The masked monk smiled: "Since you have serious things to do, don't bother here, farewell, farewell." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" turned around and wanted to escape.

But he didn't run far before he was stopped by the middle-aged monk and said, "The two of us are not done yet, where do you want to run?" ”

Zheng Xian was surrounded by thirty monks, not only was he not afraid, but he was arrogant, and said, "Hahaha, it doesn't matter if he is thirty or forty, just let the horse come!"

Zhang He patted the storage bag, took out a golden ring, threw it into the air, and shouted: "Lock!"

The ring flashed, automatically became larger, and fell towards Zheng Xian's top door, it seems that this Zhang He meant to be captured alive.

Zheng Xian stretched out his palm, took out the Spring and Autumn Pen, and wrote a word in the air, although the writing was ugly, but the silver light was shining and the spiritual power was abundant.

The word Zhu went up, the gold ring fell, touched together, and made a clanging sound, and the gold ring stopped on the word Zhu, and it really didn't fall again.

"Hurry up and give me back the pen!" the Chaos City Lord was furious and pounced on Zheng Xian.

He has gone from a down-and-out casual cultivator to the current city lord, all relying on this Spring and Autumn Pen, seeing that Zheng Xian actually used it against himself, his anger could not be contained.

Zheng Xian saw that the two of them were attacking back and forth, and as soon as his divine sense moved, a puppet appeared out of thin air, holding a cold sword in his hand, and slashed down towards the Chaos City Lord.

The cultivation of this puppet has reached the fourth layer of the spiritual vein realm, but because it is only a puppet, it cannot transform the spiritual vein like a human being, so although the cultivation is high, the strength that can be shown is not as good as Zheng Xian, and it can only exert the lowest skill in this realm, so when it fights with the Chaos City Lord, it can't see any advantages.

The other monks also rushed up with loud shouts, but they said they were cooperating, but in fact they were divided into two groups, one group besieging Zheng Xian and the other besieging the Tuosheng puppet.

There was no winner or loser here, but the masked monk over there was crushed all the way, with the strength of the spirit vein realm he had just advanced, he had no ability to resist the middle-aged monk, and in just a few rounds, he had been beaten all over his body.

This is still a middle-aged monk who didn't kill him, and he deliberately wanted to torture the masked monk for a while more before he could support it until now, otherwise he would have been killed a long time ago.

"Let's look at my plum blossom sword technique!" the middle-aged monk shouted, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed out, stabbing six blood holes in the front heart of the masked monk, and blood gushed out.

The masked monk couldn't stand it anymore, took out a pill from his body and put it in his mouth, and said to Zheng Xian: "This Dao brother, I am really not his opponent, please help." ”

Zheng Xian was silent, if you really want to count it, Zheng Xian actually hates the masked monk more than the Chaos City Lord, so naturally he won't help him.

Seeing that Zheng Xian didn't answer, the masked monk hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, the treasure map I said is true, as long as you help me, I will really give you the treasure map." ”

The more he said this, the more angry Zheng Xian became, and said in his heart that you still want to use these words to deceive me, if I really believe you, I really deserve to die.

Seeing that Zheng Xian really didn't move, the masked monk gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll hand over the treasure map to you now." ”

After speaking, he touched the storage bag, took out a small square box, shook his hand, and threw it at Zheng Xian.

The middle-aged monk had suffered this loss, and he was afraid that this time it would be another fire and thunder bead, and he ran dozens of feet away in a flash.

The law enforcement team and the monks of Chaos City thought it was some magic weapon and tried their best to dodge, but the box flew through the monks and was not stopped.

Zheng Xian stretched out his hand, grabbed the box, opened it, and saw that it was a thin silk, with a lot of lines drawn on it, landscape, it seems that it is really a map.

The masked monk said, "Brother Dao, you can trust me now." ”

Zheng Xian originally wanted to help, but suddenly felt that he should teach this guy a lesson, and his divine sense moved, he took out a jade bottle in his hand and threw it at the masked monk: "Fellow Daoist, if you eat it, it will make your cultivation skyrocket." ”

"Oh, really?" the masked monk took the bottle in his hand, and without much thought, opened the lid and swallowed all the elixirs inside.

"Stupid, if you eat too much, your meridians will explode and you will die. Zheng Xian hurriedly warned.

"Ah, then why didn't you say it earlier!" the masked monk was startled, and hurriedly vomited a few times, trying to spit out the medicine, but the medicine had already begun to work, how could he vomit it.

"Ahh

Whoop!

His body grew taller and larger, tearing the clothes out of his body, except that the strips of cloth were burned to ashes by the heat from his body before they fell to the ground.

The only thing that is strange is that even if his clothes are all gone, the mask is nothing, and it will not be burned by the heat as the head grows larger.

The monks who were fighting all stopped and stared blankly at the masked monk, not knowing what he was doing.

In addition to these external changes, his cultivation has also continued to improve, from the first layer of the Spirit Vein Realm to the ninth layer of the peak of the Spirit Vein Realm, but the higher his cultivation becomes, the more vague his consciousness becomes, and after reaching the ninth layer, there is not even a trace of consciousness left in his head.

He spewed flames from the seven orifices on his body and looked at the middle-aged monk, as if he was about to tear the middle-aged monk to pieces immediately.

Zheng Xianxin said that it was a Body Shaping Realm cultivator, and your inflated cultivation couldn't beat the other party, and shouted, "Hey, the masked one, come up here!"

Zheng Xian's words added a soul-shaking sound, it was still very simple to deal with a delirious Spirit Vein Realm monk, and the masked monk had an inexplicable good impression of Zheng Xian from the inside out, and immediately rushed over after listening to his call.

"This monster wants to save this kid, hurry up and stop him!" the Chaos City Lord shouted, and his monks stepped forward to stop him.

Zheng Xian took out the Spring and Autumn Pen, wrote a mad character in the void, and gently pushed it forward, and the mad word disappeared into the masked monk's body.

The masked monk was already in a state of madness, and now he was urged by the Spring and Autumn Pen again, and even the most basic spirit was gone, so he threw himself forward and attacked those monks.

The two Chaos City monks stepped forward in both directions, and the two flying swords attacked left and right, and the masked monk screamed strangely, stretched out his hands, grabbed the two flying swords in his hands, and did not realize the slightest blood flowing out of his palms, picked up the two flying swords, and smashed them at the two monks with the hilt of the sword.

"Hit people, don't grab the magic weapon!" Zheng Xian knew that this elixir couldn't support much time, so he hurriedly gestured with his body in the back and asked him to hit people with his fists.

The masked monk threw away his two flying swords, pounced forward, and threw two punches in a row, knocking the two monks flying, and the Chaos City Lord hurriedly shouted: "Brother Zhang Dao, quickly kill that kid!"

Zhang He hurriedly manipulated the golden ring to fight Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian transferred back to the puppet, and the two of them worked together to deal with the thirteen monks on Zhang He's side.

Just now, one played thirteen, and the fight was indistinguishable, but now two are playing thirteen, and this advantage is gradually moving closer to Zheng Xian's side, plus the Spring and Autumn Pen in Zheng Xian's hand is getting more and more comfortable, and Zhang He's side is also beginning to feel a little difficult.

And the masked monk was even more brave, and with a few bangs, he knocked four more monks down under the sword, and the monks in Chaos City had no way to stop him from advancing.

"Look at my Burning Heart Thorn!" As soon as the Chaos City Lord stretched out his hand, five spikes flew out of the air, attacking the masked monk in five directions, and the masked monk opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of flames, which enveloped the five spikes in one fell swoop.

On the other side, Zhang He's golden ring turned into three, pressing towards the top of his head, Zheng Xian's pen tip flicked, and the brush automatically popped out a few drops of ink, sweeping it like raindrops.

Although Zhang He and the others didn't know what this ink was for, they knew that the things sent out by the immortal cultivators, no matter what they were, they couldn't just ignore it, and the thirteen people stepped back in unison, and actually left a vacant space for Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian put away the Spring and Autumn Pen, took out the black jade knife, and waved it forward, and the huge spirit knife qi slashed over in a semicircle.

While Zhang He and the others were panicking, Zheng Xian suddenly turned his head, and with a bang, the soul-shaking sound blasted towards the Chaos City Lord.

The Chaos City Lord was also at the second level of the Spirit Vein Realm, and he was defenseless in advance, and was hit by a soul-shaking sound, only to feel his head buzz, his eyes turned black, and he almost sat down.

Although it was only a moment, a moment was enough to change the tide of the battle, and the masked monk only felt that the spiritual power on the five spikes was a little sluggish, and the spiritual power of his whole body spurred, spewing out towards the Burning Heart Thorn.

This Burning Heart Thorn was made of spiritual power, and it was rushed by the flames, and it turned around and stabbed towards the meridians of the Chaos City Lord, and as soon as the Chaos City Lord felt a pain in his heart, the flames of the masked monk had already attacked.

With a bang, the Chaos City Lord let out a miserable scream.

When the flames passed, I saw that the Chaos City Lord's hair, beard, and eyebrows were all burned clean, and his face was also burned black, and if he smelled it carefully, he could still smell a smell of barbecue.

The masked monk continued to lunge forward, punching and kicking, knocking out all the monks on this side of Chaos City under the sword.

Zheng Xian sent out a few more spiritual sword qis, pointed at Zhang He and the other monks, and said, "Here, kill them all this time!"

Zhang He and the others had just seen the fierce performance of the masked monk, and they all released their own tricks to press the bottom of the box, and they were ready to fight.

The strength on Zhang He's side was much stronger than that of the Chaos City Lord, and the spiritual power collided, and the masked monk's body automatically reacted in fear, and he was a little hesitant.

Zheng Xian knew that the effect of the elixir on his body was about to expire, so he hurriedly walked behind the masked monk, raised the black jade knife, and stabbed the masked monk's ass.

This time, Zheng Xian showed no mercy at all, and his force was very strong, not only bleeding, but also being cut off a piece of flesh, the masked monk snorted miserably, and his body rushed out like lightning.

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