Alien replication system

Chapter 198 Mountains and Rivers

The ghosts and seven ghosts didn't answer for a long time, the crazy monk seemed extremely impatient, waved his hands casually, and said: "It's quite lively now, there is a girl from the northern cold land over there, here it is again The three sons of the gods, who are they?"

The crazy monk raised his head and glanced at the Cang Qing guest in mid-air, "Isn't it the master of the Beast God Palace? You said you are joining in the fun with a bunch of juniors. You are a lot of age, so what kind of treasure are you robbing? The thing is that I haven’t figured out anything, so why bother!”

When the crazy monk yelled like this, Cang Qingke immediately turned his attention to this nondescript monk.This fat monk was wearing a tattered cassock, and his bald head was true, but he was holding a floating dust used by Taoists in his hand.

Looking behind the mad monk, it was a strange Taoist with a bun, wearing a Taoist robe, but holding a wooden fish in his hand, standing beside him was a young man in rags, so A pair of combinations, it touches people feel extremely weird.

At this moment, the same old woman with a ghost-headed crutch who no one dared to approach before spoke, but there was a kind of uncertainty in her voice, "You two... Could it be that wicked Taoist priest who is popular in the mainland, and... ...the crazy monk?"

The crazy monk choked, looked at the old woman suspiciously, grabbed a few bald heads, and spat at the wicked Taoist priest, "Have you seen the Taoist dog, you stinky Taoist who sells fake medicine is now recognized by everyone!" , How many people have you cheated!"

The wicked Taoist gave a disdainful glance, hit the wooden fish with a "bang" sound, and said, "Crazy monk, don't push the blame around. It seems that you have dug a lot of other people's ancestral graves, right?"

Seeing that the two of them didn't talk to her at all, the old woman was not angry. Instead, she leaned over, tapped the ground lightly with the ghost-headed crutches, and said, "Since the two of you have also come to this Yuanxiao Ridge, I'm afraid the old man can only When this trip to the far west is for nothing, I will leave now, and I will no longer participate in the rare treasure of Yuan Xiaoling." Saying this, he was about to ride on the ghost-headed walking stick and leave.

Cang Qingke frowned, and suddenly said: "Wait a minute, if the prediction is correct, this should be Granny Xuanyin, but Cang doesn't understand, why is Granny Xuanyin?"

Granny Xuanyin paused, sneered, and said, "Sect Master Cang, I think you should stop wasting your efforts in vain, and the same is true for other fellows."

"Under this world, only things called treasures by wicked Taoist priests are called treasures, and only treasures that crazy monks miss. Even if you steal the ancestral hall of your Beast God Palace, you can get it. Others... can't get it if they want to." ..."

Granny Xuanyin said, poking the ghost-headed crutch in her hand towards the empty space, and said, "Also, Sect Master Cang, you have trapped everyone in this mountain and river map behind your back, your appetite...is too big!"

With Granny Xuanyin poking out with her cane, a colorful barrier was suddenly pulled up on the ground, and this barrier actually surrounded everyone present.The disciples of the Beast God Palace have quietly formed a huge economic formation, trapping everyone in the map of mountains and rivers.

The crazy monk was still jumping, "Hey, Wuliang is a god, what is that dazzling sound, isn't it, Lord Buddha, when did I steal the ancestral hall of the Beast God Palace, don't spit blood!" Suddenly touched two bald heads, bowed his head He muttered, "However, I have been to some kind of ice tomb, and there is nothing in it..."

Cang Qingke's complexion changed, and suddenly he gave a few words to a disciple beside him, and that disciple immediately ran to the Beast God Palace, obviously the crazy monk's words "ice tomb" really meant something.

But right now, it seems that he also needs to face hundreds of thousands of martial arts in front of him, including Granny Xuanyin whose cultivation level is no weaker than his, that gloomy old man, a few newcomers of evil ways, and even a fellow The person from the North Cold Land, one of the giants of the Righteous Way, is that woman from the Snow Palace in the Extreme North, right?

And these are not Cang Qingke's worries. He is worried about that wicked Taoist priest and crazy monk. Hearing Granny Xuanyin's words, he feels that there are some changes in this.

Just when Cang Qingke was thinking about how to deal with it, suddenly, there was a loud noise from the sky, he raised his head suddenly, and saw the end of the sky, deep in the sky above Yuanxiao Ridge, endless thunder clouds were gathering, and the thunder and lightning horned dragon was roaring , its momentum is many times stronger than when the purple egg was born just now...

The furious thunder was roaring, the thunder clouds were rolling, and the huge momentum was even more spectacular than that of the purple egg Mu Lei before.

Everyone looked towards the horizon, and saw nine huge beams of bright yellow light rising from far away, straight to the sky, straight to the end of the sky, piercing through the thick thundercloud, letting the thunder and lightning roar is still not enough. Impressed.

Another coercion from heaven, what is going on?Not long after entering Yuanxiao Ridge, the strange fragrance of medicine, the magical medicine grown from the coffin, the purple egg that attracted the thunder of heaven, and the even more terrifying coercion of heaven appeared now, the nine beams of bright yellow light , what is it?A series of strange phenomena seem to indicate that a major event is about to happen in Yuanxiao Ridge.

But at this time and here, these are not what everyone wants to consider, but the economic formation of the Beast God Palace that traps everyone in it - the map of mountains and rivers, they are all waiting for Cang Qingke's explanation.

The ghost-headed cane in Granny Xuanyin's hand tapped steadily on the ground, apart from the groans of the wounded, there was only silence in the surroundings.

Among the nine strange beasts, except for the little white fox which was captured by Mr. Gui and put in Chu Feng's arms at this time, the seven ghosts were guarding the yellow bird in several other places, and the rest of the strange beasts were also surrounded by everyone. Among them, the ownership has not been separated for a while, and the coercion of heaven that appeared again paused this kind of competition for a while.

Even, there were quite a few malicious eyes gradually focused on the little white fox who was sleeping in Chu Feng's arms. This was also one of the nine strange beasts.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, was puzzled. What was the origin of this "Ghost Young Master" who suddenly appeared in front of him? How did he know that what he wanted was Xiaoying who had been summoned to Yuanxiao Ridge by an inexplicable force? What's going on, how did it split out from the purple light group, and became one of the nine strange beasts, the reincarnation of the nine-tailed sky fox, how did it become the current scene?

The so-called reincarnation of the nine-tailed beast is the nine-headed beast?

But looking at Youhun, Seven Ghosts, and Wu Xiu who surrounded him and others, Chu Feng knew that this was not the time to ask, he could only feel that this so-called "Ghost Young Master" did not have any malice towards him, or... As if he knew himself.

Granny Xuanyin didn't move. She knew that this map of mountains and rivers was composed of hundreds of small formations interlocking. Can't break the map of mountains and rivers.

Xuanyin also didn't have any hope for other people, this time entering Yuanxiao Ridge, except for Wuxiu, it is impossible for any unscrupulous Taoist master to come in and seek death.

Although the Daoist Taoists possess impressive economical skills when they are strong, even ordinary martial arts practitioners have to retreat, but in this Yuanxiao Ridge, their weak bodies cannot resist the poisonous insects and beasts here, and they have no self-protection ability. Ridge is simply dying.

The skinny old man covered his face with a gloomy face, and stood with his arms folded. He has not said a word until now, but stared at Cang Qingke with a pair of falcon-like eyes.

"Hehe, everyone is worrying too much, Cang has no other intentions..." Cang Qingke let out a haha, with a smile on his face, but judging from his appearance, he seemed to be delaying something.

"What does Sect Master Cang mean?" Xuanyin snorted coldly.

"Wuliang's grandpa is a god, let me say... Cang Sect Master, hurry up and remove this tortoise shell, Lord Buddha, I have to rush to the next game!" The crazy monk thrust the floating dust back into his waist, and "snapped" He knocked on the ragged young man's head, opened his mouth and took a sip of wine, and by the way, wiped the oil on the young man's arm with the chicken leg.

Hearing these nondescript words, Chu Feng looked at the wicked Taoist priest and the mad monk. He couldn't take his gaze away from that ragged young man... who lost to him in the White Dragon City freshman competition... Mo Wudao ?

(End of this chapter)