original sword god

Chonghouhu was followed by two big men with horns on their heads. The big men were expressionless and exuded a thick and obscure aura. Wen Zhong was shocked when he saw this aura. People at the same level can detect as much as they can, and quietly opened their divine eyes. Wen Zhong only saw a mass of black vitality that completely covered up the exercises and their operation in the body, so Wen Zhong closed his divine eyes again.

Gradually approaching, Wen Zhong was shocked to find that the two big men had stern faces, but their appearances were almost the same. If it wasn't for the fact that one of the big men had a black mole between his eyebrows, which was more conspicuous, Wen Zhong would almost jump up, even the twins would It can't be so similar.

"Old Grand Master, it's been a long time," Chong Houhu said happily when he saw Wen Zhong coming out to greet him in person, but Chong Heihu behind Chong Houhu bowed his hands indifferently and said, "I have seen the grand master before."

Although Wen Zhong had some doubts in his heart, he subconsciously ignored the two big men, stretched out his hands and pulled the Chonghou and Hu brothers into the camp one by one.

"Hou Hu, these two are," after asking Chonghou Hu brothers to sit down, Wen Zhong calmly took a sip of the water handed over by the guard, seeing that Chonghou Hu seemed to have forgotten the introduction, he felt a little annoyed. asked.

"These two are Fangwai monks, brothers Youjue and Youqiu, their cultivation bases are unfathomable, if the Grand Master needs them, please just order them." After entering the tent, Chonghouhu changed his enthusiasm when he was outside, He kept silent, while his brother Chong Heihu coughed in embarrassment while sitting in a slightly lower position, and pointed to introduce him with his fingers.

Youjueyou begged the brothers to sit down after clapping their hands together, and stretched out their hands to grab the cakes on the table in front of them and put them in their mouths. Wen Zhong could tell what kind of personality these two had at a glance, so he ordered: "Eat slowly, both of you." , "Turning around to the guards, he said, "Go and ask Huotoujun to make some cakes, come here..." Before he finished speaking, You Jue spoke, splashing the cakes in his mouth and saying, "Come here for the second meal." Ten catties, I didn’t eat when I rushed over early in the morning, and I was crying out for hunger, mother, the people in the army don’t care about the food.”

"Uh...then let's make twenty catties first, get down quickly, what are you doing in a daze," Wen Zhong gave an order, and the guards who were staring at the two eating faces came back to their senses, and immediately I ran to give orders.

"Damn it, it's as if I haven't eaten. Our sixth son is already ugly in eating, but I didn't expect this one to be even uglier than the sixth one. It seems..."

"What are you still muttering on the sidelines, don't go down..." The other guards were still standing by the side, muttering in their mouths but were interrupted by Wen Zhong, and looked at You Jue, who didn't raise his head, There was a flash of poisonous fire in the eyes, no one knew.

"Grand Master, did the army run into difficulties for twenty miles away from camp?" Chong Heihu stared at the two brothers who were still eating, and asked in embarrassment.

"That's right, the four generals of the Demon Family and the Western Buddhists are all dead. I have no one under my command. If you don't come, you may have to pull out another [-] miles to prevent sneak attacks at night," Wen Zhong's eyes flashed. There was a hint of ruthlessness, but his face still showed sadness and sadness, subconsciously ignoring the two Yang Jian and Nezha, and only said that it was the two Western Buddhists who wiped out all the four generals of the Demon family.

"The bald guys from the Western Buddhism are here, and it's time for our brothers to show their strengths. That grand master, we will kill the four generals of the Western Buddhism for you. Just wait," Youqiu rubbed his hands. He threw all the cakes in his hand into his mouth, and after speaking, he pulled You Jue and walked straight to the outside of the military tent.

Wen Zhong hurried to catch up, he also wanted to see what is so good about this big black guy's skills.

Brother Youqiu walked out of the tent with only twenty soldiers of Chonghouhu, Taishi Wen Zhong gave an order to remove the no-battle sign on the fence outside the tent.

It was only then that Wen Zhong discovered the difference between Bei Bohou, Chonghou and Hu's generals. They all had an astonishing momentum, exuding a burst of death like nothing, but their military appearances were unusually neat, compared to Wen Zhong's black Wolf' is stronger than one level, and he can't help secretly admiring Chong Heihu's way of training troops.

At this time, Wen Zhong knew that Chonghouhu had been emptied of power, and now the 72 princes of Beilu were under the leadership of Chongheihu.

Yang Jian in Xiqi City glanced at him, and said to Jiang Shang secretly: "Master, I heard that reinforcements have been added to Zhong's camp. They are members of the Demon Cult. Now, Master, please speak to Mr. Fan and let Western Buddhists People take the lead," when Yang Jian came, Master Yuding had already given orders, so according to the master's instructions, Yang Jian had to say.

After a little hesitation, Jiang Shang said: "National Teacher, Wen Zhong's army has come to reinforce them, and they seem to be members of the Devil's Cult."

Ordinary generals such as King Wu and King Wu Cheng were shocked. The Demon Cult had withdrawn from the prehistoric world earlier, but this was the first time people in the human world had heard the term Demon Cult. Who are the people in the religion?"

"Well, don't rush to explain," Mr. Fan was also taken aback. He didn't know where to start to explain. He had never fought with people from the Demon Cult. He just heard that the Demon Cult was the enemy of Western Buddhism, so he turned his head. Looking at Tanlang and Pojun, he saw that the two Bodhisattvas were originally dignified, but now they were full of sorrow.

"Report to King Wu, Marshal, Wen Zhong's battalion came out with about [-] people, came to challenge,"

"Flute" Tanlang smacked his mouth and let out a whistle. Everyone heard the sound a little weird, looked at Tanlang not knowing what he meant, and two golden lights flew from the mansion where Mr. Fan lived in Xiqi City , instantly appeared in front of King Wu and the others.

"Two junior brothers, come with me to meet the enemy," Tan Lang's expression changed, and he said directly without introducing these two to King Wu and the others.

The four figures stepped out of the room, soared into the air, and in an instant came to the place where the two armies fought.

"Vald donkey, who is here to die?" Youqiu had already been waiting on the battlefield for a long time, and when he saw four bald-headed monks flying over, he didn't know why, they were extremely disgusted with bald-headed monks, so he insulted Sexual words were called out.

Greedy Wolf's eyes froze, he seemed to be burning with anger, but his heart was extremely calm. He couldn't see how well the two leaders in front of him were doing. Maybe it was because the Demon Sect's skills were too obscure, but there is also a possibility. That is, the cultivation base of the person standing opposite him is higher than his own.

"Lian Zhen, Junior Brother Ziwei, you haven't been on the battlefield yet, be careful, these Demon Cultists' skills are too peculiar," Tan Lang carefully instructed while looking at the general who was exuding the dead black energy all over his body.

Lianzhen and Ziwei are both names of 36 Constellations, and these two heard that they carefully took out their weapons, raised their guns and sticks, and walked forward.

Wen Zhong and Chonghouhu are standing at positions similar to those of Jiang Shang and the others. They are both about [-] meters away from the battle position. Neither side has seen the combat strength of their opponents. At this moment, they are waiting for the battle with their eyes wide open. start.

Under Youqiu's signal, the brothers stepped back a few meters, but four of the twenty entourage walked out to meet the intruders Lianzhen and Ziwei respectively.

The war of monks did not have the clichés of the army. There were four people from the Yin and Shang side, and only two from Xiqi, but the two armies did not feel wronged in the slightest.

At this time, the heads of the two parties watching the battle suddenly opened their eyes wide, and saw that the bones of the four people from the Chonghou Tiger Army suddenly trembled, the crackling sound continued, the momentum of the whole body soared, and the body suddenly raised two feet. Mi, his face has also turned into that of a terrifying demon, the bun on the top of his head has long been scattered, and a black light suddenly appears indistinctly.

"Sure enough, they are demons, looking for death," Lian Zhen and Ziwei knew at this time why they had a strong hatred for these people when they first started the battle, and why the leader, senior brother, let them attack first. Originally, the demons and Buddhism were Deadly rivals, this is something they knew a long time ago, and their master Zhunti Saint and the leader of the demon clan Wutian have fought many times, and it is said that they have suffered a lot.

Thinking of this, Lianzhen and Ziwei were no longer calm at this moment. This battle will definitely wipe out all the members of the Demon Cult. The two ignored each other and found that the other had the same meaning in their eyes.

The stature skyrocketed, and the spears in their hands swept towards the two opponents.

Lian Zhen and Ziwei were originally cultivated as Taiyi Sanxian, but these four devil cultivators looked like ordinary people, but after their stature skyrocketed, their aura was no less than that of a master in the realm of celestial beings. Lianzhen and Ziwei originally wanted to use their aura to suppress the four He was a member of the Demon Cult, but found that their aura didn't work at all, so they had to attack with spears and sticks.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" the guns and sticks slammed into the four members of the Devil's Cult, and there was a sound of metal clashing. Although the four members of the Demon's Cult were repelled a few steps, they did not cause any obvious damage to their bodies. On the contrary, one of Ziwei's sticks was grabbed by one end, and when she pulled it suddenly, Ziwei felt a burst of force, which was no less powerful than him, and Ziwei's stick left her hand with a jolt.

"Ah, return my magic weapon," Ziwei involuntarily let out a scream, and the voice resounded through the camps of the two armies.

"Wow," everyone in Wen Zhong's army and the generals led by You Qiu couldn't help but mockingly.

Ziwei blushed, looking at Lian Zhen's face with a hint of depression, she couldn't help thinking: "This stick is made by me for many years, and it has reached the threshold of the acquired spirit weapon. Do you think it is easy to refine it? ,"

A white plum branch appeared on the right hand. At this time, Ziwei's eyes were red, and the seal on her left hand was pinching quickly. The white plum branch suddenly burst into golden light, and the Buddhist Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded faintly. The spear in his hand was immediately raised above his head, he chose a Buddha name with his left hand, and kept chanting: "Amitabha," the golden light all over his body immediately wrapped his body, and a faint yellow light appeared on the spear.

The Sanskrit sound rushed towards the four demon soldiers. Suddenly, the demon soldiers' eyes became clear, as if they had been hit hard in the head, they all hugged their heads and screamed. The Sanskrit sound and golden light had a great influence on them. , The originally iron-cracking army tough guys all clasped their heads and screamed. Obviously, the damage to them was not physical, but at the level of spirit and soul.

Seeing that the opportunity had come, Lian Zhen immediately flew into the void, and stabbed the four demons with a spear in his hand. Immediately, the four demons were pierced through their throats and fell to the ground without a sound.