I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 280 Hey, Who Are You?
Half asleep and half awake, Qiu Ping only felt that he was wrapped in a warm liquid.

Fragrant, warm, creamy...

Little Loach smacked his mouth, only feeling a warm force enveloping his body, making his body very comfortable.

After stepping into the Holy Embryo, he recast his foundation and condensed the Nine-Life Holy Embryo. His body had been polished to the limit. Even though he took a lot of elixir, he didn't make much progress.

But today he didn't know what was going on, he just felt that his whole body was full of energy, and even his original source was growing.

"Buzzing..."

"It's so noisy!"

The little loach turned over in the liquid, and was sleeping in a daze, when he heard moaning and chirping sounds like mosquitoes coming from outside.

He was a little annoyed to get up, turned over and got up, to see who would dare to disturb my sleep, Mr. Loach!

But the moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in a dark place, like a leather bag with sticky liquid inside.

Seeing this situation, Little Loach's first reaction was, someone is going to mess with me, put me in a sack!
What a guts!
Immediately, images of Ao Cang, She Yuan and a series of "enemies" turned in his mind, thinking about who is so ignorant of martial arts.

But anyway, get out first.

He stretched out his hand and waved forward, a spatial crack crossed the leather bag, and then got out of it.

However, before he had time to see the surroundings clearly, there was a golden and red staggered, burning bead falling towards the center of his brow.

"boom."

Qiu Ping only felt a shock in his head, and endless information poured into his body.

"Congratulations on the master's reincarnation..."

In the sea of ​​flames, thousands of people watched a small figure walk out of the fetal membranes, and they shouted loudly.

But after they saw the man's appearance clearly, they couldn't help being stunned.

Guru's reincarnated body, which one is not refined with oil and precious medicine, clean body, and solemn treasure appearance, why is this body in this life a black-faced boy?
There are also two slender whiskers growing on his lips, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, looking stupid.

However, no matter what the guru's reincarnation looks like, they are not allowed to blaspheme.

After being stunned for a few breaths, everyone lowered their heads.

They kept chanting sutras in their mouths, which turned into a vigorous force, which was continuously sent into the black-faced boy's body, helping the master's spirit to clear up, so as to overcome the mystery of the womb.

"boom!"

But at this moment, a meteor-like arrow suddenly crossed the sky, and after crossing a curve, it came towards Qiu Ping's position.

"Enemy attack!"

The figures closest to Qiu Ping reacted quickly. They each screamed, and immediately stretched out their hands to slap forward. A big handprint was condensed in the void, and they grabbed at the arrow.

The surrounding flames were burning fiercely, condensing into substance in an instant, enveloping Qiu Ping's body firmly.

"Kakkaka."

But on the arrow, there is an invincible spirit that destroys everything. Wherever it reaches, even the space is shaking, and all obstacles in front of it are shattered like a rotten one.

"town."

One of the big monks suddenly took a step forward, with golden light shining all over his body, like an incarnation of King Kong.

He pounced forward, and his palm the size of a cattail fan grabbed the arrow abruptly.

But the power contained in that arrow was too terrifying, the sharp air flow was like a knife, tearing his body apart.

The monk let out a scream, and then his body was cut in two, and fell heavily from the air.

However, because of his life-threatening pounce, the arrow finally changed its direction slightly, brushed past Qiu Ping's body, and finally disappeared in the void.

"It's a magical arrow!"

In this world like a sea of ​​fire, all the monks stood up and put on full alert.

And among them, they also recognized the origin of the arrow.

It's clearly the Shence Arrow of the Conquest Army's Shence Battalion!

"Hahaha, it's due to me that I have made such a great contribution, so come and kill me."

A crack was suddenly torn out of thin air in the originally sealed Sixth Flame Opening Ground, and more than two hundred cavalrymen, wrapped in the wind and snow, rushed directly into the space.

They each wore leather armor, scimitars across their waists, quiveres on their backs, and curved bows in their hands, like a pack of wolves.

A hundred feet away, they quickly began to charge, the bows in their hands continuously twisted the arrows, wave after wave of arrows were thrown towards the sky, and they fell like rain in a blink of an eye.

The large number of monks in front of them were as fragile as ordinary people in front of these arrows, and some figures who got close were shot into hedgehogs in a blink of an eye.

The pungent blood mixed with the high temperature here gave off a disgusting smell.

"Don't use supernatural powers, let the armored monk go up!" Seeing this situation, some leading monks ordered everyone to retreat.

The Shence Camp is a [Bingwu] cultivated by the Central Plains Dynasty. It combines a part of the method of cultivating divine soldiers in the Shinto with the martial arts in the world, forming a very domineering and brutal way of practice.

Although these people can't live forever, and even because of the excessive physical damage, they are very likely to live a short life.

But they use spirit essence, starlight, and evil spirit as raw materials to completely stimulate the energy of the human body, and have extremely terrifying lethality in a very short period of time.

Once these people wear armor and equipped with sophisticated weapons, they can be invincible on the battlefield.

Because they are not orthodox practitioners, they don't have to worry about the calamity of destiny, no matter how heavy the killing is, there will be no negative impact.

The most difficult thing about them is that they have a strong restraint on the supernatural powers of the practitioners. Most of the practitioners' body protection supernatural powers cannot face their attacks directly, and it is difficult for the practitioners' attacking supernatural powers to cause damage to them. harm.

If you want to fight these people head-on, you must also fight against the enemy with the Taoist soldiers supported by various Taoism.

Although the monks here were trying their best to retreat, because the people in the Shence camp were moving too fast, dozens of people were slaughtered like melons and vegetables.

But in a short time, more than 100 monks with tall horses and big bodies, whose bodies were made of copper, rushed out. They were covered with thick armor like Dharma protectors, holding cooked copper sticks as thick as sea bowls, and waving weapons in their hands. At the same time, there was a whistling sound.

These monks are the guardian soldiers of the sixth flame of Daxue Mountain, and their name is Armored Monk.

There are similar soldiers and horses in almost any inheritance in the world.Just like Taisui Mountain, they have yellow scarf fighters in their hands, which are even more powerful than these soldiers and horses.

These armored monks rushed forward like war elephants, waving copper sticks in their hands, splashing water, whistling wind, and any enemy blocking them would be smashed into a pulp by them.

However, the people in Shence Battalion are obviously more experienced in combat. They don't confront these armored monks head-on, they just keep driving their horses to roam and attack in the open space, and they keep shooting arrows to consume these armored monks. Monk power.

"Take the master and go first. As long as this reincarnation is successful, with the ability of the master's tenth life, it will be easy to destroy these eagles and dogs of the Central Plains Dynasty."

The rest of the monks saw that they couldn't intervene in the current battle situation, so they immediately lifted Qiu Ping's body and quickly retreated towards the depths of the Daxue Mountain.

But Qiu Ping seemed ignorant and insensitive at the moment, just closing his eyes and immersing himself in his own world.

But in his consciousness, it was not as calm as his appearance.

Because he saw an old monk appearing in his Taiyuan Tianchi.

"This... where is this?"

Master Gema resisted the feeling of weakness in his consciousness, and looked at the vast Tianchi, the overwhelming golden lotus, and the powder-like stars with a dazed expression.

Didn't he have condensed the body of the tenth life long ago, and waited to be directly poured into the consciousness, and then break the mystery of the womb, and live out the tenth life.

But why is he here?

"Huh? Who are you? Was it you who hit me with a stone just now?"

The old monk was in a daze, and the little loach was still in a daze. He was sleeping soundly, but he was hit by someone for no reason, and then there was a "foreign object" in his head.

What's the point of this?

"how so……"

The old monk couldn't figure it out, but he had burned his body at this moment, leaving only a trace of inextinguishable spiritual thoughts. If he stayed in the outside world for a long time, he might have to retreat.

At this moment, he couldn't control so much anymore, and the old monk's eyes instantly became firm.

Since the body of the tenth life is missing, we can only seize this person's body first.

Even if you try your best to fall down, it is better than dying on the spot.

In the midst of his thoughts, his body solidified, sitting cross-legged, with raging flames burning all over his body.

He recited scriptures in his mouth, and immediately stretched out a hand, covering Qiu Ping's soul.

This old monk has long been certified as an arhat, which is roughly equivalent to the realm of an immortal. Even if his strength has dropped drastically at this moment, he still has great power when he makes a move.

In just a split second, there were waves in the entire Taiyuan Tianchi, the lotus flowers all over the sky closed one after another, and only the voice of the old monk chanting echoed in the void.

Little Loach's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and his mind was a little empty.

This is his sea of ​​consciousness, his space law cannot be used, and the competition is only the strength of consciousness of both sides.

Obviously, even though the Taiyuan Dao practiced by Little Loach is known as the first in divine sense and mana, there is still a big gap in front of enemies who are two big realms behind.

"No, this old monk is plotting against me!"

Qiu Ping was shocked, and looked at the old monk with a shocked look. Although he knew that the other party had bad intentions, he couldn't feel any hostility in his heart.

On the contrary, there is a vague closeness.

close?What a fucking dog.

On the head of the little loach, a sundial appeared immediately, and the shadow on it was engraved and turned, and the time was also controlled.

In an instant, the shadow is still, and time stops flowing.

The old monk also maintained the posture of chanting sutras, motionless in place.

"Damn it, dare to rape me, and see if I don't beat you to death!"

The old man has inexplicably run into his own sea of ​​consciousness, and now he is going to be unfavorable to himself. With the temperament of the little loach, how can he bear this.

As soon as his thoughts flashed, he appeared beside the old monk.

"Clap clap clap!"

His fins arched from side to side and slapped the old man's face back and forth.

"I let you want to take me away...I let you put me in a sack...I let you throw stones at me!"

Little Niqiu poured out all the anger in his stomach, and although he was not proficient in boxing skills, he didn't need any skills to deal with such a living target.

After countless beatings, the sundial on Little Loach's head disappeared.

"...It is like the endless changes of the three karmas of body, speech and mind, and the retribution is endless..." The old monk kept chanting, his eyes burst out with brilliant fire, his strong willpower, to get this The original owner of the body surrendered, and then let his ninth body settle in.

"puff!"

All of a sudden, the old monk seemed to have received an invisible heavy punch, fin-like fist marks appeared on the front, back, left, and right sides of his face out of thin air, and then his already illusory body almost twisted into a twisted ball, The scriptures in the mouth were directly interrupted.

There was a trace of bewilderment in the old monk's eyes, who!Who attacked him just now!
He didn't feel any attack fluctuations, but the weird feeling of being punched thousands of times in an instant made his heart shudder.

"Hmph, it seems that my Shadowless Divine Fist hasn't reached its peak yet, and I didn't kill you. Come on, come on, then give me another punch."

Little Niqian looked at the old monk as if nothing had happened, he was secretly surprised, but he still kept a calm expression on his face.

With one hand behind his back, he said calmly.

While speaking, he raised his right flipper again and patted towards the old monk's position.

He didn't store any energy in his movements, nor did he stir up any strong wind. He just looked so light without any strength.

The old monk's spirit was tense, and his mind was fully alert.

In an instant, the sundial on Little Loach's head reappeared, and it continued intermittently.

The next moment, the little loach ran to the side of the old monk's body, punching and kicking frantically again.

In the sea of ​​his own consciousness, the little loach can't use the sharp and incomparable space to tear, and can only rely on simple fists and kicks.

It took him a whole cup of tea before he removed the sundial.

"boom!"

Just as the little loach returned to its original position, the old monk's body deformed violently again, and his body flew upside down.

"how so……"

The old monk couldn't figure out how this kid did this. In the sea of ​​consciousness, except for some special spells and supernatural powers specifically for the souls, other magical powers could not be used, and they could only simply compete with each other's souls.

But until now, he couldn't see through the traces of the opponent's move.

"It's really a hard bone, it can't be beaten to death like this."

Little Niqiu also secretly rubbed his teeth in his heart, this old monk is really tenacious, even after being beaten so many times by himself, his spirit is still so condensed.

Qiu Ping's eyeballs rolled around, and he saw very keenly that a round bead was wrapped in the semi-illusory body of this old monk.

Since it is useless to attack the opponent's soul, maybe this bead is its real weakness?
"Certainly!"

Taking advantage of the time when the old monk was about to speak, a sundial appeared in Qiu Ping's head again.

Then his figure swayed and appeared out of the old monk's body. At the same time, he stretched out his fins and grabbed at the bead.

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