Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang didn't know much about Maoshan North Zong (except Feng Yu), but with this Lingbozi, there is really a side: when I was in charge of saving my post, I entrusted Qingyunzi to help and take this Lingbozi from the yin I found it and broke the path of the worm on the back of the Qing... If Yun Chunsheng mentioned the name, Ye Shaoyang would have forgotten this person.

At the moment, Chongyun Chunsheng smiled and said: "Zu Shi, anyway, I am a Maoshan pulse, you should not inquire about my origins."

Yun Chunsheng listened to him and said that he guessed it right. The Northern Buddhism disciple has always been secretive and unwilling to expose his own life. It is also understandable. In the present, he said to Ye Shaoyang: "Nan Zongbeizong, this is a family. There is no good or evil in the law. You are very talented in the poor roads. You are also expected to keep your heart and mind, and to cultivate and practice, and not to go astray."

"The teacher's lesson is." Ye Shaoyang arched his hand and perfunctored.

At this time, the sneaky side has ended the prayer, and walked to the mountain gate with a disciple.

The mountain gate was wide open, and there was no disciple of Taohuashan. Wutong and others walked straight across the mountain gate and headed for the mountain.

"Starting the war!"

The disciples of these small sects were very excited, followed by the noisy followers, and Ye Shaoyang looked at them. The number of people added together was at least a few hundred.

It is a flourishing world of magic.

"Let's go up too!" Ye Shaoyang finished, and also followed the big forces.

His heart is also full of expectations. It is not to see what the big scenes of the day and the battle of the stars and the sea. The scene does not know how many times bigger than this, the stronger is more, not to mention that he is still the protagonist. Participate. As far as the big scene is concerned, Ye Shaoyang feels that these people who are present should have no more people than they know.

What he is looking forward to is to look at the mysterious man on the Taohua Mountain. Who is it, the spell guild has sent so many elites to encircle him, can he survive?

"Indus, you are careful!" Ye Shaoyang touched the place not far behind the indus, and reminded him.

Wu Tong looked back at him and nodded.

Zhang Xiaohan walked on the side, his face was very unsightly, but he was self-proclaimed. He did not bicker with Ye Shaoyang. Chen Xiaoyu, beside him, did not hesitate to ridicule the amount: "You don't think too much about this, or care about yourself. Let's go!"

Ye Shaoyang still smiles on his face and ignores him.

Now is not the time to deal with him, he can bear it, anyway, this day.

Although there is no doubt about his own strength, but the spell guild is waiting for everyone, still very careful, step by step for the camp to go up the mountain, but all the way, did not encounter ambushes and the like, did not see a figure, behind the wizards are full of heart Suspicion, what happened at the beginning, and some even thought that the disciples of Taohuashan had sneaked away.

I climbed to the top of the mountain, crossed the main hall, and came under the highest mountain. All doubts were explained: on the highest peak of the Peach Blossom Mountain, there is a pavilion, sitting on the corner of the pavilion, sitting on the knees. The man in blue.

Needless to say, this is the mysterious character who has been guessing for a long time in the spell world. For a time, the eyes of the Masters fell on the blue man, and various discussions were held about his identity. Is it a human being, a ghost, or something else?

Because the distance is too far, even though Ye Shaoyang is trying hard to look at it, she still can't see the man's face. Below the pavilion, the mountain road is covered with peach trees on both sides, and the peach blossoms are clustered. Under each tree, there is a person standing.

The disciples of Taohuashan are here. Ye Shaoyang has roughly counted the number, and the number is almost one hundred. They stand like this, and they are motionless. Naturally, some sort of formation is arranged.

At the end of the mountain road, a little below the path, stood an old Taoist who wore a water wave robe and a crown. His hands were in front of him, and he looked down. He said coldly: "The poor road is the owner of Taohua Mountain. The mountain river is a real person, and I am waiting for my Taohua Mountain. I don’t know why?"

The sneaky scorpion went down to the peak and looked up at the top. He said, "You have a hidden enchanting Taohua Mountain, a sinister sorcerer in the magical world. Before three days, I will use the magical guild to make you go through the night, so that you will wait for the downhill, but you are obsessed with it. Today, I am going to go up the mountain together, come to kill the enchanting, and give you the last chance. If you lead a disciple down the mountain, it will be unscrupulous. If you resist again, you will betray the magical world. I will go to the massacre and go to the mud. It’s hard to live, you think about it!"

The real people in the mountains and rivers snorted and said: "There are no eyes and no gods. But the poor roads are too lazy to distinguish. Since you want to kill my master, I am not a peach, but I am not bullying. You are bullying me now. Shanmen, then come, there is death!"

"The arm is blocking the car, the arm is blocking the car!" Ye Shaoyang is full of such remarks.

"What do you think?" Miao Xin asked Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang shook his head and his eyes were locked on the blue man's body. Although he couldn't see his face, he felt very familiar with Ye Shaoyang. He seemed to have seen it...

Ye Shaoyang’s heart, vaguely thought of a person... The heart suddenly became cold, impossible... is that person?

"Let's take a look at it and start playing." Ye Shaoyang's speech, at the foot of the mountain, sounded a sneaky "giggle" laugh. "Since you die and don't repent, then I don't have any scruples, everyone starts. Do not kill!"

The disciples of the 20th second tier team heard the order and immediately rushed over the mountain road.

As soon as I set foot on the mountain road, almost at the same time, the wind blew up, blowing peach trees and flowers, and countless peach blossoms flew in the wind, but in order, from the top of the mountain, the twenty spells The disciples of the guild are wrapped in the middle...

Sure enough, it is a battlefield, and the scope is limited to the top of the mountain road. There is no wind at all under the mountain, and there is no power at all. But just watching this scene proves the power of this method.

The shadows of nearly twenty people, looming in the sea of ​​flowers, are their own practices, resisting the storm.

"Climb up, kill the defenders, the power of the array will weaken!" The ghost screamed.

These disciples who entered the battlefield marched **** the mountain road, approaching the disciples under the peach trees.

A scream.

It is a Taohuashan disciple who is closest to the foot of the mountain and was killed.

The crowd continued to go up the mountain and killed the second one. As a result, when the third one was killed, one of them was blown away by the storm, and immediately the body was smashed by the seemingly weak petals, and even the soul was smashed...