Five days have passed, Wan Zhuo and the others have nothing to do in Zhongli Mountain, even the monk Ji Hongzhi and others who wanted to come to arrest the prince of Zou Guo did not come, Wan Zhuo and the others were happy to hurry.

On the other side, "Hahaha, look at your nest, it's really happy for me! We've known each other for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen you have such a big mess!" On the other side, the famous monk walked in front, and the unknown monk used any spell, and the seriously injured Zou Shuang had been flying above the head of the famous monk, and moved up and down left and right with the mind of the famous monk.

"Qianjun, stop playing. Zou Shuang closed his eyes and said calmly.

It turned out that this arrogant famous monk was called Qianjun.

"Aren't you very powerful, how could you not beat that little Taoist?" Qianjun still mocked Zou Shuang.

"It's not that I can't fight him, but I can't fight Tianyanshu. ”

Qianjun wanted to continue to taunt Zou Shuang, but saw three people faintly walking in front of him. Qianjun looked fixedly, one tall and one short in front of them were carrying large vermilion boxes, and both of them were wearing big hoods, and they couldn't see their faces, but the tall man was still carrying another person on his back, and the person seemed to be injured a lot, his hands were hanging down, and the Taoist robe on his body was tattered. Qianjun frowned, this look was the Taoist priest who fled from Zou Guo, at this time, it happened that Zou Shuang's wound attacked, and he groaned in pain.

When both sides passed by with heavy breaths, Qianjun suddenly said with a domineering attitude: "Hey, the Taoist priest over there, seeing you fleeing all the way, there must be an elixir to treat injuries in the space bag, take it out!"

"Don't you see that we have wounded people too?" said the short monk in a low voice, but he could still hear his childish voice.

"Feng'er, silence!" the tall monk scolded dotingly.

Zou Shuang also said softly, don't make extraneous branches.

The tall monk hugged his fists and said, "This fellow Daoist, I don't have much medicine on my body, forgive me!" After speaking, he said to the short monk, "Feng'er, let's go, and I have to rush to the Song Kingdom to treat your senior brother Wang." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the tall monk's vitality shield suddenly lit up, and an invisible qi fist had already hit it, and Qianjun placed Zou Shuang into a space door that he had opened, and continued to dominate the people: "What I said, didn't you hear? ”

The tall monk was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and said, "Famous monk?" and then doted on the short monk: "Feng'er, the path of cultivation is really too difficult and dangerous, do you remember the characteristics of famous monks I told you? Oh, if you can't win, remember to call me. ”

After the tall monk finished speaking, he carried the man on his back and continued to walk, shouting, "Leave it all for me!"

"Who are you shouting to stay?" Qianjun was shocked to see that there was an extra person behind him, and it was exactly the same as the short monk in front of him.

And Zou Shuang, who was in the space door, felt very bad in his heart, and wanted to call Qianjun to leave quickly, but the sound couldn't penetrate this space at all.

Suddenly, countless chains stretched out from the box carried by the monk behind Qianjun, and after Qianjun was surprised, he sneered.

"Mingfa, wall!" Qianjun flicked his right hand, and the countless chains suddenly seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and they bounced away.

"My brother said that this kind of thing is arrogant. If you can solve it in one second, you won't delay it until the next second. The short monk in front of him kept enraging Qianjun.

"Something?!" The green tendons on Qianjun's forehead burst out, and just as he wanted to move, the chains behind him bypassed the wall formed by the inscription and wound towards Qianjun again.

Qianjun dodged the chains up and down, but he couldn't stand the man's chatter, and his hands spread out in the direction where the chains were coming.

"Definitely!"

The chain immediately froze there, unable to move, and swayed several times, like a python that had been choked by seven inches. With a wave of his hand, he pointed at the monk who was chattering.

"Three-word mantra, burst!"

He pointed to the man who sent out the chain, "Three-word mantra, shock!"

In the two booms, the person who sent out the iron chain was actually shattered, and when Qianjun looked closely, it was actually just a puppet made of wood.

Not good!

Sure enough, the other body that was exploded suddenly exploded, and countless flying knives and needles shot at him, and the faint dark light flashing on it was obviously a highly poisonous thing, and Qianjun had no time to cast the inscription spell, so he had to continue to retreat.

The flying knives and needles also chased Qianjun's figure, and Qianjun felt very depressed. It takes time to arrange the inscription, and you can't make it out by yourself.

Qianjun had no choice but to throw out a fire talisman to buy himself a little time, and as soon as the fire talisman was thrown, Qianjun caught a glimpse of the chain that crossed the sky actually shattered into pieces, and attacked Qianjun at the same time.

Qianjun didn't have time to think about it, put his hands together, and said: "Five-character mantra, guard!" Countless flying knives, flying needles and fragments of chains attacked Qianjun.

Finally, Qianjun was completely overwhelmed by the stormy attack, and at that moment, another man who looked exactly like the dwarf monk emerged from the ground. This person said in the same tone: "Famous cultivator, vulnerable!"

"Has the real body finally come out?" The short monk looked at the huge hole that suddenly appeared in his chest, turned his head slightly, and saw a light gate appear behind him at some point.

"Ming Xiu, it's really vulnerable!" Qianjun's expression changed suddenly, and the tip of a dagger also appeared on his chest, and black blood kept flowing outward.

"How is this possible!" Qianjun turned his head with difficulty, "Why can't I feel the slightest breath?"

The short monk smiled coldly and said, "Go and ask King Qin Guang." Oh, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to meet King Qin Guang, I recently practiced a new spell, and I just want to try it on you. ”

Qianjun was still struggling to stand up, but the poison was very domineering and hurt his heart. The short monk took off his big hood, smiled cruelly, and placed his hands on Qianjun's forehead, and for a moment, he saw a cloud of ghostly souls pulled out by him.

Zou Shuang, who was in the space gate, was stunned, struggling to break out of the door, but with his current state, he couldn't do it at all, he could only watch Qianjun's soul be removed by the seemingly young but extremely cruel Taoist priest in front of him, and then this Taoist priest actually forcibly integrated this divine consciousness into his forehead Heavenly Court.

"Oh, it's delicious!" said the short monk, drooling, and in front of Qianjun's unwilling and terrified eyes, "Shhh

The short monk then took away Qianjun's space sac, and glanced at it, and sure enough, there were all kinds of magic weapons, talismans, and spirit stones.

The short monk glanced at the location of the space door where Zou Shuang was, snorted, and turned to catch up with the tall monk.

Inside the space door, Zou Shuang was sad and frightened, tears flowed unconsciously, and an inexplicable feeling gradually hit his heart, and finally converged into a subconscious.

"Daoist, hateful Daoist, I want to kill all the Daoists!" Zou Shuang roared vigorously, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Feng'er, did you drive them away?"

"Hmm" The short monk lowered his head and suddenly stopped, "Brother, in the future, you should call me Bai Feng, I will call you Bai Long." ”

"Why?" the tall monk removed his large hood, revealing his bewitching face.

"I'm strong. After Bai Feng finished speaking, he walked in front of the white dragon and led the way to the white dragon. The white dragon looked back at Wang Wuwu, who was still asleep and still showing a painful expression, stopped talking, put on the big hood again, and walked forward.