I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1615 Behemoth
The moment Wu Feng fell to the ground, not only the old Liu was dumbfounded, but the two masters, Huicong and Huikong, were also surprised. Both of them stared wide-eyed, with incredible expressions.

Did such a genius fall like this?At such a young age.

At this moment, the whole world stood still, and the hearts of the two great monks, Huicong and Huikong, seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, sinking, sinking...

Wu Feng was the hope of everyone here, and when the hope was shattered, everyone's inner world completely collapsed.

In an instant, monk Huikong turned around first, picked up the Zen staff on the ground, and chased after Old Liu, because he saw those fierce spirits turn over again and stand up, facing Wu Feng's fallen body. The direction gathers and goes away, with the old Liu Tou's distraught appearance, there is no difference between sending him to death in the past.

"Wu Feng...Wu Feng...you can't die, your master and elder brother are waiting for you to go back in Kaihua City, if you die, I won't have the face to meet them... brat...you can Be sure to hold on...don't die..."

Old Liu shook his head three times, trembling all over, and ran towards Wu Feng's tremblingly. Tears couldn't be held back, rolling down his wrinkled face. He kept murmuring, as if In this way, Wu Feng will not die.

"Old benefactor, you can't go, hurry up and go back with the poor monk, it's too dangerous there!"

A hand suddenly tightly grasped the hand of Old Liu Tou holding the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, and pulled Old Liu Tou staggeringly. Looking back, it was Master Huikong.

"Master Huikong, let go of this old man. Didn't you see that Wu Feng has fallen? Even if he is dead, he will not allow these evil spirits to ruin his body. This old man must snatch him back..." Old Liu The voice of the head said sadly.

Master Huikong raised his head and glanced at those vicious souls, only to see that those vicious souls were heading towards the direction where Wu Feng fell, and the masked old man was already rushing towards him with a whisk in his hand. Toufen said, Master Huikong put the old Liutou on his shoulders, and ran back in great strides, no matter how old Liutou was struggling endlessly on his shoulders.

"Hey...want to run? How can it be so easy, eat the poor sword talisman first!" The masked old man made another sword talisman, spotted monk Huikong and old Liu with a single tap After throwing it away, monk Huikong had already been prepared for it. At the same time as the masked old man threw the sword talisman, monk Huikong threw the Zen stick in his hand towards the sword talisman, and there was another loud noise. His fine steel Zen staff was blown out, and it collapsed seven to eight feet high before it hit the ground heavily.

Seeing that the monk Huikong was about to rush into the thought power barrier blessed by the little Zen monk with his back on his back, at this moment, there was a loud "squeak" in the air, followed by a gust of wind Coming, the blower couldn't stand at all, monk Huikong was taken aback, and hurriedly looked up, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, but saw a huge black monster hovering above his head at this moment. A large piece of it covered the sky above the head tightly. On the head of this huge monster was a pair of crimson eyes as big as the mouth of a bowl, flickering and flickering especially scary.

(End of this chapter)