Urban Witcher

"This is a magic whip? Your senior brother is actually so strong..." Biqing followed Ye Shaoyang, and was shocked when he saw Daofeng's methods. Even if he was himself, he would not be able to please Daofeng , This guy should be on the same level as his brother Qingniu.

"Walk!"

Ye Shaoyang didn't dare to stay, his eyes fixed on the yellow-clothed disciple who was still running in front of him, and he used the Xuanqing Mountain volley to catch up and entered the valley between the two mountains.

Looking back, many people came down from the highest peak (it should be the main peak of Xuanyuan Mountain) and rushed towards Daofeng.

Yang Gongzi dealt with the previous disciples, passed by him, and ran towards Ye Shaoyang under Daofeng's scolding, Daofeng was the only one left, proudly facing more and more disciples of Xuanyuan Mountain, holding a sledgehammer with his hand God whip, completely fearless.

"Little Ye Zi, learn a little bit, and see how Fengshen pretends to be aggressive!" Xiao Ma stuck out his tongue.

A group of people followed behind the disciple in yellow and got into the valley, winding around. Ye Shaoyang and his gang chased after him very closely, and finally lost their target. Fortunately, there is only one road in the valley, go straight down, and at the end, there is a hillside in front, and the figure of the yellow-clothed disciple can be seen flashing away from above. Xie Yuqing followed Ye Shaoyang closely, grabbed him and shouted: "Why didn't anyone stop us all the way? According to my decades of experience as an agent, this is unscientific."

"Decades?" Ye Shaoyang was shocked.

"My father's experience has been shared with me, not for decades."

"Maybe we ran too fast." Xiao Ma said.

"It makes sense, and what is this place? It's Xuanyuan Mountain. It's impossible for anyone to come here. So it's normal for them to be unprepared."

While chatting, everyone rushed up the hillside and looked down, and they were all stunned.

On the back of the hillside, in the middle of several mountains, there is a depression, about the size of several football fields, with seven ponds in the middle, each showing a different color, which looks like a jigsaw puzzle played by children from a distance. It seems that this kind of colorful ponds are not uncommon in the world, Huanglonggou is the representative, but above these seven ponds, there are various colors of "steam" rising continuously, condensing in the middle, forming a A huge colorful circle of light looks very exaggerated.

This kind of picture that can only be seen in sci-fi movies really appeared in front of everyone. Everyone was shocked. When they looked closely, there was a perfectly circular pool directly below the circle of light, and the pool on the side The difference between several pools is that this pool is completely colorless, only a floating light rises in the middle, and then it is shaped like a funnel, and then it is connected to the light ball above, which looks like a mass of static tornado.

"You don't need to look for it, these eight achievements are Lei Chi." Yang Gongzi murmured.

Everyone came back to their senses, looked down, and there were some monks standing near Leichi, beside the seven small ponds. The yellow-clothed disciple who rushed over to report the news was standing in front of these monks, pointing in this direction, and talking about something.

There are dozens of these monks, young and old, most of them are wearing orange cassocks, and there is only one old monk in sang red, who should be their leader, holding a Zen staff taller than him in his hand , adorned with beads and a ring on the Zen stick, the inspiration burst out, and it is not an ordinary magic weapon at first glance.

The eyebrows of all the monks are white, very long, and they look benevolent, with a pair of large and exaggerated rosary beads hanging around their necks. From a distance, Ye Shaoyang reminds Ye Shaoyang of Drifting Monk and Lu Zhishen...

When Ye Shaoyang and his group looked over, these monks had already discovered them under the guidance of the yellow-clothed Taoist priest, and they all stared at them.

"These are the Pangu monks?" Sibao murmured, "A monk is a monk. Why do you bring the word Pangu?"

Ye Shaoyang also couldn't understand this question all the time, so he replied casually: "Pangu, you're an awesome character, let's make this look awesome."

Sibao and the others had black lines on their heads.

"Hey, Baimei, did you see that these monks also have white eyebrows, are they your long-lost family members?" Sibao teased Wu Jiawei.

Wu Jiawei glared at him, "You're still bald like them, it's your family that's right."

The two were joking, and their feet were not idle. They ran down the hillside behind Ye Shaoyang and came to the front of the "Thunder Pond". Looking at it from such a close distance, the "storm" formed by the spiritual power on the Thunder Pond looked even stronger. terrible.

"Who are you waiting for? If so, why are you here?" The old monk in charge asked coldly.

"Master, I don't have time to talk to you. I have a demon servant who needs to be reborn with your lightning pool. I hope you agree. If you don't agree, we will force it. What do you think?"

The old monk was dumbfounded on the spot after hearing Ye Shaoyang's words.

"I've guarded this mine for many years... It's the first time I've heard that outsiders are going to come here to overcome the thunder calamity. How did you... come up with this idea?"

"Don't worry about it." Ye Shaoyang touched his nose, "Don't do it, right?"

"Is there any reason for this? This Thunder Pond is the place where my Xuanyuan Mountain's souls cross the catastrophe and meditate. How could it be used by you outsiders? How dare you..."

"Okay, I see." Ye Shaoyang kept waving his hands at him, and then turned around and made a gesture to everyone: "Go up."

Xiao Ma and the others had already made preparations. Ye Shaoyang gave an order, and everyone rushed over together.

These monks were not prepared at all, they were dispersed by Ye Shaoyang and fell into a one-on-one fight. They couldn't understand at all that Ye Shaoyang was negotiating with the old monk just a moment ago. According to this rhythm, it shouldn't be so fast. How did they know that Ye Shaoyang never played cards according to routine.

The most terrifying place about him is here.

Lin Sansheng is a master in strategy, but in the ever-changing actual battle, Ye Shaoyang is the most cunning one. Relying on this skill, he has won countless times with the weak and the strong, and turned the defeat into victory. Take the present as an example, if the two sides set up a fight. These monks will definitely not fight them one-on-one, but will set up formations in advance to block them outside. When the time comes, the chasing soldiers will rush forward and attack back and forth, and Ye Shaoyang and the others will be in trouble.

Use negotiations to delay time, and then when the other party thinks it is impossible to make a move, they will swarm up and completely disrupt their positions... Ye Shaoyang rushed towards the old monk, and the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword was fighting with the Zen staff in his hand, and suddenly felt To the great pressure. This old monk's cultivation is probably not much worse than his own! nt