The Monk

Chapter 873 The Five Holy Monks

Although he knew that he would definitely not be able to kill the black monster, it would be good to make it suffer more damage, so he boldly flew back, first summoned the shield and the hard iron knife, then released the concentration beads, and took out many talismans, intending to continue to explode. Disperse the black energy and collect the soul.

But there was a tall soul-calling flag on the ground. When the black monster was injured, it jumped high into the sky and blocked Zhang Ain's path. Zhang was afraid of throwing the talisman to explode, so he swung the soul-calling flag from left to right, and a strong wind suddenly blew up in the sky, carrying the talisman and flying to nowhere, but no explosion was heard. There were still many ghost storms on the ground, and at this time they were also flying into the sky, targeting Zhang Ai. The soul-calling banner automatically performs its killing move, and a ghost weapon savior comes.

Zhang Wen took one look and realized that there was no way he could take advantage, so he had to put away the concentration beads and run away. He also needed to recover from his injuries.

Zhang was afraid of running away, so he did not pursue the soul-calling flag, but stayed by the black monster's side like a living thing. It was not until the black monster transformed into a human form again that the soul-calling flag swooshed down and flew into the black monster's hand. When the black energy around him disappeared, the black monster showed its clear face. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Zhang Ainyuan was escaping. He kept a sullen expression and said nothing. He grabbed it with his empty hand, and the ghost storm flowing like a river in the distance was gathered in his hand. in vivo.

The black monster was very unhappy at this time. It only took him a moment to kill Zhang Ai. However, due to his carelessness, he not only failed to kill his opponent, but was seriously injured by him. This was great sorrow followed by great joy, but he was not like what he had done just now. He was so irritable that he just stood quietly and said nothing.

Zhang was afraid that the injury he suffered was much more serious than that of the black monster. The black monster was a creature forged by ghosts. Even if his head fell off, it would be fine. As long as one soul remained, it could be completely repaired. Zhang was afraid but failed and lost his arm, that is, it was lost. The power of the ghost attack just now was so powerful that it even exposed his internal organs. Of course, he had to seize the time to recover from his injuries.

On the way to escape, he took the Eternal Spring Pill again. At this moment, he had already eaten several magic pills. Regardless of the severity of his injuries, let’s just talk about the tragic experience of being injured after taking the magic pill once. No one else would be able to bear it.

He wanted to run away to recuperate. At this time, the black monster was just a ball of black energy, which could not cause any harm to him. Zhang Ai bypassed it from the side and escaped into the foggy valley.

His shirt had long been blown away, and his shirtless body revealed a body of new and old flesh. Although the Evergreen Pill had magical effects and left him with no scars all over his body, the two colors of new flesh and old flesh were put together, and it looked like a painting on his body. Draw a landscape picture.

Zhang Ping like this appeared on the big platform in the valley. He was surrounded by more than two hundred terrifying monsters and more than twenty more terrifying humanoid monsters. All attention was focused on him in a flash. A group of scary guys were as vicious as they were vicious. But they also guessed what Zhang Afraid had done. None of the monsters intended to add insult to injury and just looked at him quietly.

Zhang was afraid that he was not in the mood to pay attention to what they were thinking, so he tapped his toes and rushed forward, swooping into the Refining Temple.

He came and went in a hurry, and the group of scary guys on the platform were really calm. In the more than ten days since Zhang Awei came out of the valley, the Wugu magic circle has not been attacked again, which means that Zhang Awei helped them relieve the danger, and when he came back The clothes on his body were torn, and he was wearing new and old skins, which showed the danger of this battle. There would be no blind guy who wanted to attack Zhang Awei. Let alone repaying kindness with enmity, if there were fierce experts outside attacking the magic circle, who could remove them for them? Danger?

Zhang Ping most wanted to go back to the Five Spirits Blessed Land to recuperate and refine the robes, but it was too far away, so he had to come to the Refining Temple to recuperate. As soon as he appeared on the boundless sea, he saw a large ship parked nearby. Little Hai Ling jumped down and stepped on the water to ask: "Are you injured?" Zhang Ain smiled and said: "It's okay." He jumped onto the big ship holding him in his arms. , whispered: "I'm recovering from my injuries, and I'll talk to you later." Hai Ling said yes, and took the initiative to step away to give Zhang Ai some quiet space.

So the healing began. A long time ago, when Zhang was afraid of being injured, he only needed to take a life pill, and the injury would be cured. However, as the cultivation level gets higher and higher, all the bones and muscles of the body are strengthened, and the effectiveness of the Life Pill is no longer great. Every time he is injured now, it is a powerful spell that directly attacks the heart and lung meridians, causing huge damage. This is different from the trauma he suffered before. Therefore, even with the powerful elixir of the Evergreen Pill, it still takes several hours to adjust the breath. The body can fully recover.

Three hours later, all the internal and external injuries were healed. He thought about going to the fifth floor to chat with the Ghost Ancestor about the big black monster, but the distance was too far. It would take at least ten days to go back and forth. He did not dare to waste time like this, so After giving up, he stood up and called Hai Ling.

Hai Ling has been guarding the door these days. He is a formation spirit. If someone attacks the formation, he can naturally sense it. After Zhang Ao left, there was no movement in the array. Knowing that Zhang Ao was fighting with others, he was worried that something might happen. Now that I finally saw him come back alive, my heart dropped. I listened to his call and ran over and asked, "What's going on outside?"

Zhang Ai smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. Just stay here and I'll go out and take a look." Hai Ling was reluctant, but nodded and said, "Be careful." Zhang Ai laughed and walked out of the Refining Temple. .

It had only been three hours, but the black monster had not attacked the white mist formation again, and the many scary guys on the platform had not left either. They stood calmly, not knowing what they were thinking.

Zhang was afraid of leaving the palace and came to stand under the tower. A white shadow swished over from the far corner of the platform, and a figure swished over from the other corner. The two figures stood in front of Zhang Ain one after another. The first figure is the Iceman, and the second figure is the White Mouse. The White Mouse was worried that the Iceman would suddenly attack Zhang Awei, so he happened to get in between the two, blocking the Iceman's path.

Iceman didn't want to walk over, he glanced at the white mouse with disdainful eyes, took two steps back, and could see Zhang Awei's whole body, and said coldly: "I said, you go figure out what's going on outside, I'll let you go." , let’s talk about it.”

Zhang Wen smiled helplessly, "Why should you show off my virtue?" The guy outside is 10,000 times scarier than you, but he doesn't want to start an unnecessary argument and says quietly: "There is a scary guy outside who breaks the formation."

"That's it?" It took half a month from the black monster breaking the formation to Zhang Ain's return. The fog valley continued to shake. Of course, someone broke the formation. Iceman was not satisfied with this answer.

Zhang was afraid that he was too lazy to explain, so he said, "That's it." His consciousness swept over the white mouse, and the injury was healed. There was no need to worry about what would happen to him, so he walked around the two people and walked to the platform.

"That person outside is very powerful?" Someone among the twenty-odd humanoid monsters suddenly asked.

These guys are the highest beings in the valley. They are always extremely proud, ignore others easily, and don't come out easily. If Wugu hadn't suffered this calamity, they would never have appeared.

Zhang Ain admitted: "It's very powerful." He didn't want to say more. The monsters in front of him couldn't go out. No matter how powerful they were, they couldn't go out to kill the enemy. It was useless to talk to them. It was better to save energy and figure out how to deal with the monsters. Black monster.

After speaking, he walked straight forward, walked a few steps to the platform and stood still. He was still naked at the time. He looked down, took out a piece of clothing and put it on, and took out a hard iron knife and a big black shield for a brief inspection. Hard iron is fine, it's incredibly strong and hard. There was something wrong with the big black shield. It was damaged at the four corners and in the center. I thought to myself: It’s not bad. Things that have been made through hard work are always useful. At least it is not completely broken like the previous shield.

He put away the two magic weapons and checked his own condition with his inner vision. The Divine Tears were fine, he was fine, and the ice crystal was fine. Only the white bones melted into the body were severely damaged and could no longer be used. If he wanted to restore his strength, he had to at least use his soul. Rest for a month.

After finishing the inspection, he looked at a group of monsters and said softly: "No matter what is outside, I will settle it for you." He didn't want to say this at first, but after thinking about it, it was better to establish a friendship, so as not to be full of enemies when he came in. Just fighting endlessly.

A lot of monsters looked at him, and they couldn't understand what Zhang was thinking. People must have their own desires for what they do. What was the purpose of this kid in front of him trying his best to help them? But no one asked questions, they just looked at him quietly.

Zhang Awei sighed lightly, he was an unlucky guy and could get into anything, so he might as well go out and continue being unlucky. He raised his right hand, and a cloud of white mist rose up under his feet. When the white mist dissipated, no one was there.

I walked straight underground all the way to the outside of the valley, wondering as I walked, how could the black monster be so quiet for the past three hours or so? No more breaking the formation? With questions in mind, he walked a little further, and then sneaked out of the ground.

As soon as he came out of the ground, he fully developed his consciousness and sensed the external situation. He was stunned and immediately flew towards the foggy valley. At this time, there were five great monks standing near Wugu, standing in the shape of a five-pointed star surrounding the black monster. They all lowered their eyebrows and looked down, neither speaking nor moving.

The black monster stood quietly, not wanting to make a move. He frowned and thought about something. Looking at the appearance of the six people, it seemed that they had been standing there for a while. Zhang Ai walked over quickly and stood a hundred meters away. He knew one of the monks, Puzhao, who was one of the five holy monks of the Holy Kingdom who guarded the oasis Iron Line Valley, also known as the Ghost Valley. Since he arrived, the other four people knew without asking that he was the other four holy monks.

The five great monks knew that Zhang Wen was coming, but they did not look at him. Their attention was focused on the black monster. The black monster always stood still, but his brows became more and more wrinkled. He looked extremely unhappy and seemed to have something on his mind. clear.

The six of them didn't move, and Zhang Feng naturally didn't move either. He thought he was lucky and had a helper. I originally wanted to notify five great monks to come over to help, but I didn't expect that they would come on their own initiative, saving me a lot of trouble.

The black monster stood there until it was dark night. The half-moon hung in the sky, reflecting the soft light that scattered everywhere in the mountains, turning the white mist into pale gold. It had a unique attraction.

Seeing the black monster standing motionless, Zhang Ping wanted to ask him: "Man, what do you want?" Just as the seven of them were pretending to be puppets, seven people, seven top-level monks, flew in from the forest outside the valley. The law enforcement agents approached quickly and stopped a hundred meters away.

Zhang Ain turned his head and saw that three of them had besieged Tianlei Mountain and fought against each other several times. I was thinking unbalancedly in my heart, all the swarms came to kill me, dozens of top-level monks came to look for trouble; only seven people came to kill the terrifying black monster? What a bunch of bastards.

But no matter what, it is extremely difficult to have seven top-level masters who are not afraid of death willing to come forward.