The Monk

Chapter 475: Escape and escape

The Ghost King and the Buddhist monks in the sky discovered the ten people on the boat. The Ghost King was extremely angry when he saw Zhang Tianzhang. If it hadn't been for him, he would not have been seriously injured by the Yin spirit and escaped. Zhang Tianfang was just the opposite of him. When he saw the enemy being chased, he was in a good mood: "Come on, run." In the time he said three words, the Ghost Emperor had disappeared from the other side of the bright moon, followed by nineteen bald heads.

Hengtianxiao asked: "Do you know him?" Zhang Tianfang said: "Of course I do, he has been chasing me for a long time." "But why?" Hengtianxiao's curiosity has not diminished. Zhang Tianfang said: "That unlucky ghost emperor..." Before he could finish his words, the expressions of the seven handsome guys suddenly changed, and they flew into the air and chased after him without even having time to say goodbye.

The seven people hurriedly chased after him, and Zhang Tianfang said angrily: "How rude." Zhang Weifang thought about it and said: "It turns out that the Ghost King comes from Tiexian Valley." Fang Jian said: "One hundred and eight Nascent Soul top-level ghost disciples, plus A ghost king, Iron Line Valley is too scary.”

The two of them guessed that the Ghost Emperor came from the Iron Thread Valley through the seven beauties' search for the Iron Thread Valley and their crazy pursuit of the Ghost Emperor. However, they couldn't figure out why the Seven Beauties were looking for the Iron Thread Valley. Did they have a grudge? Seven people killed more than a hundred people to take revenge? That's crazy. Any old ones? The Ghost King flew by in front of you but you didn’t recognize him? No matter how I thought about it, something was wrong. Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Tianfang sighed: "The Ghost Emperor is so powerful." He was stimulated again. The injured Ghost Emperor could run so well. Alas, thinking about the nine brothers in the Ghost Sword made him a little nervous. uncomfortable. He curled his lips and braced himself, patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "It's none of our business if they beat them. Let's drink." Zhang was afraid that Fang Jian would quickly raise his glass: "Drink!"

The three brothers drank for a while, and Zhang Tianfang was in a bad mood, so he grabbed the two drinking companions and drank hard. When they drank until the moon in the sky was divided into two, another person came from the north, and the sky was flying. There were more than 40 people, all of whom were top-level ghost disciples of Nascent Soul.

Zhang was afraid that he would wake up due to the drunkenness, so he hurriedly erected a strong igloo to cover the big ship. He moved quickly, and the ghost disciples moved even faster. The forty-four ghost disciples flashed in the sky and disappeared like a black lightning.

Zhang Tianfang drank the most and muttered in a daze: "Ah, the sky is cloudy, no, it's so bright."

Zhang was afraid of taking away the ice wall, and he thought it was a fluke that the more than forty ghost disciples should have gone to save the ghost emperor, and it had nothing to do with him. He looked at Fang Jian and said, "Let's go back." Fang Jian nodded: "It's so disrespectful. In this damn place, the top-level ghost disciples actually eat a large piece of it like dumplings. Who can bear it?"

There were one hundred and eight top-level ghost disciples in Tiexian Valley. After several fights, they managed to kill three disabled, one was seriously injured, and two were seriously injured after several fights. One hundred and two were still intact. Zhang was afraid that a group of people would never be offended. rise.

Call the girls to fly up and go home.

They flew as fast as they could, doing nothing and concentrating on flying. Ten days later, they were stopped by someone. Standing in front of them was a Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator in the air. He shouted at Feijie: "The Holy Ancestor's instructions, all the disciples of the Holy Sect are subject to the Holy Capital." Dispatch and kill the ghosts."

Zhang was afraid of ignoring him and accelerated his way through. The middle-grade flying gun is extremely fast, equivalent to the full flight of a high-level Nascent Soul monk, but such a fast speed is also stopped by the demon cultivator in front.

After the man finished speaking, regardless of whether the people on Feiya heard it or not, he clapped his hands and released a huge black dragon. As soon as the big black dragon came out, it opened its mouth and screamed. The roar was earth-shattering. Its mouth was as big as two city gates. It opened its mouth and waited for Feiya. Bump into it.

Zhang was afraid and turned around in a hurry, but the big black dragon was tall and long. He moved his neck a little and ran forward again, waiting with his mouth open. Zhang was afraid that the big black dragon would get ahead of him even when changing three directions, and the eastbound road would be blocked. He had no choice but to stop more than ten miles away and shouted: "We are not holy cultivators."

"Not a holy cultivator? That would be better, temporarily conscript the army." The demon cultivator said expressionlessly.

Without saying a word, Zhang Ping turned around and pushed with all his strength, running back! The big black dragon swung its tail and chased after him, with a speed comparable to that of a middle-grade Feiya. Zhang Ping grabbed two handfuls of seven-star charms and gave them to Zhang Tianfang. Fang Jian said, "Throw it away." Upon hearing this, Zhang Tianfang immediately came over and sprinkled the flowers with a handful of flowers. Then I heard endless rumbling sounds from behind, and the explosion made the sky dark and dark, which was considered to have stopped the giant dragon.

After a while, the explosion stopped, and Zhang Ain scolded: "You pig, you can't throw away one by one?" Fortunately, the flying speed was fast enough, otherwise it would have been funny if it caused a self-destruction.

With the explosion, a burst of energy escaped without a trace. Although the big black dragon could feel the direction, it was too lazy to chase and went back with its big head shaking.

After escaping far away and confirming safety, turn south to find a way. There is Ironline Valley to the north and you can't go there. Who knows where that crappy place is? It would be difficult not to die if you crashed into it. After traveling thousands of miles south, they headed east again, this time cautiously and always ready to retreat. Sure enough, when they discovered that there was a demon cultivator in front of them, a voice came loudly: "Holy Ancestor Minghui, all the disciples of the Holy Sect are dispatched by the Holy City to kill the demon disciples."

I'll change your head and immediately reverse direction and run away at full speed. Once it's safe, go south to explore, then go east, and then escape. After many times, Fang Jian said worriedly: "What if the person blocking the road is a top Nascent Soul master?"

The flying speed of top-level monks is much faster than that of mid-level flying birds. This is the main reason why Zhang is afraid of not escaping on flying birds whenever he encounters danger, but instead works hard to find water sources. Zhang Aihen said: "Crow's mouth." Thinking about it, he was right. This thing has always been good but not bad. He said angrily: "Look for water! I don't believe it! Can't we go back? Let's go out to sea on a boat. Around from the sea!”

Zhang Tianfang sighed seriously: "What would you do if there were no ice crystals?"

Zhang was afraid that he was not in the mood to quarrel, so he controlled Fei Xi to search for a river. A day later, he found a big river, but there was a fight thousands of miles downstream of the river. A fat monk was fighting two top-level ghost disciples alone.

The sea-going ship had a big target, and Zhang was afraid of letting the ship fly, so everyone crowded together and came to the battlefield. There is a temple on the east bank of the river. It is rare and majestic among Buddhist temples. It has hundreds of large and small houses and numerous buildings. At this time, he was protected by a transparent cover, and the fat monk was fighting outside the cover. Inside the shield were tens of thousands of people, hundreds of low-level demon cultivators, and several seriously injured high-level demon cultivators.

On the ghost side, except for the two masters who were struggling with the fat monk, there were more than a hundred people who were working together to attack the transparent cover.

Zhang Tian exhaled and said, "The ghost disciples don't want to get better." Fang Jian took the time to educate him: "If the nine ghost emperors in your sword are born, I'm afraid the ghost disciples don't want to get better."

What else can I say, just save someone if you encounter one. Ice walls protected the flying boat. Zhang was afraid of being cool and walked on the water. With a thought, he saw flying rain pouring down on more than a hundred low-level ghost disciples. The showers flew by, and more than half of the low-level ghosts were penetrated by the raindrops, beaten into sieves, and died. The remaining half of the ghost disciples manipulated various magical weapons to surround Zhang Afraid.

Zhang was afraid and didn't fight back, he just retreated, putting up an ice shield in front of him to protect himself, and in the blink of an eye he led the remaining ghost disciples to the river, and then ice silently formed on the river, and the ice condensed and melted on the ground, leaving dozens of ghost disciples confused. He died immediately. The saddest thing is that more than a dozen Nascent Soul masters among them turned into running water in an instant after practicing hard for hundreds of years.