Chapter 837 Red Cloak, Dual Hammer War Demon
These masked monks wore strange armor, revealing only two eyes.
The leader was very tall.
He held a strange magic disk in his hand.
The magic disk slowly floated up under the infusion of his magic power, emitting strange fluorescence, as if sensing the breath of the surrounding creatures.
After a while, the tall monk suddenly pointed in one direction and said in a low voice:
"There is a cave there, Bingqi, you go search it."
One of the monks who was slightly shorter immediately took the order and walked out.
There were two ancient seal characters of "Bingqi" engraved on the lower left corner of the mask worn by this monk.
He flashed to the place pointed by the tall monk before, and without any hesitation, he punched the mountain.
The power of this punch was so strong that it directly shattered a large area of the mountain, revealing a "cave" protected by the formation prohibition.
"Who are you? Do you know who we are? Get out!"
A hoarse shout came from the cave.
The short masked monk named ‘Bing Qi’ offered a sword-shaped magic weapon.
The sword light turned into a green stream of light, and it pierced the formation restriction in a flash.
After a few breaths of stalemate, there was a light click, and the formation restriction was pierced by the sword light.
A bald old man with short beard in the middle stage of fusion and a middle-aged woman in the late stage of refining emptiness appeared from the cave.
“Who are you? Do you know who we are?”
The sparse eyebrows of the bald old man with short beard gathered, and while scolding, he offered a defensive shield to protect him and the middle-aged woman.
At this time, the leading masked monk who used the magic disk to sense the breath before said coldly in a weird voice:
“Bing Qi, Ding San, Ding Wu, are the Tianjiao and protectors of the ‘Qingmen’ in Tianfeng Territory, and can be killed!”
As soon as the voice fell, the other two masked monks flew directly to the bald old man with short beard and the middle-aged woman.
The speed was as fast as lightning, and the first move was earth-shattering.
"What? All of them are in the fusion stage?"
The bald old man with short beard was shocked: "No, Leng Mei, run away, I will stop them."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, "Puff", two strange sounds, two small arrows broke through the shield on the middle-aged woman's body.
The middle-aged woman used a defensive magic weapon to block, and one of the small arrows directly penetrated her defense and pierced into the middle-aged woman's eyebrows.
Then, with a bang, it exploded, the middle-aged woman's body shattered, and her soul was wrapped in a green light, and she quickly flashed away.
The tall masked monk who led the group suddenly made a move.
He had been ready to go for a long time, and threw out a misty "red ball".
The speed of the small ball was extremely fast, and it exploded when it caught up with the middle-aged woman's soul.
'Ah'!
The middle-aged woman screamed, and her soul strangely turned into nothingness in the wisps of red mist produced by the explosion.
"Leng Mei!"
The bald, short-bearded old man who rushed over here was blocked by Bing Qi, Ding San and Ding Wu before he arrived.
The old man was quickly defeated in the siege, and he forcibly consumed a lot of blood and blood, abandoned his body, performed the blood escape technique, and his soul escaped from Fengxiang Gorge.
The "Bing Qi" was about to chase him out, but the leading tall monk suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him:
"No need to chase, he can't escape. There seems to be an isolation ban here, and there should be another cave. Bing Qi, you should come."
Bing Qi nodded, and after the leading tall monk pointed in the direction, he came to the mountain with the heaviest yin energy in the valley and punched it.
The illusory fist shadow flew out, getting bigger and bigger, and hit the mountain heavily with a "boom".
'Buzz', 'Buzz', 'Buzz'!
As the strange sound sounded, a layer of light golden light suddenly appeared on the surface of the mountain, blocking the illusory huge fist shadow.
Bing Qi was slightly stunned, and then punched out again.
‘Buzz’
The golden light rippled like water waves, removing the power of the fist shadow, leaving no damage.
Bing Qi continued to punch out as if he didn’t believe in evil...
But the final result was the same.
At this time, Bing Qi realized that something was wrong, and immediately sacrificed the green sword-shaped magic weapon. The sword light flickered and pierced the golden light.
Still no result.
Bing Qi then confirmed that he could not break the isolation restriction at all.
He turned around and looked at the tall monk leading the group, but suddenly found that the monk’s eyes flashed with surprise: “Bing Qi, behind you!”
Bing Qi’s reaction was also fast enough, and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
Ding San and Ding Wu also showed surprise in their eyes and retreated quickly.
When they returned to the leading monk's side, they saw that in the golden light on the surface of the mountain, a huge figure with eight thick arms, about ten feet tall, stood there.
Above this figure, a human cultivator whose appearance could not be seen clearly was suspended in the air.
This person was Yang Che, who had performed the "zero illusion" and had been in seclusion for more than five years.
"How is it possible! There is the breath of the ancient demon?"
Bing Qi stared at the huge demon shadow and seemed very surprised. Together with Ding San and Ding Wu, he immediately looked at the tall masked monk who was leading.
The tall masked monk asked in his strange voice:
"May I ask which Taoist friend from the ancient demon clan of the Demon Realm?"
The huge demon cultivator, about ten feet tall, did not speak, and his expression was extremely indifferent.
From his face, it was impossible to tell whether he was old or young. He wore a very eye-catching red cloak on his back.
"If you are a Taoist friend from the ancient demon clan of the Demon Realm, please leave this human cultivator and leave quickly."
The tall masked monk in the lead continued to speak.
Yang Che kept his spiritual sense spreading out.
He had sensed that the armor on these masked monks was quite strange, and it could actually block his spiritual sense.
However, he did not continue to explore, but his spiritual sense swept to the far end of the canyon.
In the distance, there was a blurry shadow that only he could "see" and was quickly setting up a formation.
After estimating the time, Yang Che suddenly said to the huge figure that was more than ten feet tall:
"Zhan Yuanchang, you can make a move."
This huge figure was the "Zhan Yuanchang" who had accepted the inheritance of the five-star eight-armed ancient demon in his lifetime, and finally made a vow to the heavenly way and was willing to become Yang Che's slave.
As soon as Yang Che finished speaking, two huge hammers appeared on Zhan Yuanchang's two big hands.
One of them was the "black magic hammer" that Yang Che got from Wan Tianxing in the Wan Family Forbidden Land that year, which originally belonged to the eight-armed ancient demon.
The other one was the dark red giant hammer he got when he and Zhan Meng teamed up to kill the old woman with the royal blood of the Jiyou clan.
Zhan Yuanchang flew out of the formation with an expressionless face. Although he was tall, he was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the masked monks and swung the two giant hammers directly, smashing Ding San and Ding Wu fiercely.
The strange demonic energy emitted by the giant hammers directly locked Ding San and Ding Wu, who were in the early stage of fusion, in place.
Then, there were two loud bangs.
Ding San and Ding Wu were smashed into meat paste by the hammers. Only by using the escape technique of the soul did they barely escape.
"Escape!"
The tall masked monk who led the group was decisive. He immediately realized that he was no match for the enemy and ordered to escape.
However, when he escaped, he was shocked to find that the formation had been set up around him at some point.
They were trapped in the formation, like a turtle in a jar, and could not escape at all.
"Fellow Daoist, you are a human cultivator. Let us go. I will tell you a piece of news about several human cultivators."
The tall masked cultivator who led the group said decisively after finding that he could not escape.
Yang Che's eyes narrowed, signaling Zhan Yuanchang who was about to take action to stop, and then said coldly: "Tell me, what is the news?"
