At this moment, Feng Wu struggled to instigate the burning wings and flew into the mountain with a limp.
Qi Tian cooperated extremely well and let out a heart-breaking roar while fighting the Wufu Stage monks, "Fengwu" The Jindan monk who shouted this was very proud.
He chased Fengwu leisurely.
It was because Fengwu was flying too slowly, so he just used a few fireballs to make it easy to eat.
The shitty crow had no power to fight back, "Haha, aren't you very sharp-tongued?
Can't you speak?
After a while, when you die, I will roast you and eat you to see if it's your mouth that's tough or mine that's better."
"Ah bah."
Feng Wu twisted and twisted, seemingly in a panic, and suddenly hit a strong tree, causing a lot of snow to fall from the tree.
I can’t get hard.”
Fengwu lay helplessly under the tree.
The snow on the ground combined with the snowflakes falling from the tree created a white mist as the flames on Fengwu's body burned.
"You are still like this when you are about to die."
The face of the fake Jindan cultivator turned the color of pig liver, and even her fingers were trembling a little, "I will definitely peel off your skin, beat your tendons and make your life worse than death."
Feng Wu glared weakly at the pseudo-mother Jin Dan, "If you eat it, it won't arouse you, and you will be blind for nothing."
"You, you," the pseudo-mother Jin Dan said "you" several times in a row, but she really had nothing to say, so she stamped her foot, and in a fierce rage, she actually made ten fireballs as big as a basin.
"Ah" a shrill cry came out from the center of the group of fireballs, "Ah" and each sound was more pitiful and weaker than the last.
By now, less than half a stick of incense has passed.
"Humph, I'll let you know that any sharp tongue is useless in the face of absolute strength."
At this time, Jin Dan, the pseudo-mother, showed a satisfied smile, "If I am kind-hearted, I will let you die happily."
The pseudo-mother Jin Dan turned around, but actually she was filled with hatred in her heart.
He wanted to kill the crow like this, but he couldn't stand what the crow said every second.
If he hadn't cultivated himself well, at this moment He has suffered from numerous heart and blood problems for a long time.
Even now, his blood and essence are surging, his spiritual power is not smooth, and his consciousness is cramped.
The moment Jin Dan turned around, a flame flew out of the fireball, a white flame that was only the size of a baby's fingernail.
No one could see the speed of the flame clearly.
It was as if the flame appeared outside the fireball when the pseudo-girl's golden elixir turned around, and then shuttled through space and touched the pseudo-girl's golden elixir.
The pseudo-mother Jin Dan only felt a chill on his scalp, as if a basin of cold water had been poured onto his head.
He couldn't help but touch it with his hand suspiciously, but he reached up to his elbow, but felt nothing.
The pseudo-mother Jin Dan frowned and saw the black crow flying in front of it, with an expression of indifference, yes, it was indifference, as if it had nothing to do with it, as if it had trampled an ant to death.
Feng Wu watched the fire melting the skull of the pseudonym Jin Dan, and the palms he stretched out behind him had long since turned into nothingness.
What could he feel with the missing back of his head and missing arms?
Feng Wu shook his head.
He didn't expect that the battle would end so quickly.
He originally only had the power of one blow, but with just this one blow, he instantly defeated an arrogant man.
"Zizi, this psychological quality is a comprehensive quality."
It’s important, it’s also very important.”
The fight on the main battlefield was extremely brutal.
Qi Tian held bricks in his hand and started to violently bombard the monks in the Fifth Palace Period.
However, the monks in the Fifth Palace Period didn't know how to eat vegetarian food.
Even though they were beaten, they were blinded, but their divine power continued to flow throughout their bodies. , protect the vital parts of the body Even Qi Tian was impressed.
This physical training monk who came from a remote village was also at the Wufu stage, but he didn't have any magic weapon that he could use, and he didn't know what the exercises were.
He just cultivated a rough skin.
It’s so thick, it’s just a human shield.
Qitian Banzhuan kept greeting the monk.
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He was also depressed in such a battle.
It was like a boy holding a brick trying to deal with a century-old bastard.
Apart from enduring the time, there was no way Qitian could do it.
On the other side, Er Hui led the monk in a circle, and did not run far away.
He ran in circles in the woods in front of the village.
Once he pulled the monk far away, Er Hui stopped.
Wait, that monk looks like he is just walking around.
Fengwu solved one of them and went to Erhui's side to help, but it didn't have any other moves except flying.
"A monk can't outrun a donkey, can you?"
Feng Wu curled his lips and saw that the monk from the Five Palaces was so tired that he used unkind words to provoke him.
"You can do it."
The monk is already in his seventies, and his cultivation has stopped here.
He originally wanted to go to a small country to become a free prince, collect a harem, and take care of himself, but he was told that this small place has Chongbao, he just came here to join in the fun.
It would be great if he could pick up the leaks.
If he couldn't, it would be an outing.
But who the hell thought he would have to fight here?
It's not that there are no monks here except for a protective formation.
Is it done?
Thinking about it, the old monk felt that he had been tricked.
His old face was filled with anger, and he shouted to the bird in the sky, "You can do it, you can do it, come here, you can do it, you can do it, why don't you go to heaven?"
"Ah!"
Fengwu didn't expect that this old man was quite arrogant, so he actually stood still.
"Anyway, I won't run away.
Why don't you go and do whatever you want?
I've even set a table in heaven and on earth."
The old monk shook off the snow on his robe and fixed his hair.
"I have to go back to eat, Xiao Taohong."
Still waiting for me” The old monk said that there was a trace of blood on Xiao Taohong's face, and she looked like she was smiling, "Which of you can do it, come on.
Bye bye, huh, huh, Ligla."
Feng Wu and Er Hui looked at the old man's brisk pace and looked at each other, "What's going on?"
"I don't know," Er Hui shook his head in confusion, "If you don't know, I don't know either, but I always feel that there is a conspiracy."
"It is indeed abnormal," Feng Wu squinted his eyes in thought, "You go help that idiot Qi Tian first, and I will follow the old man quietly first."
"Yeah" Er Hui nodded solemnly, "Be careful to leave early and come back early on the way."
When Er Hui rushed to the front of Tongluo Village, his two hooves headed towards the man Qi Tian was beating with a brick.
"Pfft" the monk from Wufu spit out a mouthful of blood, "You are so cruel" "Er Hui, go deal with those group of foundation-building monks.
This protective formation won't last long."
Qi Tian covered the gloomy look in his eyes and continued to deal with the five palace monks.
Er Hui ignored it and watched the protective formation swaying under the attack of this group of people.
Most of the people including the old village chief were already bleeding from their orifices.
It took off with all four hooves and rushed towards the group of monks.
The bodies of this group of monks were not as hard as Er Hui's, not to mention that they bumped into this group of monks after running so fast, so soon the group of monks staggered around, and two of them died tragically under Er Hui's hooves.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting."
The Wufu monk was stepped on by Qi Tian.
Now his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
He made a difficult voice, and then tried to stand up.
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How could Qi Tian get what he wanted?
If he stepped on the ground hard, if he used any more force, the monk's originally injured internal organs would be shattered.
However, he was very confused about the fighting methods of these physical training monks.
It seemed that Everyone is a rookie.
"I surrender, I surrender, I don't want to play anymore."
The monk was crying.
"Isn't it just a group fight?
Isn't it a matter of life and death?"
"What did you say?"
Qi Tian said suspiciously, "A group fight."
"Yes."
The monk raised his face hard to avoid eating dirt, "I was practicing well in the mountains and forests.
The monk who practiced Qi said that he would give me a magic weapon and let me come over to teach a few ignorant juniors.
Whatever you win or lose is mine, I said, brother, I give in now, the mission is accomplished, please let me go quickly."
Qi Tian looked at the monk with an expression that didn't look like he was lying, but why was this matter so strange, "It was the monk who asked you just now, and where are you from?"
"I'm just a casual cultivator."
The monk shed two tears.
"Two years ago, I helped an old man carry firewood, but the old man gave me a book and said that if I practice, I won't be hungry.
I don't think so.
I have just embarked on this path.
I should have known that I would not help others.
Now I don’t have enough to eat every day, and I fight when I have nothing to do.
What evil have I done?”
Qitian was silent and quietly stretched his legs back, but secretly he kept paying attention to every move of this physique.
As soon as the body cultivator saw that Qi Tian was no longer stepping on him, he immediately got up and sat down cross-legged.
"I'm injured now.
I have to meditate quickly.
Just do whatever you need to do and leave me alone.
I'll go to the city to look for you in a while."
The monk wants the magic weapon."
"The monk who promised to give you the magic weapon is not the one just now."
Qi Tian took two steps back.
It was really unbelievable to him that the person in front of him had exposed his life gate in front of him so carelessly.
Isn't this person afraid of death?
"No, he's a white-faced scholar."
"The white-faced scholar" Qi Tian's eyes lit up, and he instantly remembered the person Shi Yun had rescued.
When he contacted what this person said, Qi Tian suddenly thought of a word that sounded like a tiger leaving the mountain: "It's not good."
At this moment, the protective array of Tongluo Village instantly shattered, and the old village chief and the old people all fell in Tongluo Village, and the stones in their hands turned into dust.
Qi Tian only took one look and knew that these people had lost all hope.
"Ashes will return to dust, soil will return to soil.
I will do my best to protect the descendants of you Tongluo Village."
After Qi Tian finished speaking, he sat on Er Hui's back and ran towards the place where the teenagers gathered behind Tongluo Village.
At this moment, Fengwu flew towards Tongluo Village like a chicken blood, muttering as he flew, "It's too yellow and too violent.
Little Taohong, Grandpa Feng, I will also look for a lot of little Taohong in the future."
Not far from the back mountain of Tongluo Village, an army was ready to go.
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In front of them, standing at the front of them, was a scholar in white Confucian uniform.
"Alas," the scholar said to himself with a sad look on his face, "Ayun, I don't want to take this step, but who made that thing too tempting?"
"Sir, one mile further is the territory of Tongluo Village."
A soldier said with his fists clasped.
"Listen to my order," the white-faced scholar said softly, making people feel as if they were breathing spring breeze.
"If you see anyone in Tongluo Village, kill them without mercy."
"Yes" was ordered, with solemn expressions on the faces of the officers and soldiers, and the voice was transmitted two miles away.
"As for the legendary treasure, I can know where it is by searching its soul."
The white-faced scholar looked at the mountain in front of him and couldn't help but be filled with memories, "Shi Yun, I am really lucky to meet you
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