Dragon and Tiger Taoist

"Little monk, get out of here."

The demon soul stirred, and the terrifying intimidation burst out from the body of King Han Cicada, causing the color of the world to change, and thunder to strike down continuously.

In response to this, the young monk recited Buddhist sutras without retreating even a step, fearlessly.

Seeing such a scene, his face changed slightly, and his fear became stronger. He chose to listen to the warning from his heart, and the Han Cicada King suddenly changed direction and bypassed the young monk.

"One day I will swallow this little monk."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. King Han Chan thought fiercely that at this time, it had escaped very far away and completely got rid of the little monk. But in the next moment, the figure of the little monk came into view again.

"This is impossible."

After confirming that it was the little monk, the first thought that came to King Hanchan's mind was that it was impossible. At this time, its evasion was almost at its extreme. Not to mention that it was just the little monk of the Yinshen Master, even Zhao Qianyang could not catch up with it.

But at the next moment, it realized something was wrong. It had just been to this place.

"It's not that he caught up with me, but that I returned to where I was?"

A thought came to mind, and an inexplicable chill filled the heart of King Han Chan.

But at this moment, with a sad look on his face and his eyebrows knitted together, the little monk Shan Yuan sighed.

"Donor Jin Chan, you are destined to me, so you should go back with me."

As he spoke, his brows shone with light, reflecting a sixth-grade golden lotus, and the little monk Shangyuan stretched out his palm.

The palm was not big, but at this moment, Han Cicada King had a feeling of no escape in his heart, as if it was not a palm, but a piece of sky.

"I can't escape."

The invisible shackles fell, and his consciousness became groggy. For a moment, Han Cicada King had no intention of resisting.

But at this moment, the sky fire lingering on its demon soul hissed, as if it burned something.

"No, my heart is like a diamond, how can I be easily shaken."

"Little monk, I have written down what happened today."

The groggy consciousness returned to clarity, the six wings vibrated, and the body turned into golden light. The figure of the Han Cicada King disappeared instantly. At this moment, in its eyes, the palm that the little monk stretched out was just an ordinary palm. It was no longer the same as before. miraculous.

"Escaped?"

Looking at the empty palms, the young monk's sad face showed a look of surprise that could not be concealed. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing since he started practicing.

"What kind of flame is it that actually burned out the cause and effect?"

There was no pursuit. Recalling the scene just now, the young monk was filled with doubts.

The sixth-grade golden lotus was reflected between his eyebrows. He waved his hand and the young monk materialized the causal lines one after another. However, most of these causal lines were broken at this moment, and only a few were still connected.

"This aura is a bit like the Flame of Burning Heaven, but the power of Burning Heaven is the foundation of the Golden Crow clan. How could it be controlled by King Han Chan?"

His brows were furrowed, and the little monk's expression became more and more sad.

"The line of cause and effect is broken but not completely broken. It is really painful."

As soon as a thought came to mind, riding on the six-tusked white jade elephant, the figure of the young monk continued to go away, and the direction was towards the depths of Shiwan Mountain.

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Queweidao, the earth is roaring. In order to ambush the Han Cicada King, Zhao Qianyang mobilized the power of the national defense formation, which shook the entire Dali Dynasty and caused many earth dragons to stand up. Queweidao was also affected.

Roaring, roaring loudly, Black Mountain walked in the air, stepped on the mountains, and traveled in all directions, constantly suppressing the rioting ground line, and under its suppression, the movement in the Bird Tail Road became smaller and smaller.

"Zhao Qianyang won this game."

Standing above the clouds, still looking at the Bird Wing Zuodao, the thoughts in Zhang Chunyi's heart kept fluctuating.

Involving a Taoist and a demon king, this battle can be said to be related to the national destiny of the Dali Dynasty. If you win, everything will be fine. If you lose, the entire Dali Dynasty will fall apart.

"But it's not a small price to pay."

Listening to the roar of the earth, Zhang Chunyi understood in his heart.

In order to deal with the Han Cicada King, this time the Dali Dynasty also revealed a crucial trump card, and he clearly knew that after using this formation once, many things went wrong, and it must be used again if it is to be used again. A lot of repairs will do.

"Judging from the current results, Zhao Qianyang has not failed to overcome the tribulation, or his injuries have been healed. Of course, the possibility of Zhao Qianyang's bluff is not ruled out."

"Looking at the results, it is clear that Zhao Qianyang was plotting against King Han Cicada this time. However, with the help of the National Defense Formation, and with the help of mental calculations and unintentional calculations, Zhao Qianyang still failed to completely kill King Han Cicada and did not pursue him. There seems to be some doubts in this."

Thoughts kept changing. At this moment, Zhang Chunyi thought a lot.

"Where should I go next?"

After thinking about it, he looked back, and Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared.

With King Han Cicada seriously injured and escaping, the war between the monsters of the Southern Wilderness and the Dali Dynasty also officially came to an end. On the battlefield of Bird Wing Zuodao, Emperor Li held the Suzaku Flame Flag and beheaded several big monsters, including Including a high-level monster, the monsters suffered heavy losses and were defeated along the way.

After the news came out, the monster armies of Queyi Right Road and Xiaque Road also took the initiative to retreat. At this point, the Southern Wilderness monsters' attack on the Dali Dynasty completely failed. It can be said to be a huge defeat.

Longhu Mountain, the calm Danxia Lake rolled up big waves, and another spiritual mountain fell. It was bare, gray-white in color, full of wind tunnels, and the black wind howled. It was Fenghou Mountain.

Although this mountain has been refined into a treasure by the Black Bear Demon Sacrifice, it can still be combined with the Longhu Mountain terrain. However, it falls on the edge of Danxia Lake and serves as the gateway to the inner gate of Longhu Mountain. It is not connected with Feilai Peak and other spiritual peaks. juxtaposed.

"Heifeng, are you willing to be my mountain-protecting demon of Longhu Mountain?"

Looking at the black bear demon, Zhang Chunyi asked.

"The little demon is willing."

The figure like a hill knelt on the ground, and the black bear demon looked very excited.

After hearing this, he stepped forward slowly, absorbed the earth energy of Fenghou Mountain, and used the high-grade magic seed, Demon Sealing, to form an order in Black Mountain.

In the past few days, it has been busy suppressing the earthquake in Quewei Road. It didn't even have time to make sacrifices and catch mountain whips. If this black bear monster wasn't the kind that brought its own dry food, it really wouldn't want to make it a protector. Mountain monster.

Roar, the fusion command, the earth's energy rolled in, and the black bear demon couldn't help but let out a low roar. Although its cultivation level did not directly make a breakthrough at this time, the connection with the Wind Howling Mountain was much closer.

It spent a lot of time. Although it refined the Wind Howling Mountain Sacrifice into a treasure, it was very troublesome to use it. Most of the time it only used it as a large array eye, but at this moment it felt like using the wind Howling Mountain felt much more relaxed.

Sensing this subtle change, Heishan's dark yellow eyes flashed with a hint of thought. This seemed to be a way of thinking, refining the Lingshan sacrifice into a magic weapon.