What kind of bad thoughts can Tianlei have?

The singing was interrupted.

Taoist Rakshasa repeated his plan for later, and finally said to Du Shenglan: "Brothers do the fighting, you just stand still and watch the show."

Du Shenglan nodded, his main function was to show up, even if it was to kill him, Venerable Fan Hai would show up.

Daoist Feixue smiled and stuffed melon seeds over: "Look at the battle, eat melon seeds, and summarize the combat experience by the way."

At this time, Gu Yamu took out a food box from the storage ring and helped Du Shenglan put it away, and there were other pastries in it.

Du Shenglan's throat twitched: "Cakes won't be the same..."

"It's for you."

After getting off the flying boat, Daoist Feixue released nine monsters to protect Du Shenglan, and let him sit on the golden beast car.

"You just happily wait and see with the spirits."

Rakshamen paid a lot of money to invite two monks who are not afraid of death from Qiongyu Pavilion to be in charge of playing. Two monks, a man and a woman, summoned musical instruments and prepared them at all times.

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The Rakshasa Sect was approaching menacingly. When the Fan Sect received the news, there was only a moment of astonishment, and they immediately entered the state of preparation for battle.

Venerable Fan Hai was originally ordering a few of his personal disciples to search for Du Qingguang's whereabouts. Hearing that the flying boat was about to hit the door of his house, he sneered and said, "It's exactly what I want."

Bound by an oath, killing Du Shenglan is as important as finding Du Qingguang.

The disciples of the Brahma sect blindly worshiped Venerable Fan Hai, and their hearts boiled with fighting spirit.The big deal is that both sides will suffer. If this battle can make Lord Raksha fall and solve the serious troubles of his confidantes, even if he pays a big price, it will be worth it.

"Fan Hai." A deep voice came from a hundred miles away: "Are you going to be a turtle?"

The Brahma Gate is vast and boundless, and there are many people there. Venerable Fan Hai asked his disciples to go out to fight first, and then went into the dark room alone and took out a red long knife.

The knife has a demonic nature, and even Venerable Fan Hai can't control the hostility on it, and it is easy to be backlashed by a little carelessness.He stood still for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to grab it, and finally decided to take it just in case.

Two stone pillars the size of a palace shook, and streamers flew out from the pillars, turning into monsters guarding the gate.

"Roar--"

The monster roared up to the sky.

The sound trembled, and the blood vessels in the body were about to burst.

Du Shenglan's complexion was a little pale, and it fell into the eyes of many Brahma disciples on the opposite side, and she was suddenly convinced that she was still provocative with this strength. Could it be that he was struck in the head by lightning during the tribulation?

Gu Yamu stood in front of Du Shenglan and helped him block most of the sonic attacks.The bloodline is suppressed, and the deterrence brought by the roar of the beast is less.

Daoist Feixue made a gesture, and the nine-headed monster dragged Du Shenglan to a farther place. It adjusted the height specially so that Du Shenglan could have a better view to watch the battle.

"2000 meters away, the white-robed and white-browed man is Daoist Zhenzhen, the number one lackey of the Brahma Sect."

The nine monsters began to introduce one by one.

The Brahma disciples who practiced in the fairy world were urgently recalled. As for those who went to the lower world, they were all of low-level ability, and no one specially notified them.

Daoist Rakshasa felt the subtle fluctuations in the space, and punched down in a certain direction. The void oscillated, and a broken corpse fell out of the crack in the space. It was a Brahma cultivator who was teleporting.

The nine-headed monster immediately said: "The one who was beaten to death now is a True Monarch. We can see that his internal organs were shattered."

"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals."

The majestic words overwhelmed the voices of the nine-headed monsters, reverberating between heaven and earth, and the nervous Brahma disciples immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"The door master is here." The two leading monks flew to the side, and a figure appeared in the main seat in the next second. Venerable Fan Hai was surrounded by a tyrannical aura, which was condensed from daily training in the knife mound.

Today he did not hold back his coercion at all, not only Du Shenglan, but many Brahma disciples could not see Venerable Fan Hai's face clearly.

Glancing coldly at the corpse on the ground, Venerable Fan Hai sneered: "Kill a junior who is no more than a real king, Luo Sha, you really have it."

Daoist Rakshasa didn't talk nonsense to him, and the two figures fought directly in the air.

In a life-and-death battle, people from the two sects should also fight at the same time.

However, no one from the Raksha Sect took the initiative to step forward, and the disciples of the Brahma Sect waited in full force. They didn't know if there would be fraud, and they didn't fly forward.This kind of scene is very strange, the aftermath of the power generated by the battle between the two top decisive masters above the head, invisibly shifted the two parties in different directions.

fraudulent.

In the void, Venerable Fan Hai immediately realized that something was wrong, this guy Luo Sha did not pull the battle field away.The hand-to-hand battle between Taoist monarchs often collapses one space. He is cruel and merciless and doesn't care about sacrificing some of his disciples in exchange for the casualties of the Rakshasa Gate after the collapse, but the opponent's behavior style is obviously not like this.

Lord Rakshasa's physical body is very powerful, and his fists are the best weapons.The surging power was unscrupulously swaying, and now Venerable Fan Hai is sure that the other party is not worried about the collapse of the space, and even advocates doing so.

The fight between the two was earth-shattering, and the nine heads of the nine monsters explained at the same time.

"Seven points of fist strength."

"It's a pity! This punch hit the shoulder, otherwise his face would be crooked."

"Daoist Rakshasa has used a trick to become famous."

Inside the tower, the spirits wanted to stick their heads out. Some of the spirits suppressed in the middle area couldn't see the battle situation. They were a little anxious and could only listen to the battle broadcast.

The armor was still standing there motionless, and there were quite a few strange-looking people in the Rakshasa Gate, all of whom had a trace of monster blood, and the puppets didn't look out of place among them.

Venerable Fan Hai is still in a state of vigorous fighting power. Now that he makes a move, he finds that he may escape if he loses.

A disciple who was extremely loyal to Venerable Fan Hai, seeing that everyone was not moving, took the initiative to become the fuse that ignited the front line, and rushed out first with a cry of 'kill'.Many people in the Brahma Gate were moved and wanted to rush out, but only one figure flew out from the Raksha Gate.

During their brief hesitation, Du Shenglan suddenly mentioned a paper dog with a conch shell hanging from its neck.

Paper Dog: "Does it have to be like this?"

Du Shenglan's finger landed on its neck, and the latter chose to compromise.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yumian Dao," Zhigou said in an eloquent voice, and the voice came out through the wonderful conch, "I used to have a powerful master and a beloved teacher, until after the lower realm..."

The monks in Qiongyu Pavilion pulled up the erhu in unison, desolate and mournful, and those who heard it wept.

When the paper dog mentioned being controlled to make an oath, the monk who flew out shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, pretending to be a disciple of the master, you should die!"

He ran into the enemy army alone with a knife in his hand, and he didn't intend to come out alive, so he slashed at the paper dog.

This scene boosted morale, thousands of figures flew towards them like arrows, and the condensed coercion alone was unbearable.

Du Shenglan was nibbling melon seeds calmly, and stretched out his hand to wipe in mid-air, and the content of the photo stone appeared on the water mist.

"Honorable Fanhai made him make some kind of oath when Yumian Dao didn't know about it, which caused Yumian Dao to lose his soul in the battle..."

This was the last time when Daoist Lord Devouring Soul came to assassinate Du Shenglan, the conversation between the two parties was secretly recorded by Du Shenglan. He originally planned to sell it on a large scale, but later felt that it was meaningless to discredit the Fanmen in the lower realm, so he gave up.

In the screen, Dao Lord Corrupting Soul did not deny it.

Reminiscent of the rumors that the other party left the Brahma Sect, many people's complexions changed.

Du Shenglan added softly: "The Daoist Lord Corroding Soul has just left the small world, even if he is self-reliant, if his teacher is in trouble, he should come to help."

But even the Taoist figure didn't show up.

Some things cannot bear careful consideration, for example, when Venerable Fan Hai sent the Dao Lord of Devouring Soul to sacrifice the Dharma Body to the Lower Realm, he obviously didn't care much about the future of this disciple.

"Demon talk to confuse the public!"

Regardless of whether it is true or false, he can no longer be allowed to continue. More and more Brahma disciples are attacking, and they are basically direct or elite disciples.

However, Du Shenglan's words had some effect, and some ordinary disciples began to waver.

"We will never stop those who escape."

Du Shenglan is not afraid that these people will make a comeback in the future. The spiritual support of the Fanmen is the Venerable Fanhai. Once the Taoist Lord falls, the Fanmen will also collapse.

In the void, Venerable Fanhai was at a disadvantage in the fight. His fighting power was indeed strong. Even if the Dharma Body of Transcending Tribulation was abolished earlier, he could still compete with Lord Rakshasa.The stunning knife light pierced the gloomy sky, affecting the sight of people on the ground at a distance of tens of thousands of meters.

Du Shenglan asked the puppet via sound transmission: "Have you realized it?"

There is a small booklet hidden in the puppet's broad palm, which is the dismantling of the sword spirit given by Zhumo last time. It contains a small part of Venerable Fanhai's moves, but compared to his vast martial arts, these can only be regarded as sporadic.

The puppet is good at deduction, even if it is sporadic, it can create a starry sky, and responded indifferently: "Hurry up."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The light of the knife shrouded in the sky turned blood red, and Du Shenglan felt the blood in his body flowing backwards uncontrollably. He looked around and found that he was far more than himself affected.

At some point, Venerable Fan Hai changed to a long red saber with a crescent-shaped blade, which helped him maximize his killing power.

"Go to hell!" Accompanied by a roar, Venerable Fan Hai's already blurred face was even more unrecognizable in the torrent, but the murderous intent and red light in his eyes seemed to be completely fused together.

During the life-and-death struggle, Daoist Rakshasa also felt the long-lost threat.

This knife seems to beat myself.

Venerable Fan Hai couldn't help showing a smug smile. He knew that Rakshasa's real body was a fierce beast. He had killed countless swordsmen for thousands of years, and finally he condensed such a knife. The fighting spirit of the beast.

Without the fighting spirit, the combat power will naturally drop.

Venerable Fan Hai's own flesh and blood also began to crack, which shows how overbearing this knife is.He was sure that with a single strike, although it would be difficult to kill Daoist Rakshasa, serious injuries were inevitable.

Seeing that the red light was about to spread away, a figure went straight up to the sky, the battle armor was disintegrated by the red light, and the real body of the puppet was revealed.

"It's you!" No matter how calm Venerable Fan Hai was, he couldn't help being a little shocked.

A quasi-emperor-level puppet can be used by others.

Venerable Fan Hai had consumed a lot of qi when he swung that saber just now, even if he escaped now, he might not be able to escape.

"No wonder you dare to start a war." Venerable Fan Hai didn't try his best to escape, and he passed away in shock. He calmly took a pill, and the bruises healed a little, and soon bleed again with the circulation of true energy , "Never underestimate your enemies. Rakshasa, I underestimated you, but you also underestimated me."

After the voice fell, a phantom appeared behind him.

Du Shenglan frowned, Venerable Fan Hai's dharmakaya had clearly been destroyed. Looking at it again, it didn't seem to be a dharma appearance. It was a glazed body. The head and limbs were transformed by light, and only the center was solid.Like a huge silkworm chrysalis, something is about to break out of its cocoon.

The holy and terrifying scene made people breathless, and many monks who were fighting began to lose their breath.

Bang!

The puppet, like Taoist Rakshasa, used his fist, a punch with an emperor-level aura, to deepen the wound on Venerable Fanhai's body. He grinned grinningly and didn't waste the blood, all of it was transformed into blood mist and spread all over the silkworm chrysalis.

The glazed body finally split open, and countless grievances flew out of it. These were the swordsmen who had been slaughtered. Their cruel thoughts were domesticated and turned into an ultimate killer.

Half of the resentment flew towards Taoist Rakshasa, they couldn't feel the pain, they were completely self-destructive attacks, while Taoist Rakshasa was being held back, Venerable Fanhai cut his palm with a red long knife.

"Summon."

As soon as the word fell, his fighting power suddenly increased, and his resentment wore off the quasi-emperor-level coercion. Venerable Fan Hai fought with a knife and a puppet in a daze.

This time Du Shenglan stood a lot farther away, the puppet left, and no one stopped the space collapsed.

The battle below stopped temporarily, and the magic knife infinitely suppressed all fighting intentions except the master.I don't know where to get such a crazy technique.Du Shenglan first thought of the shards of the Dao of Heaven, and secretly sighed at its evil ways.

The nine-headed monster said: "No matter how powerful Venerable Fanhai is, this kind of consumption is limited, and he will still be dragged down by the puppets in the end."

As soon as the words fell, Venerable Fan Hai suddenly approached and removed one of the puppet's arms.

The melon seeds in Du Shenglan's hand dropped.

The nine-headed monster remedied: "It's just a lack of combat experience to stay in the small world for a long time, and it will fight back soon."

When the puppet was fighting for the arm, it got it back, but a finger was cut off.

Erhu stopped playing.

Venerable Fan Hai wanted to cut the puppet and escape, but he never had such an unexpected joy, so he hurriedly made a move at the risk of the magic knife biting the master, the move was fierce and deadly.The puppet's strength is weakening, but it can accurately avoid every knife light, and even seems to predict his next knife attack.

Taoist Rakshasa exploded half of the resentment, and was about to come to support him, Venerable Fanhai let the other half of the resentment entangled in the puppet continue to go towards Daoist Rakshasa.

Without resentment, the puppet activity is much easier, but it still seems to be weakening.

From the time the puppet called out the king, there was a trace of connection between the two parties. Du Shenglan was sure that it had quasi-emperor level strength.When the puppet first ascended to the sky, one punch could make Venerable Fanhai vomit blood. What went wrong?

"It's in a strange state, the source of the debilitation is not from the injury, but a kind of regression in itself."

It was Daoist Feixue who spoke.

Even in the fairy world, there are not many top Taoist monarchs.The Raksha Sect has not many people, and each has a division of labor. He did not go up to Void to support him. Once he leaves, several Taoist monarchs of the Brahma Sect will immediately take action.

But this fragile balance was quickly upset.

A Daoist of the Brahma Sect fell down inexplicably, the corner of Feixue Daoist's mouth curled up, and he forcibly increased his fighting spirit and rushed towards the Brahma Sect.

After Xiaoxiao succeeded in the assassination, facing the surrounding attacks, she was re-entangled in the giant black cloth and disappeared.

The two forces began to fight again, and the nine-headed monsters pulled the cart and took Du Shenglan to the edge of the battle.

When passing by a fairy, the other party saw the worried look on Du Shenglan's face and smiled: "Don't worry, you go to sleep, and you will wake up to hear the news of victory."

Gu Yamu also said at this time: "The Venerable Youlan will not leave a paper tiger behind. The high-level puppet has sanity, and it will not die in vain. There must be other reasons for it to choose to hold on."

The puppet in the air kept resisting the magic knife, spitting out the magic words of the people of Fule: "For love, for dedication."

This sentence came unexpectedly, Du Shenglan and Gu Yamu fell silent at the same time.

Another stab, this one aimed at the puppet's head.

Dangerously avoiding the light of the blade, the red light scraped off a layer of skin on the puppet's face.

"98 knives, almost." The puppet said something inexplicable.

This gave Venerable Fan Hai an ominous premonition that the other party was deliberately showing weakness and luring him to make a move.

He frowned: "No..."

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Venerable Fan Hai is confident that he can tell whether it is real weakness or fake weakness.Even during the second of his speech, the puppet's aura was also decaying.

"Energy, quantity, inadequacy, and sufficient."

The intermittent sound of the puppet resounded through the sky.

energy?

Venerable Fan Hai thought that the puppet had guarded the small world for many years, and I am afraid that it would not be able to do so long ago. Under normal circumstances, the puppet needs to replace its parts regularly.

However, Du Shenglan's mind came up with the picture after coming out of the small world. At that time, the figure of the puppet was not seen for a long time, and it took a long time for the other party to appear from the thunder pool.Even before participating in the assessment, the puppet walked out of the thunder pool, and then gave them a causal deduction.

As expected of his knowledge, Gu Yamu immediately thought of one thing: "When I destroyed the puppet gate, I read in an ancient book that pure energy can replace ore and inject vitality into the puppet."

This energy can be extremely pure water or ice, the important thing is that it must be extremely pure.

Du Shenglan's eyes moved, and the fingertips released an electric current, heading straight for the puppet.

The purple-blue sparks came through the air and sank into the body, and the puppet immediately became more energetic.

The monk who just let Du Shenglan sleep and wait for the good news noticed this scene, and immediately said: "It works! Come on, I'll cover, you charge!"

All the monks below saw it, not to mention Venerable Fan Hai, who immediately shouted coldly: "The disciples of the Brahma Sect obey the order and kill Du Shenglan at all costs!"

Long before he gave the order, several figures had come to assassinate him, one of whom was even Daojun.Xiaoxiao stopped Daojun's attack, and the nine monsters took the opportunity to drag Du Shenglan away.

The monk of Qiongyu Pavilion hugged the instrument tightly, and asked with professional ethics: "What else do you want to hear?"

Ignoring this question, Du Shenglan lowered his head to speak to the silver dragon while he was confused. When he raised his head again, a silver light disappeared under the cover of his sleeve robe.

Almost in an instant, Du Shenglan turned into lightning and went towards the void.

"Stop him!"

"The bird of fright." Du Shenglan tried this trick time and again. After he ascended, the scene when he performed the clone technique was even more grand.A total of [-] avatars headed towards the sky at the same time, like a galaxy, pouring nine heavens backwards.

Du Shenglan is most proud of his speed. Lightning rode away, followed by a group of monks.

It is impossible for Rakshamen to watch him have an accident, forming a formation to kill those forces rushing towards Lightning.

Venerable Fan Hai deliberately slashed sideways, causing the red light to dive downward, and most of the current was washed away, but some escaped successfully and fell into the puppet's body.

Although I don't know which one is the real body, but the speed of Lightning is slightly slower, which means that Du Shenglan is injured.

The threat faced by Daoist Rakshasa is no less than him. These resentments have been domesticated for thousands of years, and the killing intent is astonishing.For thousands of years, Venerable Fanhai has obtained many methods to deal with the Rakshasa Taoist Lord by relying on the fragments of the Dao of Heaven, and practiced them one by one.

Faced with the frenzied attack of resentment, Daoist Rakshasa paid a little attention to Du Shenglan, and sighed: "My ill-fated little brother."

Under normal circumstances, it would not be the turn of young people who have just ascended to participate in the battle between Taoist monarchs, but because the puppet lacks energy, Du Shenglan had to take the risk to get involved.

The tower was temporarily handed over to the nine-headed monsters for safekeeping, and the divine sense near the edge of the inside was holding the outer window, revealing a strange tone: "This child's fate...is indeed..."

how to say.

Hard enough.

The puppet gained energy and stopped Venerable Fan Hai from making a move. The spatial shock generated when they fought was enough to make Du Shenglan eat a pot.

Continue to clone, the strong one hundred thousand lightning Zizi submerged into the puppet's body.

There are hundreds of clones guarding Du Shenglan, and he himself is still several thousand meters away from the real fighting place.Once involved in the battle center, no matter how fast he ran, he still had to confess.

Du Shenglan is like a dividing line, below are the disciples of the Brahma Sect and the people of the Rakshasa Sect, the former is crazy to kill, the latter is dragging desperately, the sky above is the puppet and Venerable Fanhai, the fight will directly make the void collapse.

Lightning spat out blood gracefully, and was about to move sideways a little so that he could get closer to the puppet.

Venerable Fan Hai couldn't do what he wanted. During the attack, he kept setting off storms and rolling in the direction of Du Shenglan, trying to force him into the melee circle below.

Du Shenglan is also a ruthless person, he just resisted the storm without taking a step back.

Now let's see who can drag whom down.

Venerable Fan Hai couldn't use the magic knife for a long time, and the power provided by Du Shenglan was limited each time, and the puppet would run out of energy with one big move.

At least from the current point of view, Venerable Fanhai has the advantage. In terms of strength, Du Shenglan will be the first to die. Once he dies, the puppets will not be afraid.

Knowing where his limit is, Du Shenglan insisted on supporting himself. At this moment of life and death, his sight was actually erratic.

Just in case, Venerable Fanhai activated the communication talisman, and while continuing to stir up a storm with his long knife, he contacted a few fellow Taoists he knew well, and made a long story short: "Whoever comes to help me, I swear with my Dao heart, I will use my Dao heart to swear afterwards." Half of the Brahma Sect's resources will be used as compensation."

Needless to say, he didn't need to mention the previous cause. Now that the two major forces are at war, it has already spread throughout the fairy world.

There must be a brave man under the reward, as long as there is a delay, someone will come.

Du Shenglan sneered: "You are the only one who can call people?"

He was seriously injured before and refused to take a step back, but now he suddenly started to take the initiative to take a step back.

Venerable Fan Hai thought that he had called for some powerful support. He glanced and saw a silver dragon and Lingqing Taoist flying in front, followed by a group of rubbish star kings. The highest level is the real king.

Just now, after Gu Yamu and Du Shenglan separated, they immediately went to find Taoist Lingqing and asked him to find a group of monks who needed to cross the catastrophe.

In the fairy world, the most difficult thing is to cross the catastrophe. In order to successfully cross the catastrophe, every year there are people who serve as sword slaves, sword servants, and even medicine men for others.

"Ling Qing." Venerable Fan Hai's eyes changed, and murderous intent burst out: "So you are from the Rakshasa Gate... no wonder you didn't take action to stop it that day."

He should have been suspicious the first time mine was stolen.

Daoist Lingqing was originally in charge of the outer front to prevent anyone from supporting him, so he smiled and said, "I blame you for being blind."

Taking advantage of everyone's attention on Taoist Lingqing, Xiaoxiao flew to Du Shenglan's side and led him out of the melee circle.

Daoist Lingqing handed over the command to Du Shenglan, and took the initiative to enter the melee circle.

Looking at the dozens of monks, Du Shenglan raised her voice and said: "The Star Monarch Realm, those who want to go through three or nine thunder calamities stand on my left, those who have to go through six or nine thunder calamities stand on the right, and the rest line up."

It's always unpleasant to be commanded by others, but these years they have suffered a lot in the fairy world, and the big forces don't accept them, and they hang around at the bottom every day. Now that the opportunity comes, they are still cooperative.

Daoist Lingqing promised that as long as those who come to cross the catastrophe today, the Rakshamen will protect the way for free.

Just as Du Shenglan was about to continue speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew over.A monster almost rolled under his feet because it ran too fast.

Not long after, many monsters came one after another, all of them were summoned by Taoist Lingqing.

Du Shenglan repeated what he said just now, and asked, "Is there a problem?"

A skinny monster raised its paws bravely, and said softly, "I'm born weak, I..."

Du Shenglan knew what it was going to say, and divided it into four areas: "Those who want to get [-]% of the benefits after crossing the catastrophe stand here, and those who want to get [-]% of the benefits go to the square area..."

Seven to ten, a total of four gears.

Du Shenglan transmitted every sentence with true energy to ensure that the puppets could hear clearly, and then asked the monks in the same area to tie the same color cloth on the sleeves to prevent the puppets from being confused.After explaining everything, he waved his hand vigorously: "Group crossing, let's start!"

Lightning flickered, the sky was filled with light, and countless electric arcs surged in the sky.

Venerable Fan Hai knew what Du Shenglan was going to do, but he couldn't stop it at all. There was electricity everywhere, and the puppet could catch the electricity wherever it stood.He had the idea of ​​retreating, but there was no way out, and the continuous use of the magic knife consumed a lot of energy. Now running, the hope is slim.

A huge vortex appeared behind the puppet, crazily catching the current. It was very polite. Even if it needed energy urgently, when countless electric pillars fell down in the void, it followed Du Shenglan's previous division. It basically avoids those electric currents if it catches [-]% or [-]% of the lightning and survives [-]% of the lightning calamity.

Facing the Heavenly Tribulation that has partially consumed it, even the thinnest little monster can get through it steadily.

"Wonderful!" The monks who waited in line to cross the catastrophe were still a little uncertain in their hearts, and now their eyes were full of fanaticism, and some people even started to contact their friends with messenger symbols: "Come near the Brahma Gate, here you can control points for crossing the catastrophe." .”

Tailor-made, as much ability as you can, you can survive as many thunder disasters.

The puppet's previous power was wasted on the deduction technique, it cracked Venerable Fanhai's sword move, and after recovering some strength, it immediately pressed down on Venerable Fanhai to fight.

Venerable Fan Hai said angrily: "Kill these monks who have crossed the catastrophe."

The disciples of the Brahma sect also wanted to kill, but Lord Rakshasa had already got rid of the shackles of resentment. Instead of directly attacking Venerable Fan Hai, he attacked the disciples of the Brahma sect.Facing the fist that fell from the sky, the Brahma disciple fell back to the ground.

At this moment, there are thunder disasters falling in the sky from time to time, and they still need to dodge.

With a steady supply of energy, it is not a problem for the puppet to beat Venerable Fanhai, and it is using clever tricks. If Taoist Rakshasa really joined, it would easily disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

There were few people in the Raksha sect, so he simply stared at the disciples of the Brahma sect. With him around, these people would not dare to make a move against the tribulation passer.

The two forces, separated by the crossing area, have returned to their original state: the enemy does not move and I do not move.

Nine-headed monsters appeared, and Daoist Feixue's voice came from the golden beast car: "Brother, do you want to eat melon seeds?"

Raksha Taoist reprimanded: "What kind of system is it?"

After the words fell, he heard a soft belch.I saw Xiaoxiao Daojun squatting on the edge of the beast cart with a big black cloth rolled up, with almost zero sense of presence. He was holding the food box that Du Shenglan hadn't had time to put away before, and stuffed cakes into his mouth one by one.

"...You guys are doing this, are you worthy of my little brother?"

In the distance, Du Shenglan was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground. He was counting the number of people in the next six or nine thunder disasters. The intensity of the six or nine thunder disasters was so intense that he needed to re-divide the area, and occasionally he had to work part-time as a spiritual mentor.

"My Dao heart is damaged. I have already failed once. I was lucky enough to save my life. I don't know this time..." The following words turned into a deep sigh.

Du Shenglan thought for a while: "We can open up a separate area to survive [-]% of the lightning disaster."

The benefit obtained is small, but it is also a passing line, and it will not affect the continued breakthrough if there is an opportunity in the future.

The monk's eyes lit up: "Little brother, I'm sorry to trouble you."

A little monster came over and rubbed his palm: "I want [-]% too."

Du Shenglan nodded: "It just so happens that the intensity of your thunder tribulation is low, so don't stay too far away later, and you can save an area."

If you cross the catastrophe in a place too far away, the puppet will not be able to take care of it, and it is difficult to guarantee safety.

Withdrawing his gaze, he smiled and said seriously: "I don't understand the intensity of thunder calamity, so I won't be able to help you if you go there. If you don't eat snacks, it will be wasted."

The last time Du Xingjun Lei Jie did not know that it was a matter of the Year of the Monkey, and he couldn't tell how far everyone should stand.Du Shenglan is a thunderbolt, and every time before the thunderstorm condenses, he will send his avatar to pinch the arc in the sky to roughly estimate the intensity.

Daoist Raksha finally got on the golden beast car, and said to the Qiongyu Pavilion monks on both sides: "Let's play music."