Chapter 702: The Great War (2)

Ma Charan didn't know when he had stopped the cui flute in his hand, a pair of apricot eyes looked at the direction of the abbot of Kongwen, he was angry, and snorted, "Kongwen This old bald donkey, it's really a two-hit, it's a pity that I have raised the baby for so long, look at the trick!" As he spoke, Macharan's figure rose into the air, turned around in the air, and sat firmly on the trunk of the big tree behind him, and the cui flute in his hand was gently placed to his mouth, and a slow flute sound spread in the air again.

I don't know why, this time the flute sound is a very cheerful sound, under the sound of the song scattered around the green snakes are all gathered in one place, but they don't challenge everyone again, but this kind of scene is the most numb to their scalps, because obviously, Macharan must be brewing the next sortie, no one will feel that this time the crisis is over, everyone's eyes are staring at these green snakes in front of them, for fear that they will be a sudden attack and caught off guard.

The cheerful flute sound floated in the air, and the letter of the green snake was like the impermanence of asking for life lingering around everyone, and time passed little by little, but no one dared to move, or even dare to breathe, until the cheerful music gradually fell, and the bloody breath in the air was still faintly audible, and the night was getting thicker, and many people could no longer see the Macharan in the treetops in the distance, but as soon as the music changed, the cheerful sound just now was gone, and it turned to a burst of killing gas, accompanied by the smell of blood in the air, as if everyone present was pulled to Shura Hell。

The flute sound is rhythmic, and a green flute that looks plain is the most deadly weapon at this time, with the sound of the flute in the ears, it seems to pull everyone's mind to a strange place, where it is full of blood and killing, the violent breath begins to permeate the crowd, the foot is no longer this piece of wild grass in the Valley of Bliss, but the white bones, blood flowing, everyone's body seems to be the most violent breath has been awakened, a huge sense of exhaustion fills everyone's body, as if they have just experienced a great war, and the white bones under their feet are the best proof, Macharan on the treetops looked coldly, A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, the sound of the flute changed again, as if it was a war drum, and there seemed to be countless enemies rushing in the yellow sand in the distance......

At this moment, the green snakes around them seemed to have received some order, and the letters they spit out became more frequent, everything seemed to happen in an instant, and all the green snakes gathered the strength of their whole bodies, soared into the air, and pounced on the prey in their eyes......

In the blink of an eye, countless people have died from the poison of the green snake, but perhaps even Macharan did not expect that in such a short period of time, someone would be able to avoid the power of his "Soul Eater", and there was still a group of people in the crowd with clear eyes and seemed to be unmoved.

"Dharma precepts, Dharma protectors!" The crowd heard that the abbot and the master of the precepts have profound Buddhist knowledge, and this Macharan has not yet been at home "Requiem Eater" Naturally did not erode them, but seeing that tonight's balance has fallen to the side of the Valley of Bliss, the abbot moved, not only him, Shaolin Temple and Putian Shaolin's Taoist monks sat down together, the abbot of the empty hearing put the ring staff in his hand on the ground, suddenly, a burst of Sanskrit sound sounded in the air, as if it was sprinkled from the nine heavens, Sanskrit sound, as if it had overshadowed Macharan's flute, the Sanskrit sound sung from the mouth of the Shaolin Temple monk seemed to have some kind of divine power, solemn, people were afraid after listening to it, even Li Tian seemed to be affected by this Sanskrit sound at this moment。

Under the influence of this Sanskrit sound, the heads of Hanzhi Shitai, Aoba Zhenren, and Yuxuzi are the heads of various factions. The elder relied on the deep internal strength to take the lead in waking up from the illusion, the situation was urgent, and they didn't have time to thank these people in the Shaolin Temple, so they all flew to the front disciples one by one, and cut down all the green snakes, the Sanskrit sound did not stop, not only that, the people of the Shaolin Temple had the Qingye Taoist to join, and they had all withdrawn and sat down, and the speed of chanting in their mouths became faster, and the Sanskrit sounds entered the ears one by one, and soon all the people were awakened from the illusion.

The wind and clouds on this side suddenly changed, and Macharan over there was caught off guard, broken by this Sanskrit sound, and was countered by "Requiem", a mouthful of blood of 'wow' spurted out, and the shadow was crumbling, and finally fell from the treetops, Machalan turned around in the air, and finally landed beside Li Tian, but the blood at the corner of her mouth seemed to flow unstoppably.

"Gu envoy, are you okay?" Li Tian knew that this time it was Macharan who was defeated, and Li Tian's eyes never took his eyes off those people, but he still asked about Machalan's injuries with concern.

Machalan's eyes were full of hatred, Qianqianyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said hatefully, "Ghost envoy, I didn't expect these bald donkeys' internal strength to be so profound, my "Soul Eater" won't work for them, don't worry, I'm fine, but... The next step is to do the tricky. ”

If you talk about the number of people, the people from the Ghost Altar and the Gu Altar together are not as many as these people, if you talk about martial arts, Macharan has been seriously injured, and only Li Tian can resist this side of the Paradise Valley, but the heads of all the factions over there gather, if they really make a move, they will definitely not be able to get a little bargain on their side, Li Tian also knows that if they resist desperately, there is only a dead end, but they can't retreat now, because they want to buy time for the Buddha altar, even if it's just a little time, Li Tian's eyes are resolute, and he can't see the slightest hint of retreat," Listen, everyone, and eat the pill in your hand!"

Just when the people in the Valley of Bliss swallowed the pill in their hands, the Aoba Daoist and their side had already strangled all the remaining green snakes, this time, it was the two parties that were really opposed, and none of the people on either side wanted to retreat, and the people led by the Aoba Daoist hurriedly gathered together and faced Li Tian and Machalan.

"Ma Chalan, the Gu Envoy of the Valley of Bliss, it is really a good means!" Tie Hexuan over there looked at Ma Charan and Li Tian with fire in his eyes, it is impossible for Tie Hexuan not to be familiar with Ma Chalan, when she was in Qiandeng Town, it was she and Yao Jian who killed so many disciples of the Divine Leg Sect and Tie Hexuan's second brother - Duan Hong, just now so many people died under the sound of Ma Chalan's flute, and now that the enemy is close at hand, all the anger of Tie Hexuan seems to explode at this moment.

"Yo, it turned out to be the iron master, I haven't seen it for many years, today it seems that the iron master is going to avenge the revenge of Qiandeng Town back then?" Facing Tie Hexuan, Ma Charan stepped forward, where he could see that he had just been injured by the Sanskrit sound of Shaolin Temple, and his willow eyebrows were lightly raised, as if he was ridiculing Tie Hexuan, "What? Tie Da Boss came to take revenge, where is the need to bring so many people here?" Be careful that you people have a life to come to my Holy Sect, but you don't have a life to go out!"

(End of chapter)