Longevity, starting from raising chickens

"When the elders left, they never thought of searching again!"

"Stop talking nonsense! These evil gods are hiding so far away, it's too late! Disperse quickly!"

Chen State, close to the direction of Sen State.

The original hills with sparse vegetation were gradually replaced by an endless sea of ​​dense trees.

midair.

Hundreds of streams of light were like scattered fireworks, scattering in all directions while avoiding various disasters such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning falling from the sky.

However, further away, a large number of incense monks quickly intercepted these scattered streams of light.

There is no nonsense. The two sides were already on the same level. The moment they met, they immediately used their best. Countless incense and Taoist spells intertwined and collided with the spells and magic weapons of the Yuanying monks of the Great Jin Dynasty!

The sea of ​​trees below was quickly swept away by the raging mana, and countless old trees were pulled up from the ground, broken and then rolled and flew into the distance.

Although these Incense Tao monks are extremely numerous, the Da Jin monks have advanced Taoism and more sophisticated skills after all. Even though their numbers are far inferior to those of the Incense Tao monks, they only have a slight disadvantage.

Even some people who have understood the Dao Ji, even though they are limited by Chen Guo's lack of heaven and earth spiritual energy, can raise their hands to cast spells with far beyond ordinary power. They can easily kill opponents in the formation, making the Incense Dao monks fearful. Incomparable.

In the sky in the distance, several figures with unusual appearances quietly emerged.

They watch the battlefield and are always paying attention to their surroundings.

It was the evil gods of the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom who were lucky enough to survive after being chased away by Lu Zhuangmei and others during the previous round of siege against Yao Wudi.

He stared quietly, but had no intention of taking action.

Even when he saw his incense monk being beheaded, he only frowned slightly and returned to normal.

In their eyes, these Incense Dao monks are not much different from the enemy Dajin monks.

No more, just keep cultivating them. Anyway, there will be as many monks and ordinary mortals as possible who surrender.

As long as there are enough mortals, it's just a little more effort.

What really concerns and worries them is the god-transforming monks of the Jin Dynasty...

Observed carefully for a while.

The monks of the Great Jin Dynasty were defeated one by one by the side of Incense Road.

Smiles finally appeared on the faces of several evil gods:

"The gods of Da Jin and Da Yan have not come to support them for so long...it seems they are all gone!"

"it is good!"

"Ha ha!"

"This is God's will!"

"We must not miss this opportunity, we will go and defeat Da Jin now!"

The eyes of an evil god with a jackal head covered with short hairs turned slightly:

"Don't be impatient, let's test it first... If we use this as bait, we are all no more than third-class gods. Except for the divine realm, we are not much stronger than these monks, but we are far from the opponents of those god-transforming monks."

"Yes!"

"What the jackal-headed god said makes sense!"

Several human-looking evil gods were chatting in a formal manner.

The jackal-headed god didn't say much.

His eyes swept towards the fighting crowd.

Suddenly his eyes narrowed.

But I saw a Taoist in green who was good at using ice magic was constantly freezing and slowing down the Incense Tao monks, and another middle-aged female cultivator who had condensed Taoist magic was walking among these delayed Incense Tao monks. It's like entering a deserted place.

Using a wooden sword, he used the power of heaven and earth to cut down streaks of bright sword light.

Every time the head of an Incense Tao monk is chopped off, the sword light becomes stronger and stronger.

Those who stand in the way make things easy.

Everyone is afraid of it!

The jackal-headed god immediately took notice.

He immediately closed his palms and bowed slightly to the sky.

Immediately, a phantom of a full moon appeared, shooting down a ray of moonlight and falling towards the middle-aged female cultivator.

The middle-aged female cultivator was immediately startled and quickly turned around to get away.

However, the moonlight suddenly trembled, and a phantom of a jackal jumped out of it, heading straight for the middle-aged female cultivator's fontanel!

This change was obviously beyond her expectation, and she was hit instantly.

Hun's body suddenly froze, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes.

How could the surrounding Incense Dao monks miss such a rare opportunity? Countless spells immediately poured down on them.

Even though the Taoist in Tsing Yi, who was good at using ice magic, tried his best and used ice barriers to protect her, the female cultivator still turned into ashes in an instant...

In the sky, blood rain suddenly fell.

"Fellow Daoist Liu."

There was almost no change in Taoist Qingyi's eyes. In this short period of time, too many people had left. No matter how big the incident was, it would be difficult for him to make any waves.

But what happened to the monk named Liu from the Changsheng Sect just now made him immediately alert:

"Everyone, be careful."

"The evil god has taken action."

He quickly transmitted the message to the surroundings.

However, even if there is a reminder, when the gap reaches a certain level, it cannot be prevented by just being careful.

For example, the female cultivator surnamed Liu from the Changsheng Sect, who was already a master of Taoism among the crowd, could not withstand the sneak attack. How could others be spared.

After a few breaths, another ray of moonlight suddenly fell from the shadow of the full moon in the sky!

The moonlight illuminated a person, and then the person groaned and stagnated, and was beaten by the incense monks on the spot until his bones and flesh melted, and his body and soul were destroyed...

"retreat!"

"Return to the clan quickly!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was immediately distraught.

With the methods of evil gods, they were already in a tough battle, so how could they withstand the plot of these evil gods.

If you stay here, you will be wiped out sooner or later. It is better to break out of the encirclement with all your strength, return to the sect, and use the sect's formation to fight or even fight back. This is the most appropriate method, and it is also the basis for the sect masters and elders to leave with peace of mind.

After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, even if the three sects temporarily lost their god-transforming monks, as long as they stabilized their position, they would still be able to stand at the top of this world with their incomparable profound foundation.

If we still can't hold on, we can only blame the younger generation for their incompetence.

But everyone was not a mortal, and they knew that if they fled in a hurry, they would only be defeated by the enemy one by one. Therefore, instead of fleeing immediately, they tried their best to use their own methods to suppress the situation, and moved the entire formation towards the enemy. Peripheral shift.

This is why the monks of the three sects and one clan of the Great Jin Dynasty trust each other so much that they can achieve such smoothness.

The evil gods who saw this scene from a distance didn't care, but the smiles on their faces grew stronger.

The jackal-headed god nodded with satisfaction:

"Okay! Even the Yuanying monks who have understood the secret of Taoism have not come out in battle. It seems that the god of Dajin is really dead. We will take action now..."

The words have not yet fallen.

In the distance in the direction of Senguo, a loud shout was suddenly heard:

"Don't panic, everyone, the ghost market in Senguo is guarding the place. The song is here for you!"

The sound came from afar.

But he saw a middle-aged monk wearing a large brown robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows at his temples, his eyes as sharp as a sword, and holding an octagonal box in his hand, coming out of the air!

There were more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators flying behind him.

Beside him, a monk with a huge head and strange appearance attracted some people's attention.

"Stork Taoist?"

Taoist Bing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi, two people in the crowd, suddenly looked gloomy.

The two of them were captured by this person in a sneak attack in the past. They were caught at the bottom of the lake and forcibly extracted the Taoism.

Although they vaguely knew that there was something hidden at this moment, and they had already recovered, it was really difficult to feel friendly.

It's just that I can't have an attack right now.

His eyes moved slightly, but he saw a few familiar faces among this group of people.

The missing golden elixir disciple Lu Yu from Heart Sword Peak, the missing disciple Nascent Soul cultivator Qiao Chun'an from Dragon Blood Peak...

His eyes swept over the monks in Qu Zhongqiuhe.

At this moment, Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi suddenly felt enlightened.

In the song, he is holding an octagonal box in his hand, facing an astonishing number of incense monks in front of him.

He didn't look the least bit flustered.

Open the lid of the octagonal box.

Immediately, streaks of seven-colored light flew out and rushed towards the crowd!

This brilliance was extremely fast. Even though these Xianghuo Dao monks tried their best to dodge, they were still hit quickly. Each of their faces showed sadness, joy, sorrow and anger, and the movements of their hands were instantly slowed down by a few beats. Some with higher cultivation levels It can still resist, but if it is a little worse, it will be difficult to control in an instant, and it will be killed by the Dajin monks with sharp eyes and quick hands.

far away.

Several evil gods breathed a sigh of relief:

"I thought they were the transformed gods of the Jin Dynasty, but they turned out to be just Nascent Soul monks..."

There was a hint of coldness on the face of the jackal-headed god:

"They just happened to be eradicated here."

He folded his hands and bowed to heaven again.

The shadow of the full moon in the sky lit up, and a ray of moonlight fell again!

"Qu Zhenshou, be careful!"

Although Hu Zaixi resented Qu Zhongqiu and sensed the danger, he couldn't help but urgently warn him.

During the song, Qiu's face condensed slightly.

The next moment, a large-headed figure suddenly appeared in front of Qu Zhongqiu, raising his hand to greet Yuehua!

Just as he was greeting him, a blazing and pure flame instantly rose on his palm!

"Great Sun Fire!?"

"How can he know the Great Sun Fire?!"

There are many Wanxiang Sect monks here. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but change their color slightly.

Only Taoist Bing connected the cause and effect, and a suspicion flashed through his mind.

The flames on the palms collided with the moonlight and annihilated each other silently.

The stork Taoist stood with his hands tied, facing Yuan Ting and the mountains.

His eyes swept over Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the evil gods in the distance with a solemn expression.

"I'm going to Guan Ao."

"Now is not the time to talk, Guard Qu, please coordinate with everyone and retreat quickly!"

"I'll stop these evil gods!"

"Guan Ao?!"

"The deputy master of Tianyuan Palace who died in Xihai Kingdom?"

The surrounded Changsheng Sect monks looked shocked, while the Wanxiang Sect monks looked even more shocked.

In the past, his death in the Xihai Kingdom shocked the country for a while.

Everyone had already accepted this fact, but they did not expect that this dead person would appear here.

In Taoist Bing's eyes, there was no surprise.

It is not only physical cultivation, but also the extremely rare Great Sun Divine Fire, and it comes hand in hand with Qi Zhongqiu.

It was too simple to use the mentality and methods of Elder Xun who had already surrendered to save Guan Ao and make him cooperate with his plan in the eyes of everyone.

It's just that no one thinks about it.

The only thing that gave him some doubts was that even though the deputy palace master Tianyuan was extremely capable, he was not Yao Wudi after all.

Can he have such ability to stop these evil gods?

Even the Yao Wudi of the past, who had reached the realm of perfection with Nascent Soul, could not defeat many with one enemy. How could this Guan Palace Master do it?

But this is not the time to think about this.

The monks on the Dajin side quickly cooperated with Qu Zhongqiu, and the distance between them quickly narrowed, and the number of Incense Dao monks in the middle was also rapidly decreasing.

Guan Ao did not take action, standing high in the air, staring at the evil gods in the distance.

It seems that he is ready to take action from the evil gods at any time.

next moment.

The evil gods in the distance finally couldn't hold back anymore and flew over quickly.

The head of one of them is like a round pot, with bulging sides and a sunken middle. The eyebrows and corners of the eyes are elongated.

Staring at Guan Ao, he sneered coldly:

"You want to stop us? That's so arrogant!" "Here comes the spoon!"

As soon as the words fell, a large iron spoon appeared from the void and fell silently towards Guan Ao!

at the same time.

Below Guan Ao, a shadow of firewood appeared, seemingly holding him on the fire.

Guan Ao's eyes narrowed slightly. The iron spoon came so fast that even though he was a physical practitioner and couldn't react in time, he couldn't dodge it at all.

But he didn't seem to have the intention to dodge.

The body swelled rapidly, and there seemed to be a mottled and turbid shadow looming around the body surface!

He crossed his arms, bent his body slightly, and was instantly hit hard by the big iron spoon!

But then he quickly flew up into the air, looking a little embarrassed, but not injured.

"Dao domain!?"

"No, it looks a bit incomplete..."

Some of the Dajin monks couldn't help but wonder.

On the opposite side, the expressions of the evil gods also changed slightly!

"God's Domain...the God-Transformation Monk? No, he is clearly not a God-Transformation, how could he have mastered the God's Domain?"

"No wonder he dares to put down his arrogance!"

On the contrary, the monks from the Wanxiang Sect, such as Lingweizi and Hu Zaixi, who had personally experienced the extraction of Taoist secrets, suddenly thought of something.

"The ones Elder Xun made before..."

With Dao Domain in his body, the biggest gap between Guan Ao and Xie Shen was immediately eliminated.

However, at this moment, the evil gods showed happy smiles:

"I didn't expect that I missed one."

"That's right, but it's a good thing he showed up so early. Otherwise, if he met him alone, he might accidentally capsize in the gutter."

"It's a good thing. A few of us quickly dealt with this person. Jackal God and Bag God, you two went to take care of these Dajin monks, so as to avoid long nights and dreams."

"good!"

"Just what I wanted!"

Several evil gods quickly exchanged opinions with each other, and then pounced on Guan Ao and the Dajin monks...

……

Forest country, ghost market.

The ghost market teleportation array slowly lights up.

Then the light dimmed, revealing seven or eight of the figures.

One of the young monks was wearing the standard light yellow robe of the Diwu Palace.

Although his face was unremarkable and his temperament was quite quiet, there was a fascinating sparkle as he looked around.

Obviously his cultivation is not advanced among the crowd, but among the crowd, he seems to be the leader.

Outside the teleportation array, a handsome middle-aged monk holding a folding fan seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw the person coming, he immediately stepped forward with a respectful face and saluted the young monk:

"Lord."

The young monk nodded slightly:

"You did a good job before. I already know that. Take me there quickly... How is the situation over there with Qu Zhenshou now?"

Ji Lan did not dare to waste time, while quickly paddling in the void to build formation patterns.

One side responded:

"After I sent Qu Zhengshou there, Qu Zhengshou asked me to come back first and wait for the Sect's support to arrive. I don't know the details. I just know that there is an evil god there... Okay."

In just half a sentence, he quickly completed the construction of a teleportation array.

In front of everyone, a temporary teleportation array was formed.

The young monk looked calm.

He already knew some information before, and now he just wanted to confirm it.

Then he waved the sleeves of his robe and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, join me in welcoming my fellow disciples back to the sect!"

The gods of the Wanxiang Sect have all ascended to heaven, but they cannot tolerate the wanton bullying of these evil gods.

After that, he walked in first.

The figures behind him immediately followed without hesitation.

……

'boom! '

A few cracks are faintly visible in the sky, which are quietly closing.

The height of the sky also seemed to be falling quietly.

A figure with a huge head fell from mid-air like a meteor and fell to the ground.

But after a short moment, it struggled to fly up from the ground and soared into the sky quickly.

Most of the flesh and bones on the body have disappeared, but under the nurturing of his powerful blood, they grew crazily, and in just the blink of an eye, they were intact as before.

But the aura on his body still inevitably fell.

The mottled Dao realm lingering around him has also become much darker, and is almost transparent.

He was completely unaware, gritting his teeth and looking at the evil gods in front of him.

"Wait, that's all!"

Several evil gods looked embarrassed.

They did not expect that the combined power of several gods could not quickly kill this monk who was already infinitely close to becoming a god. Instead, it had been delayed until now.

"This person's physical body is too troublesome!"

One of the evil gods with a paper-thin face couldn't help but angrily said to the jackal-headed god and the cloth-bag god who were hunting the Jin monks not far away:

"What are you still dawdling about!"

The jackal-headed god and the evil god with a bulging body, a wide face, a big mouth, and wrinkles couldn't help but look down when they heard the other party's voice of dissatisfaction.

The jackal-headed god said coldly:

"Our means are limited and we can only target them one by one. If not, you can take action yourself!"

"It's, it's...Gululu..."

The Budai God spoke hesitantly, and as he spoke, he suddenly opened his huge mouth.

Suddenly a pile of dead bones was spit out.

Then he aimed at a Dajin monk who had no time to dodge. His wrinkled face suddenly tightened, and his mouth was like an open bag. He sucked the monk in and then quickly closed it.

The bag-like mouth chewed and turned quickly, and then quickly spit out a pile of bones again.

"Humph!"

The Kitchen God, whose head looked like an iron pot, snorted coldly, suddenly pulled away from the siege of Guan Ao, and instead moved towards the nearby Dajin monks.

"Let me go quickly, so as not to teach these monks to escape and cause trouble!"

The big iron spoon disappeared quickly, and then suddenly appeared on the head of a Dajin Nascent Soul monk, and knocked it down hard!

The monk's Tianling Cap was immediately shattered, and his soul flew away in an instant.

"Master Nephew Yuan!"

The Yuanying monks of the Changsheng Sect couldn't help but look sad.

The Kitchen God raised his hand and made a move.

The big iron spoon appeared in His palm, he brought the blood-stained bottom of the spoon to his lips, and took a lick on the bottom of the spoon with his tongue, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"It's really ironing!"

"Don't worry, come one by one!"

He suddenly understood why the Jackal God and the Bag God moved so slowly.

The extreme fear I felt from these human monk elders not long ago was now released in these monks.

This gave him the pleasure of ultimate revenge, as well as a strong sense of security after killing potential dangers.

Even though He is a god, He is not immune to these emotions.

After all, He is only a third-class god with incomplete divinity.

"Hmm...be careful, what is that song about? Knock him to death first, and then knock him to death one by one!"

The God of Kitchen God glanced at the middle-aged monk not far away who was holding an octagonal box in his hand. He was able to withstand the attacks of the incense monks with ease and could continuously kill his opponents. A cold light flashed in his eyes.

Then he flew towards the middle-aged monk silently.

At the same time, the big iron spoon appeared silently on top of the middle-aged monk's head!

"Qu Zhengshou!"

Lingweizi, Hu Zaixi and others in the crowd noticed this scene and immediately shouted a reminder!

"Noisy!"

The jackal-headed god snorted coldly, and the moonlight in mid-air fell towards a monk.

Qu Zhongqiu also sensed the crisis, his expression suddenly changed, and then he immediately picked up the octagonal box, held it above his head, and then quickly dodge!

The big iron spoon suddenly lost its accuracy and hung in place, vibrating continuously.

"Huh? This box is a bit weird..."

Guo Zao Shen no longer concealed himself and immediately accelerated towards Qu Zhongqiu below.

The big iron spoon also disappeared from its place and appeared in His hand.

In his eyes, he seemed to have seen the scene of the other person being opened by his spoon, his brain bursting out, and his soul destroyed. A proud smile appeared on his face that was deformed by the pressure of his head.

And right now.

Between Him and Qu Zhongqiu, there was a sudden wave, and then it opened quickly!

It turned into a dark door.

"Teleportation array?!"

The surprise and doubt in the God of Kitchen God's heart just passed for a fleeting moment, and then his face showed a look of joy and expectation:

"All the Avatars are gone, the more Nascent Soul cultivators come, the better!"

"Watch me knock them to death one by one!"

next moment.

In his suddenly widened eyes.

Under the panicked, anxious and horrified gazes of the monks around him.

A thick blade that was extremely bright, as if it was about to split the world apart, silently slashed out from the teleportation array!

Just like slicing tofu, it silently cut vertically across the body of the Kitchen God.

In the sword's light, a hint of dark red color that was not easily noticeable also quietly disappeared.

Subsequently.

In the sky, blood rain was flying, and a shadow with what looked like an iron pot on its head rose and disappeared quickly...

"The Kitchen God...dead, dead?"

The jackal-headed god and the bag-god looked blankly at the body of the pot stove god that was split in half.

Not far away, the other evil gods also stopped their movements in shock.

Guan Ao and Qu Zhongqiu were surprised, happy and worried, and couldn't help but look at the teleportation array.

"Which elder is still alive?"

"Just this move, I'm afraid it will..."

One foot stepped out of the teleportation array.

Then the face and figure of a young monk were finally revealed.

He was wearing a light yellow robe, with a calm expression, and his eyes softly swept over Lingweizi, Hu Zaixi, and Taoist Bing, and then raised his head.

The gentleness turned into indifference, sweeping over the evil gods in front of him one by one.

And saw his figure.

Whether it was Qu Zhongqiu, Guan Ao, or Lingweizi, Hu Zaixi and others not far away, they all had incredible expressions on their faces:

"This... the chief director?"

"Master Nephew Wang?!" (End of Chapter)