Ji Chengliang looked at the Taoist priest in front of him with strange clothes, and his mouth was so anxious that he almost bubbling. He asked, "Suddenly, is there any way?"

He had no choice but to be in a hurry. He could not participate in the battlefield of the zombie zombie. He would probably be killed instantly when he went up. Seeing the four-person group grinding for a long time, the zombie zombie did not weaken much, and the ending was obviously not optimistic.

This slaughter is much stronger than the slaughter recorded in the 107th volume. It is likely that it is the same one, and after countless years of strengthening, it has become what it is now.

Everyone miscalculated.

"It's useless without the cooperation of the Golden Light Sutra."

The Taoist priest shook his head and saw that he was dirty, unkempt and thin, just like a piece of firewood. His wide Taoist robe was very incompatible with him.

"What should I do? If this continues, we don't have to go out." Ji Chengliang almost burst into tears and gritted his teeth and said, "You can draw any way, as long as I can do it."

The Taoist priest was so weak that he was actually quite good. Nai Lingyun Temple's chief disciple, Feiyuwei had already discovered his appearance. After coming in and taking a few rounds, he found him.

The Taoist priest shook his head: "Unless you can get out the fog array and bring the people from the Golden Light Temple, Master Fahui is the best, and the worst is the Fahai. Didn't you catch me the previous part?"

"If I can go out, I won't let these words go." Ji Chengliang had the urge to hit the tree.

Then the two of them looked at each other helplessly for a full quarter of an hour.

Just when Ji Chengliang could no longer hold on and was about to draw his sword and rush forward to help the battle.

“Ah~~”

I heard a string of screams coming into my ears, approaching quickly from a distance, and the sound came from top to bottom.

Ji Chengliang looked up like lightning and saw a golden shadow falling from the sky and smashing straight towards him.

"What's it?!"

Ji Chengliang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly flashed and drew his sword.

The next moment, something hit the place where he was standing just now, and the golden light broke.

I looked closely and saw that it was a person.

A round person.

There were two rows of scars on the head, and the head was buried in the soil, with both legs facing upwards and still moving.

"Master?"

"Monk?"

Ji Chengliang and Taoist priests spoke in surprise at the same time.

...

Outside the fog, Qin He clapped his hands.

What is happiness?

Happiness is when you want to find a monk.

Hey, the monk was lying his head outside the fog, shrinking timidly.

What’s happier is that there is a person tied to the calf’s back.

The fog flashed out in an instant when he moved his figure and then kicked hard at the monk's ass.

Get it done!

Those in this group should worry more.

Those who escaped, those who wanted to go in but didn't dare to go in, those who retreated in fear of war and were covered in a mess.

Fortunately, I was very lucky and came to whatever I wanted, as if I was helping God, so I formed this group.

Looking at the rope around the calf's neck, Qin He asked, "What's going on?"

"The monk is still looking for you." The little calf shook his head and told the story.

Qin He felt nauseous when he heard this.

A pile of shit?

What kind of hatred is this?

I have heard of building snowmen and sand sculptures.

The first time I'm a pile of shit.

Just listening to the words feel like they are all scented.

Shaking his head, Qin He untied the rope cover on the calf's neck, turned over the cow, and slowly wandered around the fog.

Since the group has been successful, just wait for the harvest.

Sure enough, there was a flash of golden light in the fog.

Over the fog, black clouds rolled, forming a huge vortex.

The vortex is getting thicker and lower.

"Boom~"

Soon, an electric snake was wandering in the middle of the vortex.

It's getting brighter and more violent.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

A thunder thunder broke through the night and slashed straight down.

Suddenly the whole earth shook.

"Roar~"

The zombie was obviously injured and was roaring.

Immediately afterwards, a golden sword slowly condensed over the fog, and then slashed down violently, as if the earth had separated in an instant.

Then, the golden light slowly disappeared, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly disappeared.

Everything returned to peace, and even the fog faded quickly.

The next moment, two figures burst out from one after another, and quickly flew into the night. The lingering sound came: "Little Erma! Don't run!"

Qin He sensed it for a moment and immediately rode the calf and chased after him.

Ermahun once again surprised Qin He.

The first three marks.

One is a thoracic, the other is an Ermahun, and the other is an An Chongjiu.

Obviously, it was Ermahun who took away the zombie and embezzled the spoils.

Morality is corrupt and character is degraded.
Chapter completed!