Zuimo Town is becoming more and more lively.

Before Mao, everyone got up and moved. Some people fed spirit beasts, some planted spirit plants, and old spirit farmers took care of spirit trees. Hundreds of aunts and mothers-in-law took a bunch of children to process medicinal materials, and there were also young monks who got up early to practice.

This place is like a paradise and a paradise on earth, and it is desirable.

This morning, the biggest news was the disaster of the wind and snake.

Yesterday, a hurricane blew around the Sky Ridge. It is said that four or five wind pythons as thick as valleys appear, and a wind dragon wanders in the clouds.

Among the four major guards in Motianling, there were Nascent Soul monks in the East and West Guards and the South Guards to fight back the wind pythons and suppress disasters, so as not to give the wind snake a chance to rage. Only the Nascent Soul monks in the North Guards did not take action.

The residents of Lingbei were trembling and hurriedly packed up their homes to retreat with a large formation guarding the place on the ridge. They roared in the middle of the night, and the residents who did not evacuate in time suffered heavy losses.

"Brother You and his men set out."

"Go now?"

"No! Just now! Each of them carried a big bow in Xintianyou. That was the hard goods we, the Lord, spent a lot of money to smash the Tiangong Pavilion in the south and took out the treasure house."

"Haha, I won't treat our own people badly. And the brat in our family said, pretend to be like a lie, and I will return quickly. Don't their Nalan family like to show off? Don't they like to seize power? Have the ability to bring people and horses to kill Fengshe!"

Everyone talked and laughed, and was sure that the Wind and Snake disaster would not affect Zuimo Town. Even if they came here, there were so many large arrays in the town, so they would ensure that they would never return.

At this moment, You Er led his men into the whistling wind.

After a series of "bang bang bang" sounds, the nearby wind snakes were cleaned up by the spirit arrows.

"Start up, go a hundred miles, and withdraw immediately after finishing work. Put the divine talismans on my legs and body, keep your eyes open and keep your brothers around you, and don't fall behind."

"yes!"

The team moved very quickly and rushed out a hundred miles at lightning speed.

You Er took out twelve star banners, and the banner surface was already tied up quickly, and tamped them into the ground "bang bang bang bang" until the banner was no longer visible.

He dug another big pit, buried a batch of spirit stones, pasted golden spirit talismans at the bottom of the pit, and evacuated immediately after finishing the work.

The journey back was not smooth, but Confucius, Lu Laoqi, Zhu Shiyi, Cao Shisi, and Li Shiqiniang were all there.

With You Er, each led 60 people to take turns to shoot.

The arrows as thick as their wrists are covered with bursting talismans, and special dyes are buried in the arrow shaft. It is difficult for the wind snake to attack, not to mention the attack, even getting close to it.

Why use special dyes?

Because the wind is invisible, the power of the wind snake is that it comes and goes without a trace.

After using dye, one by one between the wind snakes will be transmitted, and the mark will be displayed soon, so that the people who encounter the wind snake will not be at a loss and avoid severe damage caused by sneak attacks.

Nalan Shuofeng can’t pick on the bones in the eggs just because he spreads dye. If you have the ability, do you take people into the wind and take them away?

At this moment, Chen Xinghe was lying in the middle of the cave, with a large net of ashes under him, and he was waiting for the evil ghost to knock on the door.

Shen'an and the five sisters were still at the bottom of the garrison. The five women recited the Golden Light Mantra with all their heart and strength, but did not show any abnormality.

Only in this way can they be safe.

I guess the old guy is also preparing, but I don’t know how many backup plans there are.

At noon, the wind and snake disaster became more and more intense, and hundreds of tornados appeared in the area around Motianling, alarming other Nascent Soul monks on the ridge.

Then I saw the thunderbolt of the blue and slashing the void, and I saw the five-colored flags raising the sky. Sometimes the rays were shining brightly, sometimes the fallen flowers were colorful, and the tornado hurricanes were shattered continuously. Only the north of the ridge was worse, the houses collapsed and the rocks penetrated the sky.

At noon, the world suddenly turned black, and a stream of smoke turned into a dragon and forced to head towards the Beiwei.

"Boom, rumbling, rumbling..." The garrison formation was hit hard.

Nalan Shuofeng immediately blew blood on his mouth, and his mind swayed. He didn't understand why the Fengshe disaster came to the Beiwei alone.

Even if he has good cultivation, he will vomit blood. How good can his monks be? Half of the personnel in the garrison fell to the ground and the other half fainted when they were shocked.

Just at this moment, the golden light curse appeared from inside to outside the ward. One after another, the golden light seemed to withstand the attack, preventing the wind and snakes like a giant dragon from succeeding.

Nearly half of the Yuanying monks in Motianling looked at the Beiwei Station, with deep eyes, gloating, or solemnity, witnessing Zhuo Huazi's last attempt today.

"It's almost done, and it's rare to survive for three hundred years, and drag the disaster to such a situation."

Chen Xinghe suddenly shook around him. It was the small seal of the General Guard, which was rendering golden light outwards, and suddenly plated the golden light over the cave.

"Huh?" A figure walked out of the golden light.

He looked like a teenager, but his right eye was sunken, and his right eye was covered with wrinkles. His appearance was ugly and strange, with a strong corpse energy behind him, and his vitality was withering.

"Is this guy guarded?"

"No, I have something to like him, and I am catching the house! Damn, I dare to snatch it before me."

Zhuo Huazi launched a loud bang and drilled into Chen Xinghe's eyebrows. He saw the long starlight trying his best to block a golden cricket.

Just as the Nascent Soul took the first step in taking over the body, a number room suddenly opened on the ninth floor of the Beiwei Institute, and the Hanglong clan stepped out.

A moment later, the Huanlong clan came to the bottom of the garrison and sent a voice to Shen'an and the five girls: "Don't stop, continue to recite the Golden Light Mantra, and slowly retreat, and do not disturb the spiritual weapons on the old guy."

The five girls were very familiar with Chen Xinghe, and they were also familiar with the Huanlong family who were stored in a race bag. They communicated with each other with their eyes and began to retreat, very careful.

Chen Xinghe did not step forward, but took out a golden talisman and stuck it on the ground, signaling the five sisters to retreat a little longer, and told them to leave immediately if something strange happened. After he made the arrangement, he turned the number room.

Zhuo Huazi had already taken the golden cricket, but what he didn't expect was that the golden cricket suddenly enlarged its body, as huge as a palace, and opened its mouth and spit out twelve golden statues.

They are the twelve zodiac signs, rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep, monkey, chicken, dog, and pig.

The statue's eyes lit up, and Zhuo Huazi immediately judged that these twelve statues actually contained a powerful magical power against the soul.

"It's a bit interesting. No matter how exquisite you are, you can be just right in front of the Nascent Soul monk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the twelve zodiac signs collapsed. As Zhuo Huazi waved his sleeves, even the huge golden crickets as big as a palace were cracked.

"Crack..." The golden cricket's outer skin fell off, revealing a golden coffin, which was consciously revived quickly, and it was incredibly said: "Ninth Soul?"

"Oh? This method of preserving the soul is awesome. Who are you? Do you dare to snatch prey with me?" Zhuo Huazi came closer and raised his slap and pressed it at the golden coffin. Unexpectedly, with a buzzing sound, he and the person in the coffin came over.

"Dare to seal me?" Zhuo Huazi was furious.

An old figure appeared outside the coffin and looked around and was shocked: "Nine Tribulations of Yellow Spring Art?"

"Bang bang bang..." The golden coffin trembled heavily, obviously unable to hold on for too long.
Chapter completed!