Wang Langjun and Master Citong faced each other, with more than 100,000 spectators.

An aura was generated invisibly, and it was anxious in people's hearts.

Just like the sunshine on the afternoon day shines on your body, it is so hot that it makes people feel excited, and they are breathing endlessly, and they are particularly overwhelming.

Seeing that the two of them had broken down, a battle would break out at any time. The white-haired Taoist priest standing on the tree on the mountain five miles away said, "This time I have a good show."

At least three points better than just now.

I just don’t know how powerful Wang Langjun can use strange treasures to control plants and trees to form countless vines to tie people. How powerful can he grow?

It's really exciting!"

"Are you telling a joke with your senior brother?

Wang Langjun used the strange treasure to tie up 40,000 to 50,000 people, and directly scared away 60,000 to 70,000 people.

Isn't this magical enough? Is it magical?"

The Taoist Masao Banhai glanced at him in surprise and said.

He was very anxious and could hardly resist rushing forward to grab the strange treasure on Wang Langjun.

But the white-haired senior brother was like a sculpture, standing on the tree, letting the wind blow, and not moving at all, calm like a mountain, making Junior Brother Banfa dare not move.

This is very proud.

That is a strange treasure, a magical object that can control plants and trees as they please.

Who doesn’t care?

However, the white-haired senior brother said calmly: "No, it's not enough, it's still far from it.

How could my junior brother know the magical power of the strange treasure that was born next to the Book of Heaven?

Fortunately, my brother once heard from the master that the master said that the treasure is to protect the heavenly books and never fade, and it is left to those who are destined to open the heavenly books and use it to cultivate energy and to ascense!

Just one sentence, just a few numbers.

But you don’t think about how the power of a treasure that can pass over people to ascend is so simple?”

"Ah, so awesome?

But, since my senior brother knows that the strange treasure is not easy, why didn’t I grab it early..."

Junior Brother Banfa was so excited that his body trembled slightly, and asked in annoyance.

That treasure is so magical?

But why was the senior brother not tempted and snatched it in advance?

Could it be that the senior brother is funny or is caught by the door and killed?

The white-haired senior brother was like a wooden man and said hard: "Give me up, I want to!

But I can’t help but be unable to make a first bird!

You should know that there are many people who are thinking about the strange treasures in Wang Langjun’s hands.

These people are not hermit masters who came from Li Erluo, but innate masters who dominate one side.

They are all planning to inherit the treasures and the heavenly books, and they are humble and unable to take action!"

“Uh, is it a lot?

Why don’t I know?”

"If you hadn't revived your spiritual energy, you would never be able to break through to the innate realm in this life. Naturally, you wouldn't know the secret between innate masters."

"Well, okay, how many innate masters are there to peek at the inheritance of the extraordinary treasures and the heavenly books?

We still have a chance to snatch it from Wang Langjun..."

Junior Brother Banfa asked in a disgusting way, and he was in a bad mood.

how so?

Where do so many innate masters come from?

No one in the world knows it, it’s strange.

After all, there are so many innate masters in the world. Why didn’t they kill the two-headed snakes entrenched on the top of Wuliang Mountain as soon as possible, then drive out the two gold and silver eagles, sneak into the abdomen of the mountain to take away the treasures and the heavenly books?

Could it be that these innate masters check and balance each other and are suspicious and dare not make a first bird?

Just like now?

He clearly saw Wang Langjun controlling the strange treasure and acting cool, but no one came forward to snatch it?

Except for this newly born Master Citong, who dares to rob it?

In other words, Citong is the first to emerge?

It seems like there is something to play with?

The white-haired senior brother didn't know what he was thinking, so he interrupted him and said, "What are you anxious about?

The ones who should be anxious are those who promote this war.

People are struggling to perform big dramas, and they don’t have the shame to end without any rewards, right?

Therefore, some people should be anxious.

Just watch the show.”

"Uh, I want to watch the show, too.

But senior brother, don’t forget that this Shi Xian is a killer person and can’t sit still…”

Junior Brother Banfa clenched his fists unwillingly, trembling all over his body, and said Shi Xian, who was surrounded by a woman under the tree with his side eyes.

This guy wants to inherit...

"It's okay, Shi Xian is good at killing, but he is also lustful.

Haven't you seen the palace maid eat him tightly?

This may be the life of their family…”

The white-haired senior brother interrupted his junior brother's reverie and was very calm.

Strictly speaking, the whole person is like a piece of wood, and he is hard in his words and actions.

People who are not used to it think they are just wooden people.

However, Junior Brother Banhai has long been used to it, but he doesn't agree with his words: "I don't believe it.

Just him, he still wants to take back what his ancestors lost..."

"Okay, that's his mission, we just need to take good care of him.

Other things have nothing to do with us, so don’t talk too much.”

Senior Brother Baihai decisively interrupted his topic, and seemed not to want to mention everything related to Shi Xian.

Junior Brother Banfa's face turned blue with a choking face and said angrily: "Senior Brother thinks I want to say it?"

We are all outsiders, why should we help him?

Since someone protects him, arranges everything for him, and is still secretly preparing military strength, we still need to... "

"Enough, that's not something we should care about.

We just protect his safety and snatch our unique treasures and the inheritance of heavenly books. Do you understand?”

"Okay, I want to see how my senior brother is a fisherman.

Instead of just getting a waste of water from a bamboo basket…”

"Shut up, they started fighting..."

"Amitabha, since the donor is determined to be a demon, I will save the donor in advance..."

Master Citong charged at Wang Langjun as he spoke.

I saw that his feet were not touching the ground, but there were flutters of flying sand and leaves behind him, and they shot out, rustling through the surrounding trees.

Wherever I pass, I am in a mess and full of holes.

As he sped, his whole body was accompanied by the cassock and the noon sunlight, setting off a light golden air mask.

Countless people were so shocked that they ran away and frightened.

Wang Langjun, who was standing on the top of the mountain, saw it sincerely and said with ease: "Muyu, bald monk, is indeed very ill.

This is so sick that I can't speak human language.

It also changed color, do you think you are a gilded man?"

"Blasphemy of the Buddhist master, wait for me to save you..."

Master Citong accelerated and rushed straight to Wang Langjun on the mountain.

Yes, it's just a collision.
To be continued...