Although the master of the monk, Ascetic and Tsaitao was not an orthodox successor of Emei, but was just a casual cultivator who was considered a registered disciple. However, because of this, Ascetic and Tsaitao had no desire for power, but just tied himself to Emei completely. Bai Mei's direct disciples were not so peaceful, and there was no lack of competition and intrigue. In the eyes of Qi Shuming, the final winner, this "royal sect" without any disagreement is always much more reliable than those competitors with him, and perhaps because it integrates the strengths of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

Since Qi Shuming's son Qing Lanzi died at the hands of Lin Feng, and his youngest son Qi Jinchan was too young to take on a big responsibility, this vacuum of power succession made Bai Mei's direct disciples have some thoughts to support his proud disciples as the head sect, and monk Xiao, who inherited half of the Buddhist mantle, was obviously still inseparable from this position.

The special identities of the master and apprentice made them have a relatively special identity in Emei, that is, they have a good status and are far away from the center of power. This made Monk Xiao always contain some jealousy and dissatisfaction with others, thus gradually shaping and cultivating his narrow mind.

The Laughing Monk's choice to leave at this moment was not entirely due to anger, and he was also a little careful in his heart. The Ningbi Cliff, which suppressed the Youquan Blood Demon back then, was not an ordinary cliff. Zhuge Jing and Qi Jinchan used this as a reliance, which might really give some trouble to the devils. However, at this moment, the trouble is two-way. Once a devil is successfully severely damaged, it will undoubtedly become the most dazzling target in the eyes of the devil. It would be fine if the elders of the master sect rushed back in time, but if they could not come back, it would probably be a little bit of danger.

The Invisible Sword Escape is a best-known assassination sword technique. Although it may not necessarily be able to hide from the other party's perception, if you are hiding, even if the leader of the Demon Sect in the four directions comes out, it is unlikely that he will be pulled out of the huge Emei Mountain. Instead of accompanying them to bet on their lives, it is better to let them use bait to attract the attention of the Demon Dao and save their lives first. Even if the elders of the Master Sect return in time, they will not be too much of a mistake. It is impossible to be punished for these small arguments, but things seem to have a considerable deviation from what he wants.

Next to Ningbi Cliff, a sound of cracking suddenly came from a quiet valley. Tentacles with light gray mist shot out from the ground. A single-armed bald man was covered in mud and sand, and his face flew backwards in a panic.

This one-armed bald man is monk Xiao. Once a person does not intend to take into account his face, his methods of acting are invincible. Monk Xiao not only hides his body with an invisible sword, but also exposes himself in the sky and easily exposes himself. He sneaks into the ground with a talisman. If he didn't use the great magic power to cover the entire Emei inch by searching, it would be almost impossible to find this figure hidden underground. However, sometimes things are so coincidental. When he thinks he is safe, he just happens to meet a madman hunting.

For a madman who is a biological weapon, the smell of blood and cells of a biological body can never be concealed. Under this most primitive perception of killing, it is impossible to achieve any effect whether it is invisible or hidden. When the laughing monk plunged into the area where the madman lurked in a mimetic killing field, the result was self-evident.

After the monk laughed out a sword technique with one hand, no sword light flashed, nor did he feel the whistling sound of breaking through the air. These dozen ferocious tentacles as thick as bowls broke into two pieces. However, after the sticky yellow-green blood splashed on the ground, the stones melted and disintegrated in the sizzling sound, which was obviously extremely corrosive.

When the tentacles that were broken into two pieces fell to the ground, as if they were still self-aware, they gradually condensed into a dark purple flesh and blood through twisting and crawling on the ground, and a ball of eyeballs was squeezed out. The reddish-brown pupils just wandered left and right a few times, then suddenly contracted sharply, locking the laughing monk in the air.

Although there are no shortage of demons and hungry ghosts with green faces and fangs in this fairy tale world, there are also various hideous and ugly insects, and even unique magic tricks like the flying head technique have been heard, the madman's mimicry killing field is completely beyond the cognition of the Laugh Monk. Even in the Shura ghost creature, there is no such strange and terrifying thing.

At this moment, Monk Xiao no longer cared about hiding in a low-key manner. He raised his hand and continued to smack the tentacles and shatter the stones. However, even so, after the smoke and dust dissipated, he still saw some wriggling purple cells, which emerged from the gaps like tiny insects and continued to condense into one place.

"Oh my God, what kind of monster is this!"

Seeing this scene, the laughing monk inevitably felt a little frightened. After throwing out five divine thunders to smash all the substances in this area into powder, he still felt uneasy. He burned everything around him completely into empty space with a pillar of fire, and did not dare to stay at all, for fear that the scene just now would appear in front of him again.

"Hey, hey, I... smelled the blood!"

This time the purple cells did not appear, as if they were completely killed by the laughing monk. However, before he could breathe, he felt that he was suddenly covered by a shadow, and an extremely hoarse voice also came into his ears. After barely turning around, he only saw a ** composed of purple cells, which was peeled from the ancient tree like a bloody mouth and rushed towards him.

This scared the laughing monk so much that even every hair on his body was about to stand up. A cold air flow rose from his lower abdomen and rushed straight to his forehead. He couldn't think of anything at all, and shot the invisible sword in front of him.

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