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Lin Feng looked at the red-browed sword that left Changchun Peak and went to the north. He thought: "Is it the monk of the Great Swordsman to go to the rescue army?"

In the previous rumors, the Great Wild Swordsman had come to investigate and came to the conclusion that the matter of the Yuanling Lingdan was purely rumored.

Now the facts have proved that this conclusion is wrong.

"If the old ancestors had concealed the truth before, now he is actively asking for help, and he will undoubtedly reveal the stuffing." Lin Feng thought in his heart: "Geng Jinhu Wang has given him tremendous pressure, but afterwards the great sect of the swordsman, the old grass The ancestors may not be better."

Lin Feng's eyes flashed in his eyes: "So the biggest possibility is that there is someone in the Great Wild Swords who colluded with him. The last time someone came to ask, it was the collusion who covered him in the Great Swordsmen."

There will not be such a large number of people, otherwise the interests of Ren Yuan Ling Dan are not enough, but the status of cultivation will not be low. Eighty percent is a Yuan Ying ancestor in the Great Wilderness.

Now facing the threat of Geng Jinhu Wang, the ancestors of the Herbs must be rescuing the soldiers, but the Yuan dynasty swordsmen who have colluded with him are mostly unable to catch up.

Otherwise, through the sounding device, you will know what it is, and you don’t need to send someone to go back and report.

If you want to send someone to run back, it is very likely that you want to take something. Someone can help the ancestors of Baicao to counter the treasures of Gengjinhuwang.

After Lin Feng thought for a moment, his mind gradually got an idea.

"I hope that the tiger will not let me down." Lin Feng set his heart and began to wait patiently.

Geng Jinhu Wang did not let Lin Feng wait too long.

Three days later, among the mountains in the south of Changchun Peak, thousands of tigers roared!

The endless stream of tigers. It is mixed with the harsh sound of metal friction, and thousands of tigers gather together. Deafening.

The sound of the spikes seemed like a big hand, grabbing the heart of everyone on Changchun Peak. Knead and twist into a ball.

In the main hall of the peak, the ancestors of Baicao looked dignified and screamed coldly.

He was so cold and turned into the same sound as the tide of the sea, directly pressing the roar of the thousands of Geng Tigers outside.

In the mountains, all the roaring tiger demon, the chest seems to be crushed by people, and the top of the throat. But can't go up.

On the Changchun Peak, the disciples of the Hundred Herbs sang a cheer: "The ancestors are boundless..."

The words have not been finished yet. In the sky south of Changchun Mountain, suddenly there was a big laugh: "Herbs, you are still useless!"

The laughter shook a lot of herbal medicine disciples and stared at Venus. The repair was weak and fell directly to the ground.

Hundreds of ancestors face iron blue: "Good tiger demon, dare to commit me to Changchun Peak!"

Although he is angry, his voice can't cover the other's laughter. Instead, it sets off the other side more mad.

The ancestors of Baicao hand-kneaded the law, and the white mist and cloud that enveloped Changchun Peak suddenly changed.

The white mist is sinking and connected to the earth. The bottom of the cloud is gradually changing from white to earthy yellow, just like mud.

At the mountainside, the middle of the cloud. From white to emerald green, it is like green grass. The woods are lush.

On the top of the mountain, the upper part of the cloud. However, from the white, there is a colorful, colorful, like a blooming flower sea, gorgeous and dazzling.

This cloud hood was placed on the Changchun Peak, and the big laughter from the far side of the sky was isolated from the outside, and it was no longer possible to injure the hundred herbalist disciples on the mountain.

This is the ancestor of the hundred grasses to completely open the guardian mountain of Zongmen, and the power suddenly went on more than one grade.

Lin Feng stood on the hilltop in the distance and looked at the scene and nodded secretly: "There is a great array of guardianships hosted by the monks of the Yuan Ying period."

He looked to the south again, and he listened to the laughter in the clouds. "Changchun is going back to heaven?"

A golden light rushed out of the clouds and landed in the mountains south of Changchun Peak.

Between the mountains, there are thousands of golden tigers and demons, and the whole body is flashing with metallic luster. The sun shines like a dazzling eye, like an army wearing armor.

The demon soldiers and tigers, which are equivalent to the strength of the human monk's training period, cannot be turned into human figures. They all land on the ground and kneel on the ground.

The demon will be the level of the Gengjinhu demon, all of them have stood up, their feet are on the ground, but the physical appearance is still like a tiger more than a human being, the body is extremely large, individual tiger demon standing on the ground, height More than two feet.

There are a few tiger demon in the center, all of them are the strength of the demon handsome level. The humanized features on the face are already very obvious. Standing there, the body is not particularly large, and there is no demon next to it.

But a few of them were scattered out of the metal, as if they were covered with steel knives and cut gold and stone, the strength of the breath is much stronger than the demon level of the tiger demon.

The golden light in the sky will fall in the middle of these tigers, and the golden light will dissipate, revealing a platinum tiger.

All the ghosts and tigers around the Geng, regardless of whether they are high or low, whether they are turned into human figures, all lie on the ground, respectful.

"See my king!"

This platinum tiger has not turned into a human form. From the appearance, in addition to the flashing metallic luster, it is completely a tiger.

The body is not big, the length is no more than three meters, and there is no horrible demon power on the body.

However, the actions of other Gengjin Tiger Demon have already explained that this Platinum Tiger is just the lord of the Gengjin Demon Tigers who have just let the ancestors of the Herbs eat.

In the southern part of the Great Hengduan Mountains, the Gengjin Tiger King can be used to stop the children's nightingale. Even in the land of the Yaozu, the Gengjinhuwang is also the leader of the demon king, especially the powerful fighting ability, many of them. The demon king does not dare to provoke.

Geng Jinhu Wang looked at the Changchun Peak in the distance and smiled and said: "The old man of Baicao is a sensation. When Wang Gang arrived, he opened the Hushan Grand Array completely. Unfortunately, today the king is inevitable, and his efforts are futile. ""

Beside a demon handsome, step forward: "The king, the tiger is incompetent, that human beings can't really verify, and that person has a lot of mystery, and may have other plots."

The tiger demon who is talking is called the scorpion tiger demon handsome. It was the tiger demon who escaped from the hands of the ancestors of the hundred grasses with the help of Lin Feng. He returned the news of the human spirit to the queen of Geng Jinhu, Geng Jin. Tiger King decided to attack Changchun Peak even if he decided to make a decision.

Hearing the words of the scorpion tiger and the handsome man, Geng Jinhu Wang smiled: "There is no one who has the spirit of the gods. It is also a good thing to remove the cold eye of Changchun, which is close at hand. You said that the purple man, he must have himself. The plan, but the king is not afraid."

"There is no means, even if it comes." When Geng Jinhu Wang said this, his body showed an incomparable confidence.

A group of tigers and demon sings: "Don't follow the order of the king."

Geng Jinhu Wang slightly decapitated: "The only thing that needs to be considered is how the Daxian Jianzong will react to this? If the sword is not scrupulous, the king has already flattened this Changchun peak."

"If there is a human spirit, the Hundred Herbs will not conceal the attempt to privately possess it. This is a taboo for the Great Swordsman. Under the guilty conscience, the inevitable hesitation will not hesitate to attack the clan in time. Notify the Great Swordsman."

"In this way, even if the Great Swordsman got the news, the king has already leveled Changchun Peak and returned to the vast land."

Geng Jinhu Wang raised his paws and stretched it out: "If the human spirit Ling Dan does not exist, the reinforcements of the Great Wild Swordsman will soon arrive."

The tiger and the demon handsome thought about it and said: "Then we will first try to attack the mountain and see the reaction of the hundred herbs."

Geng Jinhu Wang slightly decapitated: "Then all put out the ghosts and go out and try the Changchun back to the sky."

With a slam, he slammed the tigers and demon, and walked out of the mountains together to the outside of the big circle that covered Changchun.

Thousands of tigers and demons, together open the blood basin, spit out the black fog, all the black fog that the tiger devil spit out together, and the one can not see the margin.

In the dark fog, suddenly there are countless shadows flashing and swaying out of the black fog.

From the black fog, there are both humans and monsters with different races, but regardless of race, their bodies are vague black and translucent.

These people or demon, look horrible, and appear fierce green light in their eyes, staring at the Changchun Peak in front of them.

On Changchun Peak, the Bachelor of Herbs saw this scene, and the scalp was numb: "Ghosts! So many ghosts!"

As the saying goes, for the tiger to do it, you are a ghost.

Legend has it that the tiger has the power to control the ghosts of the hundred ghosts, and the feed for the tiger will be turned into a ghost to follow the tiger to do evil, to create more miser.

Not only the Gengjin tigers, but all the tiger demons have a talented supernatural power. They can kill the souls of the souls, whether they are into the demon or the demon, they are all turned into ghost servants, faithfully following, as if there are techniques of ghosts.

Usually turned into a black fog, closed in your own body, when you need it, you can release the enemy.

It is not so easy to accumulate ghosts, but after all, it is a consumable item. Geng Jinhu demon takes the ghosts and attacks the mountains. On the one hand, it kills the power of Changchun back to the sky, on the one hand, it does not intervene in the war.

In this way, if the Daxian Jianzong quickly rushes to help, the Gengjinhu people can get out of the battlefield and return to the vast land without the fear of being surrounded by the monks of the Hundred Herbs, and then they will be taken home. Outside the pinch, wrapped dumplings.

Through the exploratory attack of the devil, according to the reaction of the ancestors of Baicao, it can be inferred that he has not asked for help from the Daxianjianzong for the first time.

Lin Feng looked at the side and said: "This ghost also retains the soul and mana of his own life. However, it is similar to the technique of the singular ghosts of Sikongan. But the loss of the mind, the lack of independent thinking ability, but this is not as good as the Nether."

It is clearly the noon of the sun, but a large number of ghosts gather together, causing a dead ocean, covering the sky, even the sun of the ghosts and nemesis seem bleak.

Under the control of the tigers and demons, the mind is unclear. Only the devils who kill the instinct have sent out a sharp scream, and then rushed into the big array under Changchun.

Lin Feng's spirit is invigorated: "I want to start." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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