This fellow flew away for only an hour, and dozens of practitioners flew from the city hundreds of miles away. After they collected the bodies of two people who had been stripped naked by the onlookers, they separated some people to transport the bodies back to the city, and most of them used their own means to chase after Wang Guang’s departure.
In less than seven or eight hours, the people of Gale Sect chased after them, and hundreds of exhausted practitioners circled around the place where Wang Guang was fighting with others. One of them took out the golden compass and fiddled with it, and then led the others to chase it down in the direction of Wang Guang’s departure.
"Brother, we can really catch up with the diabolism? Most of the medicines we brought with us have been consumed, even the spar is not much left. If we keep chasing like this, I’m afraid we can’t catch up with the demon road at all, we can’t avenge the three younger brothers, and we can’t kill the demon and protect the justice of heaven and earth. " A female practitioner said in a low voice with a tired face and a young practitioner holding a golden compass.
"Don’t be alarmed, there will be another 100,000 miles away, and Tianyu Zong will meet us. As long as the demon road doesn’t deviate too much, he won’t try to escape our pursuit at all." The practitioner with a golden compass frowned slightly and continued: "Collect all the elixirs of everyone. Slow down those with low mana, and keep up with those with deep mana. Even if they are no match for that demon, we should keep an eye on him. If you find an ally in the future, you can kill this demon. "
Female practitioners should nod, say nothing more, and turn over to ask other practitioners for Dan medicine spar. These practitioners have great respect for the guide who holds the golden compass, so no one is angry and refutes it. Even some practitioners with low mana do not hesitate to consume their own mana, and use occult techniques to support their fellow practitioners, so that they can fly faster and recover more mana.
After all this, more than a dozen practitioners left behind. However, they didn’t give up, and after a rest, they continued to chase down according to the imprint of Zongmen. These practitioners have been under the influence of the same discipline for decades or even more than a hundred years. Although their means are not very strong, they have a very strong cohesion to the clan, and this difficulty can’t hit them at all. On the contrary, they were chosen because of the cruel diabolical way of killing, which made them feel that they were valued in the clan, and they were excited in their hearts. Where would they give up the invisible glory?
Words Wang Guang running all the way, the road to cast lotus flower make track for the soul of the interval is getting longer and longer, because he is not much stored in the long banners of the Laurence family soul, and he can’t guarantee that all Laurence family souls can have close relations with the escaped Laurence family practitioners. It is also for this reason that after more than ten days of chasing, the distance between him and Luo Jia, the practitioner, is getting farther and farther.
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Chapter one hundred and seven Jinzhou practitioners in thousands of Buddhism
On this day, Wang Guang only felt that his mana was not good, and he didn’t go to rest in the city below, but chose a remote place to meditate and practice, in order to restore his mana as soon as possible. At this time, he didn’t know that there were two practitioners behind him who were angry and abnormal.
"Master, you said that the monk is really so magical? I think he can only tame all kinds of monster beasts, and there is nothing magical at all. Moreover, he is also a monk with wine and meat, obviously driven out by Buddhism. " When Wang Guangzheng was hiding under a big tree to carry the method, suddenly a clear girl’s voice reached his ears.
"Shut up quickly, that monk fooled a group of ignorant village people, and he has great influence in tens of thousands of miles in Fiona Fang. If he accidentally lets his claws know, he will definitely arrest you and me and put them in prison for thousands of monsters to swallow." A slightly older female voice sounded. "His monster beasts are powerful, and dozens of them can eat up our master and apprentice. Don’t say anything, don’t say anything, let them be afraid of the teacher for no reason."
The voice is getting closer and closer, and finally it gradually fades away, without paying attention to Wang Guang, who is hiding under the big tree to restore his mana.
After the mentoring left, Wang Guang felt the footsteps of dozens of practitioners chasing from a distance. These practitioners just learned the practice, and they have no ability to manipulate magic weapons, let alone fly surprises. That’s why we walk on the ground.
These practitioners mumbled something in their mouths, but Wang Guang was not in the mood to pay attention to it at all, just silently carrying the method to restore his mana.
"Maitreya! Dear senior brothers, I won’t chase them anymore. Those two women ran so fast that we couldn’t catch up at all. Moreover, I think those two women are more powerful than us, and it is impossible for us to pursue them like this. I think those two women must have set a trap in front to deal with us. " A young man said with a heavy voice, "In my opinion, we might as well return to Zongmen as soon as possible and let the patriarch deal with those two women."
"Bah! Cowardly thing. How did the patriarch teach us? The patriarch often said that no enemy should be afraid. When you fight with the other side with your life, the other side will be out of order even if the means are exquisite. Can’t dozens of us handle those two women who are a little more powerful than us? You’ve said this dozens of times. I’m sure that if it weren’t for us bring up the rear, your boy would have been a deserter. " A rough voice loudly refuted each other. "Well, we also belong to the subordinate sub-cases of Yizong. If other Aizong practitioners know that you are so timid, they will definitely laugh at you to death. When the time comes, I will never lose your face, but also make the patriarch a fool. It’s hard to say that when the patriarch is angry, he will peel your boy and sun him as dried meat for food storage. "
"Don’t talk nonsense, poor monk, this idea is not afraid of the enemy, but worried that others will secretly laugh at Zongmen when they know that dozens of us haven’t killed those two women until now. Poor monk, this is all for the sake of the clan. " The monk who gave birth to the resignation muttered disgruntled.
Although the words were not loud, they were carefully listened to by Wang Guang, because when the other party spoke, it was difficult to attract Wang Guang’s attention.
"Just lack of people and little help, I never thought that I could meet the sub-cases of Yi Zong here. I hope that the patriarch of the sub-clan can help me a little, so that I can kill Luo Jia, the spiritual practitioner, and go back to the mountain for meditation as soon as possible. " Hearing that, Wang Guang’s heart suddenly took notice.
Just as this fellow was trying to get out of his hiding place to talk to the monks, dozens of sword lights flew from a distance and fell down near him.
"Gale cases handle affairs here, after changing other people and leaving a spar, leave immediately. If it takes time, don’t complain if we kill it. " A very rampant voice echoed in Fiona Fang for more than ten miles.
And this more than ten miles in Fiona Fang, only Wang Guang is here with the so-called monks who are divided into different sects. Besides, there are no other practitioners at all.
"Gale cases? Could it be that those two boys were killed halfway? I’m afraid they came here today to find trouble being original, hehe! Most of the mana has been restored, but it’s interesting to see what their Fierce Wind Sect is capable of, and it’s just the right time to kill a few more practitioners and extract souls to enhance the power of the long banners. " Wang Guang was very excited when he listened to the call of Gale Sect Practitioner.
You should know that his long banners can not only absorb endless filth to increase power, but also flesh and blood, poisonous smoke and soul, all of which are necessary materials to promote power increase. A few days ago, I extracted the souls of two practitioners of Gale Sect, and the power of his filthy banners was enhanced by one point. A jet of black light, even a magic weapon of inferior top-level defense, may not be able to resist.
Just when this fellow was thinking at random about how to kill the most people, a rough and crazy voice sounded from the group of walking monks.
"hey! Where did you get the hair? How dare you be so rampant in our territory? Don’t you know that there is such a proverb in ancient times? Come to our site, it’s a tiger, you have to lie down for me, and it’s a dragon, you have to dish it up for me. Without our permission, who allowed you to be so crazy? "
"Maitreya, brother, gale is the clan? Is it a small clan attached to our door? Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to say such a big thing! " Wang Guang heard clearly that it was the young monk who put forward the strategic retreat at first.
The monk’s words made Wang Guang almost laugh, but he angered the practitioners of Gale Sect and almost copied the guy directly.
"Monk, which clan are you from? Tell me, it’s hard to have something to do with our gale Sect. If your clan is really related to our fierce wind clan, then you don’t need to give out that spar. " At first, the practitioner’s face twitched a few times, and after taking a few deep breaths, he forced his temper to ask the monks about their identity.
Not only the people of the Gale Sect want to know the specific identities of the monks, but also Wang Guang, who is hiding aside to restore his mana, wants to know where these monks came from and whether they really have a connection with Yizong.
"You all listen up, we are thousands of Buddhist practitioners, Fiona Fang 35 Wan Li is our site. It’s really annoying that you don’t talk about giving some gifts when you come to our site, but you are mumbling and shouting. Why don’t you give each of us a hundred crystals, and today’s incident will be over, or I’ll report it to the patriarch and let his old man crush you to death with one finger. " A monk shouted loudly.
"Thousands of Buddha? Never heard of it. Brothers, kill these bald donkeys. " When the practitioner who first asked questions learned about the monks’ ancestral gate, his face became ferocious at once. "It’s just that they control the area of Wan Li in March 5th, and even the last clan whose names can’t be ranked, all of them are slaughtered for me and everything on them is gathered up."
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Chapter one hundred and eight The art of diabolism long complications of blood dun
At the behest of the spiritual practitioner, dozens of fierce wind clansmen rushed up behind them. Dozens of monks have just become practitioners. Where are these practitioners who are good at blocking roads? In several breathing rooms, more than a dozen practitioners were killed in 7788. Only seven or eight monks had a bad time and ran away to survive for the time being.
Wang Guang, who recovered his mana, saw that the monks could not resist it. After a little thinking, he took out a long banner and shook it. I saw the evil wind blowing, ShaQi filled with smoke, and dozens of black smoke rose from the long banners. These black smoke either changed into the shape of a beast or a weapon, and brought a bad wind to attack the practitioners of the gale Sect.
Fierce wind practitioners are killing monks with a happy face, where did they think of being suddenly attacked? As a result, more than a dozen practitioners failed to respond and were suddenly entangled in black smoke. Only heard a burst of screams, more than a dozen practitioners were eroded by black smoke in the blink of an eye, which was their magic weapon that had not yet been cast, and they were also eroded into scrap metal by black smoke.
"Be careful, there is a sneak attack." Leading practitioners saw that their stuff lost more than a dozen people in an instant, and they didn’t want to kill the monks. They let the people get together with a loud roar. Some of them released magic weapons for defense, some threw thunder and fire, and more of them manipulated the magic weapon of flying swords to cruise around, looking for the enemy to prepare for attack.
When the other party gathered, Wang Guang was not surprised. He just smiled grimly and carried a long banner out of the hiding place. "Infinite Buddha! I don’t know why Taoist friends are playing with guys here. You see the beautiful scenery around you, which is a good place for drinking, playing and singing. Why is it so murderous? Destroyed the scene here in vain. "
When Wang Guang jumped out, some practitioners in Gale Sect lost their voices and exclaimed, "It’s the demon who killed our fellow students, and the patriarch asked us to find him. Be careful, everyone. The magic weapon in his hand is a gangster, which can not only melt the body, but also seize the soul. "
After listening to the first half of the sentence, the other practitioners of Gale Sect suddenly realized, but after listening to the second half, they felt uncomfortable. "Shut up quickly, and get ready for the guy to kill this boy. We all see that his magic weapon is amazing, and you don’t need to make noise again." A practitioner mercilessly stared at the man, and then looked at Wang Guang with a grimace of a grin on his face, hoping that the other party’s mana was not deep and it wouldn’t take long.
Wang Guang was amused to hear these people arguing in the gale Sect. This fellow is too lazy to pay attention to it. He shakes his hands and starts to attack.
Those practitioners of the gale Sect saw Wang Guang shaking with long banners, but before they could react, they saw boundless black smoke mixed with foul smell coming from all around. Some people can’t stand the stench, but feel dizzy and stuffy in the chest, and then the mana turmoil gets out of control and a somersault falls from the air.
Before they fell from the air, black smoke billowed, swallowing a crowd like an abyss, and finally left a imitator. The remaining practitioners of the gale Sect used their means to resist the stench and black smoke one by one, and only felt the pressure doubled.
The leading practitioner threw a large bowl suspended above his head. When the bowl turned, all the black smoke and stench coming towards him were absorbed, and it could hold up for a while. It’s just that it’s dark around and I can’t see any light, let alone looking for Wang Guang to attack him.
"Don’t panic, stay close to me." The leading practitioner rubbed a few pieces of yin thunder and hit his feet. The thunder burst, and immediately blew a big hole in the surrounding black smoke. He just wanted to escape from the range of black smoke through the big hole, and never thought about the black smoke crawling around him, and instantly blocked the hole.
This leader is also a malicious character, only to see him grind his teeth and throw dozens of thunder and fire around him in one breath. "Knock … knock" dozens of loud noises really blew away more than half of the black smoke around. However, several unlucky students were blown up by his thunder, and the protection was unstable for a time, so that black smoke took advantage of it to kill them.
The appearance of a large blank area gives other practitioners a goal. After they gathered around the leader at the fastest speed and counted the number a little, everyone’s heart sank.
"What a demon. It’s a good means." The leader looked at more than a dozen remaining students around him, both admiring and panicking. "Just a few breathing time, just kill so many people. Good magic weapon, good magic weapon. "
"Brother, kill that boy and take his magic weapon to use. I’m afraid you’ll be invincible in the clan except the patriarch." A female practitioner has a face of cruel fear.
"You are a silly fork, I really don’t understand, when your ancestors gave the patriarch what benefits? I actually recruited you, a mentally ill person, into the clan. " After listening to the woman’s words, the leader of the gale Sect only felt that his efforts were upwelling, so that no one fell down. "A cliff kill us dozens of people’s magic weapon, you give Lao tze rob come over to see? If you talk nonsense again, the demon will not kill you, but I will kill you first. "
Angry, the leader loudly reprimanded the female trainer. After hearing this, the female practitioner was very angry, but she was not completely out of her mind, and did not dare to refute the leader again. She just took pains to manipulate two flying swords to release boundless sword light and force the black smoke and stench around her, so as not to make them close.
"Follow me to retreat and don’t look back." After the leader severely reprimanded the female trainer, regardless of whether there were any students with mental illness in the team, he directly took a direction to fly by surprise. Thunder and fire were thrown out of his hand to blast the black smoke ahead, and the bowl on his head turned wildly, constantly absorbing the stench of black smoke.
“再快点，再快点。”感觉周围黑烟越来越单薄，领头人强压下心中兴奋。因为他已经感觉到头顶法宝容纳污秽气息的数量快到极限了，如果没有其他措施，那大碗随时可能炸裂或失去功效，到时候再想冲出去不知道要困难到什么程度。
这厮一咬牙，张嘴连喷数口法力和一口精血注入头顶大碗，如此一来，那大碗散发的光芒更胜，眨眼间暴涨到水缸大小狠命的吸收涌过来的污秽气息。
一道黑烟凝聚的蟒蛇被十多名练气士的法宝和阴雷破掉后，周围再也没了黑烟困扰。领头人长啸一声，再又喷出一口精血出来，却是担心王广手段，直接施展宗门秘法血遁，化作一道血光朝远处没命的奔逃。
有心思灵巧之徒也施展血遁疯狂逃跑，这时那里还理会是否损伤元气？“只要能逃了性命回去，两口精血只需要十多天就能补充回来。”领头人心中暗自思索。想到这里，他张嘴又是一口精血，只希望自己的速度能再快些。
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