Chapter 162: The Gate of Gossip

"Physical cultivation!"

This surprising sentence came not only from Hei Xiucai's mouth.

On the periphery of Xizhu Peak, many spectators also shouted at the same time, because at this time, an extremely strong and tall figure appeared on the fighting field.

Facing the powerful roulette wheel that fell from the sky, he directly swung his fist and smashed it into the sky, a strong collision, accompanied by a huge fluctuation of divine thoughts. The fluctuations centered on the entire West Bamboo Peak and spread out in all directions.

The monks who were watching the battle around, those who were shallow in cultivation, were directly injured by this strong fluctuation, and even shocked to death.

The golden-clothed figure did not stop because of this, he slammed into the sky with punches and punches, and the powerful roulette wheel was suspended in the air and could not fall again.

This huge roulette wheel was transformed by the Three Doors and Six Desires Divine Drum, and the Six Desires Divine Drum originally resonated, and the huge fist of the fierce monk smashed up, and the sound was deafening, and the entire battlefield was greatly affected.

Also appearing at the same time as the fierce monk was a powerful golden-clothed monk, who appeared and directly sacrificed the "Heavenly Ice Artifact", and the huge icicle blasted towards Hei Xiucai and Wu Bing at the same time.

And taking this opportunity, Mo Yan sacrificed the "Ruyi Talisman Stick" again, this mid-grade peak talisman has been completely understood by Mo Yan, and the powerful, golden talisman rod slashed through the air with a dazzling light and smashed directly towards Hei Xiucai.

The sudden addition of free men changed the situation on the field suddenly, and the Golden-clad Friars camp suddenly gained a significant upper hand.

The free men of the golden-clothed team, Wang Er Mazi and Wang Ming, were both the leaders of the adventurer team, and their own cultivation was quite profound. He is especially good at cleaning up this stalemate situation.

Wang Er Mazi's strong physical ability directly resisted a high-grade talisman soldier. He didn't just resist Fu Bing, but directly interfered with Hei Xiucai's divine thoughts.

Hei Xiucai's mind was disturbed, and he faced the fierce attacks of Wang Ming and Mo Yan at the same time, even if he was beaten with iron, he couldn't bear it. In a panic, he sacrificed his personal talisman "Flying Armor".

How could the mere flying armor resist the joint blow of the two.

This blow was strong, Hei Xiucai suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole person was smashed directly from the bottom of Xizhu Peak to the halfway point of Xizhu Peak.

The four square towers that had been standing halfway up the Xizhu Peak suddenly shot out a silky red line, directly enveloping Hei Xiucai, ignoring his terrible screams, directly opening the mouth of the tower and swallowing it.

"Hei Xiu was swallowed!"

The spectators exclaimed, and immediately after, someone in the Golden-clothed Monks' camp shouted: "Hei Xiucai is dead, surrender and don't kill ......"

The shouting was very loud, the deterrent power was amazing, and many monks of the Black Mountain clan fell to the ground as soon as their legs were weak, and the golden-clothed monks were also very simple, and in response to this situation, they directly stepped forward to stop it, and then threw it halfway up the hill.

Halfway up the hillside, four pagodas swallow it up like a bottomless pit.

The victory or defeat of the battlefield was tilted in an instant, the Black Mountain team was defeated like a mountain, Wu Bing led the remnants of the two squads to fight their way out of the encirclement, and did not care about the life or death of the people behind, and fled directly.

One of the two chieftains was killed, the other fled, and the will of the Montenegrin team finally collapsed.

There were deserters all over the field, and the Black Mountain team was quickly dismembered by the remaining Goldenegrins, and then captured one by one, and the battlefield was about to end at this moment...... It's over!

Is that the end of it?

At this time, the surrounding spectators had reached an astonishing level, and it was possible that the monks of the entire Qingyang Town had come to watch the battle.

Everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing.

The most powerful force in Qingyang Town, the Black Mountain team with two hundred monks, was surprisingly wiped out like this.

Counting these golden-clothed teams of Xizhu Peak, there are only thirty or forty people in total. It was simply unimaginable that a team of thirty or forty Native Rune Realm monks would destroy another team of Native Rune Realm monks who were five times their own.

But today's battle was witnessed by everyone.

The weirdness and strength of the Xizhu Peak Mountain Protection Array impressed everyone.

The most impressive thing is the precision and finesse of the tactics of the Golden Team, and the generals of the Golden Team have taken into account almost every subtle detail of the battle between the two sides.

In particular, the entry of the last two free men is simply a stroke of genius.

That sense of abruptness on the battlefield far exceeded the actual combat power of the two. Such a general's command idea does reflect the opponent's general's extremely high battle formation cultivation.

Everyone in the gold-clad team participated in this battle, and although they lost more than half of the losses, they defeated an enemy five times their size, and such a strength made the whole scene fall into a shocking silence.

Mo Yan's face was still as heavy as water, and he waved the battle flag vigorously.

The entire team cleaned up the battlefield at a very fast speed under his command, all the dead and alive on the battlefield were effectively dealt with, and all the mess of Xizhu Peak from the foot of the mountain to the halfway point of the mountain was being restored in an orderly manner.

And at this moment, the figures on the periphery of Xizhu Peak flickered, and the monks of various colors of magic robes kept moving closer to Xizhu Peak...... All kinds of divine thoughts and breaths were intertwined in the void, and the green tent that had been behind also rushed to the front desk at this time, quickly approaching the Xizhu Peak area.

"Fellow Daoists of Xizhu Peak, today is a battle, and you are famous in the entire Luzhai Mountain. We, the Devil's Team, are here to congratulate you!" In the void, a monk in a navy blue robe bowed his hand, and the figure behind him flickered, and at first glance, there were dozens of monks in full gear.

"Our brothers of the Nine Vultures have also congratulated Daoyou!" In the void on the other side, an old man with a hooked nose also surrendered his hand to the position where Mo Yan stood, he was extremely tall, standing in the air, and extremely powerful.

Behind him, there are also many faint Zhuozhuo people.

"Devil, Nine Vultures, the other two major forces in Qingyang Town have appeared, and they may be more than just congratulations when they appear at this time, right?"

"Needless to say, Xizhufeng and Montenegro fought hard just now, and more than half of the casualties were lost, and this was the time to rob the fire. Another monk said, "Look, the Green Camp is here too!"

In the middle of the camp of the devil and the nine vultures, a green tent was particularly eye-catching.

The green camp opened, and an elegant and gentle monk walked out, he stood in the void, and said to Mo Yan with a smile on his face:

"Daoyou, we meet again! When we say that we joined forces to fight against the feat of the Phoenix people is like yesterday, how heart-wrenching it is! Today, I see Daoyou leading his brothers to fight a classic ambush battle, which is really a blessing for the eyes.

Ding San is here to ask Daoyou, what is the name of Daoyou?"

Ding San!

Ding San appeared, and he immediately became the focus of everyone.

The green camp is also a newly rising force in Qingyang Town, and Ding San is also a very mysterious existence in the hearts of Qingyang monks, and many people only hear his name and don't see him.

Ding San appeared today, but he was such an elegant person, which surprised many people.

In addition to the Black Mountain team, several other powerful forces in Qingyang Town have all arrived, and the three forces have come forward to surround Xizhu Peak in three ways, this is a robbery while the fire is burning!

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly tense, and even fools could see the delicate situation now.

Just experienced a big battle, Xizhu Peak's strength has suffered a great loss, at this moment, in the face of the siege of the three forces, can they gain a foothold?

There are many monks who secretly say that Xizhu Peak is not worthy, and it is completely remarkable that this group of monks can defeat Montenegro today, which is enough for them to make a name for themselves in the entire Qingyang Town, and then quickly gain a foothold in Luzhai Mountain.

It's a pity that today's movement is too big and alarms other forces.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and in the case of losing both, there will naturally be people who will reap the profits.

The treasure of two hundred monks, this is simply an astronomical amount, such a huge wealth, who can not be tempted?

What monks need to cultivate is resources and treasures, and cultivating talismans is a money-burning job, and the more money, the better, this is an absolutely unchanging law.

Therefore, people die for money, which is also the law of mainland iron.

At this time, there were thousands of monks watching the battle on the periphery of Xizhu Peak, and at this moment, everyone's eyes were on one person, and that person was Mo Yan.

At this time, Mo Yan was no longer standing on the white jade platform, but standing in the air halfway up the mountain, his expression was indifferent, and he turned a blind eye to the strong enemies around him.

The flag in his hand waved, and he waved it!

Several sounds, a total of eight directions at the foot of Xizhufeng suddenly burst, and the burst was filled with smoke and hazy!

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the hazy smoke dispersed in the wind, faintly, and others could see a dark portal in the smoke.

The portal is deep, hollow and dark, and mysterious runes can be seen.

There are eight directions, each with such a portal, and the color of the portal has subtle differences, and it is only by careful comparison that you can distinguish its various different directions.

The square road is different, and I faintly feel that the various portals are constantly flowing and changing, which is dazzling, I don't know if the portal is moving, or just the color is changing...... "The Gate of Gossip!"

The third ...... of the mountain protection array Many people in the crowd were dumbfounded, looking at this mysterious portal, and then immediately thinking of the power of the Tower of the Four Elephants and the Monument of Liangyi on the top of the mountain just now, many people subconsciously felt a little frightened in their hearts.

The eight portals appeared, Mo Yan waved the flag, and all the golden-clothed monks retreated to the mountain.

The team retreated in an orderly manner, completely according to the established law, without the slightest flaw.

What's even more peculiar is that the team retreated to the mountainside, and the four towers, which were originally confused and blurred, suddenly flourished and completely returned to their previous appearance.

Continuing to ascend, the golden-clad team finally stood on the top of the mountain.

The flames at the top of the mountain quickly dissolved, and the two fiery red stone tablets returned to their original appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye, shining brightly, and the mysterious runes were engraved on them.

The golden-clothed team walked to the middle of the two stone monuments and stood still, arranged in a strange formation, Mo Yan and the fat and thin two monks, a total of three people, stood in the sky above the middle of the stone monuments, and at this time, they cast their eyes on the crowd around them......

(To be continued)