Ye Ting recognized this thing, but it was a relatively rare water-avoiding golden-eyed beast, this thing was a word different from the water-repelling golden-eyed beast, and the level was also far from the same, and this was just a monster equivalent to building a foundation, and it was beaten by a group of loose cultivators so that it didn't even have the strength to howl.

No matter how low the level of such a beast is, it is also a long-faced thing raised in the mountain gate. Moreover, this water-avoiding golden-eyed beast can be used as a good mount, and after domestication, the mountain climbing water is like flat land.

Monk Zhuoji's robe was flying, and he stepped onto the beach from the boat in one step, reciting the Buddha's name, and said: "Donors and slow down, this monster is destined for me." ”

The first scattered cultivation is also the foundation building realm, and when I heard this, I was so angry that I smoked. It's just that the helpers he gathered saw the monks of the Little King Kong Temple appear, and their hands were all slow, and they obviously didn't dare to confront the people of the Little King Kong Temple.

The scattered cultivator pointed at Monk Zhuoji, trembling all over, and said, "How can there be such a reason!"

Monk Zhuo Ji smiled faintly, threw a vajra circle in his hand, and in just a flash, he wrapped the neck of the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast. The water-avoiding golden-eyed beast was beaten without much strength, and the monk Zhuoji accepted it easily, and said to Nasan Cultivator: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, I will take this monster back to the Little King Kong Temple, and purify the anger on my body with Buddhism." One day, he may be able to achieve positive results, and also increase the yin virtue of the Lord. ”

More than 20 monks shouted kindness at the same time behind Zhuo Ji, and the monk had already gritted his steel teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything and didn't dare to beckon Sanxiu to do anything. He was afraid that if he greeted him, his companion would flee first.

"Since we have a relationship with the master, we will retire. "The monk cherished his life, let alone resist, and didn't even say a word of cruelty.

Ye Ting looked interesting and beckoned Liu's mother and daughter to get off the boat. After the island got closer, I found that it was not small, the jungle on the island was dense, and the roar of the demon beast was faintly heard. This is also one of the hunting grounds, and the scattered cultivator marched to the depths of the island with his recruited companions, saying in his heart that this group of monks should not follow.

Ye Ting's young man's thoughts, he walked up to the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast, stretched out his hand to touch it, and the Zhuoji monk was about to drink, but saw the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast bow its head in fear, and let Ye Ting grab the long hair on its top.

His own Pudu Golden Ring is not so powerful, this Ye Ting is afraid that he is from a large sect, and the strength on his body makes this water-avoiding golden-eyed beast fearful, otherwise even if he is trapped by the golden ring, he will have to take a lot of hands and feet to be obedient.

Ye Ting studied for a while and sighed: "This is the fate of the master. ”

Monk Zhuoji said: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, the little monk is not blessed enough, and this monster has to go back to the master to deal with." ”

Ye Ting also gave up and stopped the idea of begging. Dragon City is not good at raising demons, and if there is no demon bag, it will be very difficult to carry this thing, and it will cause a lot of trouble.

The Zhuoji monk came prepared, and the Buddha was happy to subdue the strange demon beasts and put them in the temple to fill the scene. He took the demon raising bag, and persuaded the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast to put it into the demon raising bag in three or five clicks.

In the distant forest, there was a sudden scream of a human. Ye Ting didn't need to distinguish to know that it was the monk who had just entered, and he said to Monk Zhuoji: "This island is dangerous. ”

Monk Zhuo Ji said slowly: "The benefactor has accumulated yin virtue, I have to go and see what it is." ”

"Master mercy. Ye Ting praised it sincerely.

The monks of the Little King Kong Temple were divided into three parts, and only a dozen incense monks were left on the boat, and the rest got off the boat and followed the Zhuoji monk deep into the island.

Ye Ting and the three of them followed Zhuo Ji closely, crossed the beach of more than 20 zhang, and entered the forest. More than 100 zhang forward, I can't tell the path. The two monks flew up the crescent shovel and opened the way in front. The surroundings became dark and gloomy, and the sunlight was cut off by the canopy.

Ye Ting took out a pure silver light talisman and handed it to Wang Ruoke and said, "Can you inspire it?"

This is the talisman of the Daomen, and it is not that Ye Ting cannot use it, but he remembers the identity of the Demon Gate monk, if it is not a matter of life and death, he will not use other things indiscriminately. This is a foreign object, not a practice.

Wang Ruoke took the pure silver light talisman and slowly stimulated it, and the range of thirty zhang before and after was in the halo of the talisman, which was not dazzling, but had the effect of driving away evil and poison.

If Wang Ruoke has a solid foundation, he can only use it after he has to build a foundation for casual cultivation.

"Stop. The speed of Monk Zhuoji's speech suddenly became faster, and the two monks in front of him put away the crescent shovel and stood still. Ye Ting also noticed at this time that the fallen leaves under his feet were a little too dry.

Such an environment is damp and rainy, and the ground should be muddy. But under the dry leaves, the earth was hard.

In just three breaths, a black mist rose in the forest. The ground under his feet trembled slightly, Ye Ting grabbed Wang Ruoke's hand and threw it to the left, and the ground cracked silently, emitting a dazzling red light.

The crack reached three zhang away in a blink of an eye, and at this time, the sound of a landslide came from the ground. Many monks were unprepared and were stunned. At this time, a red light flew from the crack in the earth, and lightning rolled up a monk and dragged him into the crack.

Monk Zhuoji suddenly had an extra ring knife in his hand, and he slashed forward, it was too late. The Sanskrit voice sounded, and the monk had been dragged away without a trace.

Call......

The scorching wind blew through the cracks in the ground, and the surrounding trees began to burn as soon as the red wind blew it. It was fine within the range of the pure silver light rune, but outside the silver light, the forest quickly turned into a sea of fire.

The crack is okay on this side, protected by a pure silver light talisman, and there are ten monks and fifteen incense laymen on the other side. The crack is getting wider and wider, and looking at this posture, the whole island will slowly crack.

The two monks untied their robes and threw them upward, and then the people jumped on the robes and flew into the sky. The robe flew into the billowing black smoke in a blink of an eye, and Liu Wenji raised her longbow, and before she could shoot an arrow, the two heads had already rolled down from the black smoke.

"Go back and go to the beach. "Monk Zhuoji couldn't take care of the trapped cultivators, and gave the order to retreat.

Everyone quickly retreated, and there was a pure silver light talisman, and they had not lost their way. Fang retreated to the edge of the forest, but saw that in the middle of the sea, dense shadows climbed up the beach, and it was difficult to stand up, but they were zombies in iron armor.

The zombie climbed onto the beach and walked towards the forest, I don't know how many, Ye Ting released a thousand pupils of demon shadows, and could only observe that there were zombies all over the bottom of the shallows. All the way to the limit of his vision, it seems that there is no end at all.

On the ship on the sea, the people left behind stood on the deck, looking at the zombies in a daze.

The calm sea suddenly shook, the island shook, layers of air ripples became visible to the naked eye, spreading outward, monks and monks are all lucky to protect the body, the ripples spread to the sea, the sailboat of the Little King Kong Temple was just rushed by the ripples, the hull of the ship was suddenly shattered, and the planks flew up randomly.

Several incense monks fell into the water and struggled, but they were dragged by the zombies under the water, sinking downward, and only thick blood was left when they rose again.

"Formation. Monk Zhuoji's voice trembled a little, not because of fear, but because of the loss of his fellow disciples.

The monks of the Little King Kong Temple are in groups of four, each forming a formation. Ye Ting and the three of them were outsiders, and they were also assigned an incense layman to come over, and they couldn't form a formation, but they just carried a beast head shield and stood on the flank.

In these four-person formations, one person is responsible for defense, one person is responsible for attacking, one person is responsible for running the formation, and the last person is responsible for commanding. The four monks walked on the beach as one. Although the zombies in front are endless, the cracks in the earth behind them are the more serious problems.

The black smoke in the forest had already spread to the beach, Ye Ting glanced at the monk's formation, took out the Earth Flame Sword, and carried it on his back. He released the Xuan Turtle Sword Talisman and cut a big tree with his hands, the sword was like lightning, silently, and he had already cut out more than four hundred feather arrow-shaped materials for Ye Ting.

Liu Wenji's quiver can only hold three hundred and sixty feather arrows, Ye Ting cut out these wooden arrows, Liu Wenji didn't know what it meant.

"There are too many zombies, your weapons won't work. Ye Ting reminded that Liu Wenji only then thought that she only brought more than 300 arrows, and the number of zombies was at least a few million, how could this be fought?

"Give your arrows to Ruoke, and leave the two rune treasures. Ye Ting said, took out a talisman, and shook it casually, the talisman was enlarged like a quilt, and the golden light was scattered, and the wooden arrows on the ground had been rolled up.

The wooden arrow quickly turned into a real metal arrow, and with a muffled sound of the talisman, more than 400 long arrows were finalized.

Monk Zhuo Ji's gaze swept over, and he said in his heart, How can this Ye Ting have such a multi-door talisman on his body? This Heavenly Divine Sharp Gold Talisman is something that can only be refined by a Jiedan monk, but unfortunately Ye Ting can't use it, and it will be destroyed in one time.

Liu Wenji transferred the feather arrows in her quiver to Wang Ruoke, leaving only the two recently refined Fu Bao Feather Arrows. Ye Ting asked her to pick up the arrows on the ground and said, "These things can't be shot." The layman is in charge of defense, I am in charge of attacking, you are in charge of healing and supporting, and everyone follows. ”

Wang Ruoke looked at Ye Ting, and when Ye Ting said this, she didn't know where to put her feet.

"Follow Master Zhuoji. Ye Ting said a word, and Wang Ruoke rushed over.

Monk Zhuo Ji spoke: "Master Ye, this is the Little King Kong Formation, the earth, water, wind and fire are converted at will, and it doesn't have to be someone to attack. ”

"They can't learn. Ye Tingdao.

Monk Zhuo Ji said again: "Master Ye, do you think this is the Gate of Ten Thousand Worlds?"

He was referring to the crack in the earth, and Ye Ting replied: "No, it's more like a broken space." Maybe it was refined by some strong person and turned it into a cave sky. ”

Monk Zhuoji's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Use the Buddha Treasure!"

As he spoke, he had already taken a string of golden prayer beads and hung them around his neck, this rosary was full, and the Sanskrit words circulated in the golden halo, which was a tool enshrined in front of the Buddha, and it would take more than a hundred years to be contaminated with some real Buddha energy.

Ye Ting stretched out his hand and snatched the pure silver light talisman from Wang Ruoke's hand, and the demon god broke the spell to trigger it, and with a hard beat, it was fixed on Wang Ruoke's back.

"Poisonous!" the monk approaching the zombie in front of him roared, and one of them fell straight to the ground.

Woohoo!

The ironclad zombies on the beach moved with difficulty, and some of the zombies even took out their iron bows and threw iron arrows in this direction. The iron arrow was rusty, and only one arrow shimmered with cold light.