"Drink... The Yadi trial will begin now, right?"
The military master roared angrily, and appeared on top of the giant's head with a ruthless look. The Tiandao spear shrunk and returned to his palm: "Then the first thing I want to say is: I'm on the stage, and you can retreat quickly. All the treasures here are mine. of."
"Hahaha."
Mr. Jun laughed awkwardly twice, as if he felt that his laughter and standing posture were not powerful enough. He paused for a moment, stood the ground cracker aside, covered his face with his left hand and faced the sky, and laughed even more crazily. .
Nantian Wan'er stood on the Green Emperor Sacred Tree, looked at Master Jun and whispered, "Brother Jun is so scary when he smiles like that, and he looks like a lunatic who has become obsessed with cultivation."
"Hahaha……"
When Nan Tian Yijian heard Wan'er's sudden words, he covered his eyes and laughed: "Wan'er, you described him really well, but a fool is probably the most accurate way to describe his current appearance."
"cough……"
Master Jun heard the conversation between several people and was immediately robbed of his saliva. He turned to look at Nantian Wan'er and laughed awkwardly: "Is Wan'er so scary? I thought it would make me look more powerful. "
"Um..., you may have thought wrong."
Lu Chen looked at Master Jun's embarrassed look, and also covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at him: "Xiaojun, I don't blame them for saying that to you. The way you looked just now, you did look like a fool."
"yes"
Nantian Wan'er looked at Mr. Jun, nodded heavily and said, "Brother Jun, you should be more serious. I feel much better when you become serious than now."
"Since you all said so, I'd better be more serious. I also feel that what I did just now is not suitable for me."
Mr. Jun laughed awkwardly, slowly raised the ground cracking gun in his hand, pointed it at the monks in the west who were searching for the secret, and exuded layer after layer of spiritual pressure.
The monks on the opposite side felt the sudden pressure of spiritual energy, and they all raised their heads and glanced at Master Jun. They found that Master Jun only had the eighth level of breath control, and the expression on his face instantly became playful.
"Is this a taunt?"
Mr. Jun saw ridicule in these eyes at this time, and his emotions suddenly surged: "A bunch of ordinary people, if you are not the ancestor, you can't get in, how dare you laugh at me?"
With that said, Master Jun raised his spear again, roared angrily and fired a ball of thunder and lightning at the group of monks: "Drink..."
"Drink?"
Nan Tian Yijian listened to Master Jun's words and interrupted him directly: "Little Junzi, you can't attack them. They are all my followers, and I still need to rely on them for strength."
After saying that, Nan Tianyijian once again pulled out a flying sword from his back and said: "These treasures belong to the Horse Hunting Legion. If you are willing to join the Horse Hunting Legion, you can take the treasures here for yourself."
When these monks heard Nan Tian Yijian's roar, they turned their heads and glanced at Nan Tian Yijian, with even more playful expressions on their faces.
Their memories were sealed and they were the farthest away mortals. Lu Chen and the others had always stood at the center of the camp, so these monks had no idea of their true identities.
"Hey, there are two more local leopards. They got some treasures and came here to fill their heads."
"Yes, a native leopard is a native leopard. After getting some treasures, he thought he could break away from his identity as a native leopard."
"Just watch and see how our brothers make things difficult for these local leopards."
As Nan Tianyijian shouted again, these monks stopped their movements and began to mock. One team of monks even picked up their weapons and charged towards Master Jun with their spiritual energy.
"They are just young people who have just entered the spiritual practice. Just treat it as a joke. Isn't it too much for you to do this?"
Some monks in the crowd had cold and arrogant faces. When they saw this group of monks trying to embarrass the military master, they snorted with disdain, lowered their heads and began to search for the secret treasures.
In their opinion, the aura exuded by the three people was only at the eighth level of the Breath Control Realm. They immediately classified Lu Chen and others into the ranks of novice practitioners. They felt that it was the first time for them to enter the secret realm. The magic weapon that comes is full of face.
"Huh? Why did they rush over? Didn't I scare them?"
Nan Tian Yijian looked at the monks in front of him and said blankly: "And I seem to have heard them saying that we are earth leopards. What kind of monster is this? The name doesn't sound good to me, right?"
"Xiao Jianzi, with your little cultivation, you still have the nerve to shout?"
Mr. Jun said unceremoniously: "No wonder those people are looking at you like a fool. What kind of monster is the native leopard? They are mocking you."
"It's up to me. I don't believe in the pressure of the Tiandao Spear, and I can't make them surrender and be afraid."
Master Jun called out the Tiandao Spear and spoke again, while at the same time exuding his greatest cultivation level in the Breath Control Realm.
In the end, he still received a lot of blank stares. When the remaining monks saw the Tianzhi spear in his hand, their eyes began to exude greed, and they also ran towards them.
"what happened?"
Master Jun saw that his release of pressure did not bring any effective effect, and he said dejectedly: "I am already at the eighth level of breath regulation, why can't I deter them?"
"Their memories have been blocked by the ancestors. Have you forgotten them?"
Lu Chen looked at the state of the two people, chuckled and said, "Now that we are releasing our cultivation in front of them, it is like four ants suddenly appearing in a herd of elephants. Do you think they will react because of the clamor of the ants? "
Master Jun looked at the monks rushing forward and said angrily: "It seems to be true, but they probably don't know that there are also man-eating ants among the ants."
"Let them see the effect of my man-eating ant." Mr. Jun slowly gathered his hands to make a hand gesture, mobilized the innate thunder energy in his body, and condensed a huge thunder spear in front of him.
Mr. Jun made another seal, and a ten-foot-long thunder dragon appeared directly on the gun. The thunder dragon quickly swam along the gun body from the gun pier and wrapped around the entire gun body.
The dragon's mouth rested on the tip of the spear, and the dragon's tail was tied to the spear pier. A dragon spear bursting with lightning appeared in the middle of the two camps.
"Now this dragon gun only has the attack power of the mid-level Qi descending realm, which is far from enough."
Mr. Jun sighed and turned to look at Lu Chen. "Little Lu'er, give me a thunder pill quickly. I will increase the power to shock and intimidate them."
Lu Chen took out a thunder pill, wrapped it with spiritual energy and threw it to Mr. Jun: "Be careful, we have just come down and don't understand the situation here yet. Just drive them away first."
"Understood, I am born to use the things my ancestor gave me!"
Master Jun responded arrogantly, melted the thunder pill into the dragon's mouth, and fired the dragon gun directly.
The thunder dragon spear came out of his hand and rushed towards the crowd without stopping in the air. Mr. Jun shouted again, and a thunder dragon phantom broke away from the gun barrel, followed by bursts of dragon roars surrounding the dragon spear.
The monks who were charging from the opposite side looked at the Dragon Spear that was approaching in an instant, and a contemptuous smile flashed across their lips. They didn't even bother to release their external defenses and rushed directly towards the Dragon Spear.
There was an explosion, and the dragon gun was the first to explode in the crowd. The thunder dragon phantom swept through bursts of thunder, impacting on the crowd and on the ground. The powerful destructive force fell straight down and smashed the area into a Huge pit.
The light of spiritual energy in the giant pit kept flashing, and he roared several times: "Little Leopard, how dare you release such a powerful spell to attack us, you really don't want to live anymore."
As the voice fell, more than a dozen disgraced monks quickly crawled out of the smoke.
After all, they did not expect the power of the dragon gun. Although they released their defensive moves at the last moment when the dragon gun exploded, it was already too late.
The last-minute defensive measures failed to withstand the impact of the innate thunder energy.
The dozen or so monks all climbed up from the pit and looked around in ragged clothes. Although the blow from the descending Qi realm did not cause serious injuries to them, it also made them lose face in front of the group of monks behind them.
When these more than ten monks saw that the monks behind them were all laughing at themselves, they finally lost their composure. They no longer cared about the idea of bullying the young with more, and cursed angrily at Master Jun, stood in a row and quickly kneaded hands with their hands. , directly shot all the magic weapons in his hand at Master Jun.
"Why are you so anxious? My attack is not over yet. The real feast begins now."
Master Jun looked at the renewed magic weapon Flying Sword, and calmly moved his right hand to the center of his eyebrows, gently wiping away the magic eye.
The lightning in the magical power's eyes quickly condensed and shot a ray of light in the direction of the pothole. The light quickly rushed into the broken dragon spear fragments and instantly detonated the spear fragments.
"How can a monk in the Pranayama realm alert me?"
A monk raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked himself. When he saw the light igniting the spear fragments, his expression instantly became frightened: "No, brothers, move quickly, this is an attack approaching the Okita realm."
The monk roared angrily and quickly retreated to the side. Unfortunately, before the group of monks could completely evacuate, the blue-purple thunder and lightning had spread to all directions, and the two monks closest to the thunder and lightning were directly blown to pieces.
The crushed flesh and blood stained the nearby mummies, making the surrounding environment filled with dead bones and corpses suddenly become even more eerie.
The monks with greedy eyes in the distance who were rushing towards Master Jun were instantly frightened and even retreated further when they saw this devastating attack.
"Little thief, how dare you kill my brother..."
Although the group of monks a little further away were not killed by the explosion, they were also seriously injured. Half of their bodies were almost broken by the explosion. At this time, they could only lie on the ground and scream.
The monks who stood on the outermost edge and were not attacked by the lightning core slowly climbed up holding the wounds on their bodies. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they looked at Master Jun shouting loudly, demanding that Master Jun pay for their brothers' lives.
Although they were shouting angrily, they had released spiritual energy and controlled magic weapons to aim at Master Jun, but their bodies were quietly moving in the opposite direction.
The attack unleashed by Mr. Jun just now shocked them so much that before they could see whether Mr. Jun could launch such an attack at this moment, they were already prepared to escape.
