"Is this a whip?
Your senior brother, you are so strong......
Bi Qing followed Ye Shaoyang's side, and when she saw Dao Feng's methods, she was also very shocked, thinking to herself that even if it was herself, it would be impossible to please Dao Feng, this guy should be on the same level as his senior brother Qingniu.
"Let's go!"
Ye Shaoyang didn't dare to stay, his eyes locked on the yellow-clothed disciple who was still running in front of him, and he chased after him with Maoshan volleys, entering the valley between the two mountains.
Looking back, there were many people coming down from the highest peak (it should be the main peak of Xuanyuan Mountain) and rushing towards the wind.
Yang Gongzi dealt with the previous disciples, passed by him, and also ran to Ye Shaoyang's side under the scolding of Dao Feng, leaving only Dao Feng alone, proudly facing more and more Xuanyuan Mountain disciples, holding a divine whip in his hand, completely fearless.
"Xiao Yezi, you learn a little, see how the wind god pretends to be forced!"
The pony sticks out his tongue.
The group followed behind the yellow-clothed disciple and burrowed into the valley, twisting and turning.
Ye Shaoyang and his gang chased very closely, and finally lost their goal, fortunately, there was only one road in the valley, and they kept going, and at the end, there was a hillside in front of them, and the figure of the yellow-clothed disciple could be seen flashing away from above, Xie Yuqing followed Ye Shaoyang closely, grabbed him and shouted: "Why did no one stop us all the way, according to my decades of experience as a police officer, this is not scientific." ” "Decades?"
Ye Shaoyang was shocked.
"My dad's experience has been shared with me, not for decades."
"Maybe we're running too fast."
Pony Road.
"It makes sense, and what kind of place is this, it's Xuanyuan Mountain, it's impossible for anyone to come here in normal times.
So it's normal for them to be defenseless. ” While chatting, everyone rushed up the hill and looked down, and they were all stunned.
On the back of the hillside, in the middle of several mountains, there is a depression, about the size of a few football fields, there are seven ponds in the middle, each showing different colors, from a distance it looks like a tangram for children to play, this kind of colorful pond, it is not uncommon in the world, Huanglonggou is the representative, however, on the top of these seven ponds, there are various colors of "steam" constantly rising, condensing in the middle position, forming a huge colorful aperture, which looks very exaggerated.
This kind of picture that can only be seen in science fiction movies really appeared in front of everyone, everyone was shocked, and looked at it, directly below the aperture, there was a perfect circle of pools, completely different from the next few pools, this pool is completely colorless, only the middle position has a floating light rising, and then like a funnel shape, connected to the ball of light above, it looks like a stationary tornado.
"Don't look for it, these eight achievements are thunder pools."
Yang Gongzi muttered.
Everyone came back to their senses and looked down to see that there were some monks standing near the Thunder Pond, on the edge of the seven small pools.
The yellow-clothed disciple who rushed over to report the news was standing in front of these monks, pointing in this direction and saying something.
Most of these monks are wearing orange robes, and only one old monk wearing red is supposed to be their head, holding a Zen staff that is taller than his head.
All the monks' eyebrows are white, very long, they look kind, and they all have a pair of large exaggerated prayer beads hanging around their necks, which looks from a distance, which reminds Ye Shaoyang of Sha Seng and Lu Zhishen......
When Ye Shaoyang and his party looked over, these monks had already discovered them under the guidance of the yellow-clothed Taoist priest, and they were eyeing them one by one.
"These are Pangu monks?"
Sibao muttered, "A monk is a monk, why do you bring the word Pangu?"
” Ye Shaoyang also didn't understand this question, and replied casually: "Pangu, awesome character, let's call this awesome." ” Sibao and others have a black line.
"Hey, white eyebrows, have you seen them, these monks' eyebrows are also white, are they your long-lost family members?"
Sibao teased Wu Jiawei.
Wu Jiawei glared at him, "You are still bald like them, it is your family." ” The two teased, and their feet were not idle, they followed Ye Shaoyang and ran down the hill with a smoke, and came to the front of the "Thunder Pool", looking at it from such a close distance, the "storm" composed of spiritual power on the Thunder Pool looked even more terrifying.
"Who are you waiting for, and if so, why are you coming?"
The old monk at the head raised his eyebrows and said coldly.
"Master, I don't have time to talk to you, I have a demon servant who needs to be reborn with your thunder pool, I hope you agree, if you don't agree, we will come hard, you see?"
When the old monk heard Ye Shaoyang's words, he was stunned on the spot.
"The old man has guarded this thunder pool for many years......
It's the first time I've heard that outsiders are coming here to survive the Thunder Tribulation, you ......
How did you come up with the idea?
” "Leave that alone."
Ye Shaoyang touched his nose, "Don't do it, right?"
” "How can this be reasonable, this thunder pool is the retreat place for the creatures of my Xuanyuan Mountain, how can it be used by you outsiders?
How dare you ......"
"Okay, I got it."
Ye Shaoyang kept waving his hand at him, and turned around and made a gesture to everyone: "Come on." ” Xiao Ma and the others had already made preparations, and Ye Shaoyang gave an order, and everyone rushed over together.
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These monks were not prepared at all, and they were broken up by Ye Shaoyang and his others, and fell into a one-on-one struggle.
They couldn't understand it at all, Ye Shaoyang was still negotiating with the old monk a moment ago, according to this rhythm, he shouldn't have done it so quickly, how did they know that Ye Shaoyang never played cards according to the routine.
The most terrifying thing about him is here.
Lin Sansheng is a master of strategy, but in the ever-changing actual battle, Ye Shaoyang is the most treacherous one, relying on this hand, I don't know how many times the weak defeated the strong and the defeat turned into victory.
Take the moment in front of you, if the two sides are in a fight.
These monks will definitely not fight them one-on-one, but set up a formation in advance to block them outside, and when the chasing soldiers arrive, they will attack before and after, and Ye Shaoyang and them will be in trouble.
Use negotiations to stall for time, and then when the other party feels that it is impossible to do so, they rush forward and completely disrupt their position......
Ye Shaoyang rushed towards the old monk, and the Seven Star Longquan Sword fought with the Zen staff in his hand, and he suddenly felt a huge pressure.
This old monk, I'm afraid that his cultivation is not much worse than himself!