Chapter 314: Dragon and Tiger Altar (Part 2) Please give me a monthly ticket!

"Hahaha!"

The devil laughed wildly, showing his original form, constantly hunting and swallowing the Jingyang Palace monks who escaped around. These monks were vulnerable under the devil's hands and had no choice but to escape desperately.

But the devil's Naruto escape technique is unparalleled in the world, who can escape? In a blink of an eye, more than ten more people were swallowed by him.

Wu Luo had originally planned to take a detour, but seeing so many people being eaten, he still couldn't bear it. He had walked out dozens of miles. He sighed again, shook his head, and turned around and headed straight for the devil.

"boom!"

The devil poked out his palm, and saw a monk unable to escape. The monk was scared to death with bloodless face, closed his eyes and waited for death. However, the giant palm hit something hard, and the gold-eating sky fire ants were knocked to pieces.

In the void, a figure slowly emerged.

The devil shouted irritably: "It's you again!"

Wu Luo said calmly: "It's me."

"Okay!" the devil roared: "I'm not looking for you, but you came to your door by yourself. Your flesh and blood must be particularly delicious, hahaha!"

His big hand condensed again, and he reached out to Wu Luo's head and grabbed it.

Five huge fire clouds rose above the huge palm with a loud bang. Between the fire clouds, blood-red light flowed, forming five huge demons, with fangs and claws, extremely ferocious.

The monks were extremely shocked to see it. It turned out that the demon had no efforts to kill them before. When facing this young man who had no idea of ​​his origin, he showed his true ability.

Wu Luo said: "You retreat, I won't chase you. If you want to take another sword, I will accompany you!"

The devil was furious: "Arrogant boy, I didn't check for a while last time and was attacked by you. You thought you still have such good luck? I devoured countless people and the magic flames surged. You are definitely not my opponent. Just give me all my flesh and soul, haha..."

In the sky, huge fire clouds and demons rolled in, as if a crushing force could crush the tiny boy to pieces.

A little white light suddenly floated out of Wu Luo's eyebrows, illuminating the gold-eating sky fire ant flying all over the sky.

The gold-eating sky fire ant immediately ran around and ran around. The devil roared angrily: "Ah, I'm so angry!"

The magic sword Tianxing appeared in Wu Luo's hand. The demon king suddenly became alert. He immediately abandoned the monks from Jingyang Palace and turned around and ran away: "Bastard, wait. After I swallowed nine thousand monks, I can refine the Great Sun Gu divine body. I will never be afraid of your talisman Gu. When I eat you, I will chew it slowly, which will cause you to die after suffering..."

Wu Luo's magic sword Tianxing was just to scare him. His real killing move was the "million-man slaughter" ambushed halfway. The world's number one killing talisman is not only full of evil spirits, but also because of its heavy murderous intent, it has a huge lethality to the Yuanhun.

Blood light burst out, and the "millionaire slaughter" rose into the air. The blood-colored light belt looked like a sharp blade. It was suppressed by the already chaotic gold-eating sky fire ant colony. The devil screamed and did not dare to delay it. It turned into a navy in the sky and roared away.

Wu Luo collected all kinds of magical powers and magic weapons. All the surviving monks in Jingyang Palace surrounded him and knelt down together: "Thank you for saving your life, sir!"

After this thank you, they were extremely sad and a little young. Looking at the unrecognizable mountain gate, they couldn't help crying in a low voice.

Wu Luo also sympathized with them and waved his hand and said, "It's no use to cry. I have something to do. I'm going to leave soon. You can find a place and settle down. You can't stay here anymore. The devil may go back."

Although Jingyang Palace is only considered to be middle and upper-middle in Zhongzhou and is not enough to enter the ranks of the top ten sects, its reputation is indeed good. As the old man said before, Jingyang Palace does many good deeds.

Within three thousand miles of the mountain gate, if there are any disasters such as floods, droughts, and food harvests, Jingyang Palace will definitely send disciples down the mountain to find ways to rescue the disaster.

And the "Medicine Sacrifice" will be held every three years. In fact, it is to turn some low-level spiritual pills on the mountain into dozens of large water tanks for use by mortals.

This potion is of no value to monks, but it can cure more than 90% of the diseases in the mortal world, so it is called "divine water" by ordinary people at the foot of the mountain.

Wu Luo had also heard of the reputation of Jingyang Palace, so he couldn't help but take action when he saw these monks suffering this.

But he couldn't delay too much, so he was about to leave immediately.

Among the monks in Jingyang Palace, the old man with the highest seniority stood up: "Sir, please stay. May I ask you the name of Gao, my name for saving my life. I am unforgettable to remember..."

Wu Luo looked solemn: "I am Wu Luo." He thought for a while and said, "I don't know if you have any sects you are familiar with. If there are, it's better to hide under their sects. The devil said just now that he wants to swallow nine thousand cultivators. I'm afraid... you can also think that this is definitely a major disaster in the entire Zhongzhou cultivation world."

The old man also understood that although Jingyang Palace was in Zhongzhou, it was only considered to be middle-class and upper-class, but the devil destroyed Jingyang Palace so easily, which shows that his strength was terrifying.

The old man bowed solemnly: "So you are Lord Wu Luo, no wonder even that devil is not your opponent."

Wu Luo smiled bitterly: "If I hadn't happened to have a treasure that could control him, I'm afraid my fate would be similar to those of the fallen seniors of the noble family."

The old man was surprised: "That devil is really so powerful!"

Wu Luo sighed: "Oh, if you can hide in the past few days, try to get up as much as possible. I have important things to do, so I will say goodbye first."

"Great sends my benefactor!" The dozens of surviving monks in Jingyang Palace knelt down together. Wu Luo waved his hand and left in the air.

...

There were not many dozens of monks in Jingyang Palace. The inheritance of this sect for dozens of generations has penetrated into the bones of the bones. After discussion, it was decided immediately. Everyone immediately scattered and went to the nearby sect for warning.

Wu Luo later learned about this and was also secretly relieved. He had seen too many selfish and self-centered monks who had not achieved their goals and did not achieve their goals - whether they were demon cultivators or righteous cultivation.

However, these people in Jingyang Palace have just experienced the pain of extermination, but they are still thinking about others, which makes them see that in the chaotic world of cultivation, there are still some people who will do everything for their beliefs.

In a critical moment, I stopped to save them and did nothing wrong.

...

The relationship between Zhongnan Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, and Longhu Mountain is very complicated. They are all the oldest Taoist traditions in the world of cultivation today and are passed down from ancient times.

Zhongnan Mountain is the inheritance of the Taoist ancestor and the mountain gate of Laozi, the great sage of the ancient human race.

However, Taoism really became a faction from Longhu Mountain. It was just that Taoism respected Lao Tzu as its ancestor. Compared with all the cultivation sects in Zhongzhou, Kunlun seemed very detached, seemed to be indifferent to the world, and was far away from the western front of Zhongzhou. However, no one dared to underestimate the strength of this seemingly indifferent Tianmen.

Now there is a conflict between Longhu Mountain and Zhongnan Mountain, and many people have the mentality of watching the fun in their hearts.

Zhang Tianjue has been waiting for this day for a long time...

The back mountain of Longhu Mountain is filled with green peaks. Clear springs pour out from the cracks of the rocks in the mountains, forming streams in the mountains, with tinging sounds.

The ancient vines and old trees that have been lingering for thousands of years have fought against the streams and huge rocks, mountains and canyons, and the waterfalls. It is a fairyland on earth and a blessed place for the cave.

In the back mountain, there is a huge mountain with a vast atmosphere. Although it is not the highest, its vastness and thickness are absolutely unattainable for ordinary peaks.

At the middle waist of this mountain, there is a huge rock extending out of the cliff. The huge rock is like an eagle's beak. Under the violent erosion of the mountain wind, even moss is difficult to grow.

Zhang Tianjue, the head of Longhu Mountain, has been sitting here for twelve hours.

Ever since he sat cross-legged here, it was like a fixed wind bead that fixed all the surrounding mountains. On Zhang Tianjue's left hand was a small bronze incense burner, and the agarwood in the furnace rose up, straight in a straight line.

On his right hand, there was a small cube-sized table. There was only a pot and a cup on it, with light tea water, and there were no prosperous and complex tea sets. Simplicity was the real taste.

He knew that Wu Luo was coming, and he had been waiting here for twelve hours.

His heart was like the surrounding mountain wind, and in peace, there was a huge energy hidden, which could whistle all over the mountains at any time!

With his palms turned, Ling Yuan controlled the teapot from the air, slowly filled himself with a cup of tea, held it in his palm and sniffed it but didn't drink it: "Wu Luo hasn't come yet? It's later than I expected."

Directly opposite the mountain, the top of the mountain was flattened with an incredible force, forming a platform of hundreds of diameters. A huge altar, adapted to local conditions, was carved on this platform. The huge Tai Chi diagram is like a mysterious eye, looking up at the endless sky.

Around the Tai Chi diagram, a vague mysterious energy rolls up. When it is thick, it is like a pillar of heaven supporting this sky. When it is dark, it hides into the void and cannot be noticed.

This is the latest of the four altars in the back mountain.

It is said that it is the latest, not because it was built in the nearest time, but because the God General sealed inside is the "youngest" one.

The nine altars of Longhu Mountain were built and completed under the supervision of the first ancestors when Longhu Mountain was founded. The selection of addresses is extremely particular. The nine altars, combined with the innate spiritual veins of Longhu Mountain, became the most solid nine power pillars supporting the Longhu Mountain protection formation. Even if the divine generals are not sealed inside, their functions cannot be replaced.

And this latest altar, the youngest general sealed in it is none other than Zhang Tianjue's teacher, and he served as the head of Longhu Mountain as Taoist Wuke.

(Uh, acute gastroenteritis, diarrhea, traveling to the toilet seven or eight times a day, drinking light salt water constantly to avoid dehydration, and the chrysanthemums suffer...)
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