"Girl, the demon monk has been beheaded, you can leave quickly." Gu Chong said.

The woman who was trembling for a while showed her head and saw that he suddenly lost his voice in pain.

Her clothes had already been torn to shreds, so Gu Chong could only take out a set of his own clothes from the storage space and hand them over, let her put them on, and put out a few ingot-patterned wallets and put them in her hands. Xie's woman left along the path.

When her figure disappeared, Gu Chong flicked his fingers, and a little spark flew out and landed on the corpse of the barbarian monk, immediately turning into a raging flame, wrapping it up and burning it.

He didn't have the mind to clean up the spoils. He didn't think there would be anything good for a wild monk who couldn't even stop him with three swords. After a fire, only the iron staff was left.

At the back of the small hall, there is a thousand-year-old tree with a straight stem. The edge of the tree is built with a circle of bluestone to form a flower bed. The ground outside is flattened and covered with slate, smooth like a mirror, surrounding the ground of the ancient tree. It is covered with thick lines of fists, and a faint aura can be seen on it, which is connected into a whole along the lines, extending to the ancient trees like a net of light.

This is the array eye recorded on the so-called ancient relics. There is one under each thousand-year-old tree. Eight array eyes are connected together, and then the central main array eye pivot button is used to connect and coordinate to activate the array. With the method, you can use a very small force to leverage the power of the powerful earth veins, and have the ability to change the world.

The formation is so magical, just looking at the mere eight thousand-year-old trees, it is impossible to see that it can exert such power.

It is very difficult to destroy the formation eye of the formation, but if it is an formation eye that has not yet formed, it is very simple. He summoned a few fire dragons and plunged them down, the hard stone slab was immediately smashed, and the light net scattered.

As for this thousand-year-old tree, he couldn't take it away for a while, and he didn't have any magic weapon in the cave now, and the storage bag couldn't hold living things, so he could only talk about it later.

Returning to the place where the four of them were separated, Rong Yunyi had already returned, and was sitting boredly on a branch of a tree, kicking back and forth with a pair of straight and well-proportioned calves. Seeing him coming over, he smiled sweetly, and waved his hand and said:

"Junior Brother Liu, come here quickly."

Gu Chongfei went over to sit on the branch of the tree, and said with a polite smile that refused to let people be thousands of miles away:

"Is something wrong, sister?"

Rong Yunyi looked at him for a while with a half-smile, then said with a smile:

"Senior sister will test you. If it were you, how would you force them out and kill them?"

Gu Chong opened his mouth and said:

"Go back and ask the elders of the division, it's the easiest!"

"Be serious!"

"Ambush outside, arrange senior sister's magic weapon outside, come out to kill one and force them to give up, or if there is a trapped magic weapon, you can trap Xuan Wuzi before he can react, and kill him without touching the fire of the earth's lungs. beheaded."

"Then do you have that magic weapon?"

Gu Chong raised his eyelids and said:

"Is there any senior sister?"

"Have!"

Gu Chong: emmm...

He couldn't take it anymore, seeing his senior sister smiling, he was a little speechless.

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At this time, the monk Kusheng and the master of Yujianmen came to solve their opponents one after another. Kusheng put his hands together and said:

"Amitabha, Monk Dafang has done a lot of evil, he really deserves to die!"

A monk would say such things. It seems that what he saw was much worse than what he saw. Gu Chong clapped his hands and said:

"These people should go to hell, don't waste your time, prepare to ambush."

The four ancient tree formation eyes were snuffed out, and the lower part would definitely notice it. According to the distance from the lower part to the ground, they would have to wait for more than an hour.

There is nothing to prepare for, and none of them are good at formation. They only stand at the entrance of the crypt according to one position and wait.

An hour later, a black shadow burst out from the dark crypt, Rong Yunyi waved his hand and it was a sword, a blue light poured out and hit the black shadow, a 'bang' sound of cold air overflowed, and the black shadow was volleyed into the air. Cut into two pieces, turned into nothingness and disappeared.

It was a savage ghost who was exploring the way, and his sword was directly cut into pieces.

"No, there is an ambush!"

Of course, this shot was sensed from below, only someone shouted, and the crypt immediately fell silent. Just when they thought that the other party had retreated, suddenly the black light from the crypt mouth expanded, and countless ghosts spewed out like a volcano, and the four of them rushed forward. come over.

The fire flood gourd that Gu Chong had already held in his hand changed in size as soon as he slapped the bottom of the gourd with his palm, and bursts of flames spewed out, turning into a fire flood dragon that was four or five feet long and rushed into the group of ghosts.

Senior Sister Rong raised her sword and stabbed, and the blue sword in her hand burst into dazzling blue light.

The bitter monk who had been chanting sutras with his eyes closed suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes, the golden Buddha light in his pupils shone, his clasped hands were separated and slowly pushed out, two huge golden palms took shape, and slowly pressed down, the terrifying power pressed into the void. Layers of ripples, the black mist that gushed over the sky and covered the ground disappeared when the sun disappeared, and the ghost shadow hidden in it was pressed by the bergamot, and it shattered into smoke.

With a thought, the master of Yujianmen opened the wings made of fine iron on his back. Pieces of iron feathers spread out. The wings quickly expanded and covered a radius of several meters. Several of the ghosts were smashed to pieces.

This should be the means by which the Master of Swordsman Sect has come to press the bottom of the box for decades. This pair of wings reminded Gu Chong of the magic weapon of an Emei disciple named Dan Chenzi who once became famous. Hundreds of thousands of flying swords formed a pair of wings. A powerful one that can attack, defend and fly.

It's a pity that his pair of wings is made of ordinary materials, just ordinary refined iron hundred forgings, with limited strength and limited growth limit. The power is first-class formidable.

But even so, in the low-level scattered cultivation, this magic weapon is very magical and powerful.

It was the Dafang monk who drove these hundreds of ghosts.

This devil monk is wearing a golden cassock, and he has kind eyes and kind eyes. He looks like a Buddhist monk, but the white bone ghost banner made of human vertebrae and human skin in his hand destroys this point. The appearance of a monk.

With the help of the resistance of hundreds of Li Gui and other companions, he rushed out of the crypt~lightnovelpub.net~ saw Yujian Sect Master and Gu Chong at first sight, and snorted coldly:

"The kid dares to come to my old nest, he is really looking for his own way of death! It just so happens that this magic weapon is still missing a master soul. When you are killed, this seat will take out your soul to sacrifice and refine it into the magic weapon, and you will never be born!"

Gu Chong smiled slightly, raised his hand and slashed a ferocious ghost in half with a sword, and said:

"Whether it's your own death, then it's up to you!"

With a pat on the bottom of the fire dragon gourd, the magic weapon rose even more, and the fire dragons spewed out one after another, fighting with the ghosts in the sky.

Putting away the gourd, Gu Chong jumped up into the air, and slashed at Monk Dafang with a sharp sword that was five feet long.