Chapter 660

"Ha ha ha! It's so easy to be assigned to some of the smallest sects in Emei this time. It's easy to catch them! "

"Yes! I didn't expect that this mission would be so easy. I thought that after this mission, some of our brothers would suffer minor injuries. Now it seems that it is easy to complete the mission! "

"It's time to send something good to elder mu. If it wasn't for elder mu, we couldn't have been assigned such an easy task. Look at Xue Si and others, they were sent to attack xuanjianzong. That fengqingzi is not so easy to deal with."

A group of people in black robes with a bloody crescent moon embroidered on the back are besieging a group of nuns. These nuns are trapped in a forest with their backs against the mountains and are struggling to resist the attack of the people in the demon sect. The believers of the demon sect are very experienced in cooperation. It seems that they have been fighting for many days, and they are the disciples of Jingchen nunnery who are always engaged in hard work, Strength is not in a series at all.

Several experts of the demon sect at the periphery are chatting happily. Abbess Qinghe, the most powerful of Jingchen temple, has been injured by them. Now they stay at the periphery to prevent Jingchen temple's people from escaping. As for the chance to fight, they have left it to their subordinates. After all, it is very important for their subordinates to grow in strength. They have such a good chance to practice, Of course, we have to give our subordinates a lot of training.

The demon sect pays more attention to strength, and they are also trying to increase the strength of their own people. Only in this way can they say a word in the demon sect and have their own voice, otherwise it will be cannon fodder, and you will have to do what others ask you to do.

"Damn it

Abbess Qinghe waved the dust in her hand and tried her best to resist the demons who constantly attacked her from all directions. As the most powerful leader of Jingchen nunnery, she naturally received extra care. Almost half of the demons revolved around her, and the weapons in her hand sneaked at her from all angles, and even some people were throwing concealed weapons secretly.

Just resisting these people has already made abbess Qinghe haggard. What's more, she was seriously injured by several experts of the demon sect just now. If she had not taken a pill when she was running away, I'm afraid she would not have been able to support her until now.

Not long ago, I just sent Nianxin out. I hope Nianxin can send the news back to the sect as soon as possible. At that time, let her elder martial sister, master Qinglin, and several other sects around unite to resist the attack of the demons.

Although the plan has been arranged, whether it can succeed or not will be up to fate. After all, when Nianxin went out, he was hurt by others and probably couldn't support the sect. However, this is always a hope, which is the only reason for other disciples of Jingchen nunnery to insist.

If they hadn't seen Nianxin run out, I'm afraid they would have given up their arms and surrendered for a long time. Everyone was almost at the end of the oil and the lamp was dry. However, the number of demons was more than them, so they didn't have to worry about recovering their physical strength.

Looking at the disciples who are fighting hard, abbess Qinghe feels a pain in her heart. Many of these children are very young. It's a pity that she can't live here today. Thinking of this, abbess Qinghe can't help blaming herself. If it wasn't for her reason, Jingchen nunnery would have come back long ago, and would not have stayed in Fengmen village for so long, It led to the scene in front of us.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in abbess Qinghe's eyes. The elixir field in her body suddenly contracted, and then her momentum soared in an instant. It was obvious that she had used a secret skill to temporarily increase her power. This secret skill was the reason why she stayed in Fengmen village for so long.

But what she didn't expect was that she had just learned this secret skill for a short time, and now she needed to work hard with the help of this secret skill. She sighed in her heart, but her expression suddenly became firm.

With the whirl of the brush in his hand, the white beard immediately tightened up and became like a sharp weapon. It went directly into the devil's chest in front of him. Then the whole head of the brush exploded, and countless white silk stained with blood exploded a big hole in the devil's chest.

"Oh! The old nun is very powerful. How can she hide her hand at this time? Let me meet you! "

The three experts who were chatting with each other sneered at this scene. One of them, a middle-aged man with half white and half black hair, suddenly came forward. With the push of his right palm, a genuine Qi hit abbess Qinghe in the air. The fierce wind blew away the withered branches and leaves on the ground.

However, abbess Qinghe didn't fight with him. Instead, she flashed into the circle of the demons around him. The dust in her hands opened and closed, and every time she hit it, she would splash a bright red lotus. In a few moments, the demons killed and injured more than ten people.

"You want to die!"

Another master of the demon sect can't help it. These people are not assigned by the demon sect, but they are the people they want to win over. After these people die, their strength will be greatly reduced. In the future, they have no right to speak in the sect. Naturally, abbess Qinghe can't be allowed to kill so much.

A flash of his body blocked the front of abbess Qinghe, while another demon master was behind him. They joined hands to attack abbess Qinghe. The strength of each of the two men was between Bo Zhong and abbess Qinghe. Now, under the attack, abbess Qinghe was tied down, and there was no spare force to kill other demons.

"Go! Let's go! If you can walk one, it's one! " Abbess Qinghe is about to crack her eyes. A trace of blood flows down the corner of her eyes. Every disciple of Jingchen nunnery has devoted her efforts, just like her own children. Now seeing these children struggling in the hands of the demons, it seems that they are going to die. Her heart is really painful. Most of the disciples in Jingchen nunnery were born in poverty, some of them were just Vagabonds. They were brought back by master Qinghe and master Qinglin when they were traveling. If this is not the case, few people would be willing to become monks in this society. After all, there are a few people like Ye Zixi. It's because her parents know her and hope to change her temperament and make her calm and steady through the careful guidance of abbess Qinghe. This is the reason why she was sent to Jingchen nunnery. In this group of nuns, ye Zixi without shaving is particularly obvious. No matter in appearance or figure, ye Zixi is a first-class beauty. It is undeniable that there are some very handsome people in this group of nuns, but without hair, they seem to lose their beauty. There are only two people who fight with Ye Zixi, because the experts of the demon sect have ordered that ye Zixi should not be hurt. They are going to catch Ye Zixi alive and take him back to have a good time. Ye Zixi knows what the demons are thinking, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't escape from the demons. Whenever she wants to find a chance to break through, she is always entangled by the demons. It's not until this time that she begins to regret why she doesn't practice well. After staying in the secular world for a long time, most of the people she contacted were ordinary people, which made Yeh never doubt her own strength, because her strength was much stronger than that of ordinary people. But now she meets the same people in the Wulin, who are also evil in nature. Her martial arts skills are not enough. She has no way to deal with the fierce demons. In the end, she could only make up her mind secretly. If it really fell into the hands of the demons, she would immediately give up and never let the demons tarnish her body. Just when abbess Qinghe was entangled by two demon sect masters, and other disciples of Jingchen temple were unable to protect themselves, a long cry suddenly came from a distance. The howling sound is like a loud dragon's song. It shakes the trees in the whole mountain forest for a while. It rings for miles around the mountain. The long howling can be heard on the whole mountain“ Ah Mu Ye Zixi was the first to hear the sound of howling, and a look of surprise flashed across her face. At this moment, after a long time of darkness, she finally felt a glimmer of dawn. The second person who heard the howling was abbess Qinghe. She was familiar with Lin Mu. After all, she had been in Jingchen nunnery for a few days at that time, and she was also one of the people who watched Lin Mu advance to the congenital realm at the Lu family martial arts contest“ What“ Where's the sound from? " The people of the demon sect are not stupid, but they are more fierce. When they hear the long and loud sound of the dragon, they know that it is not the ordinary experts who can make it. Especially when the howling is so far away, they can still hear it so clearly. What it means is very clear in their hearts“ Ha ha ha ha! Your retribution is coming! In front of this man, you don't even have the hope to escape. You are all left to die! " Abbess Qinghe gave a sharp smile. The bloodstain left in the corner of her eyes set off her face like a fierce ghost. She even scared the two demon masters back a little“ What should I do? Do you want to withdraw? There seems to be a wonderful person coming! " The three masters exchanged colors and sent a signal of retreat. Just when another person stood there and didn't move, the demon master hesitated for a moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the field, and then a momentum burst out in an instant, which directly suppressed all the demon believers on the scene. Everyone felt that their breathing was stagnant, and the pressure on them suddenly increased“ You don't have to go! " The cold voice swept the room like a cold wind.