Chapter 3387: Second Brother, I will take you home (1)

The next moment, a thousand monks in the forest moved at the same time without a slight time error.

Jiang Chulin's face was almost gloomy to the extreme.

But he did not look at the thousand soldiers.

Almost every person has Fan Xiujing, who wants to stay at the peak of his metaphysical realm, depending on whether he has the ability

However, he did not see that behind the falling rain, the defending eyes lighted a silver light, and the pupils were slightly diffused and focused.

After a quarter of an hour.

Jiang Chulin had a big hole in his chest, and slowly fell with his eyes open.

Until death, he didn't want to understand.

How could he die?

He is the peak master of Xuansheng Realm!

Even if there is no way to beat a group of monks, they can at least escape!

But why, at the beginning of the battle, he found that he had no way to heaven and no way to the ground.

There is no such hopelessness, but only in the face of ...

War general! !!

That's an army with a commander!

This is the last thought left in Jiang Chulin's mind.

Luo Yu stepped forward and looked at the body of the monk Lingbo Temple before sinking his face, showing a little anxiety in his eyes.

He had a vague guess.

The second girl who fell from the cliff and almost half of her life wanted to be rescued was probably his second elder brother.

"Uncle Wei, we have to be fast. I'm afraid my second brother is in danger!"

Defending nodded his head, his voice soft and with a hint of imperceptible respect: "Seven sons rest assured that we will let everyone out, even if we turn the entire drunk late forest, we will definitely find people."

...

The other end of drunk night forest.

"Elder Zhao, I found it! It's human!" The excited voice sounded.

Zhao Rong, who had been exploring with divine knowledge, blinked his eyes and hurried over.

Looking at Qin Jiu, who was sitting beside a rock, his eyes covered with white crickets, Zhao Rong couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Our only monarch-level person in Lingbo Hall is finally here, hahahaha !! "

On Floating Island, there is a more special kind of monk called the soul master.

Soul masters are generally divided into two types, summoners and puppet masters.

Both the spirit beast summoned by the summoner and the puppets produced and controlled by the master are divided into five levels.

[Ordinary, Elite, Commander, Monarch, Master. 】

On the floating island, no one has ever seen the [Sovereign Class] summoned beasts and puppets.

There are very few even [monarch level].

[Lingbo Dian] The strength of the six families and eight sects is completely bottom, because they are only good at puppets, and puppets that may be manufactured and controlled, but only at the highest level.

"Fourteen years, fourteen years!"

Zhao Rong held a black bone whistle in his hands, his eyes were burning and shining, with resentment beyond words.

Suddenly lifted his foot and turned Qin Jiuyu to the ground.

"Dirty things, how many geniuses and treasures did I spend in Lingbo Hall that year, and how many lives were filled before I made you. You are so embarrassed that you dared to run! You dared to run! You thought you escaped from this Soul Whistle]? "

After Qin Jiu was knocked down by him, as if unconscious, he sat up again and leaned against the rock.

Zhao Rong took a few breaths before he said, "Notify everyone near Zui Wanlin that Ren Ye has been found by us."

"Haha, our credit is too great this time!"

"The main thing is Elder Zhao's leadership!"

Zhao Rong showed a bit of confusion on his face, picked up the black whistle and blew for a moment: "Let's go back to Lingbo Temple!"

Several disciples around quickly sacrifice flying swords, rising into the air.