The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 671
"what's going on?"

After the Eyebrow and Tianmu were officially opened, Pei Wende finally saw clearly what happened under the clouds with the help of the civet cat's perspective.

It seemed to be an army that was escorting something. Hundreds of elite warriors were holding swords, bows and crossbows, confronting and fighting with the surrounding mountain spirits and ghosts.

Looking around, Pei Wende even saw the whereabouts of some monsters among the goblin ghosts.

However, compared to the battle formation formed by monsters and soldiers, Monk Zhuang and the reanimated corpse at the forefront of the battlefield are the most eye-catching.

The bronze-covered Monk Zhuang who wields a Zen stick is like an incarnated arhat. Every move can knock a mountain spirit into the air, clearing out a huge space.

Through eyebrows and celestial eyes, Pei Wende found that although the monk did not cultivate into a golden body, his physical strength was comparable to that of a real golden body.

In particular, the feature as strong as a bronze bell is a powerful attribute that ordinary Buddhist golden bodies do not possess.

On the other hand, those ghosts who participated in the siege of Monk Zhuang, even mandrills as strong as giant bears, could not really break through the opponent's defense, let alone hurt him.

In addition, the reanimated corpse who cooperated with Monk Zhuang also showed a shocking fighting style.

As a living corpse between life and death, the powerful undead attribute makes the reanimated corpse ignore ordinary physical attacks, and exchange injuries with the spirits in an almost crazy attitude.

If you tear off my arm, I'll tear off your head...

The thigh was removed, and a hoof of a beast was replaced on the spot...

As the battle continued, the body of the reanimated corpse became more and more weird.

A bear's arm, a wolf's claw, a mandrill's thigh...

The revenant is like a growing suture monster, using the corpse of the enemy to complete its own life, showing a frightening immortality.

However, no matter how amazing the combat power of Monk Zhuang, the reincarnated corpses, and the warriors of the Shence Battalion are, those mountain spirits and ghosts who participated in the siege of them seemed to be endless, continuously emerging from the mountains on both sides of the rural road.

To be honest, just watching this almost "beast horde" scene is enough to refresh Pei Wende's cognition.

Because he never knew that there are so many mountain spirits hidden at the foot of this mountain.

And why did these mountain spirits and ghosts who have always avoided the world come out in full force, targeting this special escort team.

"Little master, look there!"

Just as Pei Wende was thinking carefully, Zhang Wending shifted his gaze and looked at the center of the escort team.

That's where Zhang Wending noticed the aura at first, and it was also a rather simple-looking wooden box.

However, under the perspective of the sky eye, what Zhang Wending saw was a luxurious brocade jacket wrapped in a wooden box, and a huge wooden sign wrapped in the brocade jacket.

"plaque?"

They recognized what the wooden sign was at a glance, but before Pei Wende could continue to take a closer look, a sudden burst of golden light blocked their prying eyes.

Not only that, the golden light that suddenly bloomed was like the most magnificent light in the world, covering the whole audience in an instant.

tumultuous!
Under the golden light, the mountain elves and wild monsters who were still besieging the convoy wailed, and all parts of their bodies began to fester as if they had been dissolved by strong acid.

In an instant, the originally mighty animal horde quickly receded, leaving only a mess of corpses.

"This……"

Just when Monk Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn his head to look at the source of the golden light, the face of the resurrected corpse suddenly changed drastically.

"careful!"

Hearing this blurted warning, Monk Zhuang rolled sideways without looking back, and just avoided a deadly wind blade.

tear...

As if cutting a thin piece of paper, the sharp wind blade directly left a gully as deep as one meter on the ground.

Monk Zhuang couldn't imagine whether his body could withstand such a terrifying blow without the reminder from the resurrected corpse.

......................................................................................................

"Tch, it's all been avoided!"

Accompanied by a small murmur, the invisible wind began to gather not far in front of the convoy, and finally formed a white antelope-like monster.

"Fei Lian?"

Staring at the front with wide eyes, the voice of the reanimated corpse was suppressed and low - because he had already recognized the truth of the spirit.

The hair all over the body is as white as snow, with features similar to leopard prints.

The body is shaped like an elk, but it has a pair of antelope horns.

In addition, the most notable feature of this spirit is its bird-like head and reptile-like tail.

"Huh? I didn't expect there to be 'people' in this place who could recognize me?"

As a mammal, it has the head of a bird and the tail of a reptile.

This spirit monster called "Fei Lian" by the reanimated corpse obviously belongs to the kind of monster reserve that has already opened up its meridians and is in the transformation stage.

It's just that Fei Lian's transformation object is obviously not a human being, but some kind of monster who also has the shape of nine orifices.

Referring to the name Fei Lian, and its ability to control the wind...

The reference object of this ghostly metamorphosis is obviously the Fengshen handed down from the Xiangchu region since ancient times.

Or to be more precise, this is an elk that accidentally awakened the power of wind and was worshiped by some mountain people as the god of wind.

"Fei Lian! It is a rare opportunity for you to inherit the name of 'Feng Shen' and walk on the way of incense and fire."

"Now that you are actually showing up here and killing people, aren't you afraid of degenerating into an evil god like the 'Houtian Clan'?!"

In the impression of the reanimated corpse, there are very few spirits who can walk on the way of gods before taking shape.

On the one hand, this is certainly due to chance, but on the other hand, it is also because the things that need to be paid attention to and the price to pay for walking the divine way are too great.

Especially the "Fei Lian", a wind god who is inherently ambiguous about good and evil, will degenerate into the "Ho Tianshi" who brings disasters if he is a little careless.

At that time, unless by chance and coincidence, the Daoist Yuanshen is cultivated, it will be reduced to a mobile typhoon without self and thought forever.

"Fallen? That's just a choice!"

He jumped up and down a few times with a relaxed face, and Fei Lian, who is a spirit in the wind, also appeared to be very detached, as if he didn't pay attention to anyone present at all.

"Besides, as long as I kill you and seize your escort, this mere divine way will not go away!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present was silent.

Because after seeing Fei Lian's astonishing wind blade, no one would doubt whether the other party's remarks were a joke.

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(End of this chapter)