"What is that? Be careful"

"Don't be afraid! That's an illusion, the ancient beast does not exist at all!!"

Some people roar, and some people yell:

"What, wow..."

The guard of the carriage turned around, like the sharp claws of a thousand-year-old ancient tree, and when he pulled closer, there was a loud bang. The two carriages on the back tilted and flew across. When they left the ground, Zhu Ziyi shouted: "Go a few people!"

In the field of view, the shafts, axles and wreckage of the carriage were scattered, mixed with the whine of horses, and knocked away the two monks guarding the vehicles behind them, threw them together in the sky and fell down together.

roar!!!

The green mane was shaking, and the slap roared excitedly, and it hit the ground from time to time. It moved and jumped a few times on the spot, swung its tail, and the thick meat pad stepped on the ground, walking around the convoy. Its huge eyes were red and red staring at the monks rushing towards it. The sharp claws that stretched out occasionally bounced twice, scraping out several gullies.

The huge roar formed a strong wind, and the mud and dust on the ground and the dead grass were blown to roll.

The men pinched their own weapons, controlled the Feng Breaking Spell, stabilized their bodies, and heard Zhu Ziyi's words: "That's an illusion!"

One of them, the red stick in his hand stretched out his cuff and shouted: "Ah." He rushed forward very violently, and the red light on the stick became hotter, driving the air.

In an instant, Lu Liangsheng, who was hiding behind the city gate, smiled at the corner of his mouth, driving the beast to make the first sound, and then suppress the other party's momentum with his huge body. This is exactly what was in "Cailuo".

"Learning is also one of the powers..."

His fingers pulled from the scroll of the slab unfolded by the donkey's back, and his magic power moved behind the ferocious beast. The monk who was rushing out was in the sight of his companions. With a swish, he was swept away by a black shadow, leaving only one shoe still on the ground.

The remaining three people stopped immediately, stared at the whip tail dancing beside the ferocious beast, almost thicker than their bodies. They swallowed their saliva and retreated together.

In front of the convoy, a few sounds of gold and iron collision stopped. Zhu Ziyi retreated and looked back.

"That's an illusion, kill that scholar..."

However, as soon as the three of them turned around, several talisman papers flew out of thin air. Sun Yingxian rushed out of the ground with a head of mud, and two cinnabar talismans were painted in each palm.

"Wind, fire, thunder, lightning, fast!"

The flying talisman paper exploded with flames, forcing the three monks to retreat.

Zhu Ziyi gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, turned back to look at the fat monk with golden light and fire intertwined there, and ordered the monk under his command.

"Form a formation and trap the monk!"

The flame exploded in mid-air, and Fajing approached a wandering figure, grabbed the other party and slammed down, and several spider patterns cracked and spread on the ground.

When they stood up, the five monks around them walked very fast. They walked around twice and gradually floated around. The red-headed short staff in their hands were almost the same horizontally, connected to the great circle.

"The Holy Flames, start with me..."

"The Holy Flames, start with me..."

"The Holy Flames, start with me..."

...

The spell with extremely fast speaking speed was vaguely chanting in the five people's mouths, and the short staff connected in their hands burst into flames, forming a fire circle as the five people rotated wildly.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, go quickly!"

The fat monk in the middle of the flame stepped hard on one side, his body was standing in a horse stance, turning over the Buddhist beads on his shoulders and neck, and tightened between his arms.

“Prajna Paramita…

Prajna Paramita…”

Fajing closed his eyes and was silently reciting the Buddhist mantra from his mouth. A layer of gold appeared around his body, steadily blocking the burning wind.

The sound of Buddha echoes in the wind, and when it floats away, the sword tip in the air breaks through the air and makes a loud noise.

Sun Yingxian, who had a light red slash, hurriedly avoided, and the strong wind blew past his face, and Zhu Ziyi rushed to the scholar behind the old donkey like an air.

"The trick of the devil can scare others, but I can't scare me."

With a pair of fingers, a light red light emerged from the sword.

"Young Master, hide!"

Nie Honglian rushed out of the scroll and controlled the evil spirit to meet a red "sword" energy rushing up. Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey and ran forward. He turned around and hooked the brush in his hand. The ferocious beast not far away took two steps and slapped his sharp claws directly.

The wind fell over the top of his head, and Zhu Ziyi didn't even look at it. The "sword" energy condensed by the fire knocked the female ghost away, and her figure turned into a afterimage. When the giant palm fell, the person was already rushing towards the running donkey and behind the scholar.

Hong Lian, who was turbulent in the ghost, held up on the ground.

"Be careful, young master!"

On the other side, the Taoist was rushing to escape from a monk's hands, and when he turned around, he was shouting:

"Back!!!"

The light red sword edge seemed to pierce the night. Zhu Ziyi pushed the sword head with his palm, and the magic sword roared for a long time, pulling out a straight line and passing through the back of the scholar who was still looking back.

However, no blood splattered.

Zhu Ziyi was slightly stunned, and saw the donkey and the scholar on the donkey's back fragmented and turned into countless particles of dust. In front of him, there were figures of donkeys and scholars, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"This scholar's illusion is so wonderful."

In his eyes, Lu Liangsheng pulled the old donkey and ran away happily, looking back from time to time.

what to do…

The bookshelf swayed creakingly, and the scholar looked back at the toad in the small compartment. What would he do if he had been a master?

At this moment, chaos broke out on the south side of the city.

"What's going on over there?"

Lu Liangsheng turned his sight and, at the place where the victims gathered, the fire rose up, and countless people were running around.

"The monk who steals the child is here! Everyone is coming to the city!"

"Be careful, the people in the city are going to shoot arrows... They are going to force us to death..."

"The food of the imperial court must have been greedy for this prefect."

"That's right, look at him full of fat!!!"

There was never a completely honest person among the victims. With the Buddha's name and the beast roar, the originally dead victims aroused the hearts of the victims. The people with hidden ghosts began to rush. Someone lit the built straw shed and called for them to run around. He was resentful and angry, and followed them. He mobilized the crowd to approach the city wall and pointed at the prefect who came from above and scolded him.

"No bandits are as excessive as you did, dog official!!"

"Look at his appearance, he has fat heads and big ears. How could he develop this way if he is not big fish and meat?"

"We were hungry and cold outside, he ate and slept well inside, so where was his parents' official?"

Someone picked up a stone, spitted water on it, threw it to the city tower, and hit half a foot under the wall with a bang.

"Dog official, you can come down!"

The prefect was very fat, fat, looking at the bouncing stones and his eyelids twitched. The dog official below clenched his fists, turned his head and ordered his confidant a few words. The latter was stunned and left with his fists.

The round body turned around and poked a little out of the wall.

"My fellow villagers... there is really no food in the city."

He clung to the wall, his words trembled.

"Don't rush to the city gate, otherwise you will be doomed and become a rioter..."

Most of the people were still making noise, yelling to rush into the city and kill the dog official. Soon, a simple-dressed woman was taken to the city tower by soldiers.

Like the wife of this dog official.

Under the city wall, the noisy sound gradually became smaller. After a moment, the dog official in their mouth drew out his sword.

"I... kill my wife and share food with you." The prefect wiped away his tears and said to the riots below.

He held the hilt of the sword with his trembling hands and fell to his old wife who had been with him for many years.

Bang!

The sword cut down broke and crossed the woman's neck that closed her eyes. Only a few strands of hair floated down. In the jingling sound of the broken sword falling to the ground, a sword inlaid with red jade was nailed behind the two of them. It was Lu Liangsheng's Yuelong sword.

A sudden scene, a soldier reacted and pointed to the hills in the southwest corner.

"There are people over there!"

Countless eyes looked at the dark hills, and a figure in the color of Qingming was running with a donkey-like domestic animal. In the blink of an eye, several feet of distance passed.

And behind him, there was a figure chasing him.

"Master...I have a solution, maybe I can give it a try."

Lu Liangsheng didn't dare to stop, and the empty scabbard was still shaking around his waist. His eyes were withdrawn from the city wall over there, gritted his teeth, and took a deep breath.

"Master, you block the man behind me..."

"good……"

In the small compartment, Taoist Toad opened his eyes and replied softly, carrying the gourd and rolled over the donkey's back. The toad eyes stared at the monk who was chasing him and nodded slightly.

"If you have any solutions, try it. For the teacher, I will block that person and delay time for you!"

When Lu Liangsheng heard this, he loosened the reins, reached out to take a blank scroll, and said, "Thank you, Master!" and rushed to the rain-seeking platform over there.
To be continued...