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The carnival of monsters is a disaster for the human race. A massacre has begun. The body is so fragile that it can be easily torn apart by claws and claws. Blood flows like a fountain. The soft internal organs are the supreme delicacy. The muscles, bones, skin and flesh are abandoned aside, and then slowly Enjoy.
Zhou Ji's heart was as solid as stone. He took a few glances and waved to Xiaobai. Xiaobai thought that he couldn't stand it any longer, and he was too self-reliant to take action. He immediately approached in the demon cloud, folded his sleeves and said, "What are your instructions, Master?"
"Thank you, Miss Bai, go to the Tiankeng and invite Na Guan Changchong to see me."
Xiao Bai was slightly stunned, but did not refuse, saying: "If he avoids seeing you..."
Zhou Ji said calmly: "That means you don't have to drink wine as a penalty. You might as well tell him - forget it, I'm sorry he doesn't have the guts."
Xiaobai heard that he was quite disdainful of Guan Changchong, and seemed to know his origins. The doubts in his heart became more and more intense. Even if Wei Shiqi was an old friend of him, it was impossible for him to tell everyone in detail, who he really was. ? With all kinds of thoughts coming and going, she frowned slightly, urged the demon cloud, and threw it straight into the sinkhole.
It was either unbearable or unbearable. After more than ten breaths, the Taoist monk who was lurking on the side could no longer hold back. He rushed out with a loud shout and took action angrily. For a moment, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and the treasure light was shining everywhere, a total of twenty-one swords. The man, who was thirteen in swordsmanship and eight in weapon cultivation, was led by a middle-aged man with a beard. They covered each other and killed more than ten monsters in one go.
The Rakshasa girl saw that her master was paying great attention to those human monks, and she was moved in her heart and said: "There are only about twenty people, and there are no strong hands to guard them. How many people can be saved? I am afraid that the Clay Bodhisattva is crossing the river, and he will not be able to protect himself!" "
Zhou Ji was noncommittal and stood in the air for a while. The monsters gradually stabilized their position and surrounded them one after another. The monks were forced to form formations to protect themselves. They were no longer as smooth sailing as they had been at first. The big man with the beard carried two swords. Whenever someone was in danger, he would step forward to put out the fire. His swords were heavy. One sword slashed vertically, and the other swept horizontally. His moves were clumsy, like chopping firewood. Unfortunately, no monster could resist it. .
After a moment of stalemate, a roar came, and the monsters receded like a tide, only to see a burly giant three feet away, rushing over with heavy steps, with a ferocious face and sharp fangs exposed at the corners of his mouth. , the upper body was only wrapped in an animal skin around the waist.
The Rakshasa girl explained: "Master, he is a fierce general under Guan Changchong. He calls himself 'Huanli'. He is made of steel and iron, invulnerable to weapons and weapons, and has infinite strength."
Zhou Ji pointed at the bearded man and asked, "Who is that man who cuts people with two swords?"
The Rakshasa girl hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said, "I don't know the monks from the Taoist sect, and I have never seen him before."
In front of Huan Li, the group of human monks were like babies. He raised his furry right foot and stepped down head-on. The bearded man did not dare to resist and stepped aside. There was a loud "buzz--" and the sole of his foot landed on the ground, shaking him. The earth shook, the mountains shook, and dust and smoke rose everywhere. The shock wave rolled around and scattered all the monks. The monks staggered here and there, and their footing was unstable. Only the big man with a curly beard remained unmoved. He raised his two swords and slashed hard. There was a clanging sound, like fine iron being struck. Although it is a wolf, it moves extremely quickly.
There were three monks who bore the brunt. Two of them activated their flying swords, and one of them used a dragon short stick, and they all hit the opponent's eyes and nose at the same time. Huan Li retracted his hands and knocked away the flying swords one after another like swatting flies. He caught the Panlong short stick and broke it in half.
After finally gaining a moment of space, the three monks stayed away from Huan Li, their expressions extremely ugly. They are also considered to be the best of the young generation of Taoist sect. This time they ventured to the tiankeng where monsters gathered. Firstly, it was a trial. They worked behind closed doors and competed with each other. How could they compare with the fight with real swords and real spears? Secondly, they were just ordinary people. He chose an innate body to inject fresh blood into the Taoist sect to pass on the fire forever, but he didn't expect that he would suffer a big loss without even seeing his true master.
Since the destruction of Dongming City, the Taoist Sect has been struggling to survive and has been silent for a long time. Fortunately, a sword cultivator who was born in Kunlun broke out of the siege and led the disciples to escape to the southwest and hide in the poor mountains and rivers. After struggling to survive, they survived for thousands of years. , ushered in a glimmer of light. Cultivation is a gift from God. There is only one innate body in the world, so it is extremely rare. In the past, Taoist sects only looked for successors in wilderness areas. Finding needles in a haystack was not easy. Millions of people were raised in Tiankeng. After hundreds of generations, there is no shortage of people. However, due to Guan Changchong, the Taoist sect has never been able to intervene.
However, it turned out that for some reason, Guan Changchong left the Tiankeng, led a group of his confidants to Kunlun Mountain, and disappeared without a trace. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Daomen weighed the pros and cons and decided to take advantage of the fire, but unexpectedly a Huanli appeared and blocked the way.
The bearded man's surname was Gui Mingyun. He studied under the Kunlun Patriarch who turned the tide and achieved great results. He shouldered a heavy responsibility and led the backbone of the Taoist sect to come to take the lead and test it out. This test revealed the opponent's details, and sure enough, except for Huan Li who stayed behind in the Tiankeng, Guan Changchong and other big demons all stayed away.
His thick eyebrows stood up, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, he suddenly shouted loudly, his swords clashed, two sword lights, one purple and one green, surged and circled Huan Li several times, but they couldn't break through his steel body. , returned without success.
Huan Li was struck by the light of the sword, like being struck by lightning. He stood frozen for a moment, his huge body suddenly shrank down, and he was shortened by more than half his head. He raised his head to the sky and exhaled a stream of white air, bent down, raised his big fist and smashed it hard. Guiyun advanced and retreated like lightning, clinging to Huanli, preventing him from freeing his hands to deal with the younger disciples of the Taoist sect.
After fighting for a while, Huan Li was hit by the sword light one after another. He was not injured at all, but his body shrank again and again. Gui Yun's heart is like a bright mirror. Even if the opponent is made of steel and iron, and he resists the sword as if there is no one around, he will eventually have to pay a price and slowly wear it down. When he can no longer shrink, he will die. Huan Li also sensed something was wrong and became furious. He immediately abandoned Gui Yun and, regardless of the fact that his sword was as bright as a gangrene attached to the bone, he attacked a group of Taoist disciples and killed him. He took one out, bit the head off hard, and sucked the blood from the broken neck. He made a slurping sound, and his body swelled up, as if he had taken a tonic.
Guiyun knew that the situation was unstoppable, so he made a decisive decision: "Quickly retreat!"
Huan Li's mouth was dripping with blood, and he grinned ferociously, saying: "Want to leave? Where to go!" The three of them chewed the corpse into pieces, making it crunchy. He was addicted to the food and stretched out his arms to catch the Taoist disciples. However, when he saw the flying sword magic weapon coming towards him, he shook his head to avoid the vital points and refused to stop, so as not to miss the opportunity.
At the critical moment, a wisp of sword wire flew out of the air and circled Huan Li's head. His face suddenly changed, and his body shrank sharply, turning into a dwarf less than three feet tall. He was frightened and frightened, and stepped away. The two short legs turned around and ran away. A six-yang leader had already rolled into the dust and died with its eyes closed.
Guiyun was determined and charged with both swords, gathering the surviving disciples to avoid unnecessary damage.
The Rakshasa girl said "Huh" and glanced at the guru subconsciously. Zhou Ji laughed and said to himself: "So it's you!"
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