"Young Master!"
Nie Honglian walked across the wooden steps. Lanterns swayed under the eaves of the building. In the dim light, a crouching figure was seen, casting a fox shadow on the wall.
Woo~~
The fox wailed, its green eyes swaying with residual green as it looked out the broken window. It heard the sounds of footsteps and wind approaching. The scholar's mouth slightly cracked, revealing his fangs, and a threatening growl came out of his throat.
Step on...
The sound of footsteps spread, and a voice shouted:
“That man entered the treasure house!” “… He was injured. I beat him!”
"It seems that there is another little demon who went in as well!"
The eight people had low cultivation levels, so they had to use light body techniques to run. Qi Bingzhang used his skills to lightly land in front of the wooden building, looked at the double doors and the gap on the second floor, and sacrificed the Soul-Shaking Bell.
"Go in and take good care of Mingzun's things!"
The next moment, someone leaped onto the second floor railing and stepped into the broken gap. A pair of green eyes were reflected in his eyes. His pupils shrank for a moment, and he shouted: "Fox..."
As the crowd below heard the word "fox" being shouted, they looked up and saw their companion who had jumped to the second floor, flying backwards with emerald green flames, hitting the ground hard, his clothes burning.
"Foxfire?!"
The dark green flame illuminated Qi Bingzhang's face. He looked up to the second floor, but before he could ring his magic weapon, a black shadow swooped down. A cultivator who was running to help put out the fire turned around and his vision rolled.
"careful!!"
Qi Bingzhang shouted at this time. The six people turned around and saw their companion behind them struggling and being dragged on the ground by a black shadow. He was quickly pulled into the darkness and a shrill scream was heard in an instant.
"What a courageous monster!" "Form a formation!"
The remaining six people held their magic weapons and stood back to back in a circle. After all, they had some experience in dealing with lone monsters. As for Qi Bingzhang, someone turned his head and whispered:
"His cultivation is higher than ours, he will be fine!"
The other person also nodded: "We will hold the monster outside and take care of Ming Zun's treasures. He will be responsible."
The six people were whispering, as if they were guarding the monster over there. Qi Bingzhang was not far away, so how could he not hear what they said just now? The veins on the back of his hand bulged and he clenched the handle of the Soul-Shaking Bell.
…Forget it, let’s not bother with them. The most urgent thing is to ensure that Mingzun’s things are not lost.
After weighing the pros and cons, Qi Bingzhang took a step and rushed to the wooden building of the treasury. On the second floor, the short figure of the Toad Taoist was swaying, and he walked to the gap in the railing with a small altar with a white background and blue flowers held high in his webbed feet. The talisman on the altar was torn open, and mist was lingering.
"The spiritual charm of Qi, you guys are so smart to think of it!"
The Toad Taoist looked at the six people below, staggered, and threw the jar down. It fell to the ground with a bang. The porcelain jar did not break, but the gas from the mouth of the jar floated out and dissipated in the air.
The six monks' eyes widened as they watched the jar falling to the ground and rolling slowly.
"It's over... That's the spiritual energy collected by Ming Zun..."
Someone looked up at the second floor and saw the toad's figure, and shouted angrily: "Little Toad Demon, how dare you!!!"
Bang!
Another object fell down and rolled on the ground with a thud. It looked like a piece of Yuhua Jade Rock. In the cracks created by the fall, there was a green light that flashed and beat like the breath of a fetus.
The faces of the six people froze, and five of them looked at the monk who shouted "How dare you?", whose face was uglier than crying.
"How could I know that this toad was so daring..."
In the moment of distraction, a pair of fluorescent green eyes flashed by in the darkness, and before the man could finish speaking, he hid his bent body and rushed into the six people like pouncing on prey.
Hiss—
puff!
Clothes were torn, flesh was exposed, and blood splashed on someone's face, causing him to retreat in panic.
"spread!"
In the field of vision, a man's arm was detached from his body and lifted into the air, and he fell down with his chest split open. Another person was hit, and his companion was shaken by the impact. He quickly turned around and ran away, but was hit on the back by a ball of dark green fire, and fell to the rockery and waterside pavilion.
Bang!
The rocks collapsed and flew into the pool, splashing countless water.
On the wooden building, Toad Taoist tilted his head to look inside the house, heard hurried footsteps coming, and waved his frog webbed feet towards Hong Lian.
"Go, go."
He stretched out his long tongue and wrapped it around the fence, then jumped down. When he was almost on the ground, his tongue taut, and his short body bounced back and forth in the air. His tongue released the fence post, and he landed steadily on the ground with experience, then ran away with Hong Lian.
"This little toad demon!!"
Qi Bingzhang saw the jar below dissipating its spiritual energy and the cracked jade rock, and he roared and crushed the fence.
"All stay here!"
The soul-shaking bell jingled in his hand, and the scholar who was tearing six people apart below was in a trance when he heard the bell. When he shook it twice, a piece of gravel flew from the hand of the toad in the distance and hit him on the head with a bang. Lu Liangsheng suddenly came to his senses and looked to the second floor.
Woo~
The fox howled hoarsely, and immediately turned into a residual shadow, jumping onto the eaves pillar. Demonic energy rose from its body, and its limbs climbed up quickly.
Squeak...
The eaves pillars were shaking, and Qi Bingzhang screamed and kicked the fence to pieces. He then used his magic power to collide with the fox demon that was charging at him, then rushed to the ground, rolled apart, and after putting some distance between him and the treasury, he took out another rattle from his sleeve and used it together with the soul-shaking bell he had used before.
—Shake your soul and draw your spirit away!
The fox figure that was rushing over stopped in his tracks, half bowed his hands and blood dripped from his fingertips onto the ground. Hearing the ringing of the double bells, he shook his head frantically, trying to block out the sound.
"Hahaha!!"
Qi Bingzhang rang the bell even more happily, and the sound of the bell, which unleashed his magical power, almost made it impossible for the evil-looking scholar on the opposite side to move.
"… My pair of magic weapons are invisible and colorless. Let's see how you can defend yourself. Wait a moment and I will extract your soul and see carefully whether you are a human or a monster!"
Huh…
At this time, a hoarse sound was heard. As Qi Bingzhang finished speaking, a chill suddenly crept up his back. The magic weapon in his hand stopped, and he instinctively stepped sideways to avoid it.
Oh, Te-
A puff of black smoke spurted out and splashed on the place where he had just stood. Some sticky liquid corroded the floor tiles, and unpleasant smoke hissed out.
"Damn Toad!"
Following the direction of the black smoke, I saw the toad stomping on the ground, then turning around with its two short legs and running away.
Next second.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed, Qi Bingzhang turned his gaze away, the naked scholar looked up into the sky, grabbed the flying magic sword, and chopped it down angrily.
Hiss!
The shoulder cloth of the Taoist robe with gold patterns was torn, blood splattered out, and Qi Bingzhang stumbled back more than ten steps holding two rattles.
The wind blew through the courtyard, and the four-cornered attic was burning. In the flickering firelight, the scholar's fluorescent green eyes gradually faded, his scattered hair fluttered on his shoulders, and his steps were a little staggering.
"Thanks for the bell... it brought me back to my senses."
After a moment, the moon in Lu Liangsheng's hand was dim, and he let out a long chant, trembling slightly.
In front, Qi Bingzhang was holding the wound on his shoulder, bleeding profusely, and it was difficult for him to lift his arm. Being injured by the opponent's sword would also hurt his vitality. Looking at the scholar who was staggering towards him, he subconsciously continued to retreat.
He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran. His breath and magic power were disordered, so he could only run.
Hem-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
In the direction of the stele gate, a donkey carrying a bookshelf was trotting towards them, kicking its hooves. Qi Bingzhang's eyes flashed with joy, and he rushed over, grabbed the donkey's reins, and was about to climb on.
"Don't let him get away!"
The Toad Taoist waved his flippers and asked Hong Lian to get the man down. Lu Liangsheng gritted his teeth and quickened his pace to rush forward.
"Haha! When Mingzun comes back, you will all die!" Qi Bingzhang stepped on the pedal, and with a loud laugh, the donkey's body shook violently. It turned and ran away, with its hind legs arched high.
Well…
Qi Bingzhang's smile froze, and then... there was a flash of lightning between the donkey's hooves, and it kicked him in the chest with a bang.
There were two clangs and a pair of rattles fell to the ground.
His figure flashed through the flames in an instant and crashed into the burning attic. The next moment, with a puff, it pierced through a broken eaves beam.
"Uh huh..."
The shaking body lowered its head and took a look at the beam that broke through the chest. Its head tilted and there was no sound.