Chapter 925

A large group of friars surrounded nine pythons. It was really like a group of flies for cow dung.

Zhou Hao is also one of the flies, or is it a fly that can't squeeze in to grab the hot food...

"where do you come from He was surprised.

But it's not surprising to think about it.

The area of haotianjie is still very large. Even if it is only an ancient road of Zhengxian, it is already vast to the extent.

In such a large place, there are many corners for monks to hide and practice. Therefore, it is not surprising that so many monks can come.

It's strange that there aren't so many monks.

Zhou Hao couldn't get in, so he just sat on the top of a hill opposite the mountain, waiting for more monks to die. He was looking for a chance to fill in.

On the top of this mountain, there are many monks waiting to rub their frames.

One by one, my eyes are green...

"fight! Fight! If you can't beat me, you can come down and change me! "

"It's such a dog in the manger!"

"Run up!"

"Don't talk!"

"Can you fight? How can that friend run to the snake's mouth? It's rubbish!"

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, a group of monks who wait for war, do not want to make complaints about them, pointing and tucking.

They all had to hurry to their turn to watch the group of monks who occupied the pit beat nine python, which was really very anxious.

And there are monks who do not poop in the manger.

A part of the friars crowded into the fighting circle. They just flew around and didn't make any moves. They just watched others fight.

However, there is a lot of tricky in this part of the monks. Some of them want to watch other friars' moves and learn from them. Some are to pick up the treasures of the monks who died in misfortune. Some of them are in a dark heart to "pick up the heads". That is to say, when some other friars are seriously injured, they take the opportunity to harvest other people's lives and obtain Taoist results 。

This practice, it is the heart black home.

It's so outrageous!

Some friars came here to kill, and some of them died in the hands of the same fellows, but they didn't expect to die.

That's ridiculous.

Many friars resent those monks who "pick up their heads", but they have no time to take care of them.

Everyone is focused on dealing with nine python, and at this time they are willing to deal with those black monks.

Except Zhou Hao, of course.

He thought to himself: since you can't beat nine boa constrictors, you can't waste time sitting empty. Don't you like to pick up heads? OK, let you pick up Laozi's head!

He showed a thief's smile, and then flew to the periphery of the battle circle.

Here, although you can't beat nine boa constrictors, you can let those monks who focus on picking up their heads notice.

So he suddenly lay on his back and flew out of the fighting circle, as if he had been beaten out of the fighting circle by nine python.

Just as he was flying back and forth in boredom, there was a monk who picked up his head and watched him.

The monk was supposed to have been squatting for a long time, and finally got a big bargain.

He thought Zhou Hao had been beaten from inside, so he ran away and came to Zhou Hao's side. However, he cried out with great concern: "are you ok?"

As he spoke, he came to Zhou Hao's side and quickly occupied a position that was most conducive to killing Zhou Hao, and was also the position most conducive to preventing being robbed of "business" by other friars.