Volume 4 Chapter 128 The Bronze Lion

The old man's voice sounded behind Shui Sheng, hurried and fast, but in the South China language, Shui Sheng could still hear it clearly.

Shui Sheng smiled faintly, put away the true qi stirring in his body, turned around, and looked at an old man with a gray beard in the distance.

In fact, Shui Sheng had already discovered the difference of this old man, but judging from the spiritual pressure displayed on his body, it seemed that he was only an existence equivalent to the late stage of Jindan, and this old man, like other monks, knelt on the ground respectfully, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

Seeing the smile on Shui Sheng's face, the nervous old man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, hurriedly stood up from the ground, and saluted Shui Sheng from afar, and then looked at a place, his lips moved slightly, as if he was transmitting a voice to someone.

Even if the old man didn't open his mouth to stop him, Shui Sheng had no intention of continuing to pursue the bronze armored man, after all, Shui Sheng didn't have the intention of killing the other party, and he didn't know anything about the way of earth escape.

After arriving at the Shura Secret Realm, the speed of the aquatic spell casting was three or four times slower, otherwise, the distance of less than twenty zhang, with this man's early Yuan Infant supernatural power, it was impossible to dodge the aquatic fist shadow at all, if it was hit by the fist shadow, even if the battle armor on this person's body was strong and the body was strong, I was afraid that he would suffer a big loss.

Dozens of feet away, there was a sound of "boom", dust was flying, rubble was flying, and there was a deep pit on the ground, and the man's figure jumped out of the pit, looking embarrassed, and his face was full of anger and anger.

If you look closely, this person is two feet tall, with arms above the knees. The hands are big and the feet are big, and the head is the size of a bucket. It was more than twice the size of a normal Shura man, with unkempt red curls. His dark face was covered with a dense beard, a nose and a wide mouth, and his exposed hands and feet were also covered with long red hairs several inches long.

If this person was not dressed in bronze armor and walked upright, he looked like a red-haired lion, or a mastiff, but a pair of pupils were shining, and when he saw the aquatic life looking at him from afar, he was not convinced. There was a fierce light in his eyes.

With a roar, his arms shook, a cloud of earthy yellow light and shadow rushed out of his body, and he strode towards Shui Sheng, the light and shadow in his left and right hands flickered, and at the same time, there was an extra magic weapon, and in his right hand, he held a black stick more than a foot long, and the front end of the stick was as thick as the mouth of a bowl. At the back end, there is only a child's arm, but there is an extra earthy yellow shield in the left hand, and on the big shield, a tiger head phantom protrudes. Lifelike, fangs bared, as if ready to pounce on the shield at any moment.

The strength of the spiritual pressure shown from these two magic weapons. At least it's the top level magic weapon.

As the man's footsteps moved, the black stone ground trembled slightly.

On the armor on the man's chest. The hole that was knocked out by the aquatic life with the shadow of his fist actually recovered on its own. As intact as ever, it seems that this suit of armor also has the magical ability to repair itself.

The surrounding Shura monks lying on the ground, seeing the man's appearance clearly, there was a commotion, and then seeing the man walking towards Shui Sheng step by step with full vigilance, as if he was accumulating strength, wanting to continue to fight with Shui Sheng, they all got up, retreated into the distance, and got out of the way, but the twelve golden armor guards were all discolored, secretly complaining.

The expression on Shui Sheng's face became relaxed, and he even slowly put away the true qi in his body, secretly laughing in his heart, since this person is good at the way of earth escape, if he really wants to fight to the death with himself, why rush out from under the ground?

It is the right way to directly attack the enemy's shortcomings with his strengths, so contrived, but it seems that he wants to find a step down in front of his subordinates, otherwise, if he starts to do it, it will only harm the pond fish!

Sure enough, the gray-haired old man had already shouted: "Senior brother must not be rude, don't you dare to meet the two seniors soon?"

As the old man spoke, he strode over from a distance.

The young man who had been following the old man wanted to stand up and follow, but he didn't know what Lu Dao remembered, hesitated for a moment, and didn't dare after all.

The golden armor guard surnamed Li had a complicated expression, hesitated, raised his head boldly, glanced at Dieyi, and saw that Dieyi's eyes were staring at the tall copper-armored man with interest, and he didn't notice himself, so he stood up and saluted the copper-armored man from a distance, muttering something in the Shura language.

The man's footsteps suddenly slowed down a little, his chest rose and fell, and a pair of round angry eyes looked up and down at the aquatic life.

Although this person has a fierce appearance, he is only an ordinary early Yuan Infant monk, unless he has a treasure that is more powerful than the magic weapon in his hand, or can inspire some prohibition, otherwise, he will not pose any threat to the aquatic life.

"Maybe" is the explanation of the golden armor guard surnamed Li, "maybe" is the old man with gray hair who mediated from it, the bronze armor man finally stopped, snorted a few times, slowly put away the two magic weapons in his hand, slowly moved his gaze away from the aquatic body, and landed on the body of Dieyi more than ten zhang away.

Fang Yi saw Dieyi's face clearly, the man's ugly face suddenly changed his expression, and his mouth slowly opened wide, and then, squinting his eyes, staring at Dieyi up and down, he didn't know whether the Dao was true or false, as if his eyes were not good, and it was only now that he discovered Dieyi's stunning beauty.

waved his big hand like a bear's paw to stop the old man surnamed Li's words, and then, he looked at the old man who came from a distance, nodded, turned around and walked in the direction where Dieyi was, bowed his hand from afar, and said in a loud voice: "The subordinate bronze lion, I have seen the fairy, dare to ask the fairy is from the upper realm?"

The voice spread far away like thunder, but there was no trace of anger, but a little more peace and deference.

In this short period of time, this person's attitude has changed one hundred and eighty degrees, the fierce color on his face has disappeared, his eyes have become docile, and for a while, his face looks extremely honest and honest.

The words spoken in his mouth have also become the language of Nanhuazhou, and it is obvious that the Jinjia Guard surnamed Li has already reminded him.

Seeing this person's completely different attitude, Dieyi sneered, and was suddenly surprised, but she was quickly thinking about how to answer the other party in her heart.

At this moment, the sound of the aquatic life sounded softly in Dieyi's ears.

Dieyi's heart suddenly settled, looked at the bronze lion, and then at the old man with gray hair, coughed lightly, made a pretty face, and said in a big way: "This fairy is naturally from the upper realm, and originally wanted to take a trip to the inner city of this Black Rock City to see what you descendants of the Shura clan who have fallen into a desperate situation have become now, and there is no cure, but I didn't expect ......."

The cold voice echoed in the ears of every monk, and halfway through the words, it stopped abruptly, but the meaning of the words could not be more obvious, blaming the bronze lion for blocking him.

Then, he stretched out a slender jade hand, pointed at the Shura monk lying on the ground, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, everyone get up, this fairy is tired and needs to find a place to rest!"

Hearing that Dieyi really came from the upper realm, the bronze lion felt a burst of ecstasy, as for Dieyi's reproach, he accepted it all, and did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, but respectfully bowed to Dieyi again.

Then, he turned around and faced the monks lying in the city, his face sank, and he said in a loud voice: "The goddess has come to my Black Rock City, maybe it won't be long before we can leave this ghost place where the light of day is gone, okay, the goddess has come from afar, and needs to rest in the inner city for a while, everyone will bow three times and disperse!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a buzzing whisper among the monks, and one by one they were happy and colorful, and they were busy kowtowing their heads at Dieyi, and then they all stood up, not daring to stop at the city gate for a moment, and walked towards the way they came.

Even if some of the monks with low mana power couldn't understand Nanhuazhou's language, seeing the movements of the people around them, they also understood what was going on, and they followed suit and left quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings of the city gate became empty again, but the twelve golden-armored guards did not dare to leave, but stood behind the bronze lion one by one, looking at Shui Sheng and Dieyi with respectful expressions, as if waiting for Dieyi to give orders.

The old man with a stiff figure looked at Shui Sheng and Dieyi with a complicated expression, and then looked at the bronze lion, stopped, and then, after everyone turned to leave, before leaving, his lips squirmed slightly again, and he said something to the bronze lion.

Hearing the transmission, the bronze lion brushed the ground and turned his gaze to Shui Sheng, with a strange expression on his face, surprised and happy, as if Shui Sheng was a treasure, looking up and down, Fang Cai's anger had already been thrown out of the Nine Nights Cloud, and he respectfully bowed to Shui Sheng, and asked, "Dare to ask what this Taoist friend is called?"

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has long forgotten that Fang is still fighting with Shui Sheng.

This chapter is over, to be continued, I wish you a happy reading! (To be continued......)

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