The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 240 Wind and Rain Mountain Temple
The light of the Baihong sword broke through the night rain, and the sound of thunder and explosions covered people's hissing.

As soon as the second master of Evil Ghost Mountain handed out the poisoned steel knife, he knew that his premonition, which was tried and tested, still had a miraculous effect.

The idea, however, was hundreds or thousands of times more difficult than expected.

With a sharp knife, the long knife slashed at the top of the girl's skull at high speed, splitting the girl's figure without any hindrance, but did not bring a trace of blood.

After being hit hard on the dilapidated masonry ground, amidst the rising smoke and dust, the pupils of the second leader shrank extremely rapidly, feeling the crisis of life and death, it was too late for him to withdraw his sword and defend himself.

"Roar!" A roar like a fierce tiger roaring in the forest came from his mouth, and he forcibly mobilized the abnormally thick martial arts zhenqi. The zhenqi surged out and exploded around him. At the same time as the air circle, a half-solid and half-empty tiger's fur was condensed behind him.

"Hee hee, I remembered, you are the gangsters who intercepted my family's convoy and attacked my manor, very good, very good, I don't need to go find you!" In the smoke and dust dispersed by the circle of true energy, a man named Yan Lingque's girl took an extremely erratic, even unbelievable step, with several afterimages, and attacked the second leader of the evil ghost mountain bandit in a "surrounding" momentum.

In the voice without "smile", the four sword lights, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, irresistibly tore apart the tiger's fur coat, which had just formed and had not yet shown its might in the second master. There are four deadly holes in the vital points of the whole body.

"Second brother, go help eldest brother, I will take care of this little girl!" Just as the second master sighed in his heart, "My life is over", a round white light wheel projecting a beautiful mountain and river came from behind him at a high speed It flew over and circled around him like a living thing, and there was a burst of clinking sounds of weapons clashing.

But it was the third head of the Evil Ghost Mountain, seeing that his second brother was in danger of being killed by the girl's sword, so he promptly helped him.

"Be careful!" Putting back the knife and returning to defense, the skin around his body was also blessed with the blessing of true energy, showing a red copper-like color and brilliance, the second leader retreated cautiously, and could not help but warn.

"Understood!" Stepping forward, taking over the position of the second leader, the third leader who faced Yan Lingque smiled confidently. At this time, the light wheel projecting the beautiful mountains and rivers has returned to his hands, but it is a black iron bone folding fan.

As for what material the fan is made of, whether it is painted with beautiful mountains and rivers, it is impossible to know, because the folding fan was folded upside down by the third master as soon as he entered it, and held upside down behind his back.

"Brother is not the opponent of that weirdo. Second brother, don't be in love with the fight. After you bring your eldest brother out of the ring, let us retreat with a shout!" The Second Leader, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt a chill in his heart.

At this time, he had the leisure time to look after his second in charge, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the tall figure of Ruoti Taiah holding a bamboo stick, killing all directions among the evil ghost mountain bandits headed by his elder brother.

Almost every breath, someone was seriously injured and fell to the ground, dying.

Even the elder brother who had condensed the outer phase of the poisonous dragon into shape and exerted all his strength had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Roar!" There was another roar, and the third master rushed to another battlefield, but behind him was no longer a tiger, but a golden pagoda surrounded by Buddha's voice.

Under the radiance of the pagoda, the copper-like skin of the third family was also coated with a layer of solemn golden brilliance.

The whole person has evolved from a "bronze man" to a "golden man", which is worth a lot.

However, under the bamboo stick of the tall and weird man known as "Master Ape", such changes have no effect.

It was just a "light and fluttering" blow, raising the knife to block, and the second leader who created the opportunity for the elder brother to escape, felt the huge force like a battering ram on the bamboo stick with the green leaves on it.

The hundred-smelting steel knife shattered into flying butterflies in an instant, with a poisonous light, knocking on Er Dangjia's body with a clanging sound of metal.

Regardless of wiping off the blood spilling from his five sense organs, the second leader rolled and flew back, drinking out the bandit's classic lines: "The wind is tight!"

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At the same time, in a post station a hundred miles away from the hill, a crystal ball that does not fit the style of the martial arts universe is slowly rotating in mid-air, projecting various scenes in the mountain temple, and will also be deliberately "eliminated" "The lobby is brightly illuminated.

"Master Duan, I'm afraid that the three evil spirits of the Evil Ghost Mountain will not succeed. Should we send other people there?" A middle-aged man dressed as a third-rank official bowed to the Taoist old man who was sitting at the table and sipping tea. Ask for instructions.

"Don't worry, you have to wait for them to rest before eating, bad luck or something, but it's easy to go wrong, if you accidentally kill the girl who has a relationship with me as a mentor, will you pay me? "The one who answered the third-rank official was not the man pretending to be an old man, but the Yi Cheng who had been squatting in the corner trembling early.

I saw the black-faced Yi Cheng with two mustaches standing up from the corner of the wall, ignoring the guards who had their swords and swords half unsheathed, and calmly straightened his soap robes, and waited until everyone in the hall People's eyes were all focused on him, and then they glanced at the crystal ball floating in mid-air, like a rare treasure, and said slowly with disdain: "I thought it was some kind of heavenly genius, who has some knowledge in geomantic omen. The innovation, I didn’t expect it to be just a fortune-telling witchcraft in the guise of feng shui, no wonder the method is so rough.”

"I'm really sorry for your Taoist robe!" This sentence came from a big man with a stick guarding beside the old man in Taoist costume.

"I don't know what Daoist Sanqing will think of you as an unworthy disciple." Immediately afterwards, a soldier guarding outside the hall pushed the door open and said so.

"Kang lang lang!" Such a strange scene made all the armed people make the same choice, and the shining sword caused the temperature in the room to drop for no reason.

"Hehe, how do you high-ranking immortals and gods know my suffering? Where were you when I was struggling to find the way?" For such a weird scene, the Taoist pretending to be an old man easily accepted it. But his next reaction was not to worship, but to grow his beard and hair, roaring hysterically: "I have finally found a chance to break free from the shackles of fate, why can't you turn a blind eye to me like before? Why? !"

"Get rid of fate? Hehe, the pool in the Martial Dao Universe is really too shallow!" Except for the old man in Dao costume, the other people in the lobby said indifferently at the same time.

"Hey, I don't have time to worry about you poor bastard. I still have to catch the mouse that stole the food. Since you don't want to continue the drama that fate has arranged for you, I have no choice but to end the show in person with great compassion. Thank you for your hard work. "The voice seemed to come from outside the sky. As soon as the voice fell, the lobby of the inn returned to its previous appearance. Except for the disappearing crystal ball and the indiscernible black glow in everyone's eyes, including the old man in Taoism, it was Nothing has changed.

　The description of the scene is still a bit short of heat, and I am working hard to study it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)