The wooden chicken monk was slightly stunned, and then nodded and said: "The donor is right, such wicked people are indeed inferior to beasts, and when the beasts are full, I am afraid they will no longer eat, but these wicked people are insatiable, not only to seize the treasure, but also to kill!"

Shui Sheng didn't expect the monk's attitude to change so quickly, and all the words that had been brewing were rotten in his stomach.

The mana of the blue-robed old man was not inferior to Xuanye Dao and Shen Gongnan, but he was easily killed by the Muji monk without any suspense, and the Chixue old monster was also a monk in the early stage of the Yuanying Dynasty, with the help of the Muji monk, the aquatic life did not have to be afraid at all, but unfortunately he didn't know which direction he was chasing, thinking about it, he had to go towards Yuding Mountain.

The two chased after them for half an hour, but they still couldn't find the figure of the Chixue old monster and the disciples of the Yuding Sect, and Shui Sheng couldn't help but feel uneasy, if all the disciples were killed by the Chixue old monster, this time the escape Jihua would fail to reach home. Thinking about it carefully, if it weren't for his own proposal to escape from Langyuan City, the disciples would have been hiding in the Star Picking Tower and Kui Star Tower, maybe after the Red Snow Old Monster left Langyuan City, everyone could also leave safely.

Shui Sheng was blaming himself, but the Muji monk suddenly turned around with the Demon Slaying Zen Staff, and flew towards a low hilly area in front of him. Shui Sheng suddenly cheered up and was fully alert.

The corpses of more than 20 disciples of the Jade Ding Sect, like icemen, lay straight on the ground, without a trace of scars on their bodies, but they were too dead to die, and the ground was filled with a cold aura, and there were patches of crimson hexagonal ice crystals. There were no obvious traces of fighting, which showed that these Qi cultivation period disciples were all killed by a single blow without resistance.

Seeing the aquatic complexion. His eyes were straight, and his whole body trembled. A trace of unbearable color flashed in the eyes of the Muji monk, his palms were folded, and he pronounced a Buddha horn, saying: "Amitabha, donor's day mourns!"

The aquatic consciousness swept nearby, and with a single movement, he flew up and headed for a small hill three or four miles away.

Within a radius of thousands of zhang, there was a wreckage, and all the tall trees were broken. Some thick tree trunks were broken into piles of sawdust, and the ground was covered with deep pits of different sizes, one of which was a deep pit, lying quietly the corpse of a green-robed Taoist priest, with a large hole in his chest and abdomen, and his internal organs were missing, and the strange thing was that there was not a drop of blood stains on the ground, as if the blood and internal organs of the green-robed Taoist priest were devoured by some fierce beast.

The Taoist priest is tall. He had a face full of Chinese characters, a beard, a face like a blank piece of paper, and a pair of round eyes full of incredulity and fear. It's not Biyunzi, who is it? Nearby, there were a few broken magic weapons and a few snow-bright broken swords scattered.

"Master, let's go!We must not let this murderous demon continue to do evil!" Shui Sheng turned his head. He said coldly to the woodcock monk who was muttering scriptures and transcending the undead.

The tingling pain had already numbed the heart, and the emotions that were originally grieving and blaming themselves had calmed down. A faint black light slowly emerged from his face, looking hideous and gloomy. A chilling killing machine soared in his heart.

There are more than 20 corpses of Qi cultivation stage disciples here, but there is only one Jindan stage monk in Biyunzi, which means that there is also a Jindan stage monk who is being chased and killed by the Chixue old monster, and it is important to save people, this time, Shui Sheng didn't even have time to deal with the corpses of a group of disciples.

"Little Zamao, don't waste any more energy, obediently throw the people around you over, let me, a spirit beast, devour its golden pill essence blood while it is hot, and the old man can also let your soul escape, and you can enter the way of reincarnation." ”

The Red Snow Old Monster stood on the back of the Red Roar Beast with his back and said leisurely. Looking into Mingwei's gaze, it was like looking at a dead man. Between the two, a crimson ruler-length blade floated in the air.

On Mingwei's side, Lu Tinghe was lying on the ground with his body leaning, his white robe was stained black and red with blood, one right arm had disappeared, his eyes were closed, his face was blue and purple, and his breath was like a gossamer, looking no different from a mortal who was on the verge of death.

"Old fellow, let's dream of your Spring and Autumn Festival! Dao Ye will not let you succeed even if he turns to ashes, there is a kind of if you don't leave Langyuan City, my elders of the Jade Ding Sect will definitely take your dog's life personally!" Ming Wei raised the two intermediate talisman seals "Flame Talisman" that he was holding in both hands, and said in a humming voice.

The talisman flew up and lit a fire, as if it was about to be stimulated. The voice is not enough, at this moment, the mana is exhausted, and the two talismans in his hands are actually unable to sacrifice. If it weren't for the Chixue Old Monster's sudden nerves and wanting to let him sit down and the spirit beast devour his Jindan essence blood while Lu Yanhe was not dead, I'm afraid the two would have died long ago.

"Hahahaha!" a burst of arrogant and smug daxiao came out of the mouth of the old monster of Chixue.

"Revenge? Those old miscellaneous hairs are bent on becoming immortals, where are they willing to leave Yuding Mountain for half a step, how can they avenge the juniors such as you? Want to use two flame talismans to blackmail the old man, could it be that he has forgotten what kind of magical power the old man cultivated?"

A trace of cruelty flashed on the face of the old monster of Chixue, the voice fell, his right arm was raised, and a fist-sized red light cluster flew out of the sleeve of his robe, flying slowly towards Mingwei and the two, and in a moment, the light cluster had turned into a large red tripod with a diameter of several feet in the air, and the body of the ding was wrapped in a ball of flames, and the mouth of the tripod was facing downward, dripping and spinning and flying out of a cluster of red flames, covering Mingwei and Lu Tinghe in the flames.

As the flames flew out, the space around them slammed. The strange thing is that the flames that erupt from the ding are very different from ordinary flames, there is no trace of scorching heat, but instead exudes a cold aura.

Mingwei was like falling into an ice cave, his whole body instantly stiffened, unable to condense a trace of true qi, and the talisman seal in his hand could not be stimulated, and his heart was suddenly discouraged.

"Haha, junior, look...... Hey, there are still people who are not afraid of death rushing here, then okay, let the two of you live a little longer, and see how the old man sits down and the divine beast devours the essence and blood!" With the words, the old monster of Chixue turned his head to look at the sky in the distance, and his heart moved, and the crimson short blade that was originally suspended in the air flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

In the roar of the dragon, a dazzling golden light flew from the sky, the distance of thousands of zhang as if it did not exist, and flew in front of the old monster of Chixue in the blink of an eye, and with a loud bang, the golden light collided on the crimson Dading, the golden light collapsed, the fire soared into the sky, and the Dading was torn apart, turning into seven or eight pieces and flying towards the sky. Where Fang Cai Dading was located, there was an extra golden demon-subduing Zen wand more than two zhang long.

When the Great Ding was shattered, there was a cold area in a radius of nearly 100 zhang, as if it was a cold winter season, Mingwei and Lu Tinghe on the ground shivered one after another, and without the slightest power of resistance, they were frozen into two icemen.

The moment the big tripod shattered, the red snow old monster's face was abnormally red, his body trembled in the air, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Glancing at the demon-slaying Zen wand that came out of nowhere, he felt the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the Zen staff, and his heart suddenly cooled, and a trace of ominous thoughts arose.

Although the Red Snow Monster focused most of his energy on dealing with Mingwei and Lu Tinghe, his divine sense kept letting go and probing around. The fact that the other party was able to avoid his divine consciousness and easily appear nearby, urging such a powerful magic weapon shows that his mana is profound, and he is good at concealing his skills. Thinking of this, he didn't dare to be careless, and with a rush of mana, a red flame burst out of his body, forming a crimson body shield around his body in the blink of an eye.

With a shake of his right hand, a boxy silver seal-shaped magic weapon flew out of his sleeve and turned into the size of a skull in the blink of an eye. With a move in the air with his left hand, the crimson dagger that was deliberately hidden and intended to be used for the Yin Man turned around in the air and disappeared into his sleeve.

Without waiting for the Red Snow Old Monster to command, the Red Roar Beast had already instinctively sensed the unknown danger, and the wide flesh wings fanned hard, bringing a gust of wind to leave the place, and then, flapping its wings again, after a few times, a man and a beast were nearly a thousand feet away.

"Amitabha!" With a clear Buddha call, the wand jumped high and struck at the old monster of Chixue.

The wind howled, thousands of feet away, a white fog appeared out of thin air, and the fog dispersed, revealing a young monk in a gray hat and a black-clothed boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The dazzling white light flashed on the waists on both sides of the aquatic life, it was clear that it was blessed with an intermediate rune seal, and he whispered something to the Muji monk, and then flew towards Mingwei and Lu Tinghe, and with a raised left hand, a large slap rune seal that was also shining with white light flew out of his hand, buzzing and turning into several zhang in size, the white light flickered, the runes flew, and after falling on the top of Mingwei and the two of them, they sank sharply, and then burst out of a cloud of dazzling white light, enveloping the two of them.

At the same time, the aquatic figure was a few points faster than Fu Seal, and landed on Mingwei's side first. The white light that rushed out of the talisman dissipated in the air, and the figures of Shui Sheng, Mingwei, and Lu Tinghe had disappeared in place.

Shui Sheng understands that the battle between the Yuanying monks is enough to collapse and crack, and he doesn't dare to be careless, his mana is not enough, and he can't help the Muji monk, so it's still okay to save people. One Wind Talisman and two Shadow Talismans, Shui Sheng not only concealed the divine sense detection of the Chixue Old Monster in advance, but also took Mingwei and Lu Yanhe out of the dangerous situation in time.

"Amitabha, the donor has killed a lot of sins, and has fallen into the devil's path, it is better to turn back in time, cut off on his own, and re-enter reincarnation!" On a light white cloud, the slender figure of the Muji monk stood in the air, his palms folded, and his delicate face was full of sincerity.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)