The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

They only know how to attack from behind, and use such despicable means, they are worse than those demons.

It!

Xiang Zimo knew that the current situation was not optimistic and he could not take it lightly.

He could sense that there were two great monks in the Dudong realm opposite him, and both of them had a calm and experienced aura.

Although he didn't know where this guy came from or why he attacked him, if he revealed it now, the entire mission would be in danger of failure.

That is a responsibility that I absolutely cannot bear.

His jawbone was completely shattered, and his voice became somewhat unclear: "I wonder how we have offended you two?"

I am... I am the Junior Master of the Holy Nation. I am here to carry out my mission under the order of the Emperor. Please forgive me if I have offended you.

At this moment, the two people wearing hoods opposite were listening to his babbling and looking at his face.

"… Yuanming, did you understand what he said? "No." "If you don't understand, forget it. Beat him up first and talk later." As he said that, Yongning Old Immortal grabbed the club again and went straight to Xiang Zimo. Xiang Zimo was horrified and used a few magic tricks to stop him, then ran away.

He is the junior master of the Imperial Master's Mansion, and he is not proficient in physical skills. If someone gets close to him, won't he be beaten into a pig's head?

The scene suddenly became funny. The battle between the great monks of the Dudong realm turned into a game of hide-and-seek.

play.

Xiang Zimo tried his best to use various methods and magic arrays to stop him, while Yongning and Yuanming behind him were like two mad dogs, chasing after him.

However, Xiang Zimo was only a rookie in the martial arts world after all. The techniques he learned in the Imperial Master's Mansion were simply not enough to fool this

Two old hands with a long history in the world.

All kinds of spells could not stop them for a moment. Xiang Zimo was beaten by those two old guys several times. His head was bleeding and his already battered appearance became even more miserable.

Even a cornered dog will jump over the wall, let alone Xiang Zimo, who has been pampered since childhood. How could he have been forced to such a miserable state?

Soon, unable to bear the humiliation, he roared in anger, and the pendant around his neck suddenly shone like stars, and a powerful pressure surged up.

You are going too far!" The aura emanating from the pendant made Yongning and Yuanming stop and look at him cautiously. "Good fellow, this kid has such a powerful magic weapon?" ". It is estimated that it is all the stolen money that this gang of demons robbed and looted. " "Hehe, don't worry, we will confiscate the stolen money later." Xiang Zimo's mouth still had blood on it, and his eyes stared at the two of them. He didn't want to use this "Fang Ning Guiling Jade". After all, his teacher had repeatedly reminded him before leaving that with his own cultivation and state of mind, every time he used it, he would consume his Tao heart. It was almost like he was using his own future to perish together with the other party's jade. But now.

He had been driven to a dead end by these two old dogs. In a rage, he ignored the teacher's instructions and began to mutter:

Tips for storing:

"You forced me to do this... I am the Junior Master of the Holy Nation, serving under the command of Heaven. No matter what the cost, I will protect the glory of the Holy Nation!"

What are you doing? " Just as he was about to make a move, Yongning and Yuanming, who were standing still, suddenly jumped up and rushed towards him with their heart-digging sticks.

Xiang Zimo was so frightened that he didn't even bother to continue making hand gestures, and could only run away, cursing incoherently as he ran:

"You...you have no moral principles! Not only did you launch a sneak attack, but you even interrupted the other person before they finished their moves...didn't your teacher teach you that this is very rude?"

Yongning and Yuanming certainly didn't understand what he was saying. But they also found it a bit strange. Is this guy a mentally retarded person? Why did he accumulate the magic formula in front of us?

Is it?

He couldn't possibly think that we would just stand here and wait for him to finish his moves, right? Did he think we were stupid? Poor Xiang Zimo was filled with grief, even thinking of dying together with the other party.

The idea came to mind, but there was no chance to start.

From the beginning to the end, he was beaten like a dog by two experienced and evil-minded old foxes, and was forced to run around everywhere.

Until he was exhausted and could not escape anymore, he still slipped and was caught by the two. Yongning and Yuanming were also very polite. After catching him, they didn't say much, just raised their hands to grab the sticks and beat him to death. "Ouch! You, you dare to hit me! I am from the Holy Kingdom... Ouch!" "I'm so mad, you, you just wait! My Holy Kingdom... will not let you go

These guys deserve to die. Ah! "

Yongning was getting more and more excited, his eyes began to glow red: "Damn it, good boy, you've been in such a state, and you're still in this holy country, you deserve to die, are you just being stubborn?"

I will make you a holy country, and I will punish you with death. I will beat you to death, you bastard!" During this period, the resentment and anger of being oppressed by the demons were all over the place.

vented their anger on the young man. It was as if the one lying on the ground with a bruised face and nose was not a stranger they had never met, but Sang Zhe, the employee of the magic sect whom they hated. And gradually, Xiang Zimo went from being embarrassed and crazy at the beginning to screaming and begging for mercy at the end. Stop hitting me, please. Stop hitting me. "I, I don't want to be in the world anymore, I want to go home... I want my mother." Until the end, the two of them saw that the young man's movements were getting smaller and smaller, and he was only breathing in but not out, so they stopped reluctantly.

Dumb, little bastard, now you know what the consequences are for being impatient.

Right? "

The Immortal Yongning snarled at him viciously. "Yuanming, go and plunder all the gifts they left on the roadside. Whoever finds the gifts will own them." Taoist Yuanming didn't waste any more words, he ran to the roadside and robbed Xiang Zimo's bag.

Yongning himself searched Xiang Zimo's body and looted all his treasures.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and glanced at Taoist Yuanming not far away without leaving a trace.

", boy, I'm not afraid to tell you." He lowered his voice and said, "Telling you the names of the masters, so that you don't have to worry about it.

You know which god you have offended." "I am Taoist Yuanming of Fuyu Temple." After saying that, the two of them left. Who would have thought that not long after Yongning left, Taoist Yuanming came over unnoticed and said in a fierce and fierce tone: "Boy, I am not afraid to tell you my name, so that you don't know which god you have offended." "I am Taoist Yongning of Chiyu Sect." As soon as he finished speaking, Yongning, who was not far away, called him: "Why are you still standing there? Run away after the matter is done."

Here they come. "Taoist Yuanming immediately chased after them.

As the sun sets, the two walk side by side, talking and laughing, like close old friends. Xiang Zimo, who is lying on the ground like a dead dog, is still mumbling to himself with trembling lips: "The Immortal Yongning of Fuyu Hall of Chiyu Sect. Taoist Yuanming seems to want to carve these names into his bones.

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265. There will be no problem with the North Line

In the formation, the arrows rushed as fast as lightning, like the roar of a silver dragon, with a mighty momentum. Sang Zhe walked leisurely under the mask, the trajectory of Meng Jun's sword had a kind of mysterious rhythm, and he blocked all the attacks with his sword without any leaks.

Even Gu Yingmian couldn't break the sword siege of "Qingping Fusheng Sword", let alone General Huang who was only in the Tribulation Realm.

After several rounds of swordplay, Huang Lao Gua killed Ma Dali with great strength, and a gleam of light flashed in his old eyes.

This kid is much harder to deal with than I thought. Not to mention his mysterious sword skills, which made me, a veteran of many battles,

There is not even the slightest chance.

And the sword in that boy's hand is even more weird. Mr. Huang has practiced for many years and has seen a lot in the Holy Kingdom.

There are countless sharp weapons.

But I have never seen any magic weapon that can reach the level of the sword in that boy's hand.

step.

It was flawless and integrated, like a piece of natural jade. Its rank was much higher than that of his old friend who had been with him for many years.

The Ma Da Dao is also a top-notch magic weapon. It has been with him in battles for many years.

Countless blood, and inherent pressure.

However, after several fights, Dali could no longer keep roaring, as if he could no longer bear the burden and had reached his limit.

Obviously, the grade is much lower than the opponent's weapon. "What's wrong?" On the other side, Rouzhe, under the mask, naturally has a sinister and gloomy feeling:

He chuckled and said, "You old thing, you can't do this anymore?"

If you beg for mercy now, I can still give you a chance to get gold coins. " "Humph. " Huang Lao sneered, but he was determined in his heart. He couldn't delay any longer. This kid is very evil, with endless secrets. If he is left in the formation, he might

There is a variable. Try to control him as much as possible. If it doesn't work, cooperate with the young master and General Niu to suppress this variable in the formation. So Huang Lao said no more, and a bit of killing intent surged on his solemn armor. He also slowly stretched forward, and the huge golden dragon bow was stretched into a full moon. Sang Zhe also felt that he was firmly locked by a breath that made his hair stand on end in an instant, and the whole person seemed to be oppressed by a pressure like a mountain.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been suppressed and unable to move.

He didn't plan to continue playing around and testing the waters, but instead wanted to make a big move.

Sang Zhe was not afraid, he slowly raised his hand and raised his sword, the sword intent also slowly surged. At this critical moment, the arrow was on the string. Suddenly, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The people who were originally separated by the ends of the earth suddenly returned to Luo Yingshan.

A quiet pass. Seeing the surprised shouts from the people in the carriage team behind them, Rouzhe and Huang Lao also stopped their attacks at the same time. Especially Huang Lao. He looked at the familiar scenery around him, and his heart was filled with doubts. What happened? The formation was broken? Impossible, the young master said that this formation was ranked in the top three in the National Master's Mansion, and it was impossible to break from the inside. Who broke the formation? He subconsciously looked at the tea stall on the side of the road, but it didn't matter what he saw. He was so scared that he immediately cried out in surprise: "Young Master!" The tea stall on the side of the road had been completely destroyed. Xiang Zimo, who had previously looked like a clean and elegant young man, was now covered in blood, with a bruised face and several broken teeth. His swollen face looked like a pig's head. The gorgeous Taoist robe that was clean and refreshing before was also dirty and torn into pieces.

How miserable it is.

"Young Master! What's wrong with you!" General Huang didn't care about the mission at this moment, and immediately ran to help Xiang Zimo up, with a look of anxiety on his face, "How could he be beaten like this? Didn't I just enter the formation for a moment? Where is General Niu?" "Assholes! You demons are going too far! How dare you treat the young master like this!" "No, it's not the demons..." Xiang Zimo, with a bruised face and a swollen nose, spoke with his front teeth still exposed. He could only mutter unclearly, "It's... Chi Yan saw that his young master couldn't even speak clearly at this moment, and General Huang knew that saving people was the most important thing. He immediately took out the pill and fed it to the young master, then turned his head and gave Sang Zhe a cold look.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Huang Lao knew it in his heart. General Niu was missing, the young master was seriously injured, and the

This kid is not someone I can deal with in a short time.

This mission failed. "Why are you looking at me?" Sang Zhe took off his mask and said innocently, "You know, we were all in the formation, it definitely wasn't me who did it." "Who made you, the Holy Country Guantian, so arrogant and making enemies everywhere? You must have been stabbed in the back now."

"Hmph. Boy, don't be so complacent." Old Huang snorted coldly, "Having offended the Holy Nation, your demonic sect is not far from being in great trouble."

"I'll let you go this time!" After saying that, he could only carry Xiang Zimo, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. After confirming that the breath of the Holy Country's troops had completely disappeared, the members of the transport team breathed a sigh of relief, and began to cheer after a while. "We won! We drove the Holy Country's people away!" "Whoops!" Compared to the excitement of the crowd behind him, Sang Zhe's face remained calm. He slowly chanted in his heart: "Nian Nian. How much of the essence left by the Crystal Taoist is left?" "Less than one-fifth." It's almost used up. Sang Zhe sighed. Although he finally managed to survive this confrontation without any danger. But the price he had paid was not small. Not only was there nothing left of the Crossing Realm cultivation left by the Crystal Taoist, but the points consumed on this trip were also huge. Fortunately, the result was good, at least he didn't let his points go to waste.

"Report to Linzhou City that everything is safe," he said calmly to his men.

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Linzhou City.

When I heard that the carriage team on the official road had successfully repelled the Holy Kingdom without any casualties.

In the hall of Fusang Pavilion, cheers suddenly rang out. Bai Ming slowly loosened her tightly clenched hands. "I actually made it through safely," she murmured to herself. During this period of time when the front line was caught in the war, Ri Ming was always filled with an inexplicable fear. She was really afraid that Sang Zhe would get into trouble. She was so worried that she didn't even have time to take care of the goods.

She even felt a little regretful. Even if the goods were not delivered, she didn't want anything to happen to Rouzhe.

Even without anyone knowing. Bai Ming had already prepared for the worst. In her hand, there was a piece of soft jade half the size of her palm. She had been rubbing the soft jade very tightly until Sang Zhe reported that he was safe, and then she gradually let go. "Master, Sang Zhe's call." The little maid handed her the communication device, and Bai calmed down a little: she put on a happy and calm smile. "Congratulations, Brother Sang, as expected, Brother Sang can do things, I am at ease." "That's right. On the other end of the communication device, Sang Zhe's tone did not sound like anything was wrong.

I promised Brother Bai that the goods would be delivered smoothly. Not to mention the Holy Kingdom, even the Guanzhu Lao

Even if it comes, it can’t be stopped.”

Bai Ming was distracted for a moment. But she quickly came back to her senses, smiled and teased: "Brother Sang, please don't open the champagne at halftime.

There is still no news from the northern front."

"Don't worry." Sang Zhe's voice was particularly confident: "The northern line will definitely be fine.

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266. Deduct one Buddha to save your life

At the same time. North line. The cargo transport team on the north line was escorted by only a few people from the magic sect. The leader was not an employee of the Guanxing Division. It was old man Cheng Dayong. He was the chief clerk of the prison division of the branch under Sang Zhe. At this moment, he was riding a horse, walking leisurely in the narrow and quiet canyon, and the entire carriage team followed behind him. The people of the Vanity Chamber of Commerce were all highly nervous, always paying attention to the enemies who might jump out from nowhere. "Cheng Zhubo, we only have so few people on this line, is it really enough?" Pan Ren. "Old man Cheng looked confident and calm, "Although there are no masters of the Tribulation Realm in our line." "But, don't we still have me?" "I, Cheng Zhubo, have followed the head of the division for many years, and I have learned all the skills. A few mice from the Holy Country want to snatch the goods from me, huh, they have to ask me if I agree. "

After hearing this, everyone in the Vanity Chamber of Commerce was relieved. Obviously, the reason why the Demonic Path arranged the northern line so relaxed was because they trusted the man in front of them.

old man.

Then the strength of this old man must not be as weak as it seems on the surface, but is deeply hidden.

Old man Cheng also held his head high and chest out all the way. In his heart.

Damn! What should I do? What should I do? Why am I the only one escorting the northern line? How can I, an old man who is about to die, beat the wolves and tigers of the Holy Country? I am so strong that I can't crush a finger on the opposite side. So when Old Man Cheng heard that Sang Zhe had given him this difficult task, his first reaction was to write a suicide note first. Unfortunately, he had no children and his only property was spent on visiting brothels. A suicide note is basically just a lie to himself. There is nothing to leave behind. But. If possible. Mingming, I really don't want to die yet... Just like that, Old Man Cheng, who was mentally collapsed, could only force himself to maintain a calm face, and silently prayed in his heart that what Rouzhe said would work. Before leaving, Sang Zhe patted his shoulder and said earnestly: Don't worry, Old Cheng. When your transport convoy reaches the canyon, no matter who you meet, you can say that you are a monk who is preparing to become a monk. "

When the time comes, someone will naturally come to save your life." Sang Zhe's heartfelt words still make Old Man Cheng feel

Tears welled up.

The boss is really dedicated. He would not reveal his identity as a magician even if he died. It would be even better if he could survive. Just like that, with the feeling of understanding, the carriage team finally arrived.

The narrowest and steepest section of the road in the Shaan Valley.

There were cliffs on both sides that reached high into the sky, and the passage in the middle was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for a carriage to pass slowly.

Soon, a group of people appeared in front of them. The leader was a middle-aged man in black clothes and a black robe, with his hair draped over his shoulders.

The sheep beard looks majestic and heavy.

The soldiers behind him were all wearing armor, and a murderous aura spread out.

Come.

The moment he saw the pedestrian, Old Man Cheng was almost frightened to death. Tribulation Realm! He must be a master in the Tribulation Realm! This, this, this, isn't this the end! My life is over! But in order to die, I have to complete the mission before dying. Old Man Cheng still pretended to be calm.

Ding, rode his horse to the front of the group of people, looked down from a high position and said:

"Who are you? How dare you stop the convoy escorted by my demon sect?"

"It's a convoy escorted by the Demonic Path." The black-robed man smiled slowly: "It seems that I have found the right person." Tell me. Do you want me to take off two parts from your body before surrendering and handing over the goods?" Or do you want me to beat you until you are half paralyzed and then surrender and hand over the goods?" Ah? Is there no option to surrender directly without being flattered? Old man Cheng felt bitter in his heart, and his last thought was gone. So he could only bite the scalp and said: Stop. Go against us Demonic Path? Do you have the strength to do so? " This sentence, on the contrary, made the black-robed man opposite stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look to the left, then to the right, and confirmed that there was not a cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Realm in the entire carriage team, and then he looked at him puzzledly. "I don't understand, where do you get your confidence from? " I don't know either. " Old man Cheng was panicking, and all his strength was used to keep his face calm. His eyes were still shaking, and he was darting around, not daring to look directly at the black-robed man in front of him. As his eyes were darting around, he suddenly noticed that there was a suspended temple on the half-wall of the cliff on one side.

He suddenly remembered what Rouzhe had told him, and immediately he gritted his teeth and

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Boss. I will trust you again! If you cheat me, I will curse you to not be able to have sex even if I become a ghost! "Humph, what confidence do I have?" Old man Cheng sneered, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he spoke in a loud voice like thunder: "Buddha is my confidence!" The man in black robe: "?" "Uh. Are there people who believe in Buddhism in the devil's way?" "What do you know?" Old man Cheng sneered: "I am a disciple of Buddhism, and I have my own merits to protect myself. I have been doing good deeds and accumulating virtues all my life, and I have not committed murders. My merits have been fulfilled." "My Buddha is merciful, and he will naturally not sit idly by and watch a disciple like me who has perfect merits be harmed by you villains." "If you have a bad heart, be careful that the Buddha will come down from the sky, destroy your physical body and soul, and teach you to fall into the endless hell forever!" The above words are all the words that Old Man Cheng has learned in his life. I really can't squeeze out a word. He also secretly glanced at the man in black robe, wanting to see if he had booed him. But when he saw the other person's look as if he was looking at a retard, Old Man Cheng finally felt at ease.

Very good. The boss really lied to me. This rhetoric is useless. I thought Kouyi could really make the Buddha come to the world to save my life. "I don't know if I will fall into hell, but you can go down first to explore the way for me." After saying that, the man in black robe slowly put away his hand. Old man Cheng was already in tears, bidding a final farewell to this beautiful world. However. At this moment. Suddenly, in the air, there was a loud laughter as loud as a Hongzhong Dalu. "Hahahaha, well said!" This donor, I think you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, so why don't you join our Dizang Temple, do good deeds and practice Buddhism together." The man in black robe turned around warily and said vigilantly: "Who is coming?" At this moment, Old Man Cheng was looking at the sky with tears in his eyes. In his sight. In the air, it seemed as if the Buddha had come to the world, the Buddha's light was shining, and lotus flowers were blooming at every step. The fat monk with a plump waist and a rosary in his hand walked towards him step by step with a gentle smile.

At that moment, the warm Buddha light made Old Man Cheng feel tears welling up in his eyes.

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267. You don’t want to become a monk, and you don’t want to die. I’m in a dilemma.

The Holy Light Living Buddha who descended from the sky looked dignified and kind. However, the old man in black robe did not dare to take it lightly. He knew very well that the old monk in front of him had unfathomable cultivation.