Xi Saohui looked disgraced and embarrassed, but in good spirits. He seemed frightened, not seriously injured. King Scarlet Xiao comforted him a few words and asked about the incident at Banshan Temple. Xi Saohui shook his head like a rattle and muttered: "King Luohu kicked the iron plate and suffered a big loss..." King Scarlet Xiao heard this. His heart froze, and he quickly came to his senses. Being cautious indeed had its benefits, and King Rahu most likely made the return trip for him.
It turned out that Xi Saohui followed the instructions of King Red Xiao and disappeared, hiding in the dense forest and watching from a distance to spy on the reality of Banshan Temple. As its name suggests, the Banshan Temple is located on a cliff halfway up the original Shenshan Mountain, with the sky above and the abyss below. The terrain is extremely steep. Xi Saohui's eyesight was so good that he could see clearly from a high position. Only Shomu and Di Ling were the only two people in the temple. As people walked around, the monsters from the original Shenshan Mountain had built several huts to shelter outside the temple, and the branches were covered with dried meat for the winter.
Thinking that these dried meats were all soldiers under King Red Owl during his lifetime, Xi Saohui felt a little uncomfortable.
The Banshan Temple was calm as usual. Shen Mu was in charge inside and Di Ling was in charge outside. They each performed their duties and took care of the temple in an orderly manner. The monsters got a lot of benefits, and they worked very hard. They were assigned by Bohu to build the temple and walls, and they worked very hard. In Xi Saohui's impression, these native monsters have always been lazy, wandering in the mountains, just looking for food and warmth. Even if they have conflicts with each other, they will fight with each other with their old fists, but they will "stop" and will not kill their companions and plunder them. blood. In other words, they are gentle in temperament and do not want to make progress, and the main point of their blood is to invade like fire. Living like this is no different from death.
I just didn't expect that once a foreign enemy invaded, they would stick together tightly and unleash such a powerful fighting force that they would even provoke the soldiers under the command of the Red Owl King!
Xi Saohui watched for a long time, thinking about what to do next, when a partial force appeared at the end of the field of vision, heading over the mountains and ridges to attack the Banshan Temple. After careful identification, it was Qin Dongchu, the general under King Luohu.
When Qin Dongchu's name was unknown, he was once trapped in Hushan Mountain. He slaughtered all the old, weak, sick and disabled under his command in one night, drained all their blood, feasted on the corpses, and led hundreds of elites to break out at night. They killed mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. He managed to escape and became famous in one battle. No one dared to underestimate him anymore.
King Luohu sent him to the Yuan Shen Mountain, which can be regarded as knowing people and making good use of them. Xi Saohui's spirit was refreshed, he restrained his aura, and watched the changes. Qin Dongchu brought all the elites who had been on the battlefield. They were strong and as fast as wind and fire. They attacked the Banshan Temple with thunderous force. By the time the monsters building the temple walls were alerted, the vanguard troops were already close at hand. .
The others were in a mess, fleeing in all directions, howling and screaming. Although Bohu was panicked, he was still somewhat sober, and ordered them to protect themselves by the wall and not to act rashly. Di Ling rushed out from the mountain gate with a wooden stick. Although there were tens of thousands of people there, he faced the enemy alone and fought his way into the siege. Xi Saohui saw clearly that Di Ling and King Luohu had indeed parted ways, and he was extremely aggressive. He killed more than ten elite soldiers in one go, and no one could stop him. Qin Dongchu ordered his soldiers to disperse, and personally stepped forward to fight with him. A big spear swung its tail like a dragon, and he unleashed all his strength. Not only was he unable to do anything to the opponent, but he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Di Ling worshiped under the Qi Ran seat and practiced with great concentration, converting the blood and energy in his body into the power of nirvana bit by bit. It seemed thankless, but in fact, over time, it had the magical effect of breaking out of the cocoon and turning into a butterfly. Qin Dongchu was the general who led the troops to attack the front line. He fought and died, and he always looked down on Di Ling, a shoddy guy like Di Ling who guarded the blood pool. In this confrontation, he just wanted to capture him, but he didn't want to be pressed down and beaten by the opponent in full view of everyone. Next, the old face really couldn't stand it, so he gritted his teeth and pumped up his blood. A black shadow danced out of the spear in his hand, poking at it, wishing he could turn the opponent into a hornet's nest.
The spear was an iron spear, and the stick was a wooden stick. The iron was hard and the wood was brittle. After a long exchange of blows, the stick was overwhelmed and broke into two. Qin Dongchu took the opportunity to press forward step by step. Di Ling held a broken stick in each hand and fought while retreating. The soldiers behind him saw an opportunity and couldn't restrain their impulse. They secretly poked and fired cold arrows. Di Ling held a stick in his left hand to hold the iron spear. He reached back with his right hand and, with the eyes on the back of his head, he lifted an elite soldier high into the air like a divine aid. He danced with joy and threw it at Qin Dongchu in the air.
Xi Saohui secretly cheered. This hand was able to use both distraction and distraction. It was so wonderful that even he couldn't do it.
Qin Dongchu was so ruthless that he didn't care about his life or death. He retracted his iron spear without hesitation and used the "Poison Dragon Drill" move to pierce the elite soldier's body and stab Di Ling's chest and abdomen. Di Ling made a mistake and his sight was blocked. When the tip of the spear protruded from the flesh and flesh and was very close, he reluctantly turned around and used two broken sticks to fight.
At the critical moment, he managed to hold the fight, but unexpectedly he was hit hard by someone behind him, followed by a stick, and then a knife. Di Ling swung the iron gun away with his arms and rolled to the ground. A broken stick rushed into the enemy group like a whirlwind, causing a bloody storm. Qin Dongchu cursed secretly, threw away the dead bodies at the tip of his spear, and chased them one after another, without caring about the lives of his soldiers, and went on a killing spree.
Seeing that the momentum was not going well, everyone dispersed with a shout. Di Ling, who had never practiced any technique such as the ground knife, rolled a few times and got his left foot entangled with his right foot. He was intercepted by Qin Dongchu and started fighting again.
Blood monsters were originally enlightened by beasts. At first, they only relied on claws and claws to bite them. After fighting a lot, they figured out some ways. Gradually, they understood the power of weapons. Qin Dongchu's iron spear was shot out of the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses. It only went back and forth a few times. The victory was due to the force and force. Di Ling broke his stick and couldn't use any force. He was in a stalemate for a while.
When Qin Dongchu saw that he was in a hurry and could not do anything to the other party, he gave an order and his soldiers abandoned Di Ling and went to the Banshan Temple to kill him. They were still a few feet away from the mountain gate, but they heard the continuous sound of Sanskrit sounds. A big man stepped out with his bare hands and pulled The mighty force of the heaven and earth moved, like rammed earth, it hit the head with a loud noise, smashing all the elite soldiers in front of them into a pulp, and no one was spared.
Xi Saohui was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. Who could resist such unreasonable and thunderous methods? Who can stop it? How come there is such an expert in the Banshan Temple, so well hidden, and has never been revealed before? Di Ling was also surprised. He only knew that there were three masters and disciples in Banshan Temple. When did such a evil star appear? Fortunately, he stopped in front of the mountain gate. One man was guarding the gate and no one could open it. He was a friend, not an enemy, so there was no need to worry for the time being.
Qin Dongchu knew that the situation was over and he thought he was no match. He tried his best to force Di Ling back and turned around to leave. Di Ling roared angrily, his arms suddenly grew, and two broken sticks flew out from his hand, hitting him on the back like hard whips. Qin Dongchu fought hard to take two blows, and without looking back, he dived into the jungle and escaped. The soldiers under his command looked at each other in disbelief, shouted in unison, and fled in all directions.
Di Ling did not pursue him. Instead, he turned around to greet the big man and politely asked about his name. The big man smiled and did not answer, and just looked at the cliff. Xi Saohui was so frightened that he didn't care about hiding his whereabouts, so he turned around and ran away. In a panic, he fell into a ditch and suffered a bruise on his nose and face.
