Zhou Ping ran in the front and saw the people surrounding the top of the mountain from afar. He immediately bent down and shook his head, whispering to the partners behind, "It's here, it seems that the fight has not started yet, and everyone is alive."

The others followed him and only Xin Youtao didn't take it seriously, and continued to walk upwards with a slow pace. "What are you doing? Just a group of little monsters. I and Mu Xingqiu may have killed them all long ago. Let's go over and show them something. Who are you here to see?"

The prince said something, Xiao Qingtao stood up, "That's right. I really hope there are still a few little monsters left, let's try boxing too."

The bald man's flying spell had disappeared and had been hanging behind Xiao Qingtao. At this time, he jumped out and supported himself with three strands of hair. "I'll go and see, I'll give you a chance." After that, he climbed up the mountain with his face against the ground. His hair was bent at will, which could balance his head well.

Xiao Qingtao whispered: "Don't scare people."

"I know." Head replied loudly.

Zhou Ping turned around and sat on the ground, and said to the two of you who were following him: "I will ask later and say that this is your idea."

Shi Baosheng and Wang Jian are fellow villagers, and they were Guan Shenyue's right-hand man. They have always been taciturn. The partners would do whatever they said. When they heard Zhou Ping's statement, they couldn't help but open their eyes and were about to refute, when the bald man's excited cry came from the top of the mountain: "Come up quickly, if you don't come up, all the wolves will die!"

"This time, half of the people in the fairy gathering will be scared to death by him." Xin Youtao murmured in a low voice. He had opposed coming with his head from the beginning.

The real situation at the top of the mountain is not as optimistic as the bald man sees.

Qi Wuxia was staring at Mu Xingqiu, the "commander of the demon clan" with his bloody one-eyed eyes. He felt a strong murderous intent in his heart. He heard the screams outside and turned his head to search for a while before he saw the head jumping around on the ground. "Ha, it turns out that you really have a demon head."

The bald man didn't notice the long-haired man and shouted: "Brother Xiaoqiu, mom, I'll bring you help." He stepped on three strands of hair and was about to run towards Xiaoqiu.

"Don't get into the circle!" Xiaoqiu shouted loudly, frightened the bald man, stopped behind a resident of the immortal gathering, his nose wings flapped, and he sniffed around, and finally understood something.

Others walked up the mountain and saw a circle of people singing staggeringly and crying. Many people were lying dead wolf under their feet. Therefore, they had the same misunderstanding as the bald man at the beginning. They thought that the matter was under control. Zhou Ping waved to Yang Qingyin. "We were not found by bald man, we are..."

Several people finally noticed the weird long-haired man in the circle and the serious expressions of Xiaoqiu and the old lady.

"Don't even go into the circle." Xiaoqiu ordered, still staring at Qi Wuxia, "Bald, have you found Fangfang?"

"No, Fangfang is not here." The bald man said blankly, retreating for several feet, becoming more and more uneasy. "I called for a long time and she didn't echo. Xiao Qingtao and the others came to the valley. I said you went to kill the demon, so they brought me here with me."

Yang Qingyin whispered a swear word and asked everyone annoyedly: "What are you here for? Don't you know there is danger here?"

Zhou Ping immediately pointed at Shi Baosheng and Wang Jian, "They said that it was too shameful for me to attend the God-Summoning Ceremony alone, so we will give you a strong momentum."

The two of them widened their eyes and stammered for a few times. They didn't say much.

In fact, they came to "catch the evildoer".

In the evening of that day, Zhou Ping forgot the lessons he had learned a few days ago. On the way back to the office of Zhiyong, he began to guess the relationship between my mother and Xiaoqiu. "Brother Xiaoqiu must have pretended. He said that he would not attend the ritual of the god-summoning ceremony, but he would actually go with me secretly."

Xin Youtao did not say anything, but Xiao Qingtao did not believe it at all. She stood firmly on Fangfang's side, so she had a fierce dispute with Zhou Ping. After returning to the Yipin Institute, she did not find any results. She finally decided to return to Muma Valley to check the truth.

Xin Youtao was not interested, but shortly after everyone set off, he caught up, "I stand on Xiao Qingtao's side, Mu Xingqiu is not that kind of person."

Xiao Qingtao was very happy that the prince supported her because Zhou Ping had two "followers" and she was a weak party.

As a result, there was no Xiao Qiu in the Muma Valley. Zhou Ping and others were proud, but Xiao Qingtao and Xin Youtao looked at each other, thinking that this was impossible. Then the bald man's head appeared, and he called Fangfang while flying. Seeing the five people overjoyed, they asked them to help Brother Xiao Qiu kill monsters together, and then they came. In fact, they didn't take Bald man's words seriously.

Yang Qingyin naturally couldn't guess the ghostly thoughts of these people, and said angrily: "Everyone will go down the mountain, go find someone, and find someone from Laozu Peak!"

"My mother, don't be angry, let's go now." Zhou Ping still didn't notice the seriousness of the matter, "But... there is no need to find the people from Laozu Peak, we..."

"Idiot, go and tell the ancestor peak that the demon king's younger brother is at least a six-meter-old monster here."

Zhou Ping and others were startled and looked at the long-haired man, feeling that although he was terrifying because of the bleeding of his eyes, his muscles on his body were particularly developed, and there seemed to be no more special points. He was obviously beaten to death, and he was not like a "six-meter demon". But they still believed my mother's judgment and turned around to go down the mountain. Xin Youtao muttered, "How can we contact the ancestor peak?"

"You just left like this? You don't care about your friend's life and death?" Qi Wuxia spoke, his tone was calm and firm, and the anger arising from his eyes was injured seemed to have disappeared. "This is not like the style of Taoist priest Pangshan."

Several people stopped again.

"Although we are enemies, I admire the Taoist priest Pangshan never abandons his companions in the land of demons, and even his corpses are taken away."

Qi Wuxia's voice became more and more fascinating. He even sighed like a wind, as if he was sighing that the young people outside the circle did not look like Taoist priests Pang Shan in his mind.

Yang Qingyin was about to get angry, but Xiaoqiu said in a deep voice on the other side: "Go and find someone quickly. The demon formation stops the casting of spells. The ancestor peak still doesn't know that there is a big monster here."

Everyone finally understood the seriousness of the situation and was about to evacuate quickly when an old voice rang out, "Who can help me?"

A mortal who formed a circle left his original place and stumbled towards Pangshan's disciples.

"Pan San'er, why are you here too?" Xin Youtao was shocked and recognized the veteran whom his sister stayed in the fairy fair.

Mr. Pan San no longer had the warning or tenacity of the veteran. He bent down and hunched his back, pinching his neck with his right hand. It seemed that he had been aging for decades, and it seemed that he had been running in the desert for several days without water. "Help me, I can't lift so many corpses by myself, help me, my comrades are all dead, and I am the only one left..."

Xin Youtao's face changed suddenly, and he turned around and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

But it was too late. Five disciples who had not yet condensed the pill could not resist the powerful magic. Mr. Pan, who looked old, suddenly became as fast as a wolf. He jumped out in one step, patted the prince's back lightly, then moved his footsteps and fought with the other four people. Every time he touched, he changed his target.

Things happened too quickly, and Yang Qingyin and Xiaoqiu didn't have time to issue a warning, and none of the five partners could dodge them. They were all affected by the injury array. They did not have inner alchemy and had weak resistance to magic. They each had a knot in their hearts and were easily defeated by sadness.

Xin Youtao was the first to fall into it, clenched his fists, and asked in the air with anger and sorrow. "Father, Father, I am your first son. Do you still remember the scene of you holding me to meet the ministers? Why do you resent me and abandon me? This is why..."

Xiao Qingtao stood there tremblingly and said repeatedly: "I'm not a demon. I don't have a tail..."

Zhou Ping squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, "I have worked hard, I have really worked hard. Give you everything, don't force me..."

Shi Baosheng and Wang Jian burst into tears and said together: "I want to go home."

Mr. Pan San shook his head, returned to his position with a sad face, and continued to sing elegy with the others.

Qi Wuxia sneered, "It turns out that Pang Shan is not all Taoist priests with firm will. I really should have brought these people back to the land of demons to let the demons understand that powerful Taoists are actually only a very small number."

Xiaoqiu winked at the bald man, and his head moved quietly to the bottom of the mountain with his head close to the ground.

Qi Wuxia raised his right hand, and ten squatting wolves suddenly jumped up and divided into two directions to block the head that was about to escape.

The bald man shouted, bounced high, put his hair away, and rolled down the mountain.

The ten wolves accelerated and caught up with the target halfway up the mountain.

I could not see the situation below at the top of the mountain, and only howling sounds were heard. After a while, the sound of biting came. Qi Wuxia showed an unexpected look. I couldn't understand the emotion he sensed, "Why did the wolf pack fight?"

The bald man obviously controlled a wolf.

Qi Wuxia frowned slightly, but Xiaoqiu and Yang Qingyin's hearts tense. They knew that they were not opponents, so they did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but slowly approached. In any case, they could not be defeated by the wolf demons one by one.

The battle on the mountainside came to an abrupt end, and suddenly there was no sound.

Qi Wuxia's body shook slightly, and his muscles seemed to bulge a little again. He took back some strength, which showed that the ten wolves were dead, and it was naturally not a mortal who could do this in an instant.

Xiaoqiu and Yang Qingyin looked at each other and looked in that direction with anticipation.

Qi Wuxia was shocked. The person who passed on his formation said it clearly that the injury formation could only deal with ordinary Taoist priests. Outside the formation, Taoist priests with slightly stronger magic power could easily defeat him.

With a very gentle rustling sound, a man walked slowly to the top of the mountain. The first ones exposed were Pangshan-style bun and long hairpin. Yang Qingyin was very happy and was about to speak when the visitor showed his face, but she swallowed her words again.

It was actually Tian Qianmo, a disciple of the Five Elements Department. He was the only one who inhaled, which was much worse than Yang Qingyin. He could not be Qi Wuxia's opponent at all.

"What are you here to do?" Yang Qingyin changed the question.

Tian Qianmo ignored her, looked at Xin Youtao and the other five people coldly, turned around and stood by the roadside, as if waiting for someone.

The second Taoist priest came up, and Yang Qingyin was no longer so excited, "So it was you."

"It's not me." Shen Shang smiled and was incompatible with the unrestrained sadness on the top of the mountain. He was still holding a head in his left hand, trying to stay away from his body, because the bald man was trying his best to bite him.

"Come here to help quickly." Yang Qingyin was used to being arrogant and refused to slow down her tone.

"Come on." Shen Shang did not make any move, raised his hand and threw his head into the formation, "It's not enough, let's do a few more."

Tian Qianmo was hinted and pushed Xin Youtao and others into the injury formation.

"The seven masters of the Zhigong Institute are fighting against the demon king's brother." Shen Shang's childlike face showed an excited smile, "I really want to see the result right away."

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