torches are held high, and the light of the fire illuminates the surroundings.

"Hit, beat to death!" someone shouted.

A heavy blow hit him in the chest, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the monkey was knocked to the ground in an instant, but he still wanted to get up.

A foot on the back of his heart pressed him down, followed by countless trampling, whipping, and unbearable curses, and those Taoists vented their anger fiercely.

But every blow that hit the monkey only hit him, and it couldn't hit his heart.

"It's not even as good as the water of that waterfall! He thought.

He's weak, he's so strong that no one can knock him down!

During this period of time, the cultivation of breaking through to the Nashen Realm has left internal injuries, and the monkey itself is not in the best condition. And now he is almost exhausted, his two fists are hard to beat his four hands, and there is also the power of unknown origin that is always in control.

Even in the face of these Daoists who had only cultivated to the Condensation Realm, at this time, he was completely beaten, and he couldn't even struggle.

"Who is it?" Yang Chan's gaze began to search in the dark, but she couldn't find the hidden cheater anyway. It can be determined that the strength of the comer is so strong that she can't reach Cheng Dù on her back.

Just as these Daoists were fighting vigorously, several yellow runes fell from the sky and exploded above the heads of the Daoists, sending out a large amount of yellow smoke that enveloped everyone!

In the panic, the Taoists scattered, but they still surrounded the area shrouded in yellow smoke in the middle to prevent the monkeys from running away.

The two Nashen Realm cultivators also widened their eyes vigilantly, not letting go of the slightest clue.

A gentle breeze blew, blowing away the yellow smoke.

A delicate little face, holding a wooden sword in one hand, a steel whip in the other, and a black robe flying in the wind.

A pair of clear, glass-like eyes, with tears, but still resolutely glaring at everyone.

She put on a fighting stance, and stood in front of the monkey as if she had been weak.

"Wind Chimes ......"

The monkey lay on the ground covered in blood, but his eyes were still stubbornly wide open.

Hearing the monkey's voice, a tear could not stop slipping from the corner of her eye.

She gritted her teeth and stared at the people surrounding them, but she didn't dare to look back at the monkey. It was as if she would collapse at the first glance.

Pointing her wooden sword at Scarface, then at the one-eyed dragon, then at the others, she didn't even know who to point at in a panic.

The wind chimes cried, "Stop! Stop!

"Is it a wind chime? She just used the Dao Talisman?"

"How is this possible? When did she cultivate to the Nashen Realm? Could it be that she also cultivated the Cultivator Dao?"

There was a faint discussion among the Taoists.

Scarface just covered the wound on his forearm and was silent, while the one-eyed dragon took a step forward and said, "Senior Sister Wind Chime, this matter has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!"

"Don't!" the wind chime shouted, stretched out his hands, and used his petite body to block between the one-eyed dragon and the monkey, and stubbornly looked around: "No one is allowed to hurt him!"

"Get out of the way......" The monkey smiled helplessly: "These two are sent by Dantongzi, they won't be as jealous of you as the Taoist disciples in the Guannei." ”

"No!" cried out to the side of the wind chime, biting her lip, her tears falling wildly as if she had burst an embankment, but she never took a step back.

She was really scared, very afraid, very afraid, so scared that she trembled. Everyone in the Taoist temple knows that wind chimes are timid.

But she just won't retreat, she doesn't want to retreat, she doesn't want to retreat!

The one-eyed dragon shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and beckoned the scimitar stuck in the rock on the side, pointed at the wind chime and said coldly: "Don't let it, don't blame me for being unkind!"

The wind chime gritted his teeth and threw it out with a steel whip.

A bolt of spiritual power spilled out along the trajectory of the steel whip, hitting the grass in front of the one-eyed dragon, leaving a shallow scratch.

The power is almost negligible, but that's the answer.

"You!" the one-eyed dragon hesitated.

The two sides confronted each other like this, and neither of them backed down.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Hehehehe, wind chime, if you are injured, I really can't explain it to the senior brother. ”

Looking in the direction of the sound, everyone found that Dan Tongzi had stood on the top of a tree not far away. The twigs on the tips of the feet are only the thickness of a finger.

The breeze caressed the sleeves of his fiery red coat, and he stood so high, cold-eyed, looking down, like a god looking down on all beings.

Stretching out his hand, his five fingers moved slightly, the five-colored rings on each of his five fingers flickered, and a force quickly grabbed the arms of the wind chime, as if the monkey had just faced. No matter how much you struggle, you can't get out of it.

The wind chimes were pulled up in the air and carried aside.

"Uncle Dantong, you can't do this! He's your junior brother!He's your junior brother!" the wind chime cried violently.

"It's too noisy. Dan Tongzi hooked his fingertips, and a force quickly covered the mouth of the wind chime, as if it was covered, and only a whining sound remained.

Dan Tongzi suddenly realized and smiled at everyone: "Hey, don't just look at me, what should you do!"

The smile made the one-eyed dragon and Scarface shudder, and they quickly turned to the monkey.

However, the moment he faced the monkey, he was shocked into a cold sweat.

There was an incredible calmness on the blood-stained face, not even a painful look.

He struggled to his feet, covered in wounds, and every movement brought severe pain, but he still stubbornly stood up, facing the one-eyed dragon and Scarface, and facing the group of Taoists.

Looking at the wind chimes, the monkey smiled.

That smile made the wind chime's heart hurt to the extreme.

Why do you have to stand up, why? As long as you fall, as long as you admit defeat, maybe ......

The wind chimes could not make a sound, but they could only watch with wide eyes and horror as the monkey moved forward step by step, struggling in vain with his hands and feet in the air, and tears falling down one by one.

Holding out his left hand towards Scarface and the One-Eyed Dragon, the monkey sneered, "Come on, dare to fight me alone? ”

He looked around at the crowd and laughed maniacally, sadly.

At that moment, the whole world was so silent that it seemed as if he was the only one left.

In that weird laughter, the two Nashen Realm Daoists didn't even dare to breathe. They could only watch the monkey laugh, laugh, laugh maniacally, and in the end the laughter turned into a violent cough.

They are afraid, but what are they afraid of?

Even they themselves can't tell.

Even if the monkeys made such a suicidal move, they still did not dare to take a step forward.

"You...... You only ask for mercy, as long as you admit defeat, we will ......"

"Fuck off!" the monkey grinned, hysterical voices echoing through the mountains.

"Come on, hahahaha, why is all this nonsense? Come on, beat me to death!"

On a cold autumn night, the rapid panting turned into a faint mist in front of me.

Blood loss, scars, overdrawn spiritual power, old injuries, new diseases, this body in front of me is just a vulnerable shell supported by will.

However, even so, the encirclement that should have been narrowed was expanded, and everyone instinctively took a step back.

Fear has spread.

Yang Chan, who was hiding in the grass, opened her mouth slightly, but she didn't know what to say. She couldn't find a word to describe the monkey in front of her.

What kind of stubbornness, what kind of obsession, can support such a body?

Once upon a time, she felt that her brother was the strongest person in the world, and he single-handedly supported the army against the sky. But this monkey ......

In Yang Chan's heart, there was an indescribable, bitter feeling.

In a trance, she seemed to see the young man who stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears in the Jinxia Cave thousands of years ago, covered in injuries but unwilling to give up, clearly weak, but no one was stronger than him.

"Why do you want to stand up? It's stupid, these people, it's stupid. Hahahaha. She laughed, tears streaming out of her eyes.