Urban God-level Selection System

At the same time, the woman had pulled out the black sword, and red lines flashed faintly in the black, like a series of scarlet lightning. At first glance, she knew that the power could not be underestimated.

Zhang Daoshan and Zhang Wanlin hid far away under a big tree. Zhang Wanlin didn't know why, but always wanted to look at this woman.

The black-robed man snorted coldly, "Do you think I will make your formation successful!?"

The violent energy gathered on him, and his body was enveloped in a layer of black smoke, which turned into another form.

He was completely dark, a pair of blood-red eyes emerged from the darkness, and black bands floated back from his back and waist, like waves rolling.

It looks very violent.

He raised his hand and hit the man and the woman. The black belt that was cut off cut the surrounding trees like a sharp knife, and the trees fell suddenly.

If Zhang Daoshan and Zhang Wanlin didn't get down in time, they would have fallen to their heads long ago, and they would have lingering fears, so they ran back. The trees along the way would fall towards them like they had eyes, and Zhang Daoshan would be insulted.

The black belt slammed on the Qinggang giant sword, and the man flew out with the sword.

On the other side, the woman leaned over the black belt and stabbed forward with a sword, just like a bloodshot eye staring forward.

The black-robed people avoided looking. At this moment, the felled trees floated out of thin air, circling each other, and then smashed them down towards the black target in the middle.

boom! The sky is full of scum, and the dust is surging.

The man holding the Qinggang giant sword ran over and exclaimed, "Master, we won."

The old man was silent while looking at him.

Zhang Wanlin was fascinated by the look, but was pulled by Zhang Daoshan, and asked, "Master, what do you do with me?"

Zhang Daoshan whispered: "We should go now."

"This drought hasn't been finished yet."

"Hey, are you guys watching TV dramas? Drizzle ran away early!"

Zhang Daoshan was so angry that he wanted to kick him.

Because they didn't want them to find out, the two of them groped forward quietly, and they heard the sound of Zhang Wanlin falling down from time to time.

Zhang Daoshan scolded angrily in front: "Give me a good walk!"

Zhang Wanlin behind was wronged Baba: "Master, I don't want to either."

Thinking in my heart, you don't know, I'm in bad luck.

Zhang Wanlin suddenly smelled a faint scent, which he had never smelled before. He said that it was strong but elegant, and that it was elegant but strong. In short, Zhang Wanlin was very attractive.

He smelled it and fell down again, but this time he fell into a person's arms.

The scent between his nose is lingering, and his hands feel smooth and smooth... His hands are groping upwards dishonestly, but a cold thing is put on his neck immediately, without thinking about it, he knows it is a sword.

As soon as Zhang Daoshan heard that there was no sound behind him, he didn't know what had happened, so he shouted: "Smelly boy, hurry up, don't be found!"

No answer.

Zhang Daoshan wondered, did this kid faint after falling?

This was really embarrassing to the teacher, so I wanted to go back. At this moment, a flame lit up in front of him, illuminating a Taoist and the man and a woman. The woman put a sword on Zhang Wanlin’s neck. Zhang Wanlin was embarrassed to Zhang Daoshan. Smiled.

The old Taoist said to Zhang Daoshan rather modestly: "Friends of Taoism, why do you leave without saying hello?"

Zhang Daoshan said in a spirit: "We don't know each other, what should we say hello."

"We saved you just now."

"Why do I need you to save me? It's just that we are trying to get rid of the drought. It's a pity that you intervened. It's all right now, it's gone!"

Zhang Daoshan curled up his beard, squinted his small eyes and continued: "It can run away in your hands, so you should find it and destroy it.

As for our masters and apprentices, we still have to go back to practice in a hurry, don't let it go. "

The man said, "You are too shameless. You can't beat him clearly. You can't beat him. Look at your apprentice. You will be caught before half a stroke!"

Zhang Daoshan said: "Your female protégé is a bit charming, and she has long been fascinated by him. How can he have a half-stroke with her?"

The man looked over and became even more angry, and said to Zhang Daoshan: "Okay, I will compete with your apprentice!"

"Three regrets!"

At this time, the old Taoist said more than anything, "Huh to be foolish!"

The man closed his mouth, but his eyes remained unconvinced.

The veteran Taoist continued: "We Taoists should do to remove demons and defend the Tao. Besides, we are still facing a drought that has been rare for thousands of years. We should unite."

Zhang Wanlin, who was framed by his neck, looked at the woman's dreams. Of course, she was a hundred willing, but Zhang Daoshan objected: "No!"

"Friends of Taoism are serious?"

"Naturally serious."

"Well, if that's the case, then I will destroy the Yin Luo attached to your kid first!"

Zhang Daoshan had to compromise and asked: "Then how do we chase the drought?"

"This Drought Man is not an ordinary Drought Man. He is both a Taoist and a zombie. You can't find him in general."

"Since the fellow Taoist has said so, then it will be of no avail for us to work together."

"No, I think your little one has a lot to do with the drought."

Zhang Daoshan frowned, "Why do you see it?"

"If Drizzle wanted to kill him, he would have already killed him, and would not leave him so intact."

Zhang Daoshan only thought that Zhang Wanlin used the peach wood sword to break the formation of the drought, but failed. At that time, the drought should kill him.

Then why would he keep him, and what did he keep him for?

The old Taoist saw the doubts in Zhang Daoshan's heart and said with a smile: "These are the origins.

We don't need to find him, he will come to us. "

When everyone went down the mountain, Zhang Wanlin was in charge of carrying the Luo puppy who turned into a zombie.

The master said that he could still be saved, but Zhang Wanlin was really afraid that he would be bitten before saving him.

After introducing each other, the master and apprentice also knew the names of the three.

The old Taoist was the head of Maoshan, named Ye Sanqiu, and there were two disciples who taught him personally, the male was Mo Sanhui, and the female was Ning Shuiqing.

Zhang Wanlin muttered as soon as he heard the apprentice's name, what was not good enough, but chose a three regrets, and immediately attracted the hateful eyes of Mo Sangui.

Then I thought about the name Ning Shuiqing. This name is as true as it is. When I look at the beautiful eyes, the pretty face, and the figure, all reveal the character of water, and the clear character is prominent in the water.

How to think, how to think, how to think.

Zhang Wanlin suddenly thought in his heart, is this the feeling of heartbeat?

Can't help but look at Ning Shuiqing a few more times.

When he descended on the Panshan Highway, Zhang Wanlin didn't know where to go, and he was tired from walking, so he proposed to stop and rest and wait for the bus by the way.

Mo Sangui laughed and said, "I'm tired after walking so little?

You are still not a spiritual practitioner. "

Zhang Wanlin replied, "Since you want to go, then keep going."

When the master didn't leave, Mo Sangui would naturally not leave. When he was so angry, he sat cross-legged, meditating and sulking.

Zhang Daoshan asked: "Three Autumn Daoist, why did your Maoshan school come to this small place?"