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Eleven, Tiger Winglong Pan General Flag (2)

Wang Xiang and Yang Yao set up a tomb on the side of the road for the three little beggars killed, and then they calmed down their sad mood.

Seeing that the two of them were seriously injured, Wang Chong gave up Hei Liangma and walked with the Yanbei native Shang Wenli.

The little fox was so shocked that he had long since shrunk into a bunch of hair, hid in Wang Chong's arms, and refused to land.

This group of people originally met after separation and were quite happy, but because they were attacked by the rat demon, three of their friends died again, which made the atmosphere bleak and everyone had no energy to joke.

With Wang Chong's protection, there were no monsters on the way to disturb him. After walking for half a day, we arrived at Hongye Temple.

Wang Chong is also half the owner of Hongye Temple. After all, the host here is his senior brother. He settled several subordinates at that time, and then went to see Zen Master Qingyue and talked about what happened just now.

When Zen Master Qingyue heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "There are too many monsters outside Yangzhou City. He dares to eat people in the daytime and is unscrupulous. There are also monks from all walks of life, with different quality and bad things, and they have to do harm. It's really a mess. I deliberately took the monks in the temple to the city to hold orders so as not to be harmed by monsters."

Although Qingyue has a profound Taoist technique, she has never accepted a true disciple. The monks in Hongye Temple are all ordinary monks and do not understand martial arts. Although his Taoist swordsmanship is not good, how can he take care of him?

If someone is negligent, someone may be killed, but Qingyue is unwilling to see him.

Instead of waiting for disasters, it is better to prepare for the future.

Wang Chong pondered slightly and said, "Senior Brother, do you have any arrangements?"

Qingyue said: "I have some friendship with the host of Chanzhi Temple, so I can arrange for the monks in this temple to come over."

Wang Chong was also a little worried and said, "My beggars are also injured and are ordinary people. They are also going to settle in the city."

Master Qingyue laughed and said, "Okay!"

He knew that Wang Chong had another purpose, so he did not dissuade him. He immediately packed up his luggage, took the monks from the temple, and set off for Yangzhou City while it was dawn.

As soon as the monks in Hongye Temple left, only Wang Chong, from Yanbei, Shang Wenli, Hu Suer, Wang Xiang, Yang Yao, and five little beggars, a black horse and a jade cicada.

Wang Chong didn't stay for a long time, so he asked his beggars to rest for a while, bandaged the wound again, and transformed a spiritual pill into the water. After feeding them some, he put a carriage from Hongye Temple on Heiliangma and prepared to go to Yangzhou City.

As soon as the group left Hongye Temple and walked for several miles, Wang Chong couldn't help frowning and shouted: "It's a bit inappropriate! Everyone, walk slowly."

As he said this, Shang Wenli looked around and showed a look of horror, shouting: "There is no sound in the sun."

From Hongye Temple to Yangzhou, there were quite a lot of people along the way, but it was gone at this time. Looking around in the wilderness, there was no living thing at all, and even the gentle breeze seemed to be unable to bear it. This was definitely not a normal situation.

But Shang Wenli was not from a monk. Although he saw the clues, he didn't know what happened.

Wang Chong shouted, "Turn around and walk back, and go back to Hongye Temple first."

The group followed Wang Chong's horse's head, but after walking back for several miles, they could no longer find Hongye Temple. There was only one way to Yangzhou and would not be lost at all. At this time, even Wang Xiang and Yang Yao saw something was wrong.

The two of them came to Wang Chong together and shouted, "Young Master! What should we do?"

Wang Chong calmed down a little, sneered, and released all the thirteen black soul crows.

Although he didn't understand the formation, he also knew that he was trapped by someone's formation.

The formation is among the four sects of Tao Shen Qi Ban, and is listed as the forbidden method. Ten thousand bans are one, which is the formation! In the Xuanmen sect, there are infinite mysteries, and in the side sect and left sect, there are infinite mysteries. Even monsters have talented people who are good at using illusion arrays and can confuse people's five senses and six consciousnesses.

But Wang Chong didn't believe anything, and the person who trapped him was the master of the formation.

If you are the supreme master of true formations, or a master of magic who is proficient in formations, you must be a person who is proficient in prohibition. Why should you hide your head and tail from your own people?

Even Wang Chong himself is only in the realm of the Talent Yuan. He has a new perspective. As long as a man who enters the Heavenly Gang can kill all of them.

If you are below Tiangang, eight out of ten are some talented monsters, or evil monsters who are proficient in some illusion arts, their cultivation must be poor.

Since his cultivation is not necessarily brilliant, his Nine Crow Nightmare Divine Art can fully utilize his wonderful uses.

Thirteen black soul crows flew out, and when they turned around, they sensed more than ten thoughts. These monsters created by magic rushed down and disappeared into these thoughts in an instant.

Although these black soul crows were not refined by Wang Chong, he had the foundation of the Demon's Demon's Law and the magic technique of controlling the Nine Crows Nightmare, and was even more successful than those of the Crow Taoist.

Back then, the Crow Taoist also loved to help people drive away evil spirits and catch ghosts. Because of the monsters, their souls were unstable, and it was easier to find the magic of the Nine Crow Nightmare Magic.

At this time, Wang Chong felt more than ten thoughts that he sensed were destroyed. He controlled his mind with the Nine Crow Nightmare Magic. The remaining few just resisted slightly, and they were gangsters and could not control themselves.

I only had one thought, which was particularly powerful, and I forced the Black Soul Crow out.

Wang Chong used the Nine Crow Nightmare magic to connect the monster's sea of ​​consciousness dreams she controlled, used the Demon's Defender Law consciousness, and fought hard with the idea.

A shrill howl came from a distance, and the scenery in front of Wang Chong and others was like a layer of curtain being wiped out by someone, and suddenly the truth was revealed.

Wang Chong calmed his eyes and saw a big pig, about eight or nine feet tall, taller than an ordinary horse, with fat and fangs spitting out, ferocious and ferocious.

The big pig demon stared at Wang Chong and shouted: "You dare to break my spell."

Wang Chong smiled and said, "Why are you interested in talking to this monster?" At the critical moment, anyone who takes the lead will win. Whoever takes the lead will be doomed.

He was also worried that the big pig used the formation again to trap him, so he slapped the small jade gourd around his waist, and the Star Douli Sword shot and turned into a starry sky.

The big pig demon was even sniffing violently, and a strange scream appeared on his body. It was slightly blocked and smoke came out of his body, and it disappeared in a flash.

Wang Chong could not help but be surprised after collecting the stars in the sky, and shouted: "This big monster has actually refined the qi and is proficient in escape methods, but it is not a common thing."
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