Chapter 268 (2/2)

As for wanjian and ye Chongshan, they are not with Jiang Hao and others. They are Jiang Hao's last card. They will not appear until the last moment.

Jiang Hao and others did not hide their own figure. The wings of the winged snake, like a dragon, kept moving towards the mountain of broken soul.

After a while, all the friars can't be crazy. Jiang Hao is Xuankong's friend. Since Jiang Hao makes a move, it shows that Xuankong is in duanhun mountain.

Jiang Hao and others went faster than before. It didn't take long to reach the mountain. Many battles have taken place in the mountain, and even many monks have died.

”People from brokenhead mountain listen to me. I'm Jiang Hao. Don't tell anyone about the whereabouts of Xuankong. Otherwise, the king of broken soul and the wolf king castle will be your end!” Jiang Hao's voice is rolling in the thunder.

At first, those monks were very angry when they heard Jiang Hao's words. They came from the northern suburbs and did not hesitate to consume huge spiritual power to resist things. But Jiang Hao's words made them extremely angry!

What did they come to brokenhead mountain for?

They are not in order to kill Xuankong, and then in exchange for a reward from the small Buddhist temple.

”I, Fang family, Nanling! If you tell me the whereabouts of Xuankong, we can give you the position of honorary elder. ” Suddenly, an old man of purple mansion yelled angrily.

However, no one answered in the broken soul mountain, and the whole scene was extremely strange.

”I'll give you an hour. If you want to cover up the sky, don't blame us for being rude.” With a roar of anger, with a rolling momentum, and then many people fear.

Yuantong is a Buddhist practice in the yuan infant period. It is conceivable that his strength is so good!

In duanhun mountain, there is a Yin Jie white faced middle-aged man with a congealed eyes. He is a big and full-fledged existence of jiedan, which is much weaker than the monks clamoring outside.

”My Lord, do we really have no way out?”

”Who is Xuankong? We don't know at all. ”

”King, let's invite our ancestors!”

All of a sudden, those friars in duanhun mountain looked at the middle-aged man with white face and a sad look on his face.

How long has he been on the throne of the king of brokenhead mountain, and now it has happened.

”Don't they want to kill us? Then, let them know the details of our broken soul mountain! ” This Yin Jie white faced middle-aged man gently waved his hand and said slowly, ”take out the broken crossbow for me!”

As long as the crossbow mansion is broken, it is impossible for the monk to resist the attack.These friars' eyes were instantly filled with the color of blood, they took out the broken crossbow, and then looked forward to looking at the middle-aged Yin Jie white face.

They will launch without hesitation at the command.

Yin Jie white face middle-aged face calm, and then looking at the broken soul mountain outside, eyes without a trace of emotion, face mixed with a thick evil spirit.