A few days later, Xiniu Hezhou, the corner of Lingshan.

Taoist Wen Jing covered his left shoulder, his pretty face was pale and bloodless, and his breath was fluctuating, and the blood-colored gauze skirt on his body looked more and more bright.

Behind the Wenjing Taoist, a man and a woman turned into a ferocious beast of Hongmeng kneeled on one knee, each with injuries;

The man who turned into a ferocious beast had mostly been indented in his chest, and his bones were broken around his injuries. At this moment, he was full of mana.

After careful identification, the injury of the mouth of the pot was exactly the outline of a cow's hoof...

The atmosphere was slightly depressing.

There was a ferocious beast in front of the man Wen Jing’s body, and the pressure on it had not yet dissipated.

His body was more than two feet long, like a black-haired ferocious bear. His body was incomplete and unrecognizable. It was obvious that he suffered a storm-like attack before his death.

On the other side of the body, several figures sat in the shadows, all of whom were patched in robes.

An old Taoist looked at the shoulders covered by Taoist Wen Jing, and said in suspicion:

"Qingniu? Laojun's mount?

Just a mount, will you beat you like this?"

Taoist Wen Jing hurriedly said, "Associate Master, that green cow is very powerful, and it is an ancient alien species, which is quite difficult to deal with!

He had a steel ring in his hand, which was a secret treasure made by Laojun. He could collect all kinds of magic weapons that could be used. He also had a fan. In just a moment, he slapped us out of the sky..."

"Damn it!"

A famous short and fat old Taoist next to him, Ling Ling cursed: "The Yuan Tu Jian was unable to be retrieved. You were so embarrassed by a mount. What's the use of Lingshan? "

"Associate leader, yes, it's the God of Water!"

Behind Wen Jing, the woman who turned into a ferocious beast immediately shouted:

"It was the Heavenly Court Water God who took action. He must have calculated this matter and ambushed around the traitor's iron fan early!"

The five old Taoists looked at each other a few times, and the old Taoist in the middle said in a deep voice:

"This is serious?"

Wen Jing frowned and pursed her lips, silent.

The woman shouted in a trembling voice: "Please spare your life, this matter is absolutely true!

I will definitely not admit my mistake in that aura of rhyme. Now there is only a water god in the three realms of paper people!"

The old Taoists' eyes suddenly became sharp.

The short and fat old Taoist who was used to pretending to be a black face immediately cursed: "Hmph! What a literary politeness, why did you hide it before and not report it?"

Taoist Wen Jing was a little reluctant to speak but stopped, and hesitated in his beautiful eyes, as if he was weighing something.

The man who turned into a ferocious beast looked up at Wen Jing's back, and a little sneered across the corner of his mouth, so he said in a low voice as if it were difficult:

"Associate leader, please don't blame Commander Wenjing for this!

At that time, the water god appeared, and we were in a hurry. It was the incarnation of the water god that Commander Wen Jing took action to kill, so that we could escape smoothly and come back to report this to the deputy leader."

"What did you say?"

An old Taoist immediately stood up, stared at him, and shouted: "Wenjing, did you really kill the incarnation of the Water God?"

Taoist Wen Jing turned his head and glared at the man, who immediately lowered his head, as if he was quite frightened.

Really? A contest between senior actors.

"Damn it!"

The short and fat old man shouted and scolded: "The teacher has been desperate a few days ago. In the past century, you must not provoke the water god Li Changgeng. Wen Jing, you know this, and even took action to kill the water god incarnation!

The water god will revenge and will be scheming. He will definitely take revenge on our Lingshan!"

Another old Taoist sighed, "Wen Jing, do you know that a senior brother once destroyed the incarnation of the Water God, which was awful. The Jie Sect Zhao Gongming targeted him. At that time, the Water God had not yet gained power.

Now the Water God has to seal Taibai Jinxing, and is in charge of the great disaster... Are you still afraid of him, so you have less hatred for us?"

Taoist Wen Jing slowly closed his narrow phoenix eyes, with a little helplessness in his eyes and a little ridiculous.

She sighed softly and said:

“If we don’t kill the incarnation of the Water God, we may not be able to come back here;

If the deputy leader thinks that Wen Jing has done something wrong, Wen Jing will be punished by himself.

But in the end, I felt a little dissatisfied.

He was just a golden fairyland incarnated there. If we don’t kill him, we will not be able to survive. Why can’t we kill him?"

"Wenjing, who are you shaking your face? You!"

The short and fat old Taoist with a bad temper was scolding loudly, and suddenly he sighed softly, and the old Taoist's loud voice came to an abrupt end.

A figure in a gray robe appeared strangely in front of the Taoist Wen Jing.

There is no trace of the universe!

Several old Taoists stood up quickly and hurriedly bowed to the gray-robed figure, saying:

"teacher."

Taoist Wen Jing trembled and immediately lowered his head and knelt down, not daring to look up at the old Taoist in gray robe.

This breath, this faint pressure...

The true pillar of Western religion, the six saints’ guide to Taoist people!

"Wenjing pays homage to the great leader!"

"Yeah," Jie Yin responded, his hands hanging down beside him, his body was slightly hunched, "Raise your head."

A few drops of cold sweat emerged from Taoist Wenjing's pale cheeks, and the heart of Tao was cold.

The pressure of the saint, the secret in her heart, was so close that her heart was almost instantly lost.

But after all, she was a vicious mosquito Taoist who was born and the world. The Hongmeng beast that walked out of the sea of ​​blood. Her heart was really tough. At this moment, she slowly raised her head, and her pupils were constantly trembling in her narrow phoenix eyes.

The eyelids are half-hung, and that gaze seems to be able to see through Wen Jing’s heart of Tao!

Wen Jing didn't dare to say anything at all at this time, and his heart was blank. He forced himself to think about the situation of the small world war a few days ago...

The violent green bull tear the ferocious beast with both hands;

She pulled the paper Taoist of the Water God in a flash...

"Don't be afraid."

The Taoist in charge said this, took a step forward, bypassed the figure of Taoist Wenjing, and went to the man who turned into a ferocious beast.

"look up."

The man who was bowing his head and leaning over shook his Adam's apple, quickly raised his head and looked at the saint...

After a while, the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe at the Taoist robe swung gently, and the man's eyes instantly lost their light, and his body suddenly collapsed, turning into a small pile of fine black sand.

There is no more fluctuation in the creatures.

The Taoist in charge of the Taoist whispered: "Wen Jing has been promoted to the top of the Dark Guardian."

After saying that, the figure of the Taoist Master gradually faded away, and dissipated with the wind as the old Taoists received the order.

Taoist Wen Jing looked pale and almost collapsed to the ground.

But there was a smile on her lips and she leaned over to thank her in the depths of Lingshan.

"Wenjing thanks Master!"

The old Taoists had a slightly complicated expression. When they looked at the graceful figure of Taoist Wen Jing, they showed a gentle smile.

The short and fat old Taoist who just scolded Wen Jing, flicked his sleeves and turned around and walked away.

Half an hour later, Wen Jing Taoist's cave.

A wisp of mosquito sound passed by, and Taoist Wen Jing appeared, lay weakly on the bed, breathing a long sigh.

Horrible...

She felt like she had survived a disaster, and the passage she heard a few days ago came from the sound of Lord Water God...

No, I am already Lord Xingjun at this time.

[Wenjing, it's me.

The cow spirit in front of you is Laojun's mount, and its strength is above you.

Your identity cannot be exposed even in front of Laojun's cow.

Taking this opportunity, you might as well kill a paper Taoist, and then take one or two of my subordinates back to Lingshan to obtain the merits and consolidate your position in Lingshan.

Everything is adaptable and you don’t have to hesitate to take action against me later.]

On the bed, Taoist Wen Jing frowned slightly, feeling the impact of the saint's pressure just now, and his pale face quickly returned to rosy.

‘When will the adults want me to lurk in Western religion?
To be continued...