Changli smiled, the expression on his face was both naughty and excited, and his mood seemed to be very good. He patiently explained to Wen Leyang: "As I told you before, I did a lot of fun things to attract his attention. , and later attracted many enemies to chase me.WWw.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.Com"
Wen Leyang nodded and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Changli pointed to the mounds that surged left and right and continued: "This thing is called Potu. It used to be the mountain-protecting beast of the Qilian Immortal Sect. I destroyed their exquisite ice and led them to arrest me. Haha, the Qilian Immortal Sect is all You idiot, no one can do anything to me, but then he still refused to pay attention to me, and I caused a bigger trouble! Now all those powerful bastards took action, and the Qilian Immortal Sect followed behind with fake power. That day he and When I joined forces to defend against the enemy, this little bastard had been hiding behind and didn't dare to attack! Unexpectedly, after two thousand years of absence, this little bastard has also cultivated his body."
Wen Leyang suddenly let out an ouch and looked at Chang Li with surprise and joy: "Then... will he know the whereabouts of Master Tuo Xie?!"
Changli nodded: "At least we can find some clues!" That magically delicate face was glowing with excitement, making it even more beautiful in the moonlit night.
Ever since the great demon Chang Li left Mount Emei, he has been looking for his old friends to find traces of Tuo Xie. However, in the past year and a half, he has traveled all over the world and has not found any acquaintances, enemies or unrelated kin. Now he has no intention of finding them. She met a guy who had participated in that war before. Even though he was just a kid, she was very happy now.
The huge mound exploded into pieces, and then transformed into a human shape and jumped up high. Even through the thick scales, you could see that his face was full of anger, and he roared like thunder: "I'm doing a good job." Xinxin, when he saw the demonic energy bursting out, he ran to warn him regardless of his own life, all because everyone was from the demon sect and could save one by one. I didn't expect you bastards... "
Changli chuckled: "Boy, do you still recognize me?"
The big man had already landed on the ground. He didn't even look at Changli. He only looked back, his face extremely anxious, and he stamped his feet fiercely: "What more words are there? Let me go and everyone can run for their lives! It will be too late in a while!" "
Wen Leyang asked Chang Li in a low voice: "Are the people who are chasing Potu the same group as the enemies we are looking for?"
Changli didn't care about this at all. She didn't care who was coming. She looked at Potu with a smile: "You little bastard without a shell, why are you so timid after not seeing each other for two thousand years?"
Breaking the ground was extremely urgent. Suddenly I heard the name of the little bastard without a shell. His expression was obviously suffocated. It seemed that he remembered something extremely terrifying. Turning to look at Changli. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly slapped his thigh. Even the green scales turned pale along with his face: "You... you are... the demon witch!" The last four words were almost a scream. Wen Leyang's scalp felt numb when he heard it.
Chang Li smiled like a tulip in full bloom: "I haven't seen you in two thousand years. The scales have grown again so soon? Tsk tsk... The bare look before was more pleasing to the eye."
Potu's expression changed again and again. Scared and surprised. There is also deep hatred. He gritted his teeth and let out a strange scream. It turned into a huge pangolin and slammed into the circle laid out by Chang Li!
In an instant, the earth and rocks on the entire hillside roared crazily and rose into the sky. The darkness completely blocked the moonlight! Thick layers of soil roared like waves from all directions. He hit Changli's restriction with all his strength. Finally, there was a loud bang and a muffled howl. There was a gap in the ban on Changli. The big mound rushed out in the strong wind. Leaving behind a black mist of blood. A huge forearm was torn apart by the restraint. It fell to the ground and was still writhing.
Po Tu's fear of Chang Li was deep in his bones. I would rather lose an arm than run away with all my strength. I didn't even dare to ask Chang Li why he was caught.
Changli's expression suddenly changed. He scolded: "I haven't seen you in two thousand years. I have grown up!" As he said this, a strong wind blew. Flashed out like lightning. In tandem with the mounds. In a blink of an eye, he ran out of everyone's sight.
Wen Leyang and several other people looked at each other in confusion, and picked up the two big rabbits on the ground a little at a loss. Suddenly, the figure in front of them flashed, and the raccoon came back again.
Changli's pretty face tightened, and she said quickly: "The shellless bastard is timid and incompetent, and he is very good at escaping. It will take me some time to chase him. I'm afraid the two rabbits won't be able to hold on!" He said with two thumbs up. It stretches out like light and electricity. It was printed on the foreheads of the two rabbits.
Before Wen Leyang could react while holding the rabbit in his hands, he suddenly screamed twice. The rabbit in his hand turned into two monks without any warning, their faces were like gold paper and their bodies were trembling like chaff.
A touch of paleness flashed across Changli's face. After taking a few deep breaths, he returned to normal. He said apologetically to the two rabbit demons who had turned back into monks: "Time is urgent. You two have to suffer more." , your life is safe, just go back and recuperate for a while!" After saying that, he said to Wen Leyang: "Send them back to the temple immediately! I'll catch the bastard." Then he disappeared like a gust of wind.
Potu is a giant pangolin monster, and his ability to escape is unparalleled in the world. Changli accidentally escaped from the restricted area. After failing to catch up for a few steps, he was thinking about the two rabbit monsters and hurried back to use his domineering monster energy. Give healing to unhappy and kind people.
If he had cast spells and healed his injuries step by step, Bu Hue and Shan Jue would be able to recover at that time, and Chang Li would not be too tired. But now that time was running out, Chang Li directly took strong medicine, almost damaging his own cultivation. Not only was his body seriously injured, Because of their weakness, the two rabbit demons also suffered from the pain of rotting souls and corroding bones, and they also needed a period of recuperation and rest to recover. In a short period of time, they were useless. But as long as no more accidents happen, their lives and cultivation will be saved, they will just suffer a little more.
The two demon monks' faces were cramped in pain, and the blood veins on their foreheads were twisting and rolling like earthworms. They couldn't even bite their teeth, and they kept making clicking sounds. Wen Leyang shouted at Shui Jing and Jifei. Wen Leyang led the way. The two old thieves carried the big and small demon monks on their backs respectively, with Little Stutter protecting them from behind, and ran towards the Great Mercy Temple.
They were originally a place to lure the enemy, but now the enemy was about to be lured, but the big backer had escaped. He could only run towards the temple chanting Amitabha all the way, hoping that the enemy would not catch up so quickly.
After running for a while, we were about to cross a small ridge. Wen Leyang suddenly nailed himself to the ground like a nail. He pointed at a small raised rock and lurked over there with a few people.
Monk Shuijing asked blankly: "What's wrong?"
The old Taoist didn't wait for Wen Leyang to speak, and scolded the monk in a low voice: "Of course he discovered the enemy! How could I know such a stupid junior brother like you!"
"Senior brother!" Shui Jing corrected unwillingly.
The little stutterer closed his mouth tightly, his face full of determination, and quickly tore off the beads under his neck. Seemingly spilled out unintentionally, the prayer beads spun and somersaulted happily on the ground, and immediately disappeared after the owner said a Buddhist verse.
When the beads disappeared, they also hid everyone's auras.
After a while, a thin and withered old man climbed up the mountain ridge quietly, his eyes bright, looking towards the direction of the cave where Wen Leyang and the others had lured the enemy just now, with doubts on his brows.
Wen Leyang and the little stutter beside him looked at each other. The old man who came was the Yizigong Wei Laosan who visited the Great Mercy Temple during the day. Unexpectedly, he hasn't left Mount Emei yet. What surprised Wen Leyang even more was that the white clothes of this first-class cultivation master were actually torn into strips. There were also a few blood marks on his face, as if he had just fought with someone in a panic.
Wei Laosan seemed to be hesitating. He stood there with his head down and thought for a while, then let out a loud roar like thunder. At some point, he picked up a long black and red stick in his hand and turned around to hit it hard. on the ground!
The hard mountain rocks were instantly covered with cracks, which could be seen by the naked eye as they spread rapidly around. First, there were cracks in the ground, then small cracks, and finally the stones within a radius of dozens of meters. They all turned into powder, and it seemed that the momentum of this stick was no less powerful than Xiao Yi's big horn!
Wei Laosan held his long stick at an angle. He was originally a thin old man with an ordinary appearance. As long as he was not thrown away in the kindergarten, he would not attract anyone's attention no matter where he was. But after holding the long stick in his hand, he immediately changed into a different person, like a tower. The thick and proud mountain stood firmly in front of everyone's eyes, and the pressure was as substantial as the air. Gradually condensed, slowly dense.
Wen Leyang watched with trepidation as the cracked seawater approached the place where he was hiding, and finally stopped only one meter away from them.
Wei Laosan laughed boldly: "What are you sneaking around to follow your third master? Get out!"
Little Stutter curled his lips and was about to stand up when the moonlight in the mountains suddenly seemed to burst with several bubbles, and seven fat men weighing in and weighing two pounds appeared in the air without any warning.
Each of the fat men must weigh more than three hundred pounds. The fat on his body trembled. They looked indescribably weird standing in a row. His face was stern and unsmiling, but his eyes were shining brightly. Looking at the old man for a moment.
Under the moonlight, Wen Leyang's eyes widened in surprise. These seven people looked exactly the same. They are different from December. December is about the same age and figure, and has a tough and courageous temperament, so at first glance they look like they fit into the same mold. However, regardless of their demeanor, appearance, or figure, the seven fat men have different personalities. There is no difference at all.
Wei Laosan stood in a deep position on the mountain, and after arranging his posture, he pointed at the seven people one by one with the long stick in his hand: "Who are you? Do you know where Mount Emei is?"
Several of the seven people moved their mouths to speak or laugh, but they held on tightly, with the fat on their faces and eyebrows twitching, winking at Wei Laosan, and suddenly The atmosphere of Xiaosha was gone without a trace.
Wei Laosan gently waved the long stick in his hand, and the world was instantly filled with the buzzing sound of the air. The pressure in front of him immediately increased: "Sign up!"
The seven people opposite suddenly started to tremble, their shoulders and stomachs shaking especially violently. After a while, I don't know who could hold it back first, and burst out laughing. The other six people also laughed each other, and the laughter got louder and louder. It got louder and louder, and eventually several weirdos pointed one finger at Wei Laosan, and covered their stomachs with the other hand and began to roll on the spot.
Wei Laosan's face was filled with anger and confusion, and he opened his mouth and yelled: "Shut up, you're laughing!" The mountain wind was biting, and the cloth strips hanging on his body moved with the wind.
Finally, a person opposite spoke, pointing his finger firmly at Wei Laosan's clothes: "Old man... hahaha... large filial son flag..."
Wen Leyang almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. The old man was wearing white clothes today. For some reason, they were torn into strips. The white cloth strips were fluttering in the wind. In addition, the old man was thin and withered, and it looked more and more like a funeral. white flags.
Wei Laosan's face turned livid with anger. The long stick in his hand was lightly paused. The man was still standing on the ground, but a dense shadow suddenly emerged from his body, and he was also waving a long stick to chase the enemy!
Wen Leyang was shocked, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and the shadow of Wei Laosan's stick moved without warning. If I were on the opposite side, I would probably suffer a loss right now. Yizigong forced the marriage without any reason, and now Wen Bucao has already put the people of Yizigong on the opposite side.
The seven people who were still laughing maniacally on the opposite side screamed and jumped up from the ground one after another, moving quickly. The seven body movements were different, some were as elegant as butterflies wearing flowers, some were as fast as a cheetah leaping, and some were as fast as a cheetah leaping. Their posture was ugly, like a centipede crawling around with its head and tail swaying, but everyone was extremely fast. The shadow of Wei Laosan's stick came like thunder, exploding black dragons made of mud one after another on the ground. All seven people were dodging in a panic, but no one was hurt.
Only then did Wei Laosan's expression become serious, and he moved the long stick in his hand. The stick shadow disappeared without a trace: "Who are you!"
The seven people stood in a row again, all with smiles without any intention. They all looked at Wei Laosan: "Do you really want to know?"
As soon as Wei Laosan nodded, seven people immediately spoke in confusion:
"Then don't regret it!"
"Our names are easy to remember!"
"But no one can remember it!"
"It's just that I can't remember, they still cursed me!"
"Now he has caused a huge disaster!"
“When it comes to cursing people in the world, we brothers are tied for second place, but no one can be.
Wen Leyang smiled bitterly and glanced at the two demon monks who had fallen into coma beside him. He remembered that the old monk Bule once said that there seemed to be something wrong with the seven enemies' brains.
Wei Laosan sneered: "Quickly tell me your name! I want to see if you can remember seven names!" He said with a stick. The seven people immediately reacted conditionedly, jumping to the side like frogs whose nest has exploded. After a while, they realized that Wei Laosan did not use the stick shadow this time, and then they all let out a sigh of relief and lined up again happily.
In the meantime, three more people were entangled and changed positions.
After finally standing up, the fat man in the team coughed: "Old man, you have to listen to our names. If you are distracted for a while, you are not allowed to curse!"
After speaking, he took a step forward and patted his chest: "Among the seven brothers, I am the eldest, and I am called the fourth!"
The second person also took a step forward: "I am the second child and am called the seventh child!"
"I am the third child, so I am called the fifth child!"
"I photographed the fourth child and called him the second child!"
"I filmed Lao Wu and called Lao Liu!"
"I photographed the sixth child and called him the boss!"
"I filmed the seventh child and called him the third child!"
After all seven people had introduced themselves, the fat man finally concluded: "We are seven brothers. There is also a collective name. It is called the rainbow! We have obtained the seven bright colors of the rainbow, which is just worthy of our status." As he said. The seven fat men were all proud together.
Then a fat man in the team pointed to his nose and asked Wei Laosan, who was almost out of breath: "Old man, who am I in line and who is my name?"
Wei Laosan let out a scream that he couldn't tell whether it was a scream or an angry roar. He waved the long stick in his hand and yelled: "Where did you come from for a fool to amuse your third master!" Then the stick danced, and there was a burst of crackling in the air. The ground is dull and dull.
The seven weirdos of the Rainbow Group seemed to have known that Wei Laosan would have such a reaction, and they were not surprised at all. They rushed to talk in a hurry:
"I said I wouldn't tell, but you insist on me telling you."
"Now he's angry again and blames us."
"I said, do you remember my name? I've been waiting for you for a long time..."
Before the fat men could finish their words, they suddenly screamed. The seven of them stood up and leaped away in all directions at an extremely fast speed. Countless stick shadows suddenly appeared in the sky, and each of them swayed to hunt for wind and thunder. It hit them hard.
Wei Laosan's face was as hard as iron, and the long stick in his hand whirled in the wind, moving the shadow of the stick in the air like a cunning poisonous snake. Swarm towards the enemy from countless directions!
The stick shadow is extremely powerful, and every blow is like thunder, blasting a big crater out of the hard rock.
The seven people were weaving and dodging in the shadows of sticks in the sky, and it seemed that it was becoming more and more difficult. A fat man who didn't know who was the oldest called his brothers with a strange scream: "I can't hold it anymore. Will the bright guy fight or run away?"
The three fat men shouted in unison: "Hit!"
The other three fat men shouted at the same time: "Run!"
Wen Leyang, who was made invisible by the beads, sympathized with Wei Laosan from the bottom of his heart.
Third Master is about to vomit blood. The long stick in his hand danced faster and faster, and the roaring sound of the stick gradually converged into thunder in the nine heavens. Thousands of stick shadows were no less powerful than the thunder. The already restless moonlit night shivered under the endless power of the long stick, as if at any moment. They will all fall apart!
The seven rainbow fat guys were still running around, arguing loudly and with red faces, arguing about whether to fight or run away. Several of them were hit by stick shadows one after another, and were knocked upside down by the volley with strange screams. . After landing, he was still talking.
Wen Leyang finally understood that these seven people were real bastards, and the two rabbit demons almost died in their hands. Even after the injury healed, Bu Hue and Shan Jue probably still had to cry three times.
Wei Laosan's eyes had gradually changed from anger to coldness. The seven of them neither ran away nor fought. They just kept dodging and arguing. They had persisted under his stick shadow skills for such a long time. If they really wanted to give it a try, It is not yet known who will win. The long stick in his hand danced rapidly, and all his concentration was integrated into the endless stick intention, striving to severely damage several enemies before the opponent could slow down.
Just when there was chaos on the mountain. Suddenly, a clear cold snort pierced everyone's ears like a needle: "Fight back!"
The seven fat men immediately hardened their faces, suppressed their laughter, and each grabbed their own weapons in the air. Wen Leyang almost opened his eyes.
The weapons of the seven people are different, but they all have one thing: big! Big axe, big hammer, big knife, big halberd, big spear, big boring, big fork.
Each weapon was much larger than the largest millstone, and all kinds of writings were densely hot on the weapon. As soon as it appeared, seven different bright colors exploded, which was the first time in Wen Leyang's life that he knew this. There are also such big magic weapons.
The fat men hugged each other with giant blades in their hands. At the same time, they yelled and waved the giant blades in their hands wildly. Seven dazzling and strange bright colors were drawn under the moon. A rainbow flashed across the sky like a long juan descending from the sky. The stick shadow collided with the seven-color rainbow, and after a violent roar that changed the color of the world, it simultaneously shattered and disappeared without a trace.
Wei Laosan quickly took a few steps back, holding a long stick in front of him to protect him.
An old man in a green robe slowly walked out, with a bald head. There are several ugly scabies. His face was redder than a cockscomb, and he smiled at Wei Laosan: "Yizigong is getting worse every generation. Once it's in your hands, it's over."
Wei Laosan took a deep breath, suddenly put away the stick, put his hands lazily in his pockets, tilted his head at the old man with dysentery, ignored his ridicule and asked: "Who are you? "
Seven fat men stood behind the old man with dysentery and smiled. One of them had sharp eyes and saw that the green robe on the old man was also a little torn. He asked in confusion: "Dad, what happened to your clothes?"
The old man with dysentery originally had a sinister and evil face, but when he faced the seven fat men, he immediately changed his face to a kind one and replied with a smile: "I just had a fight with this old dog. This place is not good." , I didn’t dare to let go of my hands and feet, so I accidentally got rubbed by him a few times, and damn, the most disgusting thing was that I broke the ground and took the opportunity to run away!"
The seven silly fat guys immediately became stern and noisy, wanting to go up and beat Wei Laosan.
At this moment, a sudden burst of cell phone ringtones floated melodiously from not far away, startling everyone.
Little Stutter screamed in surprise when the Buddhist beads were hidden behind the rocks. He hurriedly took out a mobile phone that was ringing happily from his pocket. There was a caller ID on the phone screen: Mr. Wei Sanye, Yizi Gong.
Wen Leyang shook his hands angrily. His own cell phone had been turned off a long time ago. Unexpectedly, the little monk didn't even realize this. He gritted his teeth, stood up and walked out from behind the rock with the little monk. Jifei and Shui Jing parted. Carrying two demon monks on his back, he followed Wen Leyang with a sullen expression.
Wei Laosan glanced at the little stuttering voice who was looking at him with his cell phone with a strange look on his face. He took his hand out of his trouser pocket and held a cell phone in his hand. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I originally wanted to ask your master for help. Yes." As he said that, he pressed the hang-up button.
Little Stutter nodded understandingly: "Master... Master's hand and mobile phone are usually held by me... me... I hold..."
The old man with the dysentery head carefully looked at the little stuttering people, his eyes briefly passed over Wen Leyang's face, and finally stopped on the bald heads of the two unconscious demon monks. He chuckled: "It's interesting!" (Full version) Novel Network www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)