The one hundred and thirty-sixth pitted himself
The monk who spoke up immediately shut up, but unfortunately it was too late.
"The Purple Striped Golden Stone belongs to my God King's Palace!"
"It's from my Qingxu Sect, whoever dares to move me to kill whom!"
More than five hundred monks immediately rushed madly, all wanting to get the purple gold stone first, and a chaotic battle broke out immediately.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sanzang escaped into the void, and then appeared on Duan Mo's shoulder, turning into a small Tibetan mastiff the size of a dog, and everything went smoothly.
"Sanzang, you also go back to the Demon Domain, the soul devouring rope you snatched is what a yellow-faced woman. ”
It won't be long before those few detached ancestors will arrive, but Sanzang has something that the yellow-faced woman fancies, so in order to avoid accidents, he has to send Sanzang away and let him go back to the Demon Domain to hide.
"Brother Duan Mo, be careful yourself. ”
"Don't worry. ”
Duan Mo smiled and watched Sanzang leave, now he was the only one left, and he wouldn't care about doing anything.
Shifting his gaze to the battlefield, Duan Mo found that the melee was more intense at this time, more than five hundred monks were red-eyed for a piece of purple veined gold stone, all of them were red-eyed, regardless of whether it was a hostile force or a friendship force, whoever snatched the purple veined gold stone, Lao Tzu would kill whomever it was, and in the blink of an eye, a large number of casualties were killed, and monks from all directions quickly arrived and joined the battle.
All of a sudden, the melee of 500 people skyrocketed to more than 1,000 people, at first it was because of a purple gold stone, but now it is a battle between sects, what is the reason for it, no one can say, anyway, whoever kills their own disciples, the disciples of their gang will kill whomever they see.
The melee of more than a thousand monks was huge, with the royal family of the Moon Worship Country, the Qingxu Gate, the Divine King Palace, the Shang Alliance, the Purple Mansion Cave Heaven, the Heavenly Poison Sect, and so on, and seven or eight forces were fighting together.
"This is how a bloody case caused by steamed buns came about. ”
Duan Mo had a dog's tail grass in his mouth, he didn't feel guilty at all, and his little face was smiling, admiring this kind of big battle.
People die for money, birds die for food!
When embarking on this path of cultivation, if you want to be unwilling to be ordinary in this world where there are many talents like dogs, and if you want to become a strong person, you must have resources to cultivate, and the battle is unavoidable.
Only by going against the current, tasting all the conditions of the world, the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and exercising an indestructible strong heart, can we gain a foothold in this world!
After straightening his clothes, Duan Mo was about to blend into the crowd to get some oil and water, so many monks had died here, most of them had space rings, how could he miss this benefit, but he was about to start, but someone was one step ahead of him.
Which is a chubby young monk, born with kind eyebrows, his eyes are extremely bright, his bald head is shiny and reflective, the young monk walks between the corpses, the speed of picking the space ring is extremely fast, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth are still chanting.
"Evil, evil!"
The young monk put on his robe, raised his right palm, and recited a sentence of Amitabha, but his left hand was not idle, kicked away a corpse, and picked up the spatial ring that was pressed underneath.
"Aren't the monks motivated by compassion?"
Duan Mo watched from the side, although this young monk was born with kind eyebrows, but his style did not look like a monk, it didn't matter if he didn't persuade him to fight, he also kicked the corpse of the dead, and when a monk was like this, he was considered a talent.
In particular, what did he mean by the phrase "creating evil"? Was it because he didn't think enough people were dead?
Duan Mo felt that this young monk was thinking like this.
"Waste, waste, frugality is merit, waste is shameful, and accumulating good and virtue is the feeling of a monk. ”
Picking up the robe and kicking away a corpse that was blocking the way, the young monk scraped the ring on the corpse next to him, and continued to wander through the crowd again, shouting and killing in front of him.
"Is that also called doing good?"
Duan Mo was really dumbfounded when he encountered this strange monk, what he said in his mouth was different from his actions, what kind of disciple came out of the broken temple.
"Having a Buddha in your heart and doing good deeds is the mantle!" the monk smiled when he heard the prestige.
Duan Mo immediately shut up and didn't say more, he didn't expect this young monk's ears to be so sensitive, he muttered, and the other party could hear it.
At this moment, his demon soul was in another tunnel ten miles away, and saw several figures exuding monstrous power, sweeping across the air, as fast as lightning and light, and in just half a breath, they appeared in the melee area.
"Stop it all. ”
These people are a few of the ancestors of the major forces, and they don't know where they went to hunt for treasures, and at this moment they all ran back in embarrassment, looking very unhappy, it seems that they didn't get any good treasures, and at this moment, they looked at the corpses all over the ground, and the anger on their faces was even stronger.
At this moment, it was Long Zu who spoke, and he shouted loudly, and the sound waves swept like waves, covering the world overwhelmingly, and the chaotic battle immediately stopped.
"It's finally here. ”
Duan Mo sneered in his heart, and the show was about to begin.
Long Zu stood in the void, his eyes shining, swept over the monks, and suddenly poked out into the arms of the middle-aged monk below with one hand, and a fist-sized purple veined gold stone grabbed him in his hand.
"Where does the Purple Jewel come from?"
They just heard the news that there was a purple gold stone mine in the tunnel in this area, so they came in a hurry.
"Report to the Ancestor, it's in that tunnel. ”
Long Zu took away the purple veined gold stone he obtained, and the middle-aged monk did not have any displeasure, on the contrary, Long Zu threw a look at him and asked, which immediately made him feel a great honor, and his eyes were full of excitement and pointed to the vein passage of the purple vein gold stone.
"But just now there was a Tibetan mastiff demon in the tunnel guarding it, but now it's gone. ”
The middle-aged monk did not hide it, and told everything he knew, including the fact that Sanzang got the iron rope that locked the ancient demon ape, and also told it truthfully.
"The iron rope was really obtained by a demon cultivator. ”
What the yellow-faced woman cared about the most was which iron rope locked the ancient demon ape, but she let a demon cultivator who didn't know where to come from rob it, and at this moment, when she heard the demon cultivator, she appeared in the vein passage of the purple vein of the golden stone.
What does this mean?
explained that the demon cultivator came to fight the purple veined gold stone again, and suddenly made the yellow-faced woman, who was originally a pockmarked face, full of murderous intent.
Whoosh!
When these ancestors heard this, their faces changed greatly, and their bodies quickly rushed towards the purple veined gold stone mine, they were worried that if it was too late, they would let that demon cultivator finish robbing the purple veined gold stone.
In their eyes, that demon cultivator has the supernatural power of escaping into the void, and it should be a strong person of the same level as them, but they already have five or six strong people, and even if the other party is strong, he can take it. If they knew that Sanzang was a demon king-level strength, I don't know if they would be so angry that they would vomit blood.
If they knew that the purple veins of gold and stone had been snatched away by Duan Mo by two-thirds, and they had set up a killing array waiting for them to drill into it, I wonder if they would be so angry that they would go to see the Emperor of the Underworld after spitting out this blood?
These old ancestors rushed into the tunnel, and Duan Mo's smile became even brighter.
Then all the monks swarmed up and rushed into the tunnel, Duan Mo mixed in the crowd and quickly drilled into it, but he suddenly felt that someone was staring at him from behind, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a fat young monk standing outside the tunnel, looking at him with a smile.
The brief contact between his gaze and the young monk in the air made Duan Mo feel shocked, and he had a feeling that his whole body was secretly being seen through by this young fat monk.
"What is the origin of this dead monk, it's best not to hurt me. ”
Duan Mo snorted coldly in his heart, retracted his gaze, and without delay, quickly rushed into the interior of the tunnel.
Ten zhang away in front of the tunnel, there were ten superimposed explosion arrays, Duan Mo stopped in the crowd, did not go any further, let the way out, let the monks running from the rear pass, this group of monks, most of them are people from the major forces, all of them are disciples of his enemy forces, it is best to be able to end it in a nest.
The explosion array and the killing array arranged in the tunnel all have hidden formations, and they have not yet been activated, and the monks can't feel it when they pass through the formation.
Even the Great Cultivators of the Mortal Sect couldn't detect anything when the formation didn't fluctuate in power, not to mention that all their minds were on the Purple Pattern Gold Stone Mine.
In just a few minutes, there were already more than 3,000 monks pouring into the tunnel, and the disciples of the four super forces were the main force, and there would be more than 2,000 people, and their ancestors had already reached the end of the tunnel at this moment, in the area of the Purple Pattern Gold Stone Mine.
"What about the Purple Striped Gold Stone Mine?"
Scanning around, the ghost brake wore a grimace, revealing doubts, and found that he didn't even see a single hair, so shouldn't he let the demon cultivate a nest?
Long Zu and the others also frowned.
"Here it is. ”
The yellow-faced woman, the detached ancestor, showed a cold light in her eyes, looked at the empty ground in front of her, seemed to see something, frowned and said: "There is a large array arranged here, and the purple veined gold stone mine is hidden in the formation, no, there are twenty killing formations and two explosion formations that activate the killing array." ”
"Huang Lao, you are a formation master, if you break it, it is. ”
Broken Sky said lightly.
The yellow-faced woman listened, but her brows furrowed even deeper, she turned her head to look at the tunnel when she came, and suddenly looked shocked, and hurriedly said: "No, let's go, we have been tricked, there are more than 20 explosion arrays in the tunnel passage, if it is detonated, my tunnel will collapse, and we will be flooded by spatial turbulence in an instant." ”
"What?"
All the ancestors also lost their faces, they didn't expect that the demon cultivator would arrange such a vicious array, they didn't have to think about it to know the consequences of being submerged by the void turbulence, and they couldn't take care of the purple veined gold stone mine anymore at this moment, so they all turned around and fled.
The little life is gone, and all treasures are floating clouds!
"Do you want to escape? It's too late. ”
Duan Mo saw the actions of several ancestors, and he suddenly silently smashed the palm immortal thunder that had been condensed long ago towards the explosion array, and at the same time, his body quickly teleported out of the tunnel.
Thundered!
Duan Mo's palm immortal thunder was the fuse, smashing into the explosion array, and suddenly there was a loud sound of the earth shaking the mountains, the criss-crossing tunnels collapsed instantly, the dust and smoke boiled, the space shattered, and the boulder and void turbulence swept into a super void turbulence storm, as if the end of the world was coming.
"That demon cultivator Tibetan mastiff, if the poison saint can survive, you will definitely die a good death!"
In the depths of the tunnel, it was the poison saint who roared, but his voice soon stopped abruptly, and the super void turbulence storm overwhelmed everything, and the thousands of monks in the tunnel, as fragile as ants, struggled and screamed in the super void turbulence, and their bones were lost in an instant.
"I'll you!"
Even Duan Mo, who was about to teleport to the entrance of the tunnel, was also swept up in the spatial turbulence, and he didn't even have the slightest chance to struggle, and was submerged by the spatial turbulence.
People are not as good as heaven, Duan Mo has pitted himself this time!
"People are not as good as heaven, and if you pull so many people to back your back, you can be regarded as a talent. ”
The young fat monk standing in the distance outside the tunnel, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, said the same thing, looking at the tunnels that collapsed and exploded everywhere, and the spatial turbulence covered the sky and the earth in a large area, he muttered a word of Amitabha Buddha again, and then fled away, and if he didn't leave, he would also be swept away by the super void turbulence storm.