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Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh battle

The two infant descendants were not controlled by the Master of the Surrender. His simple wisdom also knew the interests of Master Zhenyi. Therefore, after slaughtering the nearby Master of the Surrender, he did not go to trouble Master Zhenyi.

"A bad beast!"

At this moment, there was only a roar, and it was Master Basong.

He has been paying attention to the battle between the corpse master and Xuan Qingzi, and has forced the corpse master to chase Xuan Qingzi and want to kill this hateful Taoist priest.

As for the battle on Monk Zhenyi's side, he was not without attention. He also saw that the two infants were at a disadvantage. He just thought that the two infants might not be able to defeat Monk Zhenyi, but it would be fine to entangle him for a while. Therefore, Master Basong was more at ease with this side, and devoted most of his energy to the corpse leader, wanting to defeat Xuan Qingzi as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the old monk actually caught the roar of a lion and caught the banyan snatching the snailed master off guard, and the situation was broken.

What made Master Basong even more angry was that the two infants lost control and broke into the group of surrendered masters and massacred them. You must know that these surrendered masters are qualified to follow Basong, but they are all the leaders in the surrendered masters of Thailand and Myanmar!

They are all elites in the world of the Jiangtou Master, and they are the future of the Jiangtou Master. Unexpectedly, they were slaughtered by the two infants without even a sound. The backbone powers they have worked hard to cultivate are so worthless... Master Basong was so angry that he was so angry.

Take out a small box with your hands and open it.

Immediately, a foul smell was irritating... In the small box, there was a layer of yellow oil.

Corpse oil!

Master Zhenyi was very knowledgeable and thoughtful when he smelled the taste. He immediately realized that this was a box of corpse oil!

Carrying corpse oil with you... the evil of the surrender is conceivable. Of course, compared with the fact that he sacrifices and refining children alively, this is nothing.

"not good!"

Master Zhenyi saw Basong take out the box of corpse oil, immediately exclaimed softly, flashing his body, and was about to pounce towards Basong.

However, Basong moves very fast.

puff!

Almost the moment the box opened, a ball of flame burned and the corpse oil was ignited.

There seemed to be something else added to the corpse oil, and the flames were yellow-green, and a pungent and strange smell made people sick.

Master Zhenyi didn't dare to take risks even though he couldn't figure it out. He put his toes on the ground. His body, which was originally moving forward, hovered and retreated.

Master Basong was shrouded in yellow and green smoke, and a wicked smile on his lips. He looked at Master Zhenyi, looking like you were sensible.

Then, he didn't see how to control it. The yellow-green smoke spread out and blew towards the two babies.

"Wow!"

The two babies cried and showed a look of fear on their faces.

Then, he turned around and ran towards the jungle. The two little things were very fast, and they disappeared after three or two.

"hateful!"

Master Basong cursed angrily, looking very upset.

Obviously, this yellow-green smoke has a negative effect on infant decline. If these two little things don’t escape so quickly, they might be conquered by them.

Master Zhenyi silently recited "Amitabha!" in his heart. The two infants were no longer human. In addition to their simple IQ, there was only bloodthirst and cruelty. They escaped like this and lost control. It would be a disaster for the surrounding residents.

The thing that I worry most is still happening.

If before he defected to Lin Yihang, he was comparable to Monk Zhenyi, then after following Lin Yihang to practice and becoming an immortal during this period, especially after mastering several magical techniques, Xuan Qingzi's strength was far above Monk Zhenyi.

However, the relationship between the two will certainly not change due to changes in their strength. When they pass by, Xuan Qingzi's lips will twitch. This is the very famous Qianli voice transmission in the inner mental method.

"Come and stop this corpse leader, and leave it to me." Qianli sent a voice transmission and internal force restrained him. This sentence came out of Xuan Qingzi's mouth and into the ears of Monk Zhenyi, and no one else could hear it.

Monk Zhenyi's ears moved slightly, but his expression remained unchanged at all. It was as if nothing had happened. He also used the technique of transmigration of the Thousand Miles to reply:

"You have to be careful! Basong is good at using poison, so don't worry about putting your life here!"

"Don't worry! I have my own idea!" Xuan Qingzi's tone was very confident and continued to send voice messages from thousands of miles away.

"Okay! I'm here!"

Monk Zhenyi knew his old friend and knew that he was not a reckless person. He had reminded him again, and the rest was cooperation.

The last sentence was said by Monk Zhenyi. This was a response to Xuan Qingzi's greeting just now.

"Ao—"

The corpse leader roared and when he rushed over, Xuan Qingzi and Monk Zhenyi missed it. The corpse leader who had originally pounced on Xuan Qingzi was separated by a wave of the Zen stick of Monk Zhenyi.

Bang!

The Zen Staff hit the corpse's chest, and the corpse's body was pushed back several meters away by the huge force. Then, an angry roar was not at all hurt.

On the contrary, Monk Zhenyi felt his hands tremble slightly numb.

This time, Monk Zhenyi's pride was also stimulated. He was a master of the Chinese martial arts world. He was defeated when he faced Basong just now. It was understandable that the other party relied on the poisonous fog to avoid confronting him head-on. However, now he took the initiative to attack the corpse leader and caught him off guard and did not take advantage of him... This hurt Monk Zhenyi's self-esteem very much.

"Let me see how much pounds you are like!"

Monk Zhenyi roared, his internal strength was swelling, his white beard floated, his loose sleeves floated, and his arms were exposed, and he actually swelled out of thin air, looking like he had become two or three times thicker.

Hard work!

Monk Zhenyi is proficient in Shaolin hard skills, and now he is preparing to face the corpse leader head-on.

"Ao—"

The corpse leader was first teased by Xuan Qingzi and ran away, and then was beaten back by Monk Zhenyi and Zen Staff. He was also extremely furious and rushed over with a roar.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Monk Zhenyi collided with the corpse leader, and afterimages flew, and several surviving masters were dazzled. The speed was so fast that they couldn't even see the movements clearly, and they could only hear the sound of impact.

One person and one corpse leader were even more difficult to solve and were equally matched.

“Produce and produce!”

A cramped and erratic sound came from the poisonous fog.

"I am a corpse leader, but I want to see how long you can last!"

Basong saw the pros and cons at a glance. Monk Zhenyi was able to fight against the corpse leader at first, but his manpower was limited, but the corpse leader was exhausted. If there was no accident, when Monk Zhenyi's internal energy was not consumed properly, it would be the time for him to lose.

Therefore, Basong was very calm and was not in a hurry at all.
Chapter completed!
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