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On the long scroll, there is only a solitary mountain peak, covered with blue-black rocks, and a few ferocious cracks like angry dragons coiling around it, arrogantly conveying the toughness that only belongs to heaven and earth.
Leyang Wen of the Painting City copied a picture of Zhanyan Peak in just a moment. With only a few strokes, the momentum of this black solitary peak was revealed!
As the scroll fluttered in the wind, Zhanyan Peak, which was originally shrouded in golden light, was like a dormant beast. Suddenly, its nature was aroused by the scroll, and it began to restless. The stern innate momentum began to slowly emerge from the mountain rocks. Seeping out from the gaps, trying hard to break free from the imprisonment of Buddha's light.
Le Yangwen had a ferocious expression on his face, holding up a paintbrush and scribbling in the air. His two triangular eyes were as bright as substance. He stared closely at the scroll that he had thrown into the air, and yelled loudly: "Broken! "
The scroll trembled violently, and a burst of black smoke popped up. It burned out in the blink of an eye, and a few pieces of gray butterflies scattered feebly. But Zhan Yanfeng seemed to be completely angered, and the sharp mountain refused to surrender anymore. The suffocating innate nature exploded in an instant, and the golden Buddha light was suddenly wrapped tightly!
The casual cultivators only felt a lightness all over their bodies, and their eyes returned to the way they were before the Xizhi Divine Monk had not used his heavenly eyes and had unobstructed intelligence. Although the golden light did not dissipate, it became dim and indifferent again, and their vision and spiritual awareness returned to normal.
Wen Leyang was stunned behind the rock. First, the monk used the power of the twenty-eight tribes to cast a spell to seal off the spiritual consciousness of the casual cultivator. Then, with a painting, Xiao Donggua evoked Zhan Yanfeng's own aura, thereby breaking the monk's Blindfolded with golden light, this kind of fighting was not on the same level as throwing magic weapons like grenades, and it was far beyond his understanding of cultivators fighting in groups.
As soon as the casual cultivators regained their sight, the first thing they did was to direct the magic weapons hovering around them to slam them against the monks in the Shili Temple of the Great Mercy Temple.
A thief was passing by a business district and saw a lot of money in a broken bowl in front of a blind beggar. He tiptoed over to steal it. When he was about to get the money, the blind man suddenly jumped up, picked up a brick and slapped him on the head. Behind the sunglasses, his eyes are piercing.
The monks are in this situation now. They didn't intend to go on a killing spree or release their magic weapons, so they hid under the protection of the golden light and took the Buddhist devil-conquering mudra, and beat the blind man happily. Suddenly, the blind man opened his eyes. …
The casual cultivators didn't care that the monk had shown mercy just now. Now all the feet are red and swollen. It's like stuffing two steamed buns into the shoe hole. I have been holding back my anger for a long time. Suddenly the light returned to his eyes. Direct the magic weapon to shine on the bald head and cut it. Screaming loudly. In the blink of an eye, all the disciples of Shili Temple were released. Blood splashed onto the black rocks. Against the backdrop of golden light. It looked extremely ferocious.
After the initial panic and heavy losses. Nearly half of the disciples of Shili Chanyuan were killed or seriously injured and fell to the ground. The rest are all monks with advanced practices. I, the Buddha, have long since lost mercy. He shouted the Buddha's verses full of murderous intent. They also showed their magic weapons to greet them. There was no movement at all in Shili Chanyuan's seat, Xizhi. No howling or roaring. Not to mention any more magical powers.
The monks' cultivation level is obviously much higher than that of ordinary casual cultivators. After regaining consciousness. The casual cultivators were defeated and retreated. If it weren't for Aunt Hong, Niu Lishi, and Mr. Gongye, a few masters. I'm afraid the casual cultivators have long been beaten to pieces.
Dwarf Winter Melon took a short rest. He stood up and rushed towards the monk with three thugs.
The strength of the four of them far exceeds that of monks and casual cultivators. But after a while, the situation was reversed.
Buddha's light shines everywhere. The black peak stands tall. A group of casual cultivators. A group of monks. gang war.
Xiao Yi looked at the magic weapons flying in the sky, his left eye flashed with fear, and his right eye flashed with excitement: "Wen Leyang, can we help?"
Wen Leyang ignored the little girl. She closed her eyes and lowered her head in a daze. One hand was still firmly holding the catkins of Little Pepper.
Little Pepper couldn't tell whether this kid was thinking about something or just pretending to take advantage of her. She stretched out her hand and poked him: "Why are you still dazed? What are you thinking about with your eyes closed!"
Wen Leyang woke up suddenly and ignored the two girls. He jumped to the cliff not far behind him and looked down. He picked up a stone and threw it down. Then he frowned and closed his eyes.
Wen Xiaoyi and Xiaojiao didn't know what he was up to. Just as they were about to ask, Wen Leyang's figure suddenly dwarfed and disappeared into two pairs of clear or fiery eyes.
The two girls sat down on the ground at the same time. Just when they realized that Wen Leyang had jumped off the cliff, the boy turned back with a smile: "We must go up to the ancient cave!"
Xiao Yi patted his chest and let out a long breath, looking at the two groups of people outside who were making porridge: "How to go? The road is blocked by them!" Zhanyan Peak is extremely steep and there is almost no way up the mountain. Now, The place where the two groups of people fought fiercely was the only slightly flat footing on the mountainside. It was also the most easily defended and difficult to attack place on the mountain. Now let alone people, even birds would be shot down by magic weapons flying all over the sky.
Although the monks were passive, their defeat was not revealed. The Great Mercy Temple launched a major war this time, and everyone from the five major monasteries came to the mountain, fearing that reinforcements would arrive soon.
"It seems there is another way." Wen Leyang directly carried Xiao Yi on his back, and looked at Mu Mu and the zombie baby with some embarrassment: "Can you hold Ah Dan?" Mu Mu nodded in confusion, Ah Dan seemed to feel the master's thoughts, He immediately stretched out his two chubby hands and looked at her expectantly.
Mu Mu smiled at Ah Dan and scolded: "Don't I hold you too little!" He leaned over and hugged the zombie baby in his arms. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly exclaimed. Wen Leyang's strong arms had already firmly blocked her tender waist. Lifting his limbs, the cat crouched and took two quick steps, then jumped to the cliff not far from the giant rock. The three people and a zombie baby hugged each other, and they took one step down!
"You..." Mu Mu was shocked and angry, and her body fell sharply. She deliberately showed the soul-fixing needle, but she couldn't raise any strength. She didn't know whether it was because of the masculine aura coming from Wen Leyang's chest, or because of the weightlessness. Just as he was about to struggle, his body suddenly sank, and his feet had already touched the hard ground. Wen Leyang did not let go of his arm.
Mu Mu's little face turned red and she said angrily: "Don't let me go yet!" As he said that, he looked down and his whole body went limp again in fright. Instead, his free hand hugged Wen Leyang tightly.
There was nothing at all under their feet. A few people huddled together stood in the air. From time to time, birds flew by their feet. They looked up at them curiously. After confirming that these guys could not be eaten, , flew away without interest.
After Xizhi of Shili Chanyuan received the divine power in the Buddha's light and sealed the vision and spiritual consciousness of the monks, Wen Leyang closed his eyes, and then his body gradually became aloof, and the pores all over his body opened and closed violently, and quickly Pass what is happening to his mind, with the place where he stands as the center of the circle, everything dozens of meters around is clearly presented. Although the straight line distance and eyesight cannot be compared, the magic is that everything around him is , including behind the back, under the feet, above the head and on the left and right sides.
When everything gradually became clear, Wen Leyang suddenly noticed something strange. Not far from the cliff behind him, a curved black belt clung to the mountain wall, like a path wrapped in black smoke. , looking at the direction, he should be thinking about the top of the mountain stretching away, but Wen Leyang can only feel the distance of tens of meters away, and he doesn't know where the path leads. (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)