In the Heavens

　　 The village of Zhao, twenty miles away, the well-known Zhao Juren, had taken the villagers to wait at the entrance of the village early, as if he was welcoming some big man.

　　 The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a special horse team appeared on the horizon. Under the shining of the sun, his eyes were a little dazzling.

　　The distance is getting closer and closer, and after seeing the people clearly, I know that this is a group of monks.

　　 "Masters have come from afar, making my Zhaojia Village flourish. We have prepared fast food in the village, please move by the monks."

　　 "Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor is polite. It is a sin for us from outside the world to visit for no reason and disturb the tranquility of your village."

　　...

　　 Had a guest, and after a few unnutritious greetings, the monks still entered the table under the guidance of Zhao Juren.

　　 A similar scene has been continuously performed in Henan since the Shaolin monks descended from the mountain.

　　The villages and wealthy courtyards along the way are all proud of welcoming the Shaolin monks, fully demonstrating the influence of the ground snake.

　　 Regardless of the delicious food on the table, Abbot Yuan Cong asked a lay disciple who was inquiring about the news: "How is the battle ahead?"

　　 The blue-clothed middle-aged man hurriedly replied: "I have been fighting for nearly two hours, even the Huiji River has been dyed red.

　　 The scene is very chaotic. In order not to attract the attention of the two warring parties, the disciples and others dare not get too close.

　　 But from the big point of view, the two sides are still indifferent, and the winner should be indistinguishable for a while. "

　　 Chaos is right.

　　 The Slayer Alliance is a mixture of fish and dragons, and there are hundreds of large and small forces in it; the demon sect belongs to the same good and the bad.

　　 If all of this can be integrated in a short time, I am afraid that even the Bauhinia City will be unable to sleep.

　　 Yuan Cong nodded and said, "Send someone to keep staring. If one party shows signs of failure, he will immediately report back."

　　 "Yes, abbot!"

As soon as 　　's voice fell, the man in blue immediately turned and left, showing the word "efficiency" vividly.

　　 looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and secretly calculated the distance, Yuan Cong found that the current position of himself and others was not safe enough. It takes a quarter of an hour at the earliest to come and go for more than twenty miles.

　　 The soldiers are very fast on the battlefield, and it is hard to pick peaches fast or slow. A quarter of an hour is enough time for a lot of things to happen.

　　 "Everyone ate quickly, and after a stick of incense, we set off again."

　　...

　　 "Donor Zhao, please take care of the horses."

　　 seems to be discussing, but in fact it is ordering. It's just that the words came out of the abbot Yuancong, and no one was surprised.

　　...

　　 On the battlefield, Li Mu was almost numb. The whole audience was in a mess, and the mutual care that had been promised soon became empty talk on the battlefield.

　　Don't say that it repelled Dugu Qingyun, even "Dugu Qingyun died", the righteous side shouted dozens of times, and the battle continued.

　　Of course, the Demon Cult has no less choreographing the righteous bosses. The effect is the same, no one believes it.

　　Different from the battle between the two armies, there is also a handsome banner. A melee broke out in the martial arts, it was a mess, it was purely wherever the fight was counted.

　　 If you insist on describing it, it means that both sides can kill it. From the initial in order to defeat the opponent, it has evolved to kill for the sake of killing.

　　 Jianghu rules are here, but there are no rules. In the past, the big men who held their own identities, after solving their opponents, also joined the massacre of the small soldiers.

　　 Li Mu doesn't know how many other people behave. Anyway, the demon cultists who fell under his sword definitely have three figures, and many of them are first-class players.

　　 Judging from the situation on the battlefield, there are definitely more people lying down than standing, and both sides in the war have suffered heavy losses.

　　 Being on the scene, Li Mu finally understood why the Huashan faction suffered heavy losses in all the battles between good and evil.

　　 It’s not that everyone doesn’t know that life-saving is the most important thing. It’s that when you are on the battlefield, you can’t help yourself. If he accidentally killed him, he didn't even remember who he was.

　　 "Huashan disciples gathered to me."

　　 Li Mu shouted for the nth time.

　　 His leader deserves to be a failure. After the melee broke out, apart from being able to command Huashan disciples, few others knew him at all.

　　 is not everyone's eyesight, but the image has changed too much. The white clothes that were originally personable are now dyed red.

　　, coupled with the evil spirit brought about by the killing, acting as a ghost in the middle of the night, you don't need makeup, and you can scare people to death by just stopping there.

　　 With the gathered Huashan disciples, he rushed forward indefinitely. It seemed that the gods were blocking the killing of the gods, and the Buddhas were blocking the killing of the Buddhas. In fact, Li Mu led people to the edge of the battlefield.

　　Dying Daoists do not die poor Dao.

　　 At this time, Li Mu couldn't care too much. Continue to spend so much in the central area, and I am afraid that there will not be many people left in the Huashan faction until the end of the war.

　　 With the continuous growth of the team, he soon became the brightest cub on the battlefield and successfully attracted the attention of people in the magic sect.

　　 It's a pity that most of the high-level demons are dragged down, and there is no time to direct the battle. Occasionally a few who got rid of their opponents came to meet and were sent to **** by Li Mu.

　　...

　　 "Kill!"

　　 The sound of killing from the east suddenly became louder. Looking around, a group of guys with their own reflective special effects are joining the battlefield. Li Mu knew that the Shaolin monks would pick peaches again this time.

　　 But this is exactly what he wants to see. At this time, the Huashan faction cannot compete in the Central Plains, and it is meaningless to fight for the so-called dominance.

　　 For the Huashan School, only when the Shaolin Temple topped the front to attract the firepower of the court, could it develop its strength in the rear with peace of mind.

　　 Even if it is inevitable to become the confidant of the court, it cannot immediately become the "number one confidant".

　　 Of course, this is just Li Mu's personal thoughts. Many people in the door have long looked at the Central Plains, and they can't wait to take Shaolin and replace them immediately.

　　 Yanzi is the tongue-in-cheek hero. Li Mu is self-aware and doesn't think that with a few words, he can suppress everyone's ambitions for the Central Plains.

　　 I had no choice but to make this bad move. Push the boat along the river and lead the Shaolin Temple to jump out to pick peaches.

　　...

　　 "Reinforcements are coming!"

　　 was originally caught in the anxious battlefield, and soon polarization took place. The morale of the righteous side is greatly boosted, and some people on the demon sect side have started to run away.

　　 Dugu Qingyun who doesn’t know where to hide, UU reading www. uukanshu.com also went out at the moment. It is a pity that no matter how much he fiddles with, he can't stop the defeat.

　　...

　　The battle is over. Looking at the battlefield full of debris, Li Mu sighed helplessly as he listened to the screams that came continuously.

　　 waved the sweat on his forehead, after adjusting his mentality, Li Mu brought the remaining senior leaders of the alliance to Shaolin and his party.

　　 "More gods and monks, help each other at the critical moment, and help the martial arts generals!"

　　 seems to be polite, but the strong alienation in the tone can be heard by anyone.

　　 Especially the four words "critical moment", Li Mu's tone of voice is particularly strong. It seems to be saying: You sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, we all know.

　　 There were more than ten people who accompanied them, all of them were pale. His eyes were full of evil spirits, and he stared at Abbot Yuan Cong glaringly.

　　"Amitabha! Li Mengzhu's words are serious. The little monk and others have only done a modest effort for the martial arts. How can it be said to save the martial arts.

　　 All heroes are the real heroes who defeated the Demon Cult today. After this battle, the Demon Cult was also badly injured. Next..."

　　 deserves to be a monk, for this face, Li Mu feels ashamed.

　　 On the face of Abbot Yuan Cong, there is no trace of guilt, as if it had nothing to do with them when they were sitting and watching the two sides hurt.

　　 Knowing the truth, seeing that the eye drops are almost on the spot, Li Mu pretended to be angry and said, "Masters, I have to treat the wounded later, so I won't call you anymore.

　　Wait for the coming day, I will prepare a banquet, and then invite all the gods and monks to come! "

　　 Fortunately, abbot Yuan Cong's qi training is high enough, and he is in a good mood now, otherwise he has to go crazy on the spot.

　　 invite the monk to have a drink, just think about it...