Chapter 165: Waste Jianchen
A stone rolled down to the feet of the old man, and he lowered his head and raised his head, his brows furrowed ugly.
Why didn't they fly in the sky, because most of the Sword Saint Sect cultivators were only cultivators below the sixth-level level of the magic technique, and if they were left alone, they would inevitably be criticized, which would have an impact on the reputation of the two future heirs.
And now, the good mountain road, the stones rolling down on both sides, this is not normal.
"Be vigilant, don't be careless, it's likely that a demon cultivator has received news and come to rescue this little devil. Jianchen glanced at Qiye, who had just spoken, and gave an order.
As soon as Qiye opened his mouth, such a thing happened in the mountains on both sides, and if he didn't know something, who would have believed it.
This time, no one refuted Jian Chen's point of view, no matter what kind of thoughts they had in their hearts, they were unanimous in not letting Seven Nights escape.
Before everyone could make any more moves, the stones that rolled down were followed by a cloud of dark yellow sand.
Stones, sand, and dirt were only the vanguard, and then they were followed by a beast's roar that resounded through the mountains and forests, and even the mountains reverberated with the reverberation.
"It turned out to be a beast attack. The monks who were frightened by the solemn atmosphere all let out a long breath, if it was a wild beast from the mountain forest, it was nothing to their group of monks.
The old man didn't make a sound, he listened intently to the roar of the beast in the air, and seemed to have found something.
"Alert me, this is no ordinary beast roar. Yue Sanfeng also found out that something was wrong, how could an ordinary beast make such a big move.
The roar is very long, like a monk with advanced cultivation, being able to make his voice heard by people farther away, which is a kind of strength.
"What a place this is. Jian Mantian glanced at Qiye, then at the vast green mountains on both sides, and asked.
Her sudden inquiry made several senior elders open their mouths in a panic.
"This was originally a hunting ground, used to house many rare beasts, and it was also the largest beast base of the Qingwei Sect, for internal and external monks to enter to explore and hunt, which was one of the sources of income for the Qingwei Sect. ”
"If that's all there is to it, it's not enough to explain why the beast attack is making such a big fuss. ”
"Think about the nuns who are imprisoned in the back, those who are not human or beasts, it is difficult to ensure that these beasts are not also used as means!"
The conversation between several elders made the monks around them, who had been relaxed, become cautious again. How difficult those orcs were, they had already experienced before.
Sacrificing a few companions in exchange for this novelty to satisfy your own deformed needs is acceptable.
If there are dozens or hundreds of such beasts, it will not be blood-pumping, but a headache.
Beasts are useless when caught, difficult to tame when they are mounted, and unattractive when they are food, and pure waste.
The Old Man of Creation gave a new order one step earlier before they finished talking. "Give me a formation to defend, first look at the number and strength of the beasts, the first wave is mainly tempting, don't rush in. ”
He is not one of those elve-wormed monks who are greedy for life and afraid of death, all he does is to help Jian Chen.
Therefore, the purpose of creating the old man is very clear, to ensure that the seven nights will not be robbed, and this is enough. The life and death of the other monks, whether there are rare beasts that need to be recovered, has nothing to do with him.
The old man of creation is the highest cultivation and the best magic weapon in this, and no one dares to disobey it.
Jian Mantian and Jian Chen naturally didn't need to move, they stood on the wall for about seven nights and became prisoners of the stairs, watching from the wall.
The beast with the head also rushed out of the woods, and it was the divine rhinoceros that Qiye had seen in the mysterious area, the magic cultivator incarnated.
After the divine power rhinoceros, jackals, tigers and leopards are all available, all of them are not normal, either they have wings on their backs, or they have horns, or they have three heads and six arms, these are not fierce beasts, but monsters.
"Sure enough, the dignified Qingwei faction, who prides itself on not touching the world, still secretly does these unseemly things. ”
"Hmph, doing this kind of experiment is simply against the principles of heaven, no wonder it will suffer this catastrophe, it seems that the cycle of heavenly retribution is unpleasant!"
One by one, the monks of the Sword Saint Sect, when they saw the beasts, finally climbed to the extreme in their hearts against the Qingwei Sect, because they knew that no matter how ugly these monsters were, there would be more or less people who would die in their hands.
Because, the number is too much, so many that a tide is formed, and all beasts are rushing like a tide.
"All the monks shrink their defenses to prevent anyone from harming the young master and the eldest lady, and in case someone takes the opportunity to rescue the little devil, all the elders will join me to clean up these stupid things. ”
As soon as the old man gave the order, all the monks did not hesitate and immediately carried it out.
The twelve elders stood out from the crowd again, they were the main force of the detention for seven nights, and there was no pressure to deal with these monsters that seemed to be powerful, but in fact they were far from the slightest.
Just because of the quantity, it may take a little longer to clean up.
Six rays of light and shadow, six figures, and twelve elders attacked at the same time, starting to intercept from twelve directions.
Yue Sanfeng and Zhong Bufu's performance was the most eye-catching, even overshadowing the old man who took the lead. It's all because of the pseudo-spirit weapon in their hands, which is a large-scale and powerful pseudo-spirit weapon, and its lethality is huge.
Lice will bite people if there are too many, but I haven't heard of anyone who was bitten alive by lice.
The current situation is like this, with the action of the twelve elders together, even the demon lord of the immortal realm will have to subdue the law for seven nights, not to mention them.
"Qiye, I see that the rescuers you moved in don't seem to be very good, do you think that these miscellaneous beasts can save you out?"
Jianchen never let go of the opportunity to be sarcastic for Seven Nights, and after he became a prisoner, he intensified even more, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances.
Qiye didn't speak, but he looked at Jianchen with pity in his eyes.
"You're looking for death!" Now that the old man is outside, resisting the monsters that are pouring out like a tide, those Sword Saint Sect monks under his command have no time to care, Jian Chen wants to make a few ruthless moves, only the sword on the other side can stop it.
Jian Chen glanced at Jian Mantian, she didn't seem to have any intention of stopping herself. So, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and wanted to hit Nanaya in the face.
Jian Chen's hand swung halfway through, and was firmly grasped by the other hand, a cold that pierced to the bone.
The old man was the first to notice that the abnormal aura in the defensive array behind him, the familiar aura, belonged to the Demon Lord Qiye who was suppressed by them!
"You! you!" Jian Chen never thought that a prisoner of the seven nights would be able to break free from the shackles and break the seal in his body?
"This is impossible, the seal on your body is a unique technique of my Sword Saint Sect, if you don't know how to unlock it, it is impossible to unlock the seal!"
"That's what I said, where you're stupid. When a person who is stronger than you appears in front of you and is still murderous, what you should do is self-preservation, not say something, irrelevant nonsense. ”
Qiye sneered, his sudden sneak attack, Jian Chen couldn't react at all, and he never thought of reacting.
Jianchen was still struggling with how Qiye broke the seal, and Qiye had already instilled all the cold tide true qi into Jianchen's body.
"Little beast, dare!" The old man put aside the monster behind him, and he escaped from the sky as soon as he realized that something was wrong, but it was still too late.
On the side, Jian Mantian wrapped his hands around, neither meaning to stop Qiye nor helping Jianchen, so he passed by Qiye who turned around and fled.
Jian Chen's hand was restrained, and his whole body was frozen stiff by the sudden cold wave true qi, and he couldn't even operate his true qi.
It has only been three years since the battle of Xiao Penglai, and it turns out that the gap between them has reached such a large level.
"Hug your young master's thighs, I hope your choice is correct, haha. "Seven nights are also a fairyland, now there are no six ways to bind their legs, and there is no mountain shadow above the head to seal it, the sea and the sky are naturally free to advance and retreat.
Dropping this sentence, he took a deep look at Jian Mantian, and the whole person turned into a ray of light, flying towards the mountain peak in the distance, and the old man couldn't catch up.
The Creation Immortal Rope has long been held in his hand, but the distance from Qiye is getting farther and farther away, and Qiye, who is on guard, will definitely not give him a second chance to catch with a single blow.
Giving up this excellent opportunity to correct his name, the old man hurriedly walked to Jianchen's side and helped him up.
"Young master, you're fine, are you okay!"
"Yes...... Bing, Bing ,......" Jianchen struggled to speak, his entire face was bruised from the cold, and he couldn't speak very well.
The old man frowned, he probed his true qi into Jian Chen's body, and his face changed drastically.
Scrapped, Jianchen scrapped.
The meridians in his body were in chaos, all of them were frozen by the invading cold wave true qi, and except for the ice slag and ice chips, there was no half of the true qi. This great disciple of the Sword Saint Sect, the first young immortal of the righteous path, was actually abolished like this!
The old man was angry, and he bet on Jianchen, because Jianchen three years ago still had a little shadow of Jianchen sealing snow.
However, when he came back from Penglai, his whole heart changed greatly.
If that's the case, it's fine, I didn't expect that this time, the foolproof arrest of Qiye would destroy Jianchen's meridians and become a waste.
Not just Qiye, not only him, all the people involved in this operation are about to face the monstrous anger of the Sword Saint Sect Sect Leader Jian Fengxue.
"Do you know what you've done!Sword Mantian, what crime should you be guilty of!" The old man stared at Jian Mantian with tears in his eyes, he scolded loudly, and directly called out Jian Mantian's name.
The reason why I didn't have any worries about going to the front to clean up was because it was impossible for the situation to happen during the seven nights.
Just like Jianchen said, the seal on Qiye's body is unique to the Sword Saint Sect, and no one can escape except for those who know the correct way to unlock it.
There were only two people by Qiye's side just now, Jian Mantian and Jian Chen, why did Qiye regain his free body, the reason is self-evident, it was Jian Mantian!
Jianchen is abolished, only one of the two major factions remains, and Jian Mantian becomes the final winner, which is the reason why she chose to help Qiye get out of trouble, and she borrowed a knife to kill people again.
This time, in order to get out, Qiye was willing to be a knife.
"Elder Creation, pay attention to your words, I will clarify the truth in front of my father, you have not been careful to protect your young master, and you still intend to slander me?"
Jian Mantian sneered, and she looked up at the sky where Seven Nights had flown away, cloudless and exceptionally clear.