Chapter Eighty-Three: The Snake Is Like a Crazy Man
Mo Wen's whole body was running at high speed, his eyes were fixed on the poor strange beast, and he didn't dare to move slightly, and the poor strange beast seemed to see the difference between Mo Wen, and roared, staring at Mo Wen with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, his hind legs were bent, his whole body was tense, and he kept attacking!
Mo Wen is only in the realm of the Yuan Infant now, and with the assistance of the soul sword, it can be said that this poor beast in its infancy can also be said to be half a catty and eight taels, and it is not known who will kill the deer, so he can't help but be cautious!
"Whoosh" A gust of wind blew in his ears, Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Bastard, come back quickly!"
It turned out that Zhou Tianling pounced with seven or eight members of the dragon group, and after everyone surrounded the poor strange beasts, Zhou Tianling glanced back at Mo Wen with disdain, and said, "Coward, if you are afraid of death, disappear quickly, don't lose the face of the Mo family?"
Don't ask for a moment, what does the Mo family have to do with me? Maybe he's talking about the dragon group!
Mo Wen didn't have time to think about it, he was all on guard against the poor strange beast, he just sneered, and he didn't answer, since you want to die, no wonder I didn't remind you!
Zhou Tianling saw that Mo Wen didn't answer, and couldn't help but despise Mo Wen even more in his heart, I hope you are really not my cousin, otherwise I will kill you, cowardly people are not worthy of living in this world, let alone being a descendant of the Mo family!
"Bu Tianluo Array, find a way to control this thing!" Although Zhou Tianling is arrogant, he is not too conceited, this thing is powerful, if it is hard to hit, there will be damage, every member of the dragon group is a treasure, even if Zhou Tianling is willing, the leader of the dragon group, Mo Qinxuan, the old man of the Mo family, is also reluctant!
"Yes, Captain!" I saw that seven or eight members of the Dragon Group stood at the formation as if they had discussed it in advance, each taking out their own magic weapons, these were the real cultivators, compared to those members of the outer formation, they were absolutely powerful existences!
These people's magic weapons are all long swords, all crystal clear as gold and jade, the sword body exudes a brilliant color, see the envy of everyone in the distance, if one day, they can also get a glimpse of the doorway, have a flying sword, even if you can't fly like an old monster, it's not eye-catching, and you don't need to turn on the light when you go to the toilet in the middle of the night, how power-saving!
"Array!" Zhou Tianling shouted, the long sword in his hand drew a print, straight to the top of the head of the poor strange beast, the members of the dragon group around also drew all kinds of seals, echoing Zhou Tianling from afar, suddenly, a thunder roar came from the top of the head of the poor strange beast, and then a cauldron shaped magic circle appeared at the thunder, covering the poor strange beast!
The poor strange beast had been wary of Mo Wen, not wanting to let the ants in front of him take advantage of the loophole, the poor strange beast roared, and there was disdain and naughtiness in his eyes
"Ahh
Mo Wen has been secretly improving the true element, preparing to seriously injure the poor beast directly when it is lax, in Mo Wen's heart, under the premise of self-preservation, it is not easy to seriously injure it!
The two figures in the sky fell one after another near Mo Wen, the crane was like the legendary Dapeng, tall, curved, naturally not compared to ordinary birds, a kind of dusty beauty, just look at the person on the crane's back, Mo Wen almost fell to the ground!
I saw a person sitting on the back of the beautiful crane, to be exact, an old monk, the whole body of the tattered robe, the beard is like a messy foot more than a foot long, and the top of the head also shows a piece of white hair, I think this monk is too lazy, since the monk has never shaved, this monk did not care about the surprise of everyone at all, stretched out his black fingers and dug his nose, got up and jumped on the ground, and looked at another person with a disdainful face!
The person next to him is also an old man, holding a handful of dust in his hand, which seems to be a way, but his chin is smooth and beardless, a pair of phoenix eyes shoot out bursts of essence, and he is dressed in a simple robe, although it is old-fashioned black, but his clothes are distinct, which is in stark contrast to the sloppy old monk!
"Ha Lu Ha" The old monk laughed and said, "Dead eunuch, you are good at speed, but no matter how fast you are, you are still not as fast as the monk me, Ha Lu Ha"
The eunuch glanced at the old monk's crane with disdain, lightly raised his finger and stroked the dusty fluff, and said leisurely: "Old miscellaneous hair, don't blush, don't use the magic weapon, just find a hairless beast, it seems that you are really crazy, you should call you a birdman in the future!"
The old monk scratched the miscellaneous hair on the top of his head, cut it and said: "I know that you can't fight with your mouth, you even served the Buddha in Cixi back then, and practiced a mouthful of iron-toothed toad skills, invincible in the world, Ha Lu Ha"
The old eunuch sneered disdainfully, his eyes fell on Mo Wen, and he couldn't help but be surprised for a while, and said with a smile: "What a young man, he has cultivated to the realm of Yuanying at a young age, and he is shocked, it is really rare!
Mo Wen glanced at the two of them while being wary of the poor strange beasts that were playing, and said with a smile that was not what he asked: "The two seniors are like a snake like Li Xiaoying, and a crazy monk Buzhou!"
Monk Buzhou was stunned for a moment, looked at Mo Wen deeply, and was also surprised, and said: "Now there are still people who can recognize Monk I, it's really rare, where did you learn from, who is the master?"
Mo Wen sighed and said, "The family teacher has already passed away, so I forgive the younger generation for inconvenience!"
Li Xiaoying's eyes moved a little, but it was also fleeting, and he saw that not far away, the members of the dragon group were fighting with the poor strange beast, and the appearance seemed to be equal, but as long as the long-eyed people knew that the poor strange beast was having fun!
Li Xiaoying said strangely: "What is this, where did it come from? Why do I feel that its power is much stronger than mine!"
Monk Buzhou did not contradict Li Xiaoying this time, but frowned tightly and said, "It seems that there is some trouble today, boy, who summoned that cow?"
Mo Wen naturally listened to Wei Qingyun talk about the personalities of these two people, Li Xiaoying is like his nickname Snake Rugou, this person has a cold appearance, but he is not ruthless, and Monk Buzhou is very arrogant and informal, even if he talks to his own Lao Tzu, and although this person claims to be a monk, he is actually a double cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism!
Mo Wen's face turned cold, and he said: "What the people of the island country brought, I don't know where the road came from, one thing is certain, this poor strange beast must come from a certain place in China, presumably they want to bring it back to the island country, cultivate it, let this young poor strange beast grow up as soon as possible, I am afraid that no one in Huaxia will be able to stop it by then!"
Li Xiaoying's face changed, and she said, "You said that this thing is not a summoned thing? Poor strange beast, isn't it an ancient thing?"
Mo Wen nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed not a summoned thing, it should be an ancient thing that has been sleeping for thousands of years, this archipelago country is really hateful, it is even a matter of awakening it, and its heart can be punished!"
Li Xiaoying glanced at Mo Wen deeply and said, "This little brother's knowledge is really broad, and even the Sprinkle family is a little out of reach!"
Mo Wen smiled and said: "The seniors are wonderful, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to subdue it, but now there are two seniors to help, why be afraid!"
Monk Buzhou was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "You want to fight this poor strange beast alone, let's not talk about how you cultivate, just talk about this poor strange beast, the legend is that it is a fierce beast at the same level as the ancient dragon, you" Monk Buzhou did not continue, but the meaning is obvious, you are too self-conscious, isn't this looking for death?
Mo Wen smiled arrogantly and said: "A man has something to do and something to do, if he is afraid of everything, how can he be worthy of this man's body? Besides, this poor beast is only in its infancy, and its cultivation is far from that of a real adult, and it is not without power, if it backfires, what if the skin is thrown here, and it can't be allowed to be a disaster to the world!"
Li Xiaoying's face changed, this sentence is very familiar, the man does something and does not do anything, it is exactly the sentence that his younger brother Li Xiaolian said when he left, since that day of farewell, the two have not seen each other for eighty years, and the relationship between the two will not be understood by others, plus the two are both crippled, and they have brotherly affection, to be honest, Li Xiaolian's disappearance has always made Li Xiaoying unable to let go, and even his cultivation has stopped!
The class of cultivators is divided into Zhuji, Hehe, Bigu, Jindan, Yuanying, Out-of-body, Void, Heartbeat, Tribulation, Annihilation, Mahayana, and Ascension, but the highest cultivation in the cultivation realm is only at the middle of the Tribulation, not to mention the ethereal Mahayana Ascension, of course, except for Mo Wen, this freak!
Li Xiaoying and Li Xiaolian were out of the body at that time, but in the past 80 years, Li Xiaoying has only reached the end of the void and the underworld, and there is no inch of progress.
Li Xiaoying sighed, and said softly: "I want to sprinkle my family, and I have practiced in seclusion for more than 100 years, but I still don't have Xiaolian's state of mind back then, okay, today the sprinkle family is also out of the way, and if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, and you will be a man with this little brother!"
Mo Wen's heart was sour, if he knew that his younger brother had died in the island country forty or fifty years ago, he didn't know what his expression would be!
Monk Buzhou glanced at Li Xiaoying and said: "Okay, it's a bit imposing, monk, I'll make an exception today, I won't hit you, and when this beast is sent away, let's scold each other for three days and three nights!"
Li Xiaoying was happy, Danfeng's eyes narrowed, and he covered his mouth and said: "Accompany me at any time!"
"Yes, it's still a man, it's here again while talking!" Monk Buzhou muttered, but just as he said that he wouldn't reveal Li Xiaoying's shortcomings, he glared at the members of the dragon group who were entangled in the distance and shouted, "Little babies, hurry up and get out, don't delay the Buddha and I'll subdue the demons and eliminate the demons, Mo Qinxuan's kid is getting more and more uncompetitive, how to teach these things!"
Zhou Tianling's face turned red, and while sealing, he said angrily: "You are not allowed to insult the team leader, even if you are those old goblins, we are weak but have backbone, unlike some people, what can you do if you are highly cultivated, when the island country invaded, why didn't I see you subduing demons and eliminating demons, but hiding in a mouse hole to survive!"
The old monk Buzhou blushed, the golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden demon-slaying pestle flashed out of thin air, and he scolded angrily and said: "Stinky boy, who do you say, who is hiding in the mouse hole, when the Buddha didn't be locked up by the abbot's old bald donkey, I went out early to turn over those miscellaneous hairs, oops, I'm really angry with me, I get angry when I think about it, **Uncle's old bald donkey, locked up Lao Tzu for ten years, seven months and nine days"
Mo Wen's face darkened, and he said: "Everyone, now is not the time to quarrel, I think that poor beast seems to be tired of playing, and is about to get angry, the two seniors don't hide it!"
Monk Buzhou snorted angrily, Li Xiaoying nodded lightly, shook off the dust, and looked at the poor strange beast with a wary face
Mo Wen looked at the members of the dragon group who were stretched thin and struggling to support him, and he no longer hated Zhou Tianling so much, yes, you can be incapable, but you can't be spineless, although Zhou Tianling is arrogant, he is not a man with iron bones!
"Captain Zhou Zhou," Mo Wen hesitated and shouted to Zhou Tianling, "Tear your people off to avoid unnecessary damage!"
Zhou Tianling's face turned red, now he knows how powerful this beast is, he is already in the middle stage of Jindan, and the remaining members have also reached the early stage of Jindan, but whether it is a formation or an attack, he has no reaction to the poor beast at all, and he can feel comfortable when he scratches it, but he doesn't feel it at all!
Zhou Tianling felt that his true qi was about to run out, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Brothers, withdraw!"
The members of the dragon group everywhere heard Zhou Tianling's shout, and they breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, they were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of being played to death, not to mention that they were still a beast who wanted to play to death!
It's just a sudden mutation, and the poor beast seems to know that a few ants in front of him are going to retreat, but it hasn't played enough, since you guys are so uncooperative, then the beast I'm going to be angry!
"Roar" A thunderous roar came, and I saw the flames of the poor beast slamming open, and the Tianluo array arranged by the members of the dragon group was blown away like paper paste, and the members of the surrounding formations were all spitting blood, and were swept out of the body by the aftermath of the flames!
Zhou Tianling only felt a burst of overwhelming power coming, as if he could press himself into a meat pie in just a moment, his body flew up like a dead leaf, and he caught a glimpse of the cliff not far from the ring road out of the corner of his eye, Zhou Tianling couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't laugh at himself for dying, but laughed at himself for being really ignorant, and now he knew what the difference between heaven and earth was, he was like an ant, and the poor beast was a towering giant tree!
Dad and Mom don't know if Lu Dao will be sad, but Grandpa will definitely not, he will only miss his two grandsons, two grandsons whose life and death are unknown, the Dragon Group has no Mo family, I don't know what Lu Dao will become, the arrogance and inevitability of the Li family, if they master the Dragon Group, can they really protect the Chinese heritage?
Zhou Tianling felt that his body was falling rapidly, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and all kinds of pictures flashed in his head, at the moment when he knew that he was going to die, his heart was very complicated, Liu Rumeng, this woman he was destined to not have, and he would see him again