Wei Ye spoke calmly, and behind him, the monk who formed the Bodhisattva Holding Lotus Handprint in one hand and the tin staff in the other hand could not be as calm as him.

"Something is not right," the Buddhist heretic whispered, "something is wrong. This matter is a bit beyond my estimate, Xiao Gao, if the situation is out of control here, I agree that you will pass the make-up exam this time, but you have to withdraw first. ”

Xiao Gao looked at his invigilator in a daze, and didn't understand what the monk who served as the invigilator was saying frustrating things when the immortal warlock and the mana monk obviously still had a great advantage and chance of winning.

Regarding the doubts of this supplementary candidate, the tone of the debate monk was still steady, but there was a solemn meaning in his voice: "I have been practicing as a head in Huaili County for three months, and I have asked about the customs here. It has only been more than 180 years since the locals sacrificed Mrs. Diyi, and the flood of monsters in Huaili has only increased in the past 100 years. ”

Speaking of this, the melancholy between the eyebrows of the debate monk could no longer be hidden: "Old things become fine, at least they need a jiazi." The monsters scurrying around on this Mangshan Plain are all things that only have a climate of more than 100 years and are not in sufficient condition, what does this mean?"

As a make-up candidate who has been in the examination room for a long time, Xiao Gao is very clear. When a teacher asks a question, he only hopes to get an affirmative sentence from his students—the sonorous "I don't know" is naturally not counted. So he replied honestly: "This shows that these monsters were born after this Diyi lady took charge of this water and soil." ”

Listening to Xiao Gao's answer, the debate monk showed a heavy look on his face. Of course, this is not because the debater monk heard a wrong answer, on the contrary, it is a correct and obvious reasoning. But because this answer was too obvious, it made the debate monk feel heavy.

"Since it was Mrs. Diyi who raised these monsters on such a scale, and they are all attached to her viewing platform, such a relationship is not a family monster, but also a family monster. Just for Wei Daxian'er and a little scholar in front of him, but he asked Mrs. Diyi to put in such a big effort and kill all the monsters of the mountain family, just to deal with our characters......? Have you ever seen someone burn down a house to get rid of termites?"

Xiao Gao listened to the metaphor of the monk and shook his head blankly.

The debate monk said in his heart, I know that these weirdos who make a big fuss are either big conspirators with great schemes, or they are real madmen who can't use common sense at all.

But no matter which person it is, it is 120,000 points dangerous to fight with them.

Just in front of the debate monk, Wei Ye half-covered his face with his sleeve with one hand, looking at the squirming flesh and mortar in front of him.

He tried to use the Rokko Arrows once, but the Rokko Arrows only drilled a few in vain into the wriggling mass of flesh and slurry.

The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the result is the same when you shoot it with a flying arrow.

Even if the Liujia arrow has the burning aura of the Dongyang Sword Zhu attached to it, in the face of this kind of monster that basically uses rainwater mixed with minced meat as its body, the Liujia arrow is no way.

The sky is raining, the ground is running soft mud monsters, even if Dongyang Jianzhu brings up more burning evil true fire, how can he dry and burn the water vapor everywhere?

The sword punished Jiang Youhuan, that is because although Jiang Youhuan is a variegated Jiao species, the bloodline has never been purified. Her ability to resist water can only be said to be superficial, and it is not much better than the carp, turtle, loach, and eel that are a little more climatic than ordinary hundred-year-old.

Therefore, once Wei Ye saw through the key point of her original body, she only needed a sword to settle the account.

But now this hand is not very easy to use, no matter what else, these flesh and blood pulp water balls, where are their reverse scales, where is the key point?

When Wei Ye was facing more and more flesh and blood balls, under the viewing platform, some people were also observing the performance of this immortal warlock with a focused expression.

"The demons that have been collected by nearly Sanjiazi, as long as they are willing to put their heart into training, they will not be a left guard demon army that is not inferior to those famous mountains, rivers, and mountains. However, at this moment, all of them are used to sacrifice blood into spell spirits, is this the attitude you have expressed, Mrs. Diyi? What secrets is hidden in that child wanted by Helan Gong?"

The old lady of the Qiangxi Jiang clan withdrew her gaze from the tumbling black clouds in front of the Lady Diyi viewing platform, and then gently stroked the cloak between her arms that shook uneasily like a spiritual snake, and said kindly: "Good boy, don't worry. The Taiyin Refining Form True Technique has already begun, and after you condense your soul according to the law, you will be like a living person. After a while, I will find a missing part of the water vein in Guanzhong for you, and make a daffodil, isn't it much stronger than the original dry and small pool?"

Under the touch of Jiang Taigong, the shawl settled down a little.

However, in the depths of Jiang Taigong's eyes, there was something else hidden.

As far as cultivators are concerned, Wei Ye's clever and ruthless methods have been unexpected. And that narcissus suit made Jiang Taigong confirm that behind this seemingly lawless young man, there was an extremely deep shadow of the immortal path.

Such a person with the means and background of the Immortal Dao Sect, if he wants to make him disappear, he must pay an extremely high price. Especially like Mrs. Diyi, like Mrs. Jiang herself, as the lord of a mountain and river, although she has far more magical powers and the power of the ghost and god system than mortals, and enjoys extravagance far better than the princes of the world, but she doesn't know how to fight.

In terms of combat strength alone, whether it is Wei Ye or the ascetic monks he brought, in the human world, he has just touched the edge of a hundred enemies. In the face of the real military situation, a master of the level of a hundred enemies, facing the elite of the Han army, facing the rain of guns and crossbows, if there is no King Kong's incorruptible body, there is no skill of chasing the wind and clouds, after all, he still has to retreat.

But in the face of the army of ghosts and gods, with the innate restraint of various Taoist techniques against the things in the netherworld, it made these cultivators fight with the momentum of a thousand.

Until now, it seems that the fairy warlock has not done his best. Where is his limit? Is there any killer feature that has not yet come out? If he doesn't see it carefully, how can he repay the humiliation and blood feud that this guy has brought to the Qiangxi Jiang clan?

Jiang Taigong turned his head, and the viewing platform in the black clouds and evil rain was still towering, lying between the two worlds of yin and yang, giving people an abrupt and strange look. The one-horned Jiaosu chuckled and said in a low voice, "Lady Diyi, you can kill him best." If you can't kill him, you can find out where his limit is for the old man. ”

As he spoke, the green jade water splash in his palm jumped again, and the water level of the spring that was almost dry up was lowered again.