Invasion of the martial arts world

Chapter 534
The skinny man is called the Yellow Wind Monster, but because his name is Huang Feng, and his strange skills can stir up the wind and sand on the ground to injure the enemy, making him invincible for thousands of miles around.

But masters naturally know a lot about masters, and Xiong Wei's martial arts are also ranked among the top on the westbound road, so his words are naturally highly credible, not to mention that although Chen Mo's affairs were suppressed by Buddhist officials and there was no publicity, the masters around him in the First World War Not many, many of the people who watched the battle secretly were spies of masters on this path.

Huang Feng nodded and said:
"I also have to contact a few brothers who have nothing to do with Buddhism and Taoism. If Tianting Mountain and Buddhism really want to attack us, they will always find new opportunities if they get rid of this trouble. I am even worried that they will attack us. We have to defeat each of them, so we must contact more people, and once we find out about the changes in Tianting Mountain, we will join forces to fight against it."

"Well, I'll go with you. I heard that some casual martial arts practitioners in Thorn Ridge are not bad. We can contact them. The seven sisters of Pansidong are also very skilled in martial arts. If we can invite their senior brothers together, we can contact all the people along the way. As casual cultivators, we can probably gather [-] people to compete against Heaven and Buddhism." Xiong Wei nodded and said.

Huang Feng explained that the subordinates in the mountain were not allowed to go out of the mountain, so he and Xiong Wei quickly searched for various experts along the westbound road. They chose to give up anyone who was not familiar with it or who might be secretly colluding with Western religion and Tianting Mountain, so as not to disrupt Chen Mo's plan.

The three of them passed through Huangfengling safely, Chen Mo knew that it was Xiong Wei who opened the way for him, so that he didn't need to explain one by one, killing what should be killed and what should be kept, this is more safe.

After [-] li of Huangfengling, if Chen Mo and Ao Lie would have had a cup of tea at most, they would take an ordinary monk with them, and the three of them walked out of the mountains from summer to autumn.

However, a few days later, a wide and turbulent river blocked in front of them. The three of them walked along the river for dozens of miles, and suddenly a huge stone monument stood beside the river.

"Eight hundred quicksands, three thousand weak water depths, goose feathers can't float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom. What should I do? What should I do?"

Tang Seng looked at the inscription and muttered, his face was full of confusion, but Chen Mo motioned to Ao Lie, but he laughed and said:
"Let me look in the sky, is there a big river eight hundred miles wide?"

Ao Lie drew out a long sword to protect Tang Seng, Chen Mo nodded slightly, then shot into the sky and disappeared.
Tang Seng looked sadly at the sky where Chen Mo disappeared and said:
"If I had this ability, I wouldn't have suffered so much along the way."

"Master, Avalokitesvara asked you to seek the scriptures, that is to let you feel the pain of seeking the scriptures, so that you will cherish them, but the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures can really save people? I have heard in the West Sea Dragon Palace that mortals lose their souls when they die. If they are separated, the heaven and earth have their own home, and if the rules of the heaven and earth are forcibly reversed, that person's spirit will become more and more stupid.

If the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures make people reincarnate after death, it is a violation of heaven and earth, won't they be punished? Ao Lie asked, looking at Liushahe from the corner of his eyes.

"How did I know that my teacher has been a monk since he was a child, and all he has learned is scriptures. Whether he can be saved or not only requires a kind heart. If it violates the rules of heaven and earth, I don't think Western leaders would dare, right?" Tang Monk shook his head and said.

"boom"

While the master and apprentice were chatting, a figure with red hair and blue face in a goose-yellow robe holding a crescent shovel appeared from the
He rushed out of the Quicksand River. This man was tall and there were nine skulls under his neck. He looked very ferocious and ferocious.

"coming."

Ao Lie muttered to himself, and stretched out his hand to push Tang Seng behind the stone tablet. With the sword formula, ten sword qi bent and pierced the strange man from all directions.

In addition to learning the dragon sword technique of the Dragon Clan, Ao Lie also learned the fourth level of the Dugu Nine Swords Sword Intent from Chen Mo. The ten sword qi arrived at the strange man in the blink of an eye. He blocked it with a shovel and twitched wildly.

Ao Lie has a nimble figure, while the strange man is powerful and fierce. The two of them attacked back and forth on the river beach. For a while, the sword qi radiated all over the river beach to create ravines. .

Ao Lie intentionally hit back while retreating, and after he had left the river beach for hundreds of feet, he let out a scream, and the sword in his hand drew out an extremely strong sword energy and stabbed at the strange man.

Seeing Ao Lie's unique move, the crescent shovel in the weird man's hand turned in the palm of his hand, and with one arm he slashed a beam of crescent light several feet in size, which collided with the sword energy.

"Boom."

The two of them retreated a few steps due to the impact of the explosion, but Ao Lie smiled strangely. The strange man felt a terrifying murderous intent coming from above his head. He hurriedly shoveled the crescent moon up, and a huge black stick with the thickness of an embrace hit his crescent moon. Shovel on.

"Pfft."

Just like beating tofu with an iron rod, the iron rod of hundreds of millions of catties directly hit the strange man with a crescent shovel to the ground more than ten feet from the sky. There was no sound of the strange man's scum, he grabbed the bent crescent shovel and threw it into the Wujie gate with one move, then looked at Ao Lie and nodded.

Unknown to the meat dregs in the pit, Chen Mo had long thought of killing him, because this person was the one who played the most role on the westward journey, Sha Wu Jingsha and monk Drifting.

Don't look at the Drifting Monk on the westbound road as honest and honest, but who remembers that he ate the body of the ninth monk who was seized by the golden cicada here, and even the travelers passing by along the way were not a few travelers who were eaten by him.

This man-eating murderer became loyal as soon as he became a monk. Chen Mo never believed that it was so miraculous. The only thing is that the higher authorities asked him to do so.

Now that Monk Sha was killed, only Tang Monk modified by Chen Mo remained in the normal westbound team. Seeing Monk Sand who had become a piece of meat, Chen Mo and Ao Lie looked at each other and laughed.

Tang Seng at the side saw Chen Mo coming back, glanced at the residue in the eye pit, and muttered:

"Amitabha, who is this murderer? He actually used nine skeletons as a necklace. Kill him, kill him, Amitabha."

Chen Mo nodded and said:

"This person has long been possessed while hiding in the water. Otherwise, he would never eat people. It's better to kill him earlier. I guess there is no other danger here except cannibalism. Let's talk about finding a way to go there."

After killing Monk Drifting, the spies from Tianting Mountain and Lingshan who were watching around were speechless. They all knew that Monk Drifting was a helper arranged by Tianting Mountain to follow Tang Seng. Rescue others.

Chen Mo didn't care about the hidden people around him, he got on his horse and was about to find a way to cross the river. At this moment, a hurried figure fell from mid-air, and when he saw the pieces of meat in the pit and the nine skulls rolling down beside him, he shouted loudly. cried:
"It's a little late, alas."

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