Chapter 97 It's You (asking for monthly ticket) At the same time, three hundred miles west of Qingshan County. A ray of white light fell hurriedly into a valley. The figure of Monk Yuanzhen appeared. At this moment, the cracks in his flesh and blood spread all over his body. He looked as ferocious as a ghost, his blood was almost drained out, and a pair of eyes that were more brutal than those of a demon scanned the valley. But the valley was full of broken mountaintops, fallen trees, and huge pits, as if it had experienced a brutal battle, leaving the place unrecognizable. Yuan Zhen's twisted and ferocious face changed slightly. Could this be the trace of the battle between Ye Guming from Langya Mountain and the mountain beast? He rushed towards the mountain lion's cave, but found only a smashed ruin. No, no. Yuan Zhen's grumpy face became uglier and uglier.

What about the tiger? Where did my medicine go? Yes, yes, yes, there is also the Ten Directions Demon Subduing Mantra. He closed his eyes, and the sound of chanting scriptures began to move his lips. It was like a mighty echo, reverberating throughout the valley and even reaching more than ten miles away. One minute, two minutes... Half a cup of tea later, the monk suddenly opened his eyes and roared ferociously: "Impossible, impossible!" "Even if Ye Guming asked his junior sister to help, he would never be able to kill that beast." "My great medicine, my great medicine!" He was running around the valley like a madman going insane. While he was "going crazy", the noise here alarmed many things in the forest. On the trees and in the grass around the valley, pairs of eyes looked at the crazy monk in surprise, and their gazes kept moving along with the monk. A bird took off and fluttered away into the distance. At this moment, having lost his last straw, Yuan Zhen, who was imprisoned, was gasping for breath and his body could no longer support him. He forced himself to calm down, chanting the Heart Sutra, and thinking of any possible way to save himself. However, given the poor condition of the physical body and the incomplete Yin Soul, the only possibility is for the Yin Soul to leave the body and then find a suitable body to parasitize. However, this method is also extremely dangerous. Even if it succeeds, the cultivation level will be greatly reduced, and it will be impossible for him to pursue the Great Dao in the future. Moreover, there are no conditions for this in the desolate mountains and wilderness here. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked around with grim eyes. With his remaining senses, he felt that many eyes were staring at him. Birds on the trees, hares hiding in the grass, and elks stretching their necks to look at it... He vaguely sensed something was odd. Why don’t these wild animals run away in fear? Could it be that these guys are also laughing at me, a stray dog? He roared angrily and was about to catch a few to vent his anger.

What a bullshit God that is merciful. But at this moment, a snoring sound was heard. "Hmph, what are you arguing about?" "what do you?" I saw a sturdy wild boar rushing over, and its charming little eyes looked down at Yuanzhen from above the valley. Looking at the ferocious appearance and violent breath of the monk, it was obvious that this was the abnormal movement that the adults mentioned, and it had already reported it. "Pig demon? No, I actually feel the incense from you, little demon." "Are you the grass-headed god here?" Yuan Zhen's gaze turned and his eyes suddenly lit up. He let out a ferocious roar and raised his hand. A large hand full of true energy condensed in the void, whistling away and grabbing towards the pig monster. "What happened here, and where's that Tousan-kun?" When the pig demon saw that the monk was about to attack, he let out an angry roar from his throat, and then the fangs on his sharp mouth began to vibrate and a white light grew. "Swoosh". A beam of white light broke through the air and slashed directly at the huge hand that was grabbing it. "boom" There was a roar. The white light shattered the big hand and continued to whiz towards Yuan Zhen. Yuan Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hissed: "Sword intent? How can a little demon have that?" Before he could finish his words, a white light came screaming in. Monk Yuanzhen's face quickly turned red, his throat moved and he uttered a few strange syllables. "moo" "Bah" "coax" Among the eight sounds of heaven and dragon that I practiced, three of them are extraordinary. The superimposed Sanskrit sounds suddenly caused the void to roar, and the invisible air waves and white light collided violently. After a few seconds of stalemate, the white light finally dissipated. Monk Yuanzhen took a few steps back, coughing up blood. His body was about to fall apart. He looked at the pig demon with a mixture of shock and anger. "Who is you?" The pig demon rolled in his throat and snored in a seemingly foolish way. "My Lord, you asked me to patrol the mountain." "Sir?" Yuan Zhen heard this and immediately thought of a series of possibilities. His voice became gnashed with teeth. "Are you the contracted demon under the command of the patrol captain here?" "Damn it, it must be him who did it."

He was talking about the tiger beast and his great medicine. He remembered that there was a mark of the tiger beast's location on his arm when he was killed. Thinking of this, he became furious and pounced on the wild boar. After one stick of incense, they were dozens of miles away from the Tiger Roaring Valley. The rumbling sound shook the forest, and a sturdy wild boar ran wildly with a grunt. He shook his head from time to time, and a white light as thick as a thumb flashed into the sky. That monk is crazy. The true meaning bestowed by the adults is becoming less and less, and now it can only run towards Qingshan County with a roar. A few dozen meters behind him, a monk with a broken arm was flying over the mountains and forests like a madman. Lotus flowers were dancing under his feet, and the Eight Sounds of Heaven and Dragon were bombarding the pig demon. At this moment, all the bloody cracks in his flesh and the hideous injuries disappeared. Because just now, his physical body finally collapsed, and now only his Yin spirit is left. The most shameful thing was that it was crushed to pieces by a pig monster. He was so angry that he wanted to kill the pig. Suddenly, from the distant sky, a silver light broke through the air and arrived in an instant. When Yuan Zhen saw the silver light, he thought of a familiar scene. His expression changed. "It's you!" A roar. Lotus flowers were dancing under his feet, and his Yin Spirit transformed into three figures, shooting towards three directions. But at this moment, the earth rumbled loudly. Immediately afterwards, three mountains rose from the ground, blocking the direction of the three figures. The mountains shook violently, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly shook the three phantoms together, revealing the true form of Monk Yuanzhen. At this moment, Yuan Zhen's pupils widened in shock and he lost his voice in horror, as if he suddenly understood everything. "The fourth level!" "Patrol Captain, are you Chen Yuan?" At this time, a golden light fell on one of the mountaintops, and the cold light looked at this "old friend". "How do you know my name?" Chen Yuan spoke.

He remembered that when this monk tried to steal the green lamp, he had a fight with the other party. The other party only knew that he was the patrol captain from his boxing skills, and he did not tell him his name. Yuan Zhen stared at Chen Yuan intently. "I see!" "It seems you killed that mountain king." "The Demon Cult's army's unusual movements are also because of you." "You have opened the fourth level." "It's not unfair for this monk to lose. But..." He said this with a loud shout, "Do you know that because of you, disciples from several major forces in Fuguan were implicated by you on their way to Qingshan and were killed by the Demon Cult Qinglong." Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows. "Life and death are determined by fate. What do you want to say?" "This is all cause and effect, you can't escape it!" Yuan Zhen laughed, his eyes suddenly became fierce, his face twisted, and his Yin Spirit grew rapidly. He's going to blow himself up. Originally, he only had his Yin spirit left and wouldn't live long. Chen Yuan's eyes turned cold, and a silver light flashed in them, calming the other party's unstable spirit. Yuan Zhen's face changed. However, he saw his Yin Spirit slowly and steadily solidify under the illumination of the silver light, and he could not help but feel surprised and confused. "What do you want to do?" After a person has made up his mind to die, when he is stopped, he will instead develop a desire to survive. Yuan Zhen is the same. But the next second, Chen Yuan turned into a shadow and his fist came crashing down. "boom" The monk opened his eyes wide, then looked at his pierced chest. Then, a golden flame rose from the hole and engulfed him. Soon, with a scream, his soul was destroyed. Chen Yuan looked at this guy drifting away with the wind, his eyes turning cold. This evil monk had evil intentions. Before he died, he even wanted to disrupt his spiritual mind! At this time, in Baidi City, thousands of miles away, a turmoil suddenly arose! I will post two chapters together. Please give me a monthly ticket.   (End of this chapter)