Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

"Thank you, Elder Ji. Indeed, the life of the monks in the frontier is the most important thing. Thank you for your kindness. In the future, where Elder Ji will be useful, this city lord must go through fire and water!"

Xiong Da said in a deep voice, then his figure flickered and disappeared into the sky in a flash of light.

Seeing Xiong Da go away, Ji Lao and Huogan Shengzi looked at each other and smiled. Sure enough, Xiong Da is easy to deceive, and he can be subdued by playing a little emotional card.

It's just dealing with a batch of meat mountains during the tribulation period, how many things can be abolished?

But the favor in exchange is real.

...

After half an hour.

Xiong Da and Ji Lao arrived, and the scene was more bloody and heroic than before.

These monks just want to clean up the battlefield, and they will recycle one or two of the magic weapons and props that can be used, and they will immediately rescue the students who meet on the road.

Because Roshan had been completely cleaned up by the city lord, they let down their vigilance and searched for the relics of the monks and the wounded with all their heart, without even noticing that wisps of red mist had drifted into their noses.

By the time they reacted, it was already too late, their sanity was occupied by Roshan's stench, and they lost their minds and went mad and started killing each other, causing heavy casualties all of a sudden.

Xiong Da was very angry, these meat mountains are too good at taking advantage of loopholes, and they popped up again in just such a short time.

The kung fu was running, and he shot with all his strength, the phantom of the gods and demons in the void fell down, and the power of the primordial spirit attacked wildly.

A few breaths are enough to wipe out the battlefield. Without the obstruction of the meat mountain of the Mahayana stage, these existences of the transcending tribulation stage are not a single enemy, and they collapse in an instant.

Ji Lao didn't exert much effort, and performed his exercises on the sidelines, repeatedly roasting the remaining meat mountains on the battlefield, and the disgusting pieces of meat emitted green smoke, quickly slumped, and turned into puddles of pus.

"Why do these meat mountains appear so quickly? In the old man's impression, meat mountains should be a kind of monster that has no self-awareness and acts on instinct. The speed is very slow!"

The battlefield was swept away again, Ji Lao freed his hand and asked, he was also confused about the strange situation on the battlefield.

"I'm afraid it's because of the side effect of the previous black flame, and because of its obstruction at the border, a large number of meat mountains gathered at the edge of the flames. Now that the flames disappeared, all these meat mountains came out."

Xiong Da said solemnly.

"It seems that we won't be able to rest in a short time."

Roshan repeatedly appeared on the battlefield, and most of the monks were killed or injured. Xiong Da and Ji Lao did not dare to leave at will, and kept guarding the battlefield.

"City Master Xiong, it's not a solution to go on like this. It's impossible for us to wait here all the time. Most of the monks on the battlefield are dead and injured. They can't deal with the battlefield. We need a force that can fight against Roshan. Let's ask other cities for help. "

Elder Ji said slowly, he also saw it, as long as he and Xiong Dayi leave, the mountain of meat deep in the frontier is bound to come out and attack the monk's sanity.

Now the backbone of the third battlefield is almost bloodbathed, and it is difficult to make a difference with the remaining manpower.

It is necessary to rely on new vitality to resist Roshan.

"Damn it, how many meat mountains have gathered in the depths of this battlefield. I am going to the fourth battlefield to ask for help. Please trouble Ji Lao to be able to guard one or two."

Xiong Da said decisively, there are only two people on their side, but there are tens of thousands of meat mountains, and they don't have the ability to separate themselves, so they can't cover everything. There is no time to pay attention to other Roshan. It will probably be another massacre.

"It's a trivial matter. City Lord Xiong asked for help in person. They will definitely give this face."

Ji Lao laughed.

"Thank you!"

Xiong Da was very grateful, although he was an accidental acquaintance, but he helped him so much, the monks in the Huolin Cave were really gentlemen.

In the future, when the battlefield settles down, we must help Huogan Shengzi plan well, kill other Shengzi, and help him rise to the top.

Seeing Xiong Dayuan's leaving figure, Ji Lao's expression instantly became indifferent, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

The city lord of the third battlefield is just a simple-minded person with a simple mind. He just used a little trick to make him feel grateful. It will definitely be more handy.

"Master Ji, what do you need me to do?"

A monk came to ask below.

"Go, guard the battlefield well, the old man is back in the city, call me again if something happens."

Ji Lao looked cold and waved his hand impatiently.

He is the elder of Huolin Cave, and he is also the guardian of the Holy Son. His status is respected, even Xiong Da can't compare with him. How dare these rubbish monks talk to him casually, if it is not for the sake of Huolin's hegemony In fact, he had already slaughtered the other party.

As for the third battlefield, since Xiong Da was not around, he didn't need to put on a show anymore. It didn't matter how many monks were killed or injured below, as long as the situation on the battlefield could stabilize.

"Yes!"

...

at the same time.

Holy City, inside the City Lord's Mansion.

This place has been completely transformed into a huge bathhouse, and several figures are soaking in it, enjoying the double pleasure of body and heart.

The tables and maps that were originally placed in the center of the main hall had long since disappeared. Since Li Xiaobai took the lead, Yang Guang didn't have to worry about anything anymore.

Just do everything according to the boss's arrangement. Anyway, as long as you follow the boss, no matter what difficulties you have, you can easily solve them.

He just seized this opportunity, practice hard, and strive to be promoted to the Mahayana stage.

"Mr. Li, another bag of Huazi."

Yang Guang closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said with a relaxed expression.

"A superb spirit stone."

The old god Li Xiaobai is here.

"Taking a bath, write it down first, and we'll settle it together later."

Yang Guang said.

"Wang, give Master Er Gouzi a pack too!"

"Heck, I want it too!"

"If you can, give the old man a pack too, Lingshi will be recorded first."

After a few breaths, a group of people soaked in the bathhouse, puffing and puffing for a while, with expressions of enjoyment to the extreme.

Taking a bath while smoking Huazi is definitely the happiest moment in life, and it is more exciting than the moment when everyone steps into the road of practice.

"Mr. Li, what basis do you have for saying that the third battlefield will come to ask for help?"

Yang Guang still couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Li Xiaobai was selling in his gourd, so he asked in a daze.

"This is very simple, because I took away the black flames from the third battlefield, and now there are no more flames on the third battlefield."

Li Xiaobai took a sip of Huazi and said calmly.

"Young Master Li means..."

Several monks were refreshed when they heard the words. They knew what would happen after the flame disappeared. No wonder the old god Li Xiaobai was here these days, and he didn't panic at all. His feelings were waiting here!