Compared to this thing's huge size, it doesn't even have a scratch on its skin!

And its strange cry of "croaking" shocked everyone, and their brains seemed to be boiling. Those true immortals could barely resist, but many monks in the heaven and human realm who were protected by the true immortals were one by one.

There was bleeding from all the orifices, and some people were directly killed on the spot.

Taoist Qingnang pointed out the direction of retreat, and many monks who were a little embarrassed by the big toad did not hesitate and immediately galloped away in the direction he pointed.

As expected, there were few insects and beasts along the way. The large group of men and horses broke through the encirclement in a few sprints and escaped into the large dead poplar forest next to the swamp. Even so, among the group of true immortals at the back, there were also more than a dozen weak ones.

, the unlucky guy with a poor body protection fairy was rolled up by the big toad and stuffed into his stomach.

Taoist Qingnang saw that he had suffered heavy losses, his face was as gloomy as a dark cloud, and his mood was inexplicably bad to the extreme. Evil fire came out of nowhere and shot directly into the sky, making his Taoist heart gradually unbalanced.

He inexplicably remembered what Wan Xiang said to him when he was in Tieshi Village.

He remembered the name 'Fahai'.

Reminds me of Daluo Blood List.

I remembered the strong murderous intention of my master, Mr. Mayfly, towards ‘Fa Hai’...

He also thought about how this time he commanded a large group of troops to enter the wilderness and still failed. He failed to capture the secret palace and the spiritual root of heaven and earth. He would lose troops and generals, causing heavy losses to Senluo's lineage.

How can we give an explanation to the faction bosses!

Hmm, maybe it would be a good way to kill the thief Fa Hai, complete the reward on Da Luo's blood list, and gain the favor of Mayfly Zi?

Gradually, Taoist Qingnang forgot the main goal of his visit this time, and instead focused all his thoughts on how to find and kill Fahai.

"Da Luo Blood List, Da Luo Blood List... Hehe, if I can kill Fa Hai, maybe the master will appreciate me more. If I can become a disciple of the master, it will be enough to compete with Zhenjun Liexu.

Que Zhenjun is on an equal footing and has become the true successor of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect's lineage... Tsk!"

Unexpectedly, Taoist Qingnang's fate was infected by a strange aura, and he gradually fell into a state of uncontrollable delirium.

This wisp of dense energy even followed the cause and effect of Taoist Qingnang and the true immortals of the Senluo lineage behind him, and gradually spread to the true immortals who were traveling with him, and then gradually extended to the elite monks who were accompanying them.

The big toad was originally chasing after him with great interest, but inexplicably, it shuddered, screamed twice in an extremely frightened "croak", and crashed into a deep mire, its huge body quickly

It was submerged in the mud and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the huge swamp, those insect beasts gradually stopped. They hid in the mud, quietly waiting for the next one, or the next wave of prey to arrive.

In the other direction, Iron Shackle Buddha, Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha and dozens of accompanying disciples were frowning, standing on a hilltop stained with blood. In all directions, there were corpses of all kinds of ferocious beasts.

The corpses of the natives in these wild mountains were mutilated and broken. They were obviously crushed to death with pure violence.

The condor monk shook his palms, and a few drops of blood slipped down his fingertips. His palms suddenly became clean and spotless.

He folded his hands and saluted the Dragon Elephant Treasure Buddha, and said in a low voice: "Master, these wild and desolate mountains are difficult to walk on, and they are indeed well-deserved. We, it seems, are a little... lost!"

The expressions of the Iron Fong Buddha and the Dragon Elephant Treasure Buddha became extremely subtle.

Look at the composition of their team - two Buddhas, six great Bodhisattvas, and dozens of masters of the Bodhisattva realm. They actually got lost in this mountain!

The two Buddhas looked at each other, looking a little embarrassed.

They should really find some guides in the ninth city of Zhenzi and make some thorough preparations.

But who would have thought that these damn wild mountains could really be so difficult to deal with?

How could a mighty Buddha get lost?

"Senior Brother Longxiang, that senior brother, his hermitage place...ahem, do you really know the way?" Iron Sword Buddha looked at Longxiang Terma Buddha with some doubt.

"This... I know, I know." Longxiang Terma Buddha's face was a little hot, and he murmured: "That senior brother, his secluded place is in Demon Slaughter Ridge... It is an extremely majestic place.

Big mountain, famous mountain, as long as we can find a few wild natives and make some inquiries, we will definitely know the exact location of Demon Slaughter Ridge."

The condor monk on the side closed his eyes forcefully.

Only then did he realize that his master was so unreliable sometimes!

The Iron Fong Buddha looked dumbfounded as he looked at the Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha - Aboriginal? Along the way, they had been in the wild mountains for several days. They met a few ghost figures, but they had no intelligence at all, and they were all killed.

They killed... As for the natives who were intelligent and could communicate, they really didn't meet any of them!

At this time, behind the hilltop, in an extremely long, narrow and twisted valley, there was movement.

"Everyone of you, listen carefully, Ancestor Wutou. He is a famous ancestor in the nearby mountains thousands of miles away. When our king sees him, he must respectfully call him "grandfather."

"Those thieving monks from the Blood Buddha Temple actually killed the Dove-Headed Demon Ancestor... Oh, that was the ruthless guy who once broke three of our king's legs for a pretty girl. He actually died this time.

, but a good death!”

"Ancestor Wu Tou dotes on him very much. The last time our king complained to Ancestor Wu Tou about his crooked behavior, the case was not successful. Instead, Ancestor Wu Tou had all his big teeth knocked out!"

"So, this time, Patriarch Wutou issued a killing order for the Ancestor Dove-headed Demon, asking us to target those thieving monks and find a way to kill them, as well as everyone with them!"

"Let me tell you, I am the most kind and considerate of the younger generation. Seeing that I have eaten most of the blood food that you have worked so hard to hunt in your daily life, I would like to remind you - this is a matter for a big shot.

, Stop interfering! People will die!"

"Do you know what to do? Just follow me, be a happy salted fish, find a sunny place, lie down in the grass nest, lie there until dark, then go back to the cave and have a good meal

...no surprises, just another day!"

"Don't even think about taking the reward from Ancestor Wutou... Let alone those thieves and monks who can kill the Ancestor Dove-head Demon, it's easy to kill us. Even if we accidentally kill those thieves

Monk, the king is watching, can you get the reward?"

"Instead of bleeding and sweating desperately, why not find a way to lie down more comfortably?"

"As for being a monster, don't take it too seriously... You have already reduced yourself to chewing raw meat in these wild mountains. Do you still want to stand up? Even if someone can, look at you all, you are so messed up.

Is it worthy?"

Iron Fong Buddha, Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha's face twitched.

The Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha glanced at the Condor Monk.

The Condor Monk clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to the Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha: "Master indeed has boundless magical powers. He said that he would ask the natives for directions, but these natives came to his door automatically... Uh, this Blood Buddha Temple?"

Long Xiang Fu Zang Buddha showed an enigmatic smile: "Demon Slaughter Ridge, Blood Buddha Temple, is where that senior brother retreats... Go get those little monsters and ask clearly what happened.

thing."

In the blink of an eye, the Condor Monk captured a large group of hundreds of beasts whose cultivation levels were probably at the level of Golden Lotus Planting to Golden Lotus Opening. They had just been able to transform, but they were not yet completely transformed. They retained a lot of beast characteristics.

Most of the species are various mountain rats, field rats, bamboo rats, moles and other small monsters.

The leader of this group of little demons was a bamboo rat spirit who was about three feet tall, with a waist circumference of more than three feet, indescribably fat, and a simple and ignorant face.

Looking blankly at the Iron Shackle Buddha, the Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha and other powerful figures whose bodies were shrouded in the Buddha's light, the bamboo rat spirit knelt on the ground with a bang and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Ancestor

, you are here... I am in a devil's cave, and my heart is towards Buddhism... I beg for mercy, for salvation... Our king is really not a thing, all the Buddhas should save him as soon as possible... I am willing to join

Buddhism, be a cow or a horse, life after life!"

The bamboo rat spirit rubbed his eyes vigorously, but he couldn't shed a single tear for a long time.

So, he was cruel and bit his tongue hard.

However, he misjudged the sharpness and strength of his own tongue. He bit down hard and chewed off the tip of his tongue with a 'snap' sound. Blood spattered everywhere, severe pain hit, and the bamboo rat spirit 'ouched' in pain.

Screaming, two lines of hot tears suddenly rolled down.

With tears and blood spurting out, he hissed and wailed at the two Buddhas: "The little demon swears a blood oath to be a cow or a horse, life and death, and never betray... Little demon, swear allegiance to the death!"

The two Buddhas' claws are a little numb.

They have lived in Buddhism for countless years, how many years have they not encountered such lazy, third-rate people?

They have completely forgotten how to deal with this kind of unworthy little monster.

After hesitating for a moment, Longxiang Terma Buddha said dryly: "If you can help us find the Blood Buddha Temple or the monks in the Blood Buddha Temple... That's not a bad idea... No way..."

The Buddha's light flashed in the eyes of the two Buddhas, and they looked deeply at the bamboo rat spirit.

Their hearts suddenly jumped slightly.

No wonder it is said that the Demon Suppressing Ridge Defense Line was set up in those days, and countless demons and demons were selected from rare breeds with the rarest and purest bloodlines and sent to the wild mountains in the south to suppress and imprison them.

For this bamboo rat spirit with such a low cultivation level, the blood in his body is actually quite extraordinary?

However, the bloodline is obviously suppressed and covered up by some acquired miscellaneous auras. If someone with great supernatural powers can sort out his bloodline and stimulate the innate talent passed down from his ancestors, this bamboo rat spirit... has a lot to do!

Even if you accept it, as the spiritual beast guarding the mountain, it won't be too embarrassing!

Not only this bamboo rat spirit, but also a large group of various rat spirits in the back. Their bloodline is also very valuable... Tsk, this wild mountain is dangerous and chaotic, but it is indeed a treasure.

place.

Iron Sword Buddha smiled and said: "Take us to find the people from the Blood Buddha Temple you just mentioned... If we find them, I might as well give you a chance!"

Iron Sword Buddha is a little aggrieved.

If he were to use his methods in the normal time and space of Liangyi Heaven, finding a mountain, a temple, and a few specific Buddhist monks would be an extremely easy and ordinary matter.

But in these wild mountains, space is chaotic, time is distorted, Taoism is muddy, spiritual ideas are mixed, everything is in a mess, not to mention the Buddha, even the Lord Buddha, some methods are not easy to use. In this wild mountains, their

They dare not release their spiritual thoughts at will, for fear of triggering some terrible natural disasters and causing unpredictable troubles.

So...if these little goblins can help them find the Blood Buddha Temple, it seems that it wouldn't be a bad idea to give them some benefits.
To be continued...