The Monk

Chapter 207 Plan

With this thought in my mind, I circled around the five big men. They were taller than me. They were really strong. They looked a bit like the dead guy. He turned around and glanced at them and said, "Remember, I have never killed such a strong man." Yes, it has nothing to do with me." He jumped away as he spoke. Zhang Weijing was speechless to him. He is a master of Yuanying. You are looking around in circles, thinking you are picking a beast?

The five masters of the Heavenly King's Palace were so calm that they allowed a foundation-building monk to look at them like animals. They all remained silent. Only Ming Laoqi spoke: "I know who you are, come back to the Heavenly King's Palace with us." , interest will save your life.”

Zhang Awei shook his head and said: "Why do you think it was me who killed him?"

"Not just you, all of you have to follow me." Ming Laoqi pointed behind Zhang Afraid.

Strictly speaking, the five people in front of me are more powerful than the bunch of masters from the Infinite Sect, but no matter how powerful they are, there are only five of them. Zhang Wen didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he clapped his hands together, and more than a hundred snakes appeared in the sky. He calmly looked at the five people without saying a word.

The five people were very surprised when so many monsters suddenly appeared in front of them. Their spiritual consciousness sent them, but they couldn't find out the depth. Ming Laoliu, the strongest among them, sensed the danger and raised his hand to raise a red flag. The flag was seen spinning in the air after leaving his body, causing the air to turn red and the surrounding area to be instantly shrouded in red.

I saw this thing last time and it was quite powerful. Do you want to take action? Just as they were thinking about it, more than a hundred little snakes saw the other party using the method, and they all opened their mouths and inhaled back as if they had been ordered. The red air mass near the Heavenly King Flag was sucked out of more than a hundred red lines, and poured into the mouths of the little snakes.

Zhang was shocked: "You even eat this?"

Even more surprised was Ming Laoliu, who asked angrily: "What kind of snake is this?"

Zhang Weijing did not reply directly. He knew that Lao Si was killed by himself. These five people have been searching for me for twenty-two years to avenge him. They are really perseverant. Besides, they did nothing wrong. He raised his voice and said: "You guys go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Lao's seven fingers were dancing, as if he was playing an invisible guqin. The Heavenly King's flag was activated by the magic formula, and instantly became several times larger. It was automatic in the absence of wind. Hundreds of red air arrows were fluttering and shot at the Fu Shen Snake, and many arrows were shot directly into their mouths.

The little snake reacted extremely quickly, twisted around and swung its tail, and accurately hit the air arrow. There was a loud snapping sound, and hundreds of red air arrows were drawn and dissipated. The little snake was angry and flew towards the five members of the Ming family like lightning. They are no longer small in size, measuring up to a meter and a half in length, and look like more than a hundred white sticks lining the air and piercing straight through them.

Ming Laosan also moved, pushing with one palm, and the Heavenly King's flag swung across the air, the flag fluttering downward like a red waterfall. But this waterfall is not flowing with water, but with people. The flag was hung horizontally, with silk ribbons hanging from the corners of the flag to the ground. Countless red lines ran from the corners of the flag into the ground, forming a looming circle, enclosing Zhang Ain and others in the circle. A circle formed for a moment, and three people rolled down from the red flag. After landing, one was taller and the other more powerful. After standing upright, a wall formed in front of the snake. The two sides collided in an instant, white shadows kept flashing, but they were silent, and more than a hundred small snakes were blocked.

This thing was so strange that Zhang was afraid that he would just watch the fun and forget to set up the formation and lose the upper hand. After calling back the little snakes, each one was still as ferocious and seemed uninjured. He didn't want to talk to these people anymore, so he turned around and grabbed the piglet, patted its butt and said, "Breath fire."

The little pig was fed and served all day long, and had little chance to move. At this moment, when he was allowed to do so, his little mouth opened, and a stream of fire liquid was divided into three parts and shot towards the big man in the wall. After a brief inspection, these three people knew that they were definitely not human. They looked strange and naked, and their faces were like red mist. Seeing the fire slurry coming, he raised his hands to resist without haste.

But the fire of the little pig was more powerful than the fire of heaven and earth. It easily passed through the human wall, passed through the body of the flag, passed through the red line on the ground, and flew straight towards Ming Lao San, Ming Lao Liu, Ming Lao Qi. The three of them were all Nascent Soul mid-level monks and above. They knew the effectiveness of the Heavenly King Flag very well and jumped in different directions to avoid the fire in time.

The three of them were all human beings. Seeing that the Heavenly King Flag Formation could not stop the Piggy Flame, they knew that if they encountered a tough situation, they might be killed on the spot, so they decided to retreat. Ming Lao Sanshuang pointed at the Tianwang Flag and shouted: "Take it back." The Tianwang Flag immediately shrank and fell back into his hand, and then shouted: "Withdraw!" He took the lead and shot to the rear, and the other four quickly ran away.

The five people from the Tianwang Palace blocked the road aggressively and started to attack aggressively. Zhang Ai thought that he could not do anything good, but he did not expect that the five big guys ran away without hesitation, which surprised him. By the time he realized it, they had already run far away. With his He couldn't catch up with the Yuanying master at speed, and he happened to be too lazy, so he put away the little snake and said, "Let's go."

Is this the end? Others were surprised by the escape behavior of the five big men, especially Zhang Tianfang, who said: "I'm so disappointed. Bai Chang is such a big man, and he doesn't act like a man at all." Zhang was afraid of giving him a look: "Act when the opportunity arises, and act decisively." Don't act out of emotion, that's what a real man is, what you're saying is a fool."

The opponents in the last two fights were both Nascent Soul masters, and they both relied on the help of Little Snake and Little Pig to win. Zhang Ain discussed with Song Yunyi: "I want to break into the Refining Temple."

When Zhang Pingcai came back, he secretly talked to Song Yunyi about returning to the Five Spirits Blessed Land, so Song Yunyi was not surprised when she saw the little snakes and monster beasts growing up rapidly. What surprised her was another thing. Zhang Pingying practiced hard. It’s been 160 years and I haven’t been able to advance! Listening to him talking like this now, I knew that he was unwilling to give up, and said softly: "There are still more than thirty years."

"I know, once the Lian Shen Valley opens in the 60th year, I plan to wander around first, go back to Changcheng to have a look, or go to Shiwanda Mountain. It's almost time to go to the Warring States Fog Valley to wait for the ten-day fog to clear." Zhang Ai whispered, The mood is a bit low.

"What are you two talking about?" Zhang Tianfang asked.

Zhang Ai explained: "There is a place called Fog Valley in the Warring States Period in the south. It is filled with smoke all day long and no one can be seen. Every sixty years, there will be a ten-day fog that clears the road. Along the way, you can go to Lian Shen Valley, where there are exotic flowers, exotic plants, fairy fruits and spirits. There are countless medicines, as well as countless monsters and traps. There is a nine-level refining temple in the valley. Each level you pass is a level of experience. Those who pass the nine levels can become gods in the flesh. I plan to go and see it. "

Zhang Tianfang was very interested: "How about the ghost cave?"

Zhang Ain smiled and said, "No matter what, you won't be able to get in. Only monks above the pill formation level can enter the valley, and you are still one level behind." He then spoke to the girls: "Where do you like to go? Should you go for a walk with me or go back?" Snowfield?" The implication is that you can't enter the Valley of Refining Gods, so you need to decide where to stay first.

There were still more than thirty years to go. The girls didn't care about things that were too far away. They yelled at Zhang Ain to bring out the carriage. They rode in the carriage while Zhang Ain pulled the cart and continued to wander.

Zhang Tianfang was indignant: "That's right, there are still more than thirty years to go. Could it be that I can't even advance to the first level?"

Fukong seldom spoke, but then he suddenly interrupted: "It's difficult. Maybe if you study Buddhism, you can."