Chapter 373 Captain Patrolman

His eyes are like electricity. Even in the depths of the darkest woods, Wang Chan can see the slightest movements of these tartars. Sure enough, as soon as the two sides looked at each other, the two pheasant immediately let out a strange cry like a child crying at night. Their bodies were a hundred feet away, one point left and right, lightning-like soared into the air and shot at Wang Chan.

These falcons are all ancient aliens. They have become monsters for a long time. Although they can't be sincere, they are gifted and fly extinct. They hunt in the mountains and eat all monsters. When they are launched, their wings swing their wings, and the speed is so fast that they are not controlled by ordinary Taoist people. Under the sword.

Unfortunately, now Wang Chan is no longer the old Wu Xia A Meng. He stood in place and only raised his hand and sneered! Sneer! Two rays of light flashed, and the big gun of Liquan, which was more than ten feet long, pointed straight head-on and did not return.

With two cracks, the head of the gun passed, and the heads of the two buns had been smashed to the ground. Even a scream did not have time to come out. The body suddenly lost its back strength and hit the ground. After a burst of jumping around, there was no sound.

Earlier, on the eagle's sorrow, Wang Chan held a big gun in his hand, and he was not afraid of these monsters. Now the yuan god has become, and his mana has made great progress. A casual blow is a killing move. Zhenyuan's mana followed the trend, and under one blow, all the vitality in the two falcons were destroyed.

"Since these rills have arrived here, I don't know if the Iron Feather Demon King is also nearby?"

One shot stabbed the two harp eagles to death, and Wang Chan did not hesitate any more. His robe was swinging, and his feet moved like clouds and flowing water. At this time, a movement in the forest also shocked the twenty or thirty harps in the distance. One had to be like a moth to the fire, and it was strange that the sky flew over. But he happened to hit the big gun in Wang Chan's palm head-on, sneering, and the cold light was shining everywhere. In a blink of an eye, he stabbed 20 or 30 awe-in-in-headed light one after another under Zhou's body. With one shot, he stabbed all the hawks to death on the spot.

Only on the treetops, there is a flipper. Because of its body size, it did not enter the forest with those companions. It only hovered over this forest. At this time, it suddenly saw a change in the mountain. A round of gunlight burst like cold electricity, and killed all its companions in an instant. The hawk immediately cried, and the void He circled and left as soon as he flapped his wings.

When Wang Chan saw it, he quickly stretched out his left hand, stopped his waist and cut it, brushed two blood lights, and sacrificed a seven-kill blood knife. The blood practiced like silk. He caught up head-on and immediately cut it into several pieces. When the body fell from the sky, the soul was full of blood, but it had already been full of Wang Zen's knife light, and it fell to the ground with a bang. The hair feathers flew, and the bones were broken like firewood, just like a mummified corpse that had been dried by the wind for thousands of years in the desert.

He got the true biography of the ancestor of Yuantu, practiced a few days of Taiyin poking magic, and made up for all the previous magic defects. Naturally, the first benefit was that he practiced the three magic powers of killing wolves for a long time. Among them, the ability of this seven-killing blood knife made the fastest progress. The power of Taiyin was integrated into the light of the knife to hurt people and hurt people.

Wang Chan took the knife light and his eyes moved. Suddenly, he saw a little warm flashing between the flying feathers in the sky. At that moment, he grasped it in the air and held it in his hand. He only felt that it was square and cold. He looked carefully at the sky. It turned out to be a jade card more than two inches long. On the jade plate, the front and back are engraved with simple patterns, and the four seal characters in the middle are written as "Mountainspecting Captain".

"It turns out that this bird demon is still a leader!" Wang Chan looked at it, and his heart suddenly moved. He hurriedly looked around. Sure enough, he also found a sign under the neck of the other headshots.

It's just that these plaons are ordinary, and the brand is also bronze, with "Iron Feather Demon Soldier" written on it, which is obvious that they are all small people.

I looked around again and found nothing else. I was disturbed by this matter, and the sky above my head had already lit up. "One more thing is better than one less thing. God knows what these Humbles are looking for. If I stay here again, I'm afraid there will be trouble for a while. But this is already the territory of the overturned temple on the Yin Mountain. How dare these bird demons of 100,000 mountains run around? Aren't you afraid of being held guilty by the monk who patrolled the mountain?

Wang Chan thought for a moment and felt that he had no clue, so he simply buried himself in the road. The dark mountain was vast and boundless, spanning hundreds of millions of miles. Even if Yuan Tu's ancestor put him in the nearest place before, he had made it clear that he wanted to arrive before noon, and there would not be plenty of time.

Fortunately, the next journey is still very calm, and there is nothing unusual for two hours in a row.

After crossing a mountain, a road appeared in front of me. The loess cushion road was ten feet wide, stretching all the way, winding around a huge divine mountain in the distance, all the way to the top.

Standing at the beginning of the road, with all my eyes, looking far away, even with the ability of Wang Chan now, I can only faintly see the high mountain up and down, which is faintly divided into nine layers, each of which is surrounded by white clouds and fog. Only on the mountain peaks, golden light pours down like running water, and countless tall temples overlap. , connected together.

Among the yuan gods, there is a Buddha's light that is extremely thick and thousands of miles wide, straight to heaven and earth, shining inside and outside the top of the mountain, like pure gold, shining. If there is no accident, it should be the end of Wang Chan's trip, the "Nine Major Xumi Mountain" occupied by the overlying temple, which is the ancestral land of all the Shamen Buddha countries in the world.

In this room, walking all the way west along the road, the vitality between heaven and earth seems to be full of a pious original surname. Every time the wind blows, it seems that you can hear an ancient bell in the wind, and the sound of Sanskrit singing. With the wind, the bottom of my heart is suddenly pure and peaceful.

"Sure enough, there are some ways!" Wang Chan stood on the road and frowned slightly. His school of practice, brave and diligent, has always had nothing to do with peace and purity. Naturally, he was not used to the Buddhist breath floating in the air. Fortunately, at this time, the number of people hiking up the mountain from all over the mountain gradually increased, and many breaths were mixed, which was not unbearable.

At the moment, I changed my mind, all the way to the dust, used the method of shrinking the ground, and went to the big Xumi Mountain.

In this way, he walked forward for about two hours. Wang Chan walked under his feet, like a miniature of thousands of miles in his pocket. Finally, he set foot on the first floor of Xumi Mountain just before noon.

This big Mount Sumiya is high in the sky and covers a wide area. Each floor is tens of thousands of miles. Although it is a mountain, it is no different from a world when placed outside. The first floor is called the bhikkhu country. Men, women and children in the country are all Buddhist believers, specializing in production and worshiping Shamen. However, between this day, there are a dense number of people. Most of them take this opportunity to walk from all over the world to come to the pilgrimage. In addition, there are also many Taoist priests, monsters and martial artists.

Buddhism spreads all sentient beings, claiming that all sentient beings are equal in the three worlds. Therefore, in this heavy Xumi Mountain, you can often see groups of demons and monsters linger around, some of which are not even completely transformed, with a beast's head and dragging a tail around.

When Wang Chan entered the city, it was just at noon. The sun shone directly from the top of his head and shone on the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain. Countless glazed tiles flashed with golden light, flashing and connected into one piece, as if he had formed a golden Buddha sitting on the mountain in front of him. Wang Chan immediately calmed down and looked at it again, but Everything is back to normal.

Just like this, somehow, Wang Chan suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of boredom in his heart. It seems that something has happened, but he is allowed to search his intestines and recall desperately, but he can't explain why that feeling is.

Daxumi Mountain is a holy place of Buddhism. Usually, only the first floor is open to the public, accommodating all the good men and women in the world who have perseverance and are willing to suffer great hardships. Therefore, in this Yinshan War, all the people who are qualified to come to watch the war also have to rest here. Later, at noon, they can witness a peerless war with their own eyes.

I felt around carefully. Seeing that there was no trace of Yuan Tu's ancestor, Wang Chan didn't bother to look for it. He just threw away the black robe and went straight into a large-scale liquor store in the Bhikkhu country. All the way up to the top floor, he saw that there was also a lot of meat in this restaurant, most of which were birds and blood in the Yinshan. Suddenly, his index finger moved, and he hurriedly asked people to fill a large basin, and opened his mouth to swallow it.

A few days ago, when he stayed in the Beidou Heavenly Palace, Wang Chan ate the elixir and ling fruit every day. Although it was also a great tonic, he was not used to it. Now when he saw meat, he immediately ate it, as if there was no one around.

This restaurant has nine floors, which is one of the tallest buildings in this place. People sit on it by the window and look out, and you can look at the four directions, which is very comfortable. When Wang Chan first came up, there were not many people. He just leaned against the private room on the west side. The door was closed, and the faint voice came from him, which was obviously occupied.

When he ate a lot, he made a big noise, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Oh! Didn't this man fight with the National People's Congress on my eagle sorrow stream before and destroy the spirit trainer in my cave!" In the private room, there was a gloomy man who was covered in a black robe, his eyebrows were like electricity, and his nose was like an eagle hook. Looking back, he saw Wang Chan through the gap in the door. His eyes suddenly became fierce, "Huh, the jade card of patrolling the mountain? I said that the children who were sent out last night didn't come back, but they were killed by this man again! Princess, this man is lawless. The captain of the mountain patrol was sealed by the king himself. Now he has been killed. He has deliberately lost the face of our Tianqianling. He really deserves to die.

It turns out that this person is the demon king Tie Yu. Previously, the Marquis of Yongding and Shen Xueyi chased Wang Chan, but they were led by Wang Chan to the east and asked the demon king to take the blame. After a fight for him, although he was fine, the 3,000-headed falks under his command were killed by the Marquis of Yongding with the dragon and tiger Xuantan.

Later, I knew the reason, because I really hated Wang Chan. Now at a glance, I found the jade card that Wang Chan hung around his waist. He immediately shouted and opened the door--

(to be continued)