Chapter 704 The Arrogant Trio

The group of people watched at the top of the mountain for a while, and then Li Yunxiao said: "I'm afraid there will be chaos here too. The chaos here will inevitably involve the entire Qinglong Jungle. You little guys, you'd better go back to the city. There's nothing wrong with this chaos. Ten days and a half, I’m afraid it won’t be over.”

They do want to protect these little friends, but they are just the cultivation level of Confucianism and Taoism. In this refining realm, in terms of fighting strength, they really can't be said to be very strong.

It would be a pity if these little guys got caught up in this mess.

As a result, everyone in Fusu shook their heads: "Senior, there is no need to worry about us. Since we are here, we still have the ability to protect ourselves. We entered the refining realm for the purpose of training. Although gentlemen do not stand under the mast wall, we are still here. How can we be timid when we have the ability to protect ourselves? As long as we don't meet a saint like Martial Saint, even if we meet Martial Saint and run for our lives, we can still do it."

Apart from anything else, the Qinglong Jungle is the most suitable for using Earth Escape and Wood Escape. Among them, Yuliuchuan, Earth Escape and Wood Escape are the worst. Although the little fat man has never practiced escape skills, his ability to lighten his body is still good, and Qixun and several others can also take him to escape.

No matter how bad it is, there is still little Kunpeng.

Even though he is still just a little chicken, when he really runs, at that speed, Wu Zun really can't do anything to him.

Besides, under such circumstances, why would someone who is a major cultivator in the Martial Saint Realm be targeting a few low-level monks like them? It’s not like you’re full after eating.

As for being affected by the aftermath of the battle, they had already considered this issue before, so the defense of this cave, which was a talisman array composed of sixth-grade top-grade defensive talismans, was enough to cope with it.

Even if they are not in the cave, which one of them does not have dozens of top-grade sixth-grade light body charms, golden shield charms and teleportation charms given to them by Qixun?

Seeing that the juniors were calm and calm, these great scholars didn't want to say anything more. That's how monks should be.

Qixun thought that the top-grade talismans he had given to the uncles before were all top-grade talismans, so he took out some top-grade talismans. He prepared ten of each of the golden shield talisman, light body talisman and teleportation talisman and gave them to the uncles. .

"These spiritual talismans were left to me by my master to save my life. Although they are sixth-grade spiritual talismans, they are all of the highest quality. Although the teleportation talisman can only teleport a hundred miles, it is difficult to be used alternately with the light body talisman. When I catch up, I give it to a few seniors for self-defense."

The sixth-grade spiritual talisman is already a high-level spiritual talisman, which is very precious to begin with. This is still a top-grade talisman, something that has a price but no market, especially the legendary teleportation talisman. You must know that there are basically no teleportation talismans in the world nowadays. The only ones that have been handed down from ancient times can be regarded as the most precious treasures of the sect, even if they are only within a hundred-mile teleportation range, to a large extent, they can be regarded as a life!

Where are they willing to accept it?

What's more, the little girl was so generous that she gave away ten of them!

Qixun smiled and said: "These are incomparable to the thousand-mile and ten-thousand-mile teleportation talismans handed down from ancient times. What's more, they were made by my master. I don't lack these. The seniors taught us and treated us as their own children. There is no way to repay a great favor, but I just give you a few talismans. This is my way of honoring my seniors, and it is my intention."

These uncles can't be left in the refining realm. Qi Xun even ordered them to take the sweet potatoes, corns, peppers, tomatoes, etc. she gave them back to Blue Star.

Besides, the calligraphy and paintings that others gave to Lingyu were not ordinary calligraphy and paintings. They were all treasures that could be used in battles and for visualization during daily practice. They were spiritual treasures that sealed the cultivation and enlightenment of Confucianism.

The value is not comparable to that of spiritual weapons and magic weapons. It can almost be regarded as an inherited treasure.

A group of people stood on the top of the mountain overlooking the entrance to Long Yeyuan. Qi Xun was worried and used spiritual talismans to set up a defensive formation and a breathing formation around them.

In this way, you can watch with peace of mind while watching the excitement.

It's a pity that the sky-gazing mirror placed in the cave can only see a radius of a hundred miles. Otherwise, it would be safer to stay in the cave and watch at the moment.

"Reincarnation Paradise"

After watching for a while, because Wu Zun and Wu Sheng took action, the great masters there and others who were not as good as Wu Zun realm fled one after another. They just ran away, but they even started fighting while fleeing.

The battlefield of the Martial Lords and Martial Saints also began to expand, and a few people suddenly no longer felt relaxed. They felt that in a short time, their place might also become a battlefield.

The group of people looked at each other and said to Su, "Go back to the cave!"

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a loud laugh that resounded throughout the world: "Haha, you trashes, one Martial Saint and two Martial Lords, just want to surround and kill me, the Red-clothed Demon King? If Grandpa doesn't beat the shit out of you today, You are all sorry for my reputation as the devil in red."

Fusu and others immediately stopped and saw the image of his monkey brother in the sky and the earth, holding the heaven-shattering divine spear, wearing a purple gold crown with a phoenix tail, wearing a chain of gold armor, and stepping on lotus root silk. Cloud Shoes, well, although except for the Heaven-shattering Divine Spear, everything else is an imitation that he refined himself, but it is also a half-step super spiritual weapon. Even in the spiritual world, it is the best equipment. In the fairy world There is nothing higher than this.

Coupled with his true appearance, which is more handsome than a god, and arrogant and wanton, it makes thousands of people who observe the battlefield from a distance long for him.

As soon as Brother Monkey's voice fell, the drunken Hou's voice sounded again: "Boy, how can you be so arrogant in this kind of excitement? Today I want you to open your eyes and see what I, Xiao Yidao, can do! Don't do it! How can you kill a few martial saints with my Gui Yi Dao! Boy, let’s see who can cut off more heads of martial saints today! If you lose, you have to honor me and pay tribute to this saint with a hundred jars of monkey wine.”

Brother Monkey flicked the golden suozi armor, laughed loudly and replied: "Hey, old man, I have never lost in the competition of arrogance! Don't even think about a hundred jars of monkey wine. I have never lost in the competition, great sage." Who? Old man, you should tell me, what will happen if you lose?"

The drunk monkey held a knife in one hand and a wine flask in the other. He glared when he heard this: "Boy, I am a martial saint now, how can I lose to you? Even if you win, I want you to have a hundred jars of monkey brother, what? You?" Dare you not send it?"

Brother Monkey laughed: "You old man, you want to drink my wine, just say it, why can't I give it to you? What kind of bet are you using as an excuse? How dishonest!"

The two of them gathered around a few Martial Saints and Martial Lords to fight while talking nonsense.

While we were chatting, we heard another loud voice that echoed throughout the world: "A hundred jars of monkey wine?! If I kill a few, can you give me fifty jars?"

Drunk Monkey laughed loudly: "Old man with a beard, do you still want to hold on without wine? How many will you kill? Martial Saint?"

"Martial Saint!" The bearded uncle said in a firm tone.

Fifty jars of monkey wine!

Enough for him to drink for several years!

Isn't it just to kill a few martial saints? Fight!

After Brother Monkey stabbed to death a Martial Lord from the God's Death Realm, he slapped another Martial Saint from the God's Death World away, and then said: "The head of a Martial Saint is not worth a jar of monkey wine in my house! However, who told me to look down on you two old guys? After this fight, each of you will receive fifty altars, I, the Great Sage, can afford it!"

The eyes of the people in the Divine Death Realm were all cracked, and the trialists from the Ten Thousand Realms who were watching this battle couldn't help but be speechless when they heard the arrogant dialogue of these people.

Isn't a Martial Saint worth a jar of wine?

Is the Martial Saint so worthless?

You know, there are many small worlds, and there are only one or two saints in total.