Trapped by the formation and defeated by the big snakes, Ouyang Tianyin and other Luoxia Sect monks almost lost all their combat power.
That big snake was so terrifying. Every time it swung its giant tail, the terrifying power made Shi Yangming and others frightened and frightened, and they didn't even know what to do next.
The eldest brother who was in the middle stage of foundation building couldn't withstand a flick of the snake's tail, let alone Ouyang Tianyin and others who were in the Qi refining stage.
The Luoxia Sect monk, who looked horrified and had reached the end of his rope, seemed to have predicted his own fate.
"Senior Sister Ouyang, run away! Only by leaving here and passing the message to the sect can we have a chance to survive."
Shi Yangming and others had already predicted their fate. Even if they had the chance to fight the cunning and tough snake, the result seemed to be already determined.
"kill!"
Shi Yangming, who had no chance, made the decision first. He raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards the monk closest to him in anger.
However, the development of things seemed to be a big joke on him. The sword in Shi Yangming's hand not only failed to hurt the opponent, but completely suppressed the opponent.
The person who easily suppressed Shi Yangming was not the big snake, but a mysterious monk dressed in black who suddenly appeared above the big snake.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, I haven't seen you for many years. I hope you are well."
The monk in black stood on top of the big snake. His face could not be seen clearly, but his aura had reached the peak of Qi refining.
"Who are you? Why do you know me? What hatred do we have? Why are you setting a trap to frame us here?"
Shi Yangming, who was knocked away by a move, asked several questions in succession. His body was the same as that of his senior brother Kang Xicheng, with all the bones broken and there was no chance to fight back.
"We don't seem to have any hatred. But we have known each other for a long time. As for framing you? There is no such thing. You broke into this formation by mistake. The target is not you, but it."
As he spoke, the black-clothed monk pointed his right hand toward the crevice in the stone ahead. There was a little beast with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like head, and a very cute furry body.
At this time, the little beast was grinning and staring at the luminous stone behind the big snake.
"Gold-swallowing beast? Is there really such a strange beast in the world?"
Seeing the gold-swallowing beast, Shi Yangming looked horrified, then looked at the monk in black and asked: "Since your target is not us, why did you attack us?"
"I said that we don't seem to have hatred. It's 'seem' rather than certain. I don't like to have regrets. Even if I kill someone by mistake, I don't want to let it go. Besides, the Blood Demon Sect and the Luoxia Sect are not going to stop fighting."
Hearing this, Shi Yangming finally understood everything. They had indeed entered by mistake, and it was reasonable for the black-robed monk to kill someone.
"That's it, I understand. But do you think you can really eliminate us all with the power of one person and one snake?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the seriously injured Shi Yangming suddenly stood up again. As his breath was released, a bronze mirror-like magic weapon appeared in his hand. This was the treasure of the Beast King Palace that Shi Yangming had obtained.
I saw that after Shi Yangming swallowed a pill, he poured all his spiritual power into the mirror magic weapon. After a while, one mirror turned into three mirrors, and the vast surging energy was several times stronger than the average top quality magic weapon.
The black-robed monk watched Shi Yangming cast the spell with an expressionless expression. This mirror magic weapon was indeed good and could scare ordinary monks, but it was not enough in front of the black-robed monk.
"go!"
Shi Yangming tapped his right hand, and the three mirrors released sharp light at the same time, blasting away at the black-robed monk.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, you are still too self-righteous. It's just a good magic weapon. It's not of much use."
The black-robed monk rose into the air and easily avoided the three spiritual light beams. At the same time, he changed the techniques of his hands. A black energy suddenly appeared in front of Shi Yangming and quickly transformed into a bloody scimitar.
"The Heavenly Demon Kung Fu? You are a remnant of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Could it be that you are..."
Shi Yangming seemed to have guessed the identity of the black-robed monk, but his seriously injured body was unable to withstand the opponent's fatal blow.
"Junior Brother Shi..."
At this time, Ouyang Tianyin should have escaped from Kangxi City, but due to the formation, he did not leave far. Seeing that Shi Yangming was about to be killed, he quickly approached the black scimitar.
Ouyang Tianyin used his body to withstand the fatal blow from the black-robed monk. He was bleeding and lying on the ground with his eyes closed.
"It's a pity, it's a pity, you should have been able to escape. It's a pity that you Luoxia Sect monks are too self-righteous, and you even regard yourself as the incarnation of justice."
The black-robed monk sneered coldly, looking at Zhuo Xiaowu who stood still and said nothing.
"What are your plans? Are you going to fight like them, or do you have other plans?"
Although Zhuo Xiaowu's strength ranks second among the four, and even ranks among the entire Luoxia Sect's young disciples, because he doesn't like to talk and is not good at communicating, he is like someone else's in the entire sect. Shadow has almost no say.
At least in his own perception, Kang Xicheng was the senior brother from beginning to end, and Shi Yangming was also the younger generation who was most valued by the sect.
In fact, Zhuo Xiaowu's personality is most suitable for self-cultivation. When his cultivation reaches the point where he is recognized by others, he can at least become an elder of the sect. However, his cultivation talent is average. Among the young disciples in the entire sect, he can be said to be one of the top three in age, older than the elder brother Kang Xicheng.
Therefore, in the heart of Zhuo Xiaowu, a dull gourd, he had already developed resentment towards the Luoxia Sect.
He believed that the Luoxia Sect did not give him better resources, which was why he was in his current state.
"If your Excellency agrees, I can stand by and watch."
Zhuo Xiaowu's words were very simple, but they also showed his attitude.
"That's very good. The Blood Demon Sect likes monks like you."
Zhuo Xiaowu watched with cold eyes. This was something Ouyang Tianyin and others did not expect at all. They all stared at each other.
Although Zhuo Xiaowu's sense of existence is not strong, everyone knows that the Luoxia Sect is a famous and upright sect. Every Luoxia Sect monk should have justice in his heart. But now it is his senior brother who needs help, but he Choose to ignore...
Could it be that in Zhuo Xiaowu's heart, his fellow apprentices were outsiders? Even if they are outsiders, the Luoxia Sect monks should not turn a blind eye to this situation.
"Senior Brother Zhuo..."
Ouyang Tianyin wanted to say something else, but Kang Xicheng stopped him and said, "It's useless, he has his own ideas."
Zhuo Xiaowu chose to ignore it and sat down cross-legged, since he only focused on his own cultivation.
"Okay! Don't show off your trivial feelings here. I will send you on your way now so as not to disturb me in catching rare beasts."
After the black-robed monk finished speaking, he raised the long knife in his hand and was about to slash at the Luoxia Sect monk.
At this time, Chen Yuan walked out of the formation and walked in slowly, saying coldly: "Your Excellency, are you too self-righteous? I'm here, do you think you can catch that little beast? ?”
It stands to reason that the formation has been activated, and Chen Yuan cannot enter the formation from the outside with his strength. However, with the powerful Demon Lord Bai Zhenshan, he can break through the small trapped beast formation with just a move of his fingers. He can easily break through even the sect-protecting formations of ordinary sects.
The reason why Chen Yuan did not break the formation immediately was because he also took a fancy to the gold-swallowing beast.
"Chen Yuan, it turns out you are alive too. Okay, very good. Since I have met all of you here today, let's deal with it at once to avoid further trouble in the future."
When the black-robed Xiaoyao Demon Lord saw Chen Yuan, his face under the black robe was first shocked, and then calm. His grievances with Chen Yuan were not comparable to those of the Luoxia Sect monks.
In the eyes of everyone, Chen Yuan's current strength is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Although Chen Yuan's advancement speed is shocking, Ouyang Tianyin is still worried.
I don't know when Ouyang Tianyin had the lingering shadow of Chen Yuan in his heart. Dragging his seriously injured body, he silently looked at Chen Yuan's not-so-handsome face and said:
"Chen...Chen Yuan...you are no match for him! Hurry up and I'll hold him off for you."
While speaking, Ouyang Tianyin activated his skills again. After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he rushed towards the black-robed monk again.
"It turns out she is still an infatuated woman!"
Chen Yuan could not see Ouyang Tianyin's display of affection, but outsiders could see it clearly. If he had not developed feelings for Chen Yuan, Ouyang Tianyin would hardly be able to lift the sword in his hand given his current physical condition.
When Ouyang Tianyin's sword was about to approach the black-robed monk, the big snake let out a roar, swinging its huge tail fiercely, rolling up violent wind and waves.
Chen Yuan looked at Ouyang Tianyin, who was taking action for him, without saying anything. He raised his right hand, and the three-leaf flying knife flew out, crossed three graceful arcs, and pierced into the scales of the big snake.
Blood spurted out, and the big snake was injured and let out an unwilling roar.
At this time, Ouyang Tianyin was also blocked by Chen Yuan. He threw out a bottle of elixir and said, "Miss Ouyang, it's better not to be brave. Save Brother Kang first, Brother Shi is the most important."
Chen Yuan's words were very soft, but to Ouyang Tianyin's ears, they brought her inexplicable sadness, especially the word "trying to be strong", which made her feel useless.
"Am I really a 'strong and useless' person in his heart?"
Ouyang Tianyin was secretly sad, but still took the elixir and returned to Shi Yangming and his wife with difficulty.
Being able to injure his big snake with one move, the black-robed Xiaoyao Demon Lord had to look at Chen Yuan again. You know, the big snake can seriously injure Kangxi City in the middle stage of foundation building by surprise.
But Chen Yuan is only at the eighth level of Qi refining.
This can only show that Chen Yuan's combat power can no longer be measured by level.
"Chen Yuan, you shouldn't appear here. This will only make the hatred between us deeper." The black-robed Xiaoyao Demon Lord did not choose to take action immediately.
"It can be heard from your words that there seems to be some grudge between you and me. I wonder if you can meet me with your true face. I would like to know who you are?"
Chen Yuan seemed to be standing lazily, but the black-robed Xiaoyao Demon Lord saw a powerful existence, so he ordered the big snake to fly away in the air.
"Chen Yuan, the grudge between you and me will be resolved sooner or later. But, not now."
The black-robed monk escaped without taking action, which surprised Chen Yuan, but in his memory, except for some minions of the Blood Demon Sect, he had no inextricable grudges with anyone.
