Yan Que escaped extremely quickly, just a few breaths, and then escaped thousands of miles away, but looking back, the tree of the tree spirit body world seemed to be still close in front of him, and he could only see that the old tree spirit body was huge, enough to be thousands of miles thick. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Que didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't want to die, and he fled for half an hour, almost hundreds of thousands of miles, before he asked for the power of the old tree spirit's body to be unthreatening.

Looking at the tree of the old tree spirit body world, I saw countless creatures running wildly, wolves rushing forward, I don't know how many creatures were trampled to death, and I don't know how many creatures were swept away by the void turbulence and torn apart, turned into pieces, and those who could escape were all advanced and fast.

"My Buddha is merciful, junior disciple of Qingyun Mountain, do you know what happened in front of you?" A monk suddenly appeared in the depths of Yan Que, and looked at Yan Que with blazing eyes.

That fit seems to be kind and kind-eyed, but a pair of eyes look like knives, Yan Que frowned when he saw it, and his tone was aggressive, Yan Que didn't like it in his heart, and pouted: "I don't know!"

"Oh, the junior brother came from that giant tree, don't you really know?" the monk smiled, and the true yuan around him shook slightly.

"This senior brother, I just wandered around the perimeter of the giant tree, and I didn't dare to approach, how could I know what was going on?" Yan Que secretly sacrificed Qing Yu, said vigilantly, and prepared to escape.

This monk Zhenyuan is condensed, the blood and qi on the top of his head are agitated, and his flesh body faintly emits a ray of light, at first glance, he is a master of cultivating physical exercises, and he is also a master of the Dao realm.

"Oh!" the monk said with a slight movement of his eyebrows, "I don't know where the other senior brothers of Qingyun Mountain are?"

Yan Que said vigilantly: "Senior Brother Feng Wuji has just taken a fancy to a mount and went to take it in, and he should be back immediately." ”

A big mudra suddenly appeared on the top of Yan Que's head, and said with a cruel smile: "You still dare to deceive the old man! Robbery, divine materials, and magic weapons are all taken out by the old man! Let the old man take a detailed look at it." ”

Yan Que scolded in his heart, this monk is too chicken thief, and hurriedly cast the Mixed Yuan One Qi Peacock Ming King Sutra, sacrificed the green feather, and brushed away the big handprint.

The big mudra was torn apart by the green feather brush, and it was scattered in all directions.

Yan Que set up a retreat and wanted to escape, but with a bang, an incense burner was sacrificed by the monk and smashed down from the top of Yan Que's head.

After all, Yan Que had never really fought with anyone in his life, and he was still a little flustered in his heart, and he was caught off guard and was smashed by the incense burner.

Suppressed under the incense burner, Yan Que calmed down, and the mixed yuan and peacock Ming King Jing was urged by Yan Que, and the five-color divine light was as long as a hundred zhang, and the incense burner flew up in an instant.

Yan Que Qingyu reversed, brushed it, and the incense burner was brushed into the green feather.

The monk said angrily: "Good boy, when the old man walked in Kyushu, he had always only robbed others, but today he was robbed by you." ”

After that, the monk raised a Zen staff and called Yan Que.

The Zen staff roared in the air, and was urged by the monk Zhenyuan to turn into a golden dragon, shining with golden light, which had the meaning of looking down on the world.

The monk shouted: "Look at the old man's flying dragon Zen staff." ”

This flying dragon Zen staff is obviously more than one grade higher than the incense burner, and Yan Que Qingyu even brushed it, but it could only be blocked, and it couldn't be brushed away, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

The Flying Dragon Zen Staff let out a dragon groan, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Yan Que couldn't care about the Flying Dragon Zen Staff, the mixed yuan one gas Peacock Ming Wang Jing urged with all his might, a magical peacock suddenly appeared behind Yan Que, the peacock's five-colored feathers exploded, and the five-color divine light brushed again and again, and finally resisted the Flying Dragon Zen Staff.

"Huh!" the monk was surprised, and said, "You kid can compete with the old man Dao realm with just a few spiritual realms, and when you grow up in the future, won't there be no old man to come out!"

After that, he raised a prayer flag, and the prayer flag instantly swelled and rolled towards Yanque.

Yan Que gritted his teeth, extremely angry, this monk treasure is a lot, this flying dragon Zen staff and that prayer flag, are all magic weapons of the town level, if it falls, Yan Que thinks that he will definitely be tragic.

"Chaoyu Sutra!" Yan Que shouted, and used all his strength to display the Chaoyu Sutra, turning into a clear breeze, blending into the void, and escaping from the enveloping range of the prayer flag.

"Space classics!" The monk was overjoyed and shouted: "Senior disciple of Qingyun Mountain, give this classic to Lao Gao, and Lao Gao will let you go!"

Yan Que gritted his teeth, didn't answer at all, and was about to escape, but in the sky, a building with a raging fire smashed down.

Yan Que and the monk screamed at the same time, forced to show up by the building card, prostrate on the ground, Yan Que looked up with difficulty, and saw that the monk was not far away, although he was suppressed by the building card, but he still stood, his hands were empty, holding up the building card, looking extremely heroic and domineering, but the probability of blood in the nose and mouth was unsightly.

"Senior brother, hold on! Little brother will go to find reinforcements. Yan Que saw that most of the power of the building was borne by the monk, and laughed at the monk's move, and wanted to escape again.

"You two, let's stay. A voice sounded, and a heroic young man in a golden black robe, holding a divine bell in his hand, looked at the two with a smile.

"The miscellaneous pieces of the Sun God Palace!" the two of them scolded in unison.

"Two senior brothers, if the prince doesn't make a move, how can he return empty-handed, two senior brothers, don't you?" said the young thief.

Yan Que and the monk glanced at each other, and they all burst into shouts, one cast the Mixed Yuan One Qi Peacock Ming King Sutra, and the other sacrificed the Dragon Zen Staff, boomed, overturned the building card, and went up without hesitation, surrounding the young man is a violent fist and kick.

The young man hurriedly raised the divine bell, enveloping his whole body, and let the two of them continue to sacrifice divine weapons, unable to move him, and scolded in his mouth: "It's so shameless, and you can't talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes!"

Yan Que said angrily: "Who told you about the morality of the rivers and lakes, this is the cultivation world, not the mortal rivers and lakes!"

The monk also scolded: "Little miscellaneous of dog days, you kid sneak attacked us, and you dare to preach morality." ”

Yan Que and the monk each used their own means, Rao is the young man had a divine bell to protect his body, and the divine bell only supported it for a moment, and then the divine light was scattered, and he was about to be broken by the two.

"Two big brothers, have something to say!" The young man was also panicked.

The two of them didn't say a word, desperately attacking the defense of the Divine Bell.