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Chapter 79 Can You Blow Me Thousands of Warcraft to Death?

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    A steady stream of monsters came from all directions, and they all gathered at the foot of Hama Mountain.

    But those monks at the bottom of the mountain were miserable, being slaughtered crazily.

    ?Screams erupted here and there, mourning was everywhere, and the ground was stained red with blood.

    This is the home field of monsters, and the number of them is astonishingly large. There is no room for monks to resist.

    "What's going on, why are all the monsters gathered here?"

    Huineng and Fan Jingxing, who were collecting herbs at the foot of the mountain, found something was wrong, and ran up the mountain without hesitation.

    At this moment, they are very clear that they are safe only by Jimo's side.

    And they also discovered that the violent energy contained in Hama Mountain had disappeared.

    The ancient soul-eating toad absorbed the energy of the entire mountain, so Hama Mountain is no longer a dangerous place.

    Other monks also noticed this, and they all fled towards the Toad Mountain.

    But hiding on the mountain is just lingering. In the end, these monsters will definitely attack the mountain, and all of them will die.

    On the top of the mountain.

    Jimo didn't care about the screams, and searched for the lost toad, but unexpectedly found something amazing.

    The entire Hama Mountain is full of cracks, seemingly disorganized, but in fact there are traces to follow, intertwined with each other, and connected into a magic circle.

    Someone has laid down the Supreme Formation, using Hama Mountain as the carrier, and there are unknown things conceived inside it.

    This is Baidi's territory, obviously all of this is very likely to be written by Baidi.

    "Could it be that Baidi, like me, likes to grow vegetables?"

    Jimo's curiosity arose spontaneously, and he really wanted to know what the legendary Baidi would plant in the mountains?

    Because he has already seen through a crack that buried deep in the ground is a blue seed.

    Ji Mo looked at the flute in his hand, thought for a while, they are all like-minded people, so let's help.

    The ancient soul-eating toad used the cover of the devilish energy spewing from the ground to hide its figure, with sneers on its face.

    His overall strength has returned to the peak of the Demon Saint Realm, and with the thousands of monsters gathered, he is confident that even if he faces the Ling Emperor, he will be sure to kill him.

    He planned to use those monsters as cannon fodder to consume Jimo, and then kill him after his spiritual power was exhausted.

    After repeated deliberation, Huanggu Soul Eater felt that his strategy was impeccable, even if he failed, he could get away calmly.

    After being reprimanded by Ji Mo, Hong Qiantu walked down the mountain with a bitter face.

    He wished he could slap himself so much, why did he gossip like this and ask Jimo such intimate questions.

    As a result, Ji Mo was annoyed, scolded bloody, and told him to go away.

    On the way, Hong Qiantu met a lot of monks, all of them looked idiots, apparently not understanding that at this time, there were still people foolishly running down the mountain to die.

    Hong Qiantu responded with a sneer, the jade flute on the top of the mountain had already fallen into the hands of Mr. Ji, could it be that these people still wanted to grab something from Mr. Ji?

    So, both sides looked at each other with idiot eyes.

    Halfway up the mountain.

    Hong Qiantu met Huineng and Fan Jingxing.

    "Old Hong, why are you running down the mountain?" Fan Jingxing asked.

    Hong Qiantu couldn't think about it, did he go to die?

    "Hey, I offended Mr. Ji, he told me to go."

    Hong Qiantu let out a long sigh, feeling that he and Ji Mo seemed to be at odds, and they couldn't get along anyway.

    Then, he excitedly said to the two of them: "Old monk, Lao Fan, let me tell you a big secret. I found out that Mr. Ji is Baidi."

    He couldn't wait to reveal this shocking secret to the two old friends, thinking that the other party would be extremely shocked, but the two remained calm and did not respond at all.

    "Are you guys stupid? Listen carefully, Mr. Ji is the White Emperor."

    Hong Qiantu repeated it again.

    Isn't this news shocking enough? Why are the two so calm.

    "It was you who were stupid and talked nonsense and offended Mr. Ji. So Mr. Ji got angry and told you to die."

    Hui Neng looked at Hong Qiantu with sympathy.

    "What, Mr. Ji told me to die?"

    Hong Qiantu was stunned.

    When Fan Jingxing told him about the situation at the foot of the mountain, he immediately turned pale with fright.

    Now the mountain is full of monsters, and Jimo telling him to go away is almost equivalent to saying, let him die.

    & nbsp; Hui Neng proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "After all, you lack respect for Mr. Ji, speculate wildly, and thus set yourself on fire. In view of our century-old friendship, I risk being blamed by Mr. Ji to collect your body.  "

    Hong Qiantu was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.

    "All the monsters have been gathered, Jimo, wait, you will be finished soon."

    The ancient soul-eating toad issued an order to all the monsters and began to march towards the top of the mountain.

    At this time, Jimo took the jade flute, selected a rock, and climbed up.

    After receiving the order, the group of monsters rushed towards the top of the mountain like a tide, leaving no dogs or dogs behind.

    The monks hiding in various parts of Hama Mountain suddenly faced a catastrophe.

    The shadow of death hangs over the human monks on the mountain, and they have nowhere to hide, they can only wait for the coming of death in torment.

    Desperate expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

    at this time.

    A melodious flute sound came from the top of the mountain.

    The crisp and melodious sound of the flute echoed continuously throughout the whole toad.

    "Mr. Ji has made a move!"

    Huineng and Fan Jingxing were extremely excited. As long as Ji Mo made a move, all dangers would disappear.

    "I'm sick, what kind of flute do you play at this time?"

    Huanggu Soul Eater Toad can't understand what kind of tricks Jimo is playing, how can he still play the flute elegantly at a time like this?

    ? Although it sounds really good, but there is a use for it, can it blow these thousands of monsters to death?

    As long as the group of monsters rushed to the top of the mountain, it would be the time for this guy to die.

    Desolate Ancient Soul Eater Toad decided that he must stomp on Ji Mo and rub it crazily in order to avenge the humiliation he had done to him before.

    Sudden!

    The whole Toad Mountain shook.

    Someone heard the sound of a heartbeat from the belly of the mountain, and it seemed that the mountain was about to come back to life.

    The ancient soul-eating toad suddenly changed color, because he found that his connection with the main body was completely severed.

    The sound of the flute became high-pitched and passionate, and a sense of killing permeated the air.

    The cracks in the toad mountain suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the piercing sword energy stirred all directions.

    "Who can save my Ling'er!"

    An old monk with blood and tears in his eyes.

    Because my beloved female disciple was being thrown down by a monster, and she was about to be torn to pieces.

    And there was nothing he could do, he could only watch his lover die tragically in front of his eyes.

    Just at this moment, a sword glow struck, instantly cutting the monster in half.

    Another place.

    Several young monks hugged each other tremblingly, their faces were full of despair, surrounded by more than a dozen monsters, life and death were only in an instant.

    When their hearts were ashamed, a gorgeous sword light enveloped all the monsters

    Similar scenes happened all over Hama Mountain.

    The gushing sword energy seemed to have eyes, constantly harvesting the lives of monsters and saving the lives of countless monks.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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