Ye Ting recognized this thing, but it was a relatively rare golden-eyed beast to avoid water. This thing was just a word from the golden-eyed beast to banish the water, and the level was very different. The monster in front of him was just a foundation-building monster, and was beaten by a group of cultivators so much that he could not even howl.

No matter how low the level of such a strange beast is, it is also something with a long face when raised in the mountain gate. Moreover, this water-avoiding golden-eyed beast can act as a good mount. After being tamed, it will be like a flat ground when climbing the mountain.

Monk Zhuoji's robe was flying, and he stepped onto the beach from the boat, recited the Buddha's name, and said, "Don't do it slowly, this monster is destined to me."

The leader of the scattered cultivator was also in the foundation-building realm. When he heard this, he was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. However, the helpers he gathered together saw the monk from the Little Vajra Temple appear, and his hands were slowed down, and he obviously did not dare to fight against the people from the Little Vajra Temple.

The wandering cult pointed at Monk Zhuoji, shivered all over and said, "How could this be the reason!"

Monk Zhuoji smiled faintly, threw a Vajra circle in his hand, and with a flash, he wrapped the neck of the Golden Eye Beast of the Water-avoiding Beast. The Golden Eye Beast of the Water-avoiding Beast was beaten to the point of being beaten, and Monk Zhuoji easily conquered it and said to the casual cultivator: "The heaven has the virtue of being alive. I will take this monster back to the Little Vajra Temple to purify the anger on my body with Buddhism. In the future, it may achieve the right result and increase the donor's good deeds."

More than twenty monks said sternly behind Zhuoji at the same time. The monk had already bit his teeth, but he didn't dare to call the cultivator to do anything. He was afraid that with a call, his companions would escape first.

"Since we have a destiny to be with the master, we will leave." The monk cherished his life, and did not even say a ruthless word.

Ye Ting was interesting to see and asked the Liu family to get off the boat. After getting close to the island, he found that it was not small. The jungle on the island was dense, and the roar of monsters came. This was also one of the hunting grounds. The casual cultivator led his companions to march deep into the island, thinking that these monks should not follow.

The young man Ye Ting walked to the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast and reached out to touch it. Just as Monk Zhuoji was about to stop drinking, he saw the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast bent down in fear and let Ye Ting grab the hair on its top.

His Pudu Golden Ring is not as powerful as that. Ye Ting may have been born in a large sect, and the power on his body makes the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast afraid. Otherwise, even if he is trapped by the Golden Ring, he will still have to be obedient.

Ye Ting studied it for a while and sighed: "This is the fate of the master."

Monk Zhuoji said together: "Shame, the little monk has little fortune, so this monster has to go back to deal with it for the master."

Ye Ting gave up and stopped asking for it. Yulongcheng is not good at raising monsters. If he doesn't have a wizard bag, it will be very difficult to carry this thing and will cause a lot of trouble.

Monk Zhuoji came prepared, and Buddhism liked to subdue strange monsters and put them in the temple to fill the scene. He took the monster-raising bag, and persuaded the golden-eyed beast to take the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast into the monster-raising bag.

In the forest in the distance, a human scream suddenly came. Ye Ting knew that it was the monk who had just entered without telling it. He said to Monk Zhuoji: "This island is dangerous."

Monk Zhuoji slowly said: "The donor has accumulated good deeds just now, so I have to go and see what it is."

"Master, mercy." Ye Ting sincerely praised.

The monks of Xiaovingung Temple were divided into three parts, with only a dozen incense lay Buddhists left on the boat, and the rest got off the boat and followed Zhuoji to the island.

Ye Ting and the other two followed Zhuo Ji, crossed the beach more than twenty meters and entered the forest area. After moving forward for more than a hundred meters, they could no longer tell the path. The two monks flew up the crescent shovel and opened the way in front. The surroundings became dark and the sunlight was isolated from the tree crown.

Ye Ting took a pure silver light talisman and handed it to Wang Ruoke and said, "Can you inspire it?"

This is the Taoist talisman, and Ye Ting cannot use it. It’s just that he remembers the identity of a monk in the Demon Sect. If it were not for the juncture of life and death, he would not use other teachings indiscriminately. This is an external object, not a martial art.

Wang Ruoke took the pure silver light talisman and slowly activated it. The range of thirty feet in front and back was in the halo of the talisman. This light was not dazzling, but it had the effect of expelling evil and toxicity.

Wang Ruoke has a solid foundation. If he were a casual cultivator, he would have to build a foundation before he could use it.

"Stop." Monk Zhuoji's speed of speech suddenly became faster. The two monks in front put away the crescent shovel and stood there. Ye Ting also noticed that the fallen leaves under his feet were a little too dry.

In such an environment, it is wet and rainy, and the ground should be muddy. But under the dry fallen leaves, the earth is hard.

In just three breaths, black fog appeared in the forest. The ground under his feet shook slightly. Ye Ting grabbed Wang Ruoke's hand and stretched to the left. The ground cracked silently, and a dazzling red light appeared.

The crack reached three feet in a blink of an eye. At this time, the sound of a landslide came from the ground. Many monks were not prepared and were dizzy. At this time, a red light flew out of the cracks on the earth, and rolled up a monk like lightning and dragged it into the crack.

Monk Zhuoji suddenly had a ring knife in his hand and slashed forward. It was too late. The sound of the Buddhist sound sounded, and the monk had been dragged without a trace.

call……

The hot wind blew out from the cracks in the ground, and the surrounding trees began to burn as the red wind blew. It was fine within the range of the pure silver light talisman, but outside the silver light, the forest quickly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The crack was not bad, it was protected by the pure silver light talisman, and there were ten monks and fifteen incense lay Buddhists on the other side. The crack was getting wider and wider. Judging from the situation, the entire island was about to crack slowly.

The two monks took off their cassocks and threw them up. Then they jumped on the cassock and flew towards the sky. The cassocks flew into the rolling black smoke in a blink of an eye. Liu Wenji raised her longbow, and before she could shoot an arrow, her two heads had already rolled down from the black smoke.

"Go back and go to the beach." Monk Zhuoji no longer cared about the trapped cultivators and issued an order to retreat.

Everyone retreated quickly, with the pure silver light talisman present, and they had not lost their path yet. They retreated to the edge of the forest, but saw dense shadows climbing up the beach in the sea, struggling to stand up, but there were zombies wearing iron armor.

The zombie climbed up the beach and walked towards the forest. There were countless numbers. Ye Ting released the magic shadow, and could only observe that zombies were everywhere under the shallows. It was as if there was no end at all.

On the boat on the sea, the left-behind people stood on the deck, staring at the zombies in a daze.

The calm sea surface suddenly shaking, the island was shaking, layer by layer of air ripples became visible to the naked eye and spread outward, monks and monks all used their abilities to protect their bodies, and the ripples spread to the sea, and the sailboats in the Little King Kong Temple were just rushing by the ripples, and the hull suddenly shattered pieces and wooden boards flew around.

Several incense lay Buddhists fell into the water and struggled hard, but were held back by the zombies under the water and sank down. All that rose was thick blood.

"Formation." Monk Zhuoji's voice trembled a little, not because he had lost his fellow disciples.

The four monks from Xiao Jingang Temple formed a formation in groups. Ye Ting and the other two were outsiders, and they also assigned an incense layman to come over. They could not form a formation, but just raised a beast-headed shield and stood on the flank.

The formation of these four people is one person responsible for defense, one person responsible for attack, one person responsible for the operation of the formation, and the last person responsible for command. The four monks are like one, walking onto the beach. Although the zombies in front are endless, the cracks on the ground behind them are the more serious problems.

The black smoke in the forest had spread to the beach. Ye Ting glanced at the monk's formation, took out the Earth Flame Sword, and carried it on his back. He released the Black Turtle Sword Talisman and cut a big tree with a lightning light. The sword light was like lightning, silently cutting out more than 400 feather arrow-shaped materials for Ye Ting.

Only Liu Wenji's arrow bag can hold 360 feather arrows. Ye Ting cut out these wooden arrows, but Liu Wenji didn't know what it meant.

"There are too many zombies, your weapons are not good." Ye Ting reminded that Liu Wenji only realized that she had only brought more than 300 arrows, and the number of zombies was at least several million. How could she fight?

"Give your arrows to Ruoke, leave two talisman treasures." Ye Ting said, took out a talisman and shook it casually. The talisman was enlarged like a quilt, with golden light scattered, and had already rolled up the wooden arrows on the ground.

The wooden arrow quickly turned into a real metal arrow, and with the muffled sound of the talisman, more than 400 long arrows were fixed.

Monk Zhuoji glanced over and thought to himself, why did Ye Ting have so many talismans on his body? This Heavenly God Sharp Golden Talisman is something that only a monk with elixirs can refine. Unfortunately, Ye Ting couldn't use it, so he was destroyed in one go.

Liu Wenji transferred the feather arrows in her archer bag to Wang Ruoke, leaving only two recently refined fubao feather arrows. Ye Ting asked her to pack up the arrows on the ground and said, "These things can't be shot. The layman is responsible for defense, I am responsible for attack, you are responsible for treatment and assistance, and everyone follows Ruoke."

Wang Ruoke looked at Ye Ting. After Ye Ting said this, she didn't know where to put her feet.

"Follow Master Zhuoji." After Ye Ting's words, Wang Ruoke rushed over.

Monk Zhuoji spoke, "Donor Ye, this is the small Vajra formation. The earth, water, wind and fire are transformed at will, and it is not necessary for someone to attack."

"They can't learn it." Ye Ting said.

Monk Zhuoji said again: "Donald Ye, do you think this is the gate of all worlds?"

He was referring to the cracks on the earth, and Ye Ting replied: "No, it's more like a broken space. Maybe it's refined by some powerful man and treated it as a cave."

Monk Zhuoji's face changed drastically and he shouted, "Use Buddha Treasure!"

While he was speaking, he had already taken a string of golden rosary beads and hung them around his neck. The rosary beads were full, and the golden halo was flowing in Sanskrit. They were utensils dedicated to the Buddha. They would take more than a hundred years to be contaminated with some real Buddha spirit.

Ye Ting reached out and snatched the pure silver light talisman from Wang Ruoke's hand. The demon god's spell broke the spell and slapped it hard and it was fixed on Wang Ruoke's back.

"Poisonous!" The monk who was approaching the zombie in front roared angrily, and one of them fell straight to the ground.

Whoosh!

The iron armored zombies on the beach were moving hard. Some zombies actually took out their iron bows and shot iron arrows at this side. The iron arrow was rusty, and only one arrow flashed with cold light.
Chapter completed!