Then a green light suddenly disappeared into Longyun's eyebrows, but the power on the wind bead did not decrease at all. Longyun could see the vulture wind king's eyes showing the king's posture again.
The vulture wind king thought that what Longyun had been coveting was its wind bead. Originally, he was willing to gamble and admit defeat, but he didn't expect that it didn't understand. Because the wind element is the source of power, and it is extremely rare. Longyun also happened to meet a vulture wind king with wind element. Without any conditions, Longyun could not obtain the wind element.
Sure enough, after the element of wind entered the body, the mark behind Longyun was lit up again. Feeling the affinity of all the wind between heaven and earth, Longyun became incomparably close. Longyun could not help but roar. A delicate breathing air flow in the west mountain made a simple response to Longyun, Wan'er?
After hearing the roar of Longyun, the vulture wind king obediently lowered his head. This is the suppression of the souls of the lower creatures by the higher creatures, which must be absolutely obeyed. The big man's eyes on Longyun were different again.
The dragon is the highest primitive creature since ancient times. The roar of the dragon cloud is so amazing that it immediately attracts the attention of several monks at the gate of the west mountain.
They could only see the vague figure of the vulture wind king from a long distance. They thought it was a bit wrong, because they had seen the vulture wind king, the overlord of the wasteland, but the voice was not like this. After several people discussed, one of the monks came to Longyun.
"Come on, big man, I have promised you that this wasteland will belong to you in the future, and what I want to do next will have nothing to do with anyone." As soon as long Yun's voice fell, the vulture wind king flew into the cloud excitedly.
Although the little monk saw that the vulture wind king had already flown away, when he approached, it was clear that there was a shirtless man with his back to him. About ten feet away from Longyun, he finally asked, "who is your honor? Why do you come to Xishan alone? Do you know the source of the voice just now? "
Long Yun's back is still facing the monk, because he is still absorbing the power of the wind element. At this moment, his state is very mysterious. Long Yun doesn't want to miss it. Even the flow of the breeze around the monk can't escape Long Yun's perception. This is the first time that Long Yun uses the non soul perception to detect the existence of the living body and the wind. Finally, he can understand the special perception of incense phosphor reason.
"If you don't leave, I'll have to ask you to leave." The little monk said that the wooden staff in his hand was immediately covered with a layer of dazzling golden light, and there was some mysterious color between his hands.
What Long Yun feels at this time is that the wind around the monk becomes irregular and flowing. With this vague feeling, Long Yun can know what kind of fighting posture the monk is now and what action he is going to take, "right!" Long Yun called out to himself. Sure enough, the wooden stick of the monk knocked down from Long Yun's right shoulder. The stick failed unexpectedly. Long Yun had already bypassed him and left for the gate of the west mountain.
When I look back in surprise, Long Yun's figure is like a dream. Several flashes gradually change to the gate of the west mountain. The monk's secret way is not good, and he sends out a dangerous call for help.
When the monks at the gate saw Long Yun coming, they felt a little strange. When they saw the danger signal from the monks, they took out their wooden sticks one after another and put on a simple defensive posture.
Long Yun saw that these monks at the gate all had the strength of fairyland. It seems that the west mountain is also a hidden power, "Wan'er, are you ok?" He said to himself that the little monk at the door was like a sawed tree, lying on the ground unconscious.
Long Yun didn't want their lives, but he couldn't let them stand up again in a short time, so long Yun just gave them a slap on their orifices at a speed they couldn't keep up with. It must be extremely hard.
The gate was finally opened by Longyun, and there was no strong light from inside. It was even a little different from Longyun's imagination. Longyun saw the most magnificent scene in the west mountain.
In the towering buildings, there is an open square. On the huge square, there are stone statues without hair, which extend from the gate to the end of the square.
A big bell was placed in the center of the huge square, which was several times larger than the test place in the extreme West. At this time, an old man with red and orange robes was striking with a huge hammer. With the sound of the bell reverberating in the open West Mountain, a group of orange costumes came from the glass halls and pavilions of the west mountain, and they were wearing at the door I'm the same monk.
They all wear the same robes with bright heads, which makes Long Yun feel dizzy. At last, when the group of bald men that Long Yun saw outside Kaiyang city appeared, Long Yun found that these robes represent strength. The eight old monks are pure golden brown robes, which are obviously different from others.
At this time, Longyun is like a small dot surrounded in the center of the square. If ordinary people were scared to death by the pressure of this spirit, it would be hundreds of little monks in fairyland, dozens of great monks in shenhuangjing, and finally Eight Immortals in the real fairyland.
It's obvious that it's almost catching up with the strength of the three Immortals' mansion, and it can be ignored by the secular people and the three Immortals' mansion. Long Yun always thinks that the three Immortals' mansion should control the genius of the Longwu mainland. Now there are so many martial arts experts gathered together, but the three Immortals' mansion doesn't know."Where is Wan'er? Where did the orc men go? And I haven't heard that you Xishan still have the habit of taking in women's dependents. I saw them all just now. Where's the lady? " As soon as long Yun came up, he told the reason why he came.
When the eight monks heard this, they immediately began to talk about it. Long Yun was waiting for the answer he wanted in the center without fear, but he was not idle. When he wanted to fight later, Long Yun had to think about the battle plan.
Hundreds of little monks and dozens of great monks, Long Yun is not very afraid, but the eight immortal breath is a bit uncertain for Long Yun, because at this time, Long Yun can't feel any sense of being blocked. Their breath seems to be completely annihilated in the west mountain, which was only when he knew the strength of the master of Huaqing cave, but now it's not Any idea is more important than Long Yun's saving Wan'er.
One of the eight old monks, the white browed monk, said at this time, "in the eyes of the Xishan disciples, all living beings are equal, and there is no distinction between men and women. What's more, Fulu's is a noble guest of Xishan. I can only explain so much. I know a lot of things that I shouldn't know. In our eyes, it's trespassing. For the sake of not harming my Xishan disciples' lives, I'll make my own decisions After three years in Xishan, all the disciples listen to the orders
"Hey, old monk, you slow down and keep on chattering. Three years later, I've twisted Wutian's head off. It seems that you still don't understand me. Hand over Wan'er quickly. The orcs are half of my friends, so I need to know where they are going." After Long Yun finished, he was still thinking carefully about what he didn't say, and put on an appearance that he didn't have enough.
"Do it!" The old monk with white eyebrows gave the order directly at the end of Long Yun's words.
Da Da! Da Da! All of a sudden, it was the sound of the wooden staff of the little monk in fairyland beating on the ground. One after another, with a certain rhythm, Long Yun was trapped in the central position. For a moment, he was dizzy because of the position they interspersed with each other, and he couldn't find a breakthrough for the time being.
There are more than a hundred strong earthly immortals. How powerful is the outside world? Long Yun looks at the shadow of the wooden stick gradually becoming overlapping. Is that to confuse me?
Long Yun immediately closed his eyes and used his soul perception and the wind flow between heaven and earth to judge the position and behavior of the hundred people, just like dealing with the little monk at the door.
At that moment, it was as if Longyun had opened another pair of eyes to recognize the sea. Everything was very clear, and even everyone's facial expression was clear to him.
"Up here!" Long Yun murmured, and the net of wooden staff array composed of 30 monks fell down on his head. The sword of Xia Yu of Long Yun immediately offered up, "the second form of dragon chanting nine abysses, the Dragon tour is empty!" With a flash of sword light, the wooden staff net in the hands of 30 people suddenly became sawdust scattered in the wind.
However, they didn't panic. Just for a moment, the monks piled up a wall of 30 people in front of Longyun. It looked like a little giant was going to fight with Longyun.
"Who can compete with you, you fool." Long Yun immediately looks at a center of gravity position, a sword "dragon swing type" straight away, did not expect that the little giant of 30 people nimbly avoided that sword, just now the center of gravity position above the little monk flew a distance and fell down, Long Yun's idea completely failed.
"It's interesting. I'll chop vertically and obliquely to see how you can hide!"