Two hundred and one chapters, eight people hit together

"He's done, he's done!"

Baolong's square face and his cyan eyebrows have been completely distorted.

Roaring frantically in his heart, there were six or seven monks beside him, equally surprised by the power of the crimson thunder light in the distance, not noticing the distorted expression on Bao Long's face.

They were far away from the place where the thunder light exploded, so they didn't see that the main force of the thundercloud, Tianquan Monk, with three junior disciples, ended up with a tragic result of three deaths and one injury.

"In five years, even if he has practiced the moral subtlety and two ritual divine thunder, it should only be a small success, not a big success.

If he succeeds in building the foundation this time, it won't take a few years, and the moral subtlety and the two divine thunders will reach the realm of Dacheng, and when the time comes, I'm afraid that ten of them will not be enough for others to slap in the face!

Now is the time to kill that guy and capture the Moral Subtlety Divine Thunder Trick!"

The muscles on Baolong's cheeks were bitten by him, and his brain, like a fast-spinning windmill, quickly calculated the gains and losses!

If you want to grab the moral subtlety of the two ritual gods, and if you want to destroy this enemy who can easily wipe out yourself in the future, now, it's Zuihou's chance!

The monks around Baolong have stopped and hesitated, no one is willing to step forward to challenge the enemy who is far stronger than himself, this is to send him to death!

These monks all belonged to different sects, and in the process of traveling the world and doing things for their respective sects, they got to know each other, and they smelled like each other, and they combined into such a small group as they are now.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! No matter how powerful that guy from Qingyimen is, there is only one person! We have eight! Eight against one!

We didn't build a foundation, and he didn't build a foundation, as long as we shot together, I'm afraid he's a bird!

If you don't kill that kid, with his blackbird, I'm afraid all the Tsukidan here will be obtained for him!"

The monks present have a lot of experience in the world, none of them are simple-minded, Baolong's previous words, they didn't have much effect, even if eight to one, if the other party fights hard, who knows which ones will be killed?

At that time, with the power of the red thunder light just now, the kid from Qingyimen wanted to pull someone to accompany the funeral, and no one of the eight present would be the master!

However, Baolong Zuihou's sentence can be hated by everyone one by one!

The huge peach blossom on the top of the tree, not attacking the blackbirds, but only attacking them, the monks, what is the matter?

If it goes on like this for a long time, I'm afraid that the Zhuji Dan in this Tiangang Peach Blossom Array will really be snatched away by that blackbird!

"Brother Baolong, we listen to you, how do you say how to get it! When the time comes to build Jidan, don't forget to give a share to the brothers!"

A fair-faced, triangular-eyed monk took over with a smirk.

The implication is obvious, let's listen to your orders to cut people, and you must make some concessions in the distribution of Tsukidan.

"Damn, this Liu Gang is really rape! Fortunately, I've already grabbed a Tsukidan, as long as I get another one, it's probably about the same!"

Baolong scolded in his stomach, but his face was full of smiles: "Then it goes without saying, when the brothers take Zhujidan, I, Baolong, will definitely help!"

When Bao Long said this, it was basically equivalent to announcing that he had given up the right to compete for all the Zhuji Dan in the Tiangang Peach Blossom Array.

Everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, this Baolong's own cultivation is not low, and his connections are even more extensive, he does not participate in the competition here, for everyone, there is one less main force.

"Kill that kid!"

"Roast that blackbird!"

The monks laughed one after another, eight against one, that kid was dead!

The huge explosion of the moral and moral two divine thunders blew up the ubiquitous peach blossom miasma out of an open space hundreds of zhang square.

And the third peach blossom tree with Tsukidan has not appeared for a long time.

Therefore, Lao Qian lowered his head, and together with Ah Chou, among the charred black fragments all over the ground, carefully searched for the storage magic weapons of the three dead ghosts.

What's the matter, it's also his own spoils, and it seems that the disciples of the Thundercloud Palace are not poor, so they can't let it go!

It's just that there are too many fragments all over the ground, and it took half a cup of tea to find a storage ring.

"Boss! Someone is sneaking closer, and there seem to be a few more!"

It seems that Ugly's vigilance is so much higher than that of Old Money, and when Old Qian is still immersed in money, Ugly has already discovered the approaching danger.

Hmph, that group of rabble, since their divine thunder power came to a public appearance in this Tiangang Peach Blossom Array, no one dared to approach.

This made Lao Qian's heart lower his evaluation of other monks a lot.

"Flicker, bow -----"

A large strange whistling sound sounded, and more than a dozen sword light swords of various colors were measured, dragging their tails more than ten zhang long, towards Qian Xing and Ah Ugly, under the volley cover, of course, the main target of the attack was still Lord Qian Xing, who was obsessed with money!

Some of the light is like a lightning bolt more than ten zhang long, a miserable green sword light in mid-air is eight, turning into eight spiral green drill bits, and another white sword light is more than ten zhang long, with countless wind whips around it, like a huge person more than ten zhang long The king is like a huge man, and countless wind whips want to turn the old wallet into a big zongzi.

Oops, Lao Tzu underestimated the enemy!

Lao Qian's back was all soaked in an instant, and then using the sevenfold sword blast, the power was obviously not enough!

With a pinch of the left hand and a release, the vermilion light dragon once again senselessly faced the rain-like attack with a beautiful kiss!

The scene of the vermilion thunder burst dozens of zhang wide reappeared again, and thousands of red lights burst out in the sky again!

More than a dozen sword lights of various colors in mid-air also exploded in the air without showing weakness!

White balls of light, blue plasma, crimson flames, and turquoise water blades also burst out from the sky!

"Snort!"

Several white wind blades and blue plasma streams actually broke through the vermilion thunder light in the sky and hit the surface of Lao Qian's body fiercely!

The dark cloud wind cover on the surface of the old money rolled for a while, and it was scattered when it landed!

"You are attacked by the Dao Law with 300 attack damage, 260 attack immunity from the outer shield, and 40 attack immunity from the body armor. Zero damage taken!"

This is the first time that Qian Xing has been hit by the aftermath of the enemy's attack after using the Moral Subtle Liangyi Divine Thunder!

There are many people, and it's not fake at all!

Lao Qian didn't even have the time to check the number of monks attacking him, so he turned around and beckoned to Ah Chou, and frantically fled towards the dense peach blossom miasma!