Locust

Chapter 262
To the east of the Tierong Snowfield, there is a sea of ​​ice.

About three quarters of an hour had passed since Jiang Xun pierced through the void and left.

Whoa!
On the sea surface not far from the glacier, a killer whale suddenly jumped out, round and fat, black and white.

It opened its mouth to spit out, and a gourd of suet and white jade flew out.

It is the Babel Gourd.

It turned out that he didn't leave just now, but lurked into the body of the killer whale, observing the movement of the glacier in secret.

Taoist Tongtian has always been careful in his actions. He retreated and broke through in the strange snake island, so he will naturally pay attention to his concealment and safety.

In this sea area, there are more than [-] sea monsters planted with green locust Gu in their bodies, large and small, they are all his eyeliners, providing information for them, and avoiding lurking sneak attacks.

As soon as Jiang Xun appeared in the sea of ​​ice, he had already been spotted by the surrounding "eyeliners", but he did not sneak attack, but hid again, so Taoist Tongtian stayed still and acted as usual, wanting to see the other party for what purpose.

By escaping into the void and leaving the strange snake island, Taoist Tongtian hid in the body of this ordinary killer whale, secretly observing the uninvited guest on the glacier, what is the purpose.

It's just that he didn't expect that the other party just stayed for a while, and left the ice sea by himself without any weird behavior.

"The inspiration is hidden in nothingness, undetectable, and can travel through the void at will. This person is at least a powerful person in the realm of returning to the void..."

"It's not the two old turtles and snakes. Where did this powerful person come from?"

"Sendai Palace? Jietian Dao? Or the dark hand of Dachang Academy?"

The current world of Dachang, apart from Tongtian Daoren's Dongri Tribe, is divided into three factions, namely the First Prince's Huguo Tianlong Temple, the Second Prince's Fengsheng Mansion, and the local Dachang Academy.

This mysterious power descended here, most likely related to a family of these three forces.

The other party must have witnessed the power of the Tongtian Gourd just now, and should have recognized it as a rare innate magic weapon.

The reason why he didn't take it with his hands was because Gao Fengliang disdained it, or he was careful to make a noise, which was noticed by the turtle and snake elders.

In Taoist Tongtian's opinion, the latter is more likely...

"I didn't expect that in the muddy waters of the Dachang world, there would be a powerful monk entering the arena to disrupt the situation. This undercurrent is very dangerous. If Pei Yu wants to succeed, it will be extremely difficult..."

A sigh came from the Heaven-reaching Gourd, and then the silver hair surged, piercing the void and disappearing...

……

On the Tierong Snowfield.

A Chixiao army of [-] riders was escorting supplies to Yubone City.

The thieves harassed and harassed many times, the surroundings of Heishi, Hongyan and Yubone were desolate and dilapidated, and there was no material to supply the consumption of the three cities.

Therefore, over the past two years, all supplies have to be dispatched and collected from the eight rear cities, and then escorted by Chixiao Jingqi himself, and imported into the three cities to maintain their operation, which is equivalent to the role of a blood vessel.

These materials are supplied every three or four months, and the route is uncertain and very concealed, so as to prevent sneak attacks by thieves.

However, no matter how concealed this kind of action is by a large number of people, it will be difficult to hide from the prying eyes of those who are interested...

The cold wind howled and the snow fell.

"Thump, thump, thump..." On the big snowfield, a red dragon slowly marched.

Five thousand Chixiao Jingqi formed a formation, densely covered with red clouds, including tens of thousands of ox carts, full of supplies, and slowly moving forward in the snow.

suddenly!

"Swish, swish..." There was a rain of meteors in the sky, and countless fireballs struck through the air.

"Enemy attack, Yu!" An order came from Chi Xiao Jingqi.

Hum..., the dense red cloud trembled, and suddenly opened a semicircular enchantment light film, covering and protecting the entire army formation.

"Bang bang bang..." The meteor fire rain hit the barrier light film, turning into countless streamers, failing to break through the tight formation...

but.

Whoohoo!
What followed was a phantom of a real dragon of Buddhism and the emperor of Fengdu attacking together.

The three tyrants all rose from the blood cloud formation to meet the attacking thieves.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Twelve streamers of light appeared in the sky, killing the Chixiao Jingqi from the side. Their main purpose, apart from killing and wounding the Chixiao Jingqi, was to destroy the supplies escorted in it, so as to cut off the blood transfusion supply of the three cities, so as to provide winter relief. Hordes wreak even more havoc.

This kind of sneak attack has happened countless times on this snowfield.

The thieves who attacked were all monks in the Nascent Soul Realm. They acted swiftly and struck fiercely. Once they succeeded, they would flee thousands of miles away, making it impossible to guard against. In the quagmire of...

bang bang bang!bang bang...

The sound in the mid-air vibrated hundreds of miles, piercing through the sky, the air waves rolled backwards, the cold wind was hard to penetrate, and in the radiance, various spells collided violently, making it indistinguishable.

The true dragon of Buddhism and Taoism and the shadow of the emperor of Fengdu tried their best to entangle the three tyrants, preventing them from having time to rescue Chixiao Jingqi.

With their joint efforts, although their strength is still somewhat inferior to the three tyrants, delaying for a period of time should not be a problem.

If the three tyrants forcibly split their hands to stop the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators, the Buddhist Taoist True Dragon and Fengdu Emperor Phantom would directly rush into the Chixiao Jingqi, causing even greater damage.

This kind of disgusting raid tactics can be successful every time, and it can also make the Dongri tribe unable to manage the three southern cities, let alone truly integrate all the resources and power of the Tierong Snowfield, thus posing a threat to the northern city...

……

in the air.

woo woo woo...

Thousands of ghosts cried and howled, and Fengdu Tianzi's ghostly hand hit a bright moon with a phantom hand.

Click!Myriad Souls and Ghost's hand snapped off, and the moon wheel flickered, revealing the figure of Daoist Li.

Obviously, in this move, God Kunxie was at a disadvantage.

call!Fengdu Tianzi phantom slammed the skeleton staff in his hand, swirling up infinite wind, carrying the power of the Nine Nethers, and collided fiercely with a bright and clean moon that was suddenly cut out of the void.

boom!With a bang, the bright and clean moon wheel fell into the air, revealing the phantoms of Zhou Taoists.

In this move, Kunxie Shenjun had the upper hand.

Another moon disc appeared in surprise, and for a while, he fought with the Buddhist and Taoist real dragon, dodged a fierce attack, and moved to the side of the two tyrants in the void, revealing the figure of Jie Taoist.

The true dragon of Buddhism and Daoism and the phantom of Fengdu Tianzi joined forces to trap the three tyrants in it, resulting in a stalemate.

Kunxie Shenjun showed sarcasm, and sneered: "Three friends, it is useless. Even if the three of you and the nine of us have almost the same strength difference, you will definitely not be able to win in a short while. Wait for us to decide the outcome." At that time, I thought that all the supplies below had been destroyed, and most of the Chixiao Jingqi had been killed or injured..."

"Listen, the barrier of the army formation has been broken, and the horses and horses riding Chixiao are all wailing, what a pleasant sound it is!"

The duel of masters is not only a collision of body and mana, but also a confrontation of spirit and momentum.

God Kunxie's provocative words are not only to vent his anger on purpose, but also to attack the opponent mentally and imposingly, so as to improve his own chances of winning.

The three tyrants looked unmoved and remained silent.

A dragon chanting Zen voice came from the true dragon of Buddhism: "Amitabha! Three benefactors, the boundless killing karma on the Tierong snowfield was all provoked by you. Now the people here are devastated, and the winter tribe is even more sinful. You can't escape The blame is that if you don’t go astray and know your way back, you will fall into the endless Avici Hell in the future..."

Taoist Jie suddenly smiled wickedly and asked, "What do you mean when you lose your way and know how to return?"

The Zen voice of Buddhism and Daozhenlong reappeared: "If the three benefactors can give up the three cities in the south, return to the northern part of the Great Snow Plain, build a Buddhist temple, and spread the supreme Dharma of Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva, it will be able to offset the past sins."

Taoist Jie laughed, and said, "Monk, is this the chancellor to make peace with the three of us?"

Kunxie Shenjun smiled presumptuously.

"Monk!" He showed disdain, and his tone was contemptuous, "People are almost out of their heads, and you still want to make peace with them, is it possible? It's so stupid..."

The real dragon of Buddhism and Taoism was shining with precious light all over his body. He didn't go to talk to Kunxie, but continued to say: "Three benefactors, if you continue to be obsessed with your obsession, and open your eyes for Pei Chong and others, you will only hate Bodhisattvas, add disasters and catastrophes, and kill yourself." way."

"If you can rein in the precipice and convert to my Buddha together, all the past will be wiped out. In the future, you will make contributions to our Tianlong Temple, and your merits and achievements will be indispensable."

The three people in front of them have a half-step transformation into a god, and their strength is extremely powerful. If they can be transformed into Tianlong Temple, they will greatly increase their background and benefit infinitely.

Taoist Jie sneered and said, "So it's not about making peace, but about asking for peace."

"If you want to write off everything in the past, why do you need to convert to Buddhism? Later, I will send you to the West Heaven to meet the Bodhisattva, so you can write off all grievances..."

"Sounds so arrogant!" God Kunxie taunted.

"My Buddha is merciful. With the heart of a Bodhisattva, I will use the method of thunderbolt to cleanse you evil spirits." The true dragon of Buddhahood also stirred the fire of ignorance.

Invariably.

Suddenly, the two sides fought again!

suddenly!

The three tyrants abandoned the true dragon of Buddhism and Taoism, and joined forces to attack in the direction of Kunxie Shenjun.

"hold head high!"

The true dragon of Buddhism and Taoism groaned loudly, and was about to kill the three of them from behind.

Suddenly, the eyes of the Buddha and Dao True Dragon were in a trance, and a black shadow emerged from the void.

The eight eminent monks in the Eight Heavenly Dragon Formation were terrified. The monks who can cross the void, even if they are not powerful, are extremely powerful characters, enough to turn the tide of the battle...

Before they react!

"Swipe!" A round of Baizhang moon disk hangs high.

The immeasurable moonlight in it poured out suddenly, directly pouring into the Dragon Department of the Buddhist and Taoist True Dragon.

The [-]-foot-long Buddhist Taoist Dragon paused and stood frozen in mid-air.

"Crack!" There was a strange sound!
The towering golden faucet, like a mountain, is thrown high!

The hot golden dragon's blood gushed out like a volcanic eruption, turning into a rain of golden blood that filled the sky, and the aroma of sandalwood filled the air...

The Buddha Dragon has no leader, and the eight dragon formations are broken!
boom!sound.

The dragon head, dragon body, and dragon blood of the Buddhist and Taoist real dragon all turned into golden light and dissipated.

Eight monks fell out of the golden light, all dressed in red cassocks, with solemn treasures.

I don't know who it is, and whispered: "Hua Shen!"

"Crack! Kick..."

A dark red line emerged from the necks of the eight monks, and eight "big meatballs" rolled down in the air...

The comer, with just one knife, not only broke the eight dragon formations, but also slaughtered the eight Nascent Soul eminent monks who formed the formation.

(End of this chapter)