Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 70 The True Devil Appears ([-])
"King Kong Subdues Demons!!"

There was only a loud shout, and a burly Buddhist disciple with a ring scar on his head stood in front of Tang Lian and the others.

A fist blasted out, the wind of the fist was fierce, and it seemed that there was a Vajra Arhat shouting angrily from the side.

"Fu Mo?"

The corner of Long Peng's mouth curled up in mockery, "Then try my "Da Fu Mo Fist"!"

"Hahaha……"

Long Peng laughed wildly, his hands formed into fists, his pace slowed down, every move was masculine and mighty, punching to the flesh.

Wu Xin looked at it, and frowned, "This person's condition is really weird, why does senior brother's "Vajra Demon Subduing Ability" not work on him..."

"Young master, let's go."

Wuxin was slightly taken aback, and said slowly, "Uncle Yuji, I don't want to leave."

"Why?"

"Young Sect Master, what exactly are you doing in Beili?"

Wuxin pursed her lips, and without replying, she jumped out and caught Wuchan who was sent flying.

"Junior brother, this person's martial arts are weird, you have to be careful."

Wu Chan's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, he fell to the ground and clutched his chest, gasping for breath, looking weak and weak.

"Well……"

Long Peng's cheeks were rosy, and his bloody eyes were blazing, piercing, "Little monk, are you going to come one by one?"

"It's too troublesome, call the one who is wearing purple, let's go together."

"Anyway..."

With luck in his palm, Long Peng smiled, "Everyone here is going to die!"

"Oh……"

Zi Yihou raised his eyebrows slightly, walked lightly to Wuxin's side, and sneered, "You thought that after beating up a few juniors, no one would be your opponent, are you overconfident?"

"Confidence...hahaha..."

Long Peng laughed loudly, his smile was as loud as a bell, and it was deafening, "Then try it, don't run away, or you will lose your lord."

"Insanity!"

"Let me see what kind of character your Sun Moon Sect can cultivate!"

Zi Yihou insisted on his identity and didn't want to argue with the younger generation, but faced with the provocations of Long Peng one after another, for some reason, he just couldn't restrain his anger.

"Hahaha...then come!"

The dangerous smile on Long Peng's face faded, and he said coldly, "Taiyin help me!"

In a word.

Wisps of moonlight fell down and surrounded Longpeng's body, his face became more and more feminine, and his pupils were like smoldering fire.

Under the bright moonlight.

There seemed to be a soundless frost spreading, invading the human body unknowingly.

"Hiss... Brother, it's so cold all of a sudden..." Lei Wujie shivered and said.

"Cough...cough..."

Tang Lian coughed up a little blood, which turned into frost in an instant. She felt that she was in the freezing cold cellar and shivered uncontrollably.

Sikong Qian was worried, and frowning, "How are you, senior brother?"

"It's okay, I've already taken the healing elixir, but I just feel... feel cold."

Tang Lian forced herself to sit up, and looked around, "Junior Sister, she...is she okay, is there nothing wrong?"

"she?"

Sikong Qianluo was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and suddenly understood, "I haven't seen Sister Rui, and I don't know very well."

"lotus."

"Rui, are you here?"

"I am coming."

The goddess Rui in red clothes appeared from a corridor, hurried to Tang Lian's side, and said in a pitiful voice, "Why are you hurt so badly?"

"Let's not do this task, I will take you away."

Tang Lian pursed her lips, and shook her head, "Rui, I can't give up on the task assigned to me by Master."

"Look at you like this, what else are you doing?"

"No, I must finish what Master told me."

"Stop talking and concentrate on healing."

A young gentleman wearing a folding fan and a jade crown walked slowly. He took off his cloak and covered Tang Lian.

"You have to be careful. My cloak is from Yunxiufang. It's worth 5000 taels of silver. Don't get it dirty."

Tang Lian was slightly taken aback, and said quietly, "Then you should take it back, I don't have that much money."

"I have!" Tiannurui replied, "Okay, stop talking and heal your wounds quickly!"

Tang Lian opened her mouth, but finally said nothing. She sighed, closed her eyes, and began to heal her wounds.

……

"Xiao Se, you are finally here, I thought..."

"Why do you think?"

Xiao Se glanced at Lei Wujie, who was hesitant to speak, and said calmly, "You are really unlucky, the masters who are rarely seen on weekdays, now seem to want no money, one by one."

"If I had known that my 500 taels of silver would be so difficult to get, I would not have come."

Lei Wujie looked a little embarrassed, "Xiao Se, can we not mention the money?"

"No."

"Cough cough..."

Lei Wujie coughed twice, "Xiao Se, you are well-informed, but you know what happened to Mr. Long, who was so polite just now, how did you wake up, the change is so great, it's like a different person, Martial arts are also very strange, I can't tell what state it is."

"Also, the man in purple said that Mr. Long was taught by the Sun Moon Sect, so what is this Sun Moon Sect?"

"Sun Moon Sect is also a Demon Sect like their Tianwaitian Sect.

However, it is a sect in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, with strong strength. It is said that the leader of their generation, Dongfang Bubai, is even known as the number one in the world. "

"Dongfang Bubai, is the name so domineering? How does it compare with our sword fairy here?"

"I haven't fought before, who knows? But I think it won't be weak."

Looking at the indistinguishable two people killed in the courtyard, Xiao Se pursed his lips and continued, "Their practice methods are different from those of our Beili countries."

"Based on our judgment, he is just like you, a Vajra Mortal Realm."

"King Kong Mortal Realm?"

Lei Wujie obviously didn't believe it, "How can the Vajra Mortal Realm and the Happy Heaven Realm be inseparable?"

"That's why it's different..."

Shaking his head and sighing, Xiao Se closed his eyes and said, "I think it's best to leave now, or if I want to leave later, I probably won't be able to."

"why?"

"Don't you feel the tightness in your chest right now?"

After being reminded by Xiao Se, Lei Wujie immediately came to his senses, rubbed his chest and said, "Yes, my chest is indeed tight, and I also feel dizzy for some reason. What's going on? Could it be poisoning?"

"I don't know."

Xiao Se shook his head, heaved a sigh of relief, covered with frost, and said in a deep voice, "But it should be because of that dragon pendant, he really wants to kill us all."

"Boss Xiao is right. This man is very murderous. In his eyes, there are probably no living people."

Lei Wujie was startled, and walked behind him, only to see a handsome monk smiling at him?

"You... when did you come here?"

"idiot……"

Xiao Se shook his head helplessly, and looked sideways at Wuxin, "I see that your uncle is not in the right condition. If you continue to fight like this, he will either die from exhaustion or become mad. Aren't you going to help?"

"Uncle Yuji is not so easy to lose, besides... from my little monk's point of view, it is Mr. Long who will be the first to fail."

"The yin that he turned himself into extremely cold, shouldn't last long."

"Oh?"

Xiao Se raised his eyebrows slightly, "How about a gamble?"

Wu Xin smiled slightly, the snow-white monk robe fluttered, the pervasive chill subsided, and strands of warmth overflowed from his body.

It is as warm as spring and very comfortable.

"The little monk also has this intention, but he doesn't know what the bet is?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Wuxin was still smiling, and her whole person looked more and more strange, "Why don't you bet on doing something for the other party."

"Do one thing?"

Xiao Se nodded slightly, "Well, just do one thing."

Lei Wujie watched and couldn't help but said, "Hey, when is this? You two are still betting here?"

"Also, the man in purple is your uncle, and he still calls you the young suzerain, so aren't you also from the sky? What exactly do you want?"

"Don't worry, little benefactor, this little monk is not a member of Heaven and Earth."

Wuxin paused for a while, recalled mentally, and said slowly, "I just want to be a little monk in Hanshui Temple..."

"Han Shui Temple? What do you mean by that, can you explain clearly? I don't understand..."

"Ugh……"

Xiao Se held his forehead helplessly, "Stop talking a little bit, you little bastard. If you have the time, why don't you watch the two masters duel more, it will also be good for you."

"How many times did Xiao Se say that? Don't call me a little boy, and...you read it wrong again."

"To shut up."

Xiao Se didn't want to talk to him, turned around, looked at the two fighting, and murmured, "If the fight continues like this, I'm afraid this beauty village will be demolished by the two of them."

……

"Purple Qi coming from the east!!"

Zi Yihou shouted loudly, soared into the sky, his robes danced wildly, and the vast purple air rising behind him formed clouds, setting him off like a fairy like a god.

"Purple Qi coming from the east, a sign of auspiciousness..."

Long Peng shuddered, his clothes and hair were stirred by the waves of air, and his whole body was rolled over ten feet away by the mighty auspicious purple air, crashing into several walls abruptly.

The purple air gradually faded, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

Zi Yihou slowly fell to the ground, his lips turned white slightly.Frowning tightly, "Is he dead?"

"You want to kill me too, don't dream."

A blood-stained figure walked out of the vast smoke and dust, he grabbed two men in black with both hands, his scarlet eyes were boiling with murderous intent.

"My lord, save me, my lord, save me..."

"Save you, he will not be able to protect himself later!"

Long Peng's face was full of sarcasm, and the suction force of his palms burst out, sucking the two people dry. At the same time, the wound on his body healed quickly, and his face became more rosy.

"An untempered spirit is really inferior..."

call--

The night wind howled, and those two people, together with the dozen or so people behind them, turned into flying ash with the wind.

"This……"

Putting it in that scene, looking into his eyes, Zi Yihou frowned, "What kind of evil skills have you practiced?"

"Evil work?"

Long Peng stands tall and tall, and smiles faintly, "You will absorb spiritual energy, grow stronger, steal the vitality of the world, and make all things wither. , coexisting with all things, is this an evil work?"

"So aboveboard, so..."

"Hereticism, death!"

"Suffer to die? I'm looking at you, I'm afraid I'm a little unconscious."

Long Peng didn't move, and said calmly, "It's been such a long time, and you still haven't felt something is wrong, why not that little monk over there and Boss Xiao, they really think highly of you."

"Do you feel your head hurts, your dantian is empty, you feel a little cold, you feel a little out of breath?"

"Uh……"

Hearing this, Zi Yihou suddenly felt dizzy and his body was cold, "You... when did you inject the poison?"

Long Peng smiled abruptly, "I'm not those rats of the Tang Sect, I don't know how to use poison, you feel wrong now, it's all because you are dying."

Zi Yihou frowned, thinking of a way out.

Right now.

An unintentional voice sounded in his mind: "Uncle Yuji, don't pay attention to him, just hold on to the gate, his voice is weird, if you ignore it, the effect will be greatly weakened." '

Zi Yihou was slightly taken aback, glanced sideways at Wu Xin, and pinched the space between his brows.

"Yo Yo Yo..."

Long Peng let out a mocking laugh, and said with a gentle smile, "The little monk is secretly using sound transmission to teach, sorry, I can do it too, and my practice is better than you.

You said my voice is weird, you are right, this magic is called "Bewitching Words".

I heard that it seems to have been created by Great Liang, a virtuous master of Taiping Dao, and it is very difficult to practice.

Long Peng's aptitude is mediocre, and he has been unable to practice well, but I can master it as soon as I learn it, and become perfect as soon as I practice it.

But I don't just have a weird voice, you might as well guess, what else..."

Wuxin's expression froze, and the eternal smile on his face faded.

"correct."

Long Peng said calmly, approaching Minghou Yueji and the other two, "You guess slowly, don't worry, wait until I kill these two first, I'm here to kill you, come one by one, don't run away."

"You are all great men. Whether I can produce 'fine flowers' and 'shen flowers' depends on you all? Don't leave, it will be soon."

"Long Peng, that trash, looks forward and backward, has a soft heart, and doesn't want to take this step, so I can only let me help him.

It was that time in Zhongnanshan, and it is also this time, oh...I am such a good person..."

……

"Wuxin, I'm afraid there may be trouble this time."

Xiao Se's expression also turned serious, "You and Zi Yihou should join forces, otherwise, according to his current appearance, I don't know how many people he will kill."

Wuxin pursed her lips, looked around, but saw the injured, the unconscious, the dead, sighed faintly, jumped in front of Minghou Yueji and stopped Long Peng.

"Well... what's the matter? I want to be relieved now, well, I'll show kindness and help you."

Wuxin didn't say a word, her eyes turned slightly.

"Ha ha……"

Long Peng chuckled, purple light flashed in his eyes, his expression didn't change at all.

"Hmm..." A little blood spilled from the corner of Wu Xin's lips.

"The feeling of backlash is uncomfortable, right? Hahaha..."

Long Peng laughed and asked, "Are you wondering why "Inner Demon Guidance" is useless to me?"

Wuxin suffered a dark loss, and after a while, he suppressed the surging blood, "The little monk really wants to know."

Long Peng smiled, and said slowly, "This kind of deceiving mind trick is tantamount to asking for a dead end for those whose primordial spirit is stronger than the caster. I think you know it. If you dare to use it, yes thought he was stronger than me."

"It's a pity... Although that guy Long Peng is not very good, he also practiced Buddhism in his cultivation.

Taoist Vipassana, Buddhist meditation can never fall, and the mind can be very firm.

You were able to use the spell just now, but thanks to my help, as for me, I am special, so I won’t talk about it. "

Long Peng rolled his eyes and said, "Little monk, I suddenly don't want to kill you, why don't you follow me, isn't it said that you are born with a devil's heart? Then show them, let them see, you are born with a demon heart. What is the devil's heart like? What do you want to do, I can help you."

Hearing the words inadvertently, his heart fluttered inexplicably, his eyes rolled, and he hesitated to speak.

"Wuxin, don't be fooled, he doesn't want to help you, he just wants your "Inner Demon Guide"."

"Um……"

Long Peng looked sideways at Chu Yan Xiao Se, with genuine energy flowing in his palm, and said coldly, "I've been abolished by others, and you're still so nosy, it seems that only when you die, can you settle down..."

(End of this chapter)