Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 279
"Chichichi..."

A group of white-clothed disciples from Ning Qian's Spiritual Warfare Department galloped towards them with unparalleled killing intent. A dozen or so cultivators at the early stage of foundation establishment flashed from a distance and landed in Tianyue City in an instant. In front of him, the disciple of Lingbing holding the spirit weapon stared indifferently at the monk of Pingqing Temple in front of Tianyue City, his invisible killing intent pierced the sky, and went straight to the black-clothed monk Daoqing standing at the forefront.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the group of monks from Pingqing Temple behind Monk Daoqing, and a warm and vibrant aura came first and passed Monk Daoqing in an instant, colliding with the murderous intent of Ning Qianling's war department.

"Boom..."

A wave of shadowless spiritual energy filled the air, and a muffled groan came from behind Monk Daoqing.

"Master Mu, we are guests from afar, but you are facing each other with spiritual weapons. Is this how your Huashan treats guests?"

Monk Daoqing's face turned pale, and he was caught between the crowd whose spiritual power was rushing freely, his fat hand holding the rosary danced wildly and shouted loudly.

Mu Yun waved his hand and stopped Ning Qian's Spiritual War Department from continuing to move. The Spiritual War Department stagnated, the chill in the air lightened instantly, and the murderous intent from behind Monk Daoqing also quickly withdrew. It depends on the situation. , In this collision, the hidden master of Pingqing Temple suffered a bit.

Feeling that the aura in the air quickly calmed down, the sweaty monk Daoqing took a deep breath, and looked into the eyes of everyone, with even more fear.

"Master Mu, Huashan's majestic fourth-rank sect has successively mobilized two spiritual warfare departments in front of the mountain gate. Is this how your Huashan sect treats guests?"

Taking a breath, the arrogance and disdain on Monk Daoqing's face disappeared, and he questioned the arrogant Muyun in a calm tone.

"Monk Daoqing, you have to see clearly. This is Mount Hua, and this is my territory. If you act wild here, don't let me do anything. These two spiritual warfare departments can tear you to pieces. As for your coming this time Whether there are any hidden masters in the crowd is not what I care about. As long as you obediently go to my Huashan and participate in the monster hunting according to my Huashan's arrangement, the benefits will be indispensable to you, but if you want to get some attention, then don't blame This seat does not give the little monk Kongse any face."

Mu Yun glanced at Monk Daoqing, whose face turned white and red, and said in a tone full of ridicule, "Our fourth child is telling the truth, little monk Daoqing, as long as you, Monk Daoqing, restrain the monk of Pingqing Temple and give me peace." Safe and secure, I, Huashan, naturally have your benefits. If you can't make it to the master to enter the city safely, then ask the master behind you."

Monk Daoqing ignored the red and white changes on his face, and turned his head to look at the backbone of his heart. Seeing that pale face, he couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. Huashan's group of spiritual soldiers are so powerful!

Seeing that monk Daoqing turned his head, the monk in white cursed Daoqing, this idiot, and closed his eyes helplessly. He was an idiot when people told him to ask. In this situation, do you still need to ask? Just go in.Seeing Monk Daoqing's fat face asking for instructions, the little monk in white closed his eyes helplessly.

"Enter the city, let's enter the city. Amitabha, the pastor, please lead us into the city."

Monk Daoqing saw that his backer closed his eyes, and immediately understood that the situation was stronger than others. Under the low eaves, he had to bow his head. Monk Daoqing saluted Muyun very bachelor.

Mu Yun randomly assigned a disciple to lead the monks of Pingqing Temple into Tianyue City.

Looking at the backs of the group of monks from Pingqing Temple, Nanmen Luo raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and asked Ning Qian who was standing behind Muyun with a smile.

"Qian'er, just now your Spiritual Warfare Department had a secret confrontation with that monk, how is the strength of the other party's hidden master?"

Ning Qian's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and his eyes were full of strong anticipation, "That man is a master, uncle, and the monk's strength may even be higher than yours."

Nanmen Luochou's face was overjoyed, his face was suddenly filled with strong anticipation, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said expectantly, "I'm really looking forward to it, if the senior brother in charge allows me to fight him Enough."

……

At the foot of Huashan Mountain, inside the mountain gate.

A white-clothed cultivator in tattered clothes sat cross-legged in the shadows, a faint khaki-colored light curtain enveloping him, the khaki-colored light curtain was quite strange, enveloping him and almost blending with the earth, indistinguishable from each other.If Sun Yang was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this is the old man who bumped into him, but he lost his beard.

The white-clothed cultivator still has lingering fears when he thinks of the moment he entered the spirit beast garden with the help of his identity badge, and when he faced that golden fox-shaped spirit beast.

The huge wave of air rushing towards his face was like a mountain pressing down on the top. At that moment, he felt a strong smell of death. If it weren't for the protective belt on his body that had a random teleportation array, the white-clothed cultivator would be afraid. It has been completely turned into dust in the golden sound waves.

His eyes kept lingering in front of the gate of Huashan Mountain. The cultivator in white was quite depressed. The waist card and jade charm that were quite useful when he came in were useless now. What was even more outrageous was that when he wanted to use When it escaped from the Huashan gate, it even attracted a group of Huashan disciples. If it hadn't stimulated a third-grade spiritual treasure given to him by an elder of the Liang family in the strange business world when he set off, which cut off the breath around his body, he would be afraid It is also dead in the hands of Huashan disciples.

This spirit treasure can persist for twelve hours, and the cultivator in white knows very well that as long as he takes the opportunity to sneak in when his sect enters the mountain protection formation tomorrow, he can escape from here.Now, the cultivator in white is confident that he has a third-grade spiritual treasure body protection, and no one on Huashan can find himself, not even the Golden Core cultivator.

……

Jiang Yan stood beside the mountain gate with his hands behind his back, frowning as he listened to Lin Lu's report, and finally asked Yan Feng what to say.

"Sun Yang's identity badge and rune map information have disappeared?"

Yan Feng nodded respectfully, and continued, "Not only are the imprints of the two gone, but also the secondary card of Senior Brother Sun Yang's identity badge is also gone. According to what you taught us, Master, Junior Brother Sun's identity badge should be It’s completely destroyed.”

Jiang Yan strolled around twice in front of the mountain gate, his eyes swept over the plants and trees beside the mountain gate, and suddenly, a transparent information interface appeared in front of Jiang Yan's eyes.

Name: Cheng Yinbei
School: Pingqing Temple (third rank), Qishang Liang Family (sixth rank)
Occupation: Elder (Pingqing Temple), Elder (Liang family in Qishangjie)
Cultivation level: Golden Core Floating Boundary
Weapon: Earth Wheel (Level [-])
Magic Jue: Great Compassion Curse (second-level middle-level), Wushangquan (second-level upper-level), Purdue Pluto Art (second-level middle level), condensing fire art, psychic art, sword control...

Merit points: 3.10
Root bone: 46
Attribute: soil

Comprehensive combat power: 300~330
Friendship: —— (personal), -5 (zongmen)
"There is someone here!"

This was Jiang Yan's first thought, a light cyan light curtain condensed in his hands, Jiang Yan was about to capture the elders of Pingqing Temple and the Liang family who were hiding in the dark.

"Big Brother"

Yun Ying's crisp shout came in from outside the mountain gate, occasionally mixed with the roar of a heavenly dog.

(End of this chapter)