i have a monster ranch

Chapter 227

Daoist Qianhe noticed Zhang Ziyu's expression was wrong, and asked aloud.

Zhang Ziyu said: "It feels like someone is watching us, but we didn't find anything."

Daoist Qianhe frowned and said, "Could it be an illusion, or maybe some fellow Taoists are looking at our things again?"

"It doesn't feel like it. Uncle Shi packs up our things, we are going to run away."

With the improvement of his cultivation, Zhang Ziyu felt that his perception and premonition of certain aspects became more acute, and they were very accurate.

This kind of feeling can't be explained, and it's not a prophecy, but it's outrageously accurate, which can be regarded as the feeling of a practitioner.

Zhang Ziyu doesn't care whether it's true or not, anyway, he feels that there should be no problem running now.

The sky is getting dark, and if it goes on, there won't be any more business, so I just run away first.

With a wave of Zhang Ziyu's hand, he collected his things, and prepared to leave Shitai Square with Taoist Qianhe first.

However, at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly resounded throughout Mengshan, everyone was startled, they looked down the mountain suddenly, and their expressions changed drastically.

At some point in the middle of the mountain, a raging fire was lit up, and the shrill voice came from there.

"Mengshan Town is on fire, fellow Taoists, please go down the mountain to save the townspeople."

Someone immediately thought of a fire in the mountains, which is no small matter, and immediately shouted loudly at dozens of monks in Shitai Square.

"Come along!"

Someone responded immediately, rolled up the things, and then rushed down the mountain.

Some were fast, some were slow, but all of them ran down the mountain, no matter if they were foundation-building monks or qi-training monks.

Zhang Ziyu frowned, feeling that the fire was not easy, so he said: "Master, be careful later, I don't think this fire is right."

"Know"

Daoist Qianhe nodded and said, "Let's go down too."

Although Zhang Ziyu said he wanted to run away, but now that Mengshan Town is on fire, naturally he can't just leave.

If nothing happened, just run away. After seeing something happened, running again is another nature.

One is really sorry, and the other is the chief of Maoshan, and he really ran away. The next day, the face of the teacher can be trampled under his feet.

The speed of the crowd is not slow, and the mountain road with a drop of hundreds of meters is 10% to [-]% faster in less than [-] minutes.

"Share wealth and honor, and practice together!"

Mengshan Town was already on fire, but amidst the raging fire, apart from the screaming and scattered townspeople, there were actually a group of two to three hundred guys in white clothes.

They shouted slogans, and a shadowy guy in the lead shouted even more: "Brothers, those monks killed our brothers these days just to monopolize the cultivation. They trade cultivation materials on the mountain and enjoy longevity alone. They can't let it go." They, revenge."

"Revenge! Kill them, practice together, and live together!"

In the sound of the shouting signs, the faces of these Taiping Sect members were ferocious, and ghost figures appeared beside them. Suddenly, ghosts were walking at night, and the dark energy was rolling, sweeping the entire Mengshan Town.

The killing was going on, and the evil spirits wanted to devour the flesh and blood.

In the light of the flames, blood was flowing across the oars, and the townspeople of Mengshan Town were slaughtering ghosts.

"Thieves dare!"

There were already monks resting in the restaurant, but they arrived at the first time, their canthus cracked, and they rushed towards the Taiping Sect with a long sword in hand.

"brush"

The monk slashed across with his sword, and a young congregation was plundering the property with ferocious eyes. With a flash of the sword, the ghost on his body was split in half with him.

"Old thing, you are courting death!"

Seeing the shadowy man, he suddenly waved his hand, and a female ghost rushed out, with red clothes, long hair, and long sleeves dripping with blood, and the smell of blood rushed to her face.

"Damn it, the red-clothed ghost!"

The monk is about fifty years old and has a second-level foundation building. At this time, his face is solemn, and the mahogany sword stepped forward to parry, holding a thunder talisman in his hand.

The Lei Talisman was obtained from this transaction, and he originally planned to exchange it for some money after returning to his dojo, or use it for big business.

But now it seems that it can only be used here.

"The evil animal sees the trick."

He sacrificed the thunder talisman, and suddenly the thunder flashed, rushing towards the red-clothed ghost.

The thunder seemed to hold the red-clothed ghost, the cultivator rushed up quickly, stabbing fiercely in the middle of the thunder with the mahogany sword.

"Click"

Lei Guang was suddenly scattered by the black ghost energy, the mahogany sword had already been caught, and it was broken into two pieces with a pinch of the sharp ghost claws.

"puff"

The old monk didn't have time to retreat, when suddenly a big hand pierced through his heart, and the heart was pulled out just like that.

"Old things, you should be out of date."

It was the shadowy man who made the move. Although he looked like a human being, his face was shadowy, no less than a ghost.

"Building the foundation Jiuzhong, who are you?

"The deputy leader of the Taiping Sect, Li Qi."

There are not many monks in the restaurant, there are only a few foundation builders, and only a dozen or so Qi practitioners. Although they intend to save people, they are surrounded by more than 200 ghost slayers and ghosts, and they are all killed in one encounter.

Most of the ghost controllers are also in the Qi refining stage, but the ghosts are ferocious and not mortal, so they have a temporary advantage in the raging fire.

The monks on the mountain arrived at this time, seeing the appearance of the purgatory on earth and the ghosts walking in the night, they all became furious, picked up the magic weapon and charged into the battle.

There are dozens of monks on the mountain, and there are not a few of them who have built foundations. There are twenty or thirty monks.

However, the good times didn’t last long. After the Taiping Sect reacted, one by one, the ghosts came to the monks in the foundation building period to fight with them. was slaughtered.

Li Qi, a ghost slayer with the ninth level of foundation, cooperated with the red-clothed ghost, which was unstoppable, and the smell of blood filled every corner for a while.

Zhang Ziyu and Qianhe were slightly behind, and when they came to Mengshan Town, the scene in front of them made their faces livid.

Under the anger, Qianhe was startled suddenly, and kept the last trace of calmness: "Ziyu Yujian flew to the Lingbao faction for help, and I will help those fellow Taoists resist the ghost hunters, don't want to fight."

When he saw Li Qi at the ninth level of foundation building, he immediately asked Zhang Ziyu to ask for help. One was that he was fast, and the other was that he didn't want anything to happen to Zhang Zi. Maoshan's future was entrusted to him, so there should be no accidents.

Qianhe was about to rush into the battlefield with black and white guns in his hand, but Zhang Ziyu grabbed his shoulders.

That hand was extremely hard, and it hurt his shoulder from grabbing it. He looked at Zhang Ziyu, and saw that his face was calm, if he didn't show any emotion, but it was so scary that he didn't have time to say a word.

"Uncle, you take fellow Taoists to rescue the townspeople, and they will be handed over to us."

Zhang Ziyu only said one sentence, striding towards the ghost slayers who were making trouble, without hiding his aura.

When he fishes, he has a relaxed personality, but the more he is like this, the more he touches the bottom line, the more violent the thunderous fury will be.

Cultivators fight for their destiny, and how they fight depends on their means.

But this massacre of the townspeople is said to be cultivation, but in terms of behavior, it is indistinguishable from ghosts and humans, which is really a damn thing.

"Hahaha, the little Taoist is coming too"

"Boom"

A ghost hunter saw Zhang Ziyu and wanted to kill him, but before he finished speaking, the thunder fell, and the ghost turned into black ash.

Seeing this, the ghost stalker next to him changed his face greatly: "This is a powerful one."

"puff"

The dark red chains shot out from Zhang Ziyu's body, directly chilling him and the ghost, killing him on the spot.

"Thank you very much."

A qi cultivator who was rescued quickly thanked him, and Zhang Ziyu said in a low voice, "Go save the townspeople, and leave the ghost keeper to me."

"As ordered."

The monk was shocked, and blurted out the word "obedience".

A golden light emerged from Zhang Ziyu's body, and then began to move quickly in Mengshan Town like lightning.

His speed is very fast, and his shots are terrifyingly fierce. It is either brilliant thunder and lightning, or chains like ghosts. Almost no ghost slayer is his all-in-one enemy, even if it is Foundation Establishment.

(End of this chapter)