Chapter 1365: War of the monks

Chapter 1366 The Battle of the Monks

"what happened?"

At the moment when the cave mansion formation was opened, the village Tsuna felt the strong fighting energy fluctuations and murderous aura outside the Dao, and immediately flew out of the cave, standing in the sky, staring at the scene in front of him, and was stunned.

An old man entangled in the black mist stood in the air, controlling a group of demon souls to slaughter the cultivators, each cultivator had no resistance at all, and simply turned into a slaughter on one side.

"Damn it, dare to break into the island of flames... slaughter my Yin-Yang Shenzong monk!"

Mura Tsuna squeezed both fists, and the surging spiritual energy surged out, and the strength of the later stage of the condensation of pills was undoubtedly revealed.

As soon as he finished his words, a crimson sword burning with a blazing flame appeared in the hands of Mura Tsuna, and it flew into the sky.

"Your Excellency, who is that dare to break into the Flaming Island?"

The village outline stood in the sky, with eyes frowning, the flame sword in his hand was burning with fiery fireworks, causing the surrounding air to produce twisted waves.

"roll!"

Mamotoko frowned, and turned his head to see Mura Tsuna standing not far away glaring at him. With a wave of her hand, a black mist turned into a small snake, lasing towards Mura Tsuna, staying in the air. The next misty mist.

"Asshole!"

The scarlet flame sword in Mura Tsuna's hand suddenly chopped down, and a sword flame cut the black mist snake into powder, with a furious color on his face. The other party didn't put him in his eyes.

"Oh? Has your strength improved?"

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at him in surprise, only to realize that Cun Tsun had entered the late stage of pill condensation.

"Soul Devouring Dayan Method!"

Zhenyuanzi squeezed the magic technique with both hands, the world suddenly changed color, and the black mist entwined around her body gathered in wisps of black mist, and the combination gathered into ancient war horses and members, rushing towards the village outline like an overwhelming horse. It seems that people are trapped in the ancient battlefield.

Mura Tsuna's face suddenly changed, and now he sensed that the aura exuded by the other party was a monk in the Golden Core Stage.

The overwhelming war horse knights holding swords, guns, swords and halberds, like members rushing to the battlefield, passed the village at an extremely fast speed, and then rushed for hundreds of meters before they dissipated between the sky and the earth.

Cura Tsuna stood in place, his eyes full of horror, unwillingness, doubts... all kinds of complex to the extreme expressions, he had just entered the late stage of pill condensation, he never expected that the Flame Island actually hides a golden figure. Danshi monk.

Click!

The scarlet sword held in his hand made a crisp sound, and there appeared spider silk cracks, and it fell from the air every inch.

The wind blows!

Tsuna Tsunami seems to have been standing in the same place for tens of thousands of years. His body has long been decayed, turning into strands of dust floating between the sky and the earth.

The monks who were trapped in the formation of the ghost flags saw this, and their hearts became more desperate, their eyes were red, and they tried their best to break out of this formation.

"Just because you people want to break through my formation and dream!"

Mamotoko sneered and said, it is as easy for Mamotoko to destroy the village guide as it is to crush an ant. Although Mamotoko does not have a complete body, his strength is not as strong as that of the Golden Core monks of the same level, but the village guide is still in harmony with him. He is a big difference, and he has no resistance at all.

While manipulating the formation, Makoto called the space of the village Tsuna to his hands. He divinely probed, showing a hint of joy on his face, "This guy is really full of oil and water!"

At this moment, thousands of dense lights and shadows appeared on the distant horizon, and they were rushing into the sky.

"These guys from Himeji Castle came so quickly!" Mamotoko frowned slightly.

Although Zhenyuanzi is strong, there are too many opponents, and many of them have strong strength or possess the best magic weapons.

"Second Young Master, hurry up, I can only resist them for some time." Zhen Yuanzi immediately transmitted his spiritual thoughts, and immediately stopped hiding his cultivation base, and radiated the power of the Golden Core cultivator.

"what happened?"

"What a powerful breath?"

"How could such a powerful aura appear on Flaming Island, almost comparable to Master Qingming..."

"It seems to be tougher than Seimei-sama!"

"Frankenstein monk!"

In the distant sky, the densely flying monks all sensed the horrible breath emanating from the Flame Island, and their faces were full of surprises.

"No matter who it is, you must stop him and wait until Master Qingming comes over!"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged monk shouted sharply, apparently he has a high status in the Yin-Yang Shenzong.

In one sentence, people's hearts were stabilized, and everyone continued to fly by.

I don't believe that thousands of people on my own side can fight with spells, and the other side can stop it.

"How can a monk of the Golden Core Stage appear on this Flaming Island?" Bian Tengjing was mixed among the crowd, frowning, and muttered in a low voice.

Bian Tengjing's strength ranks below this group of people, and he secretly calculated that he must not be able to rush up. While waiting for the chaos of the battle, it is the right way to pretend to be injured and find a place to hide.

Coming from Himeji Castle, the overwhelming monks' martial arts alliance shrouded the sky, like moving dark clouds, quickly moving toward the Flaming Island.

"kill!"

Zhenyuanzi's spiritual energy erupted, and the black mist skyrocketed in an instant with the seven-faced ghost flags. Thousands of monsters and phantom beasts were transformed into star-wheel mirrors, as if they were at war, rushing toward the monk martial arts alliance from Himeji Castle.

Various spells and treasures are flying in the sky, waves of energy explosions spread out, and the world changes color!

Bian Tengjing controlled a silver turntable the size of a millstone. The turntable was engraved with densely packed runes. The edges were extremely sharp and turned sharply, resembling a stream of silver light, heading towards the phantom beasts and monsters in the sky.

The entire Flaming Island, everywhere, at the same time, war broke out.

The monster is disillusioned, and the monk falls!

For no reason, the fighting in the realm of comprehension is cruel.

A monster with a hideous face and two red eyes flew towards Bian Tengjing.

A trace of cunning flicked in Bian Tengjing's eyes, and the silver plate flew back sharply, turning into a silver light, instantly splitting the monster beast from it, turning it into a cloud of mist.

"what……"

Bianfujigami let out a scream, and suddenly fell downward.

"Jun Bianzhu!" a nearby monk frowned and shouted repeatedly.

"Help me get revenge..." Blood spouted from Bian's mouth, and the person fell quickly into the forest.

However, there was a glimmer of light flashing in the eyes of Bentujii who had just fallen, and he didn't look like he was dying just now.

"This group of fools, the opponent's strength is so high, they are going to be cannon fodder, and we should wait for Master Qingming to come."

Bian Tengjing snorted softly and quickly swept towards the volcano. Now he was looking for a place to hide, and he would go out after the battle was over.

In the crater, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were bloodshot, his muscles were tight, and the blue veins on his arms and forehead burst out.

"Come out to me..."

Zhuo Bufan gritted his steel teeth, almost crushing his teeth, his whole body's strength was twisted into one, his clothes had been shattered into pieces by the violent spiritual energy, revealing a body with smooth lines, and eight pieces about 100 meters long behind him Scarlet vines dance in the air like tentacles.

at last.

The flame spirit below the crater is shaken!

"Get up!"