Chapter 552 Taking the Initiative

A fierce roar like a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the courtyard, and the rolling sound waves shattered all the tiles of the Meng family and shot out. The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard were like being hit by a hurricane, with branches and leaves flying everywhere, and there was a mess everywhere.

Lion's roar!

Saint-level top-grade Buddhist magic!

Caught off guard, at such a close distance, Wu Meng and the other five people were shocked by the sound of Zhan Nianchuan's full roar, and their ears buzzed, and their consciousness was also dazed for a moment.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough for Zhan Nianchuan.

He kicked the ground hard, and suddenly the ground shook, and the ground cracked into a large crack several feet long. Zhan Nianchuan rushed straight to the round-faced big-eared monk who was in a daze and fell sideways like a flash of lightning.

"Ah~"

Meng Xiaohua screamed, her body was right in the middle of the big crack opened by Zhan Nianchuan, she fell down immediately, fell on the ground, and a big bump appeared on the back of her forehead again.

"Ouch, ouch."

She covered her head in pain and wanted to turn over and sit up, but was surprised to find that a pangolin with a yellow body had appeared on her body at some point, with a talisman on its four claws, looking at her with its eyes open.

Outside the big pit.

The round-faced big-eared monk had already smelled the breath of death.

As soon as he came to his senses, he felt a sharp and violent gust of wind blowing in his face, blowing him so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.

There was also a sharp whistle in his ears, and the exclamations of several brothers.

"Old Four!"

"Be careful!"

At this critical moment of life and death, the round-faced big-eared monk still made the most correct response subconsciously.

Suddenly, a spiritual light shone from his body, and a thick layer of protective spiritual light completely wrapped his whole body.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

The round-faced, big-eared monk let out a shrill scream, and the whole person flew back several feet and sat on the ground.

Two lines of blood flowed from under his nose, dripping all over his clothes, and it seemed that his nose bone was broken.

One punch.

Injured a late-stage foundation-building monk.

Wu Meng and others were full of horror, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

In their opinion, although the round-faced fourth brother only condensed a layer of protective spiritual light in a hurry, it was enough.

One level of realm, one level of heaven!

Can the Qi Condensation Realm threaten the Foundation Building Realm?

Absolutely impossible!

But they never expected that the fourth brother's protective spiritual light was actually shattered by a punch from the eighth-level Qi Condensation monk in front of them, and his nose bone was also broken.

This kid is so powerful!

But before they could change their minds, they found that the situation was extremely bad.

As the round-faced, big-eared monk flew out, the five-in-one divine trap array that the five of them had to work together to activate collapsed, and could no longer trap the boy. They could only watch him follow the fourth brother out of the encirclement, and then rushed into the room where the boy was just now.

The five of them looked at each other, and then they all shouted at Lin Damao, who was standing aside with his arms crossed and sneered:

"Why didn't you stop that boy? Are you watching the show?"

"Of course, only a ghost would know that you, five late-stage foundation-building monks, set up a large array to trap a young monk at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, but you couldn't trap him! Not only did he get rushed out, but you also broke his nose bone, hehe~" Lin Damao laughed up to the sky, his words full of sarcasm.

Wu Meng and others were furious and retorted: "You are so powerful? As a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, you were beaten to pieces by a junior. If it weren't for our city lord's rescue, you wouldn't know whether it was a cow or a horse that took over your body!"

"You..." Lin Damao's face was ferocious, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

"Enough!"

A thunderous roar suddenly exploded in the night sky, causing several walls around to collapse. Crying and shouting suddenly rang out. Some members of the Meng family who were still conscious hurriedly pulled up the injured and crawled away.

The whole Luanfeng Village was like this, with crying, shouting, and dog barking. All the villagers desperately fled to the distance, fearing that they would be too late.

"You guys are just trash among trash!"

"I'd rather have a few dogs than you!"

"Five late-stage foundation-building cultivators, five of them! They even arranged a great formation in advance, but they escaped like this, and you still have the nerve to argue!" Chi Shujian's face was terribly gloomy.

His eyes were sinister, flashing with a frightening cold light, and swept across the five people's drooping faces one by one.

Feeling Chi Shujian's raging anger, Wu Meng and others couldn't help sweating profusely, and had to bury their heads lower and said nothing.

......

In the wing room.

Zhan Nianchuan's face was extremely solemn.

He acted like the wind and quickly put on a piece of Xuan-level upper-grade protective soft armor on Meng Xiaoguo.

"Brother Chuan, what should we do now? There are so many bad guys outside." Meng Xiaohua rubbed the big bump on her head and asked with tears in her eyes.

The pangolin was so powerful that it pulled her with its claws and burrowed directly under the wing room, then broke out of the ground and saw her beloved brother.

What made her feel wronged was that Brother Chuan, who always loved her, ignored her and took out the white bird boat with a pat on his storage bag.

Then she and Meng Xiaoguo were thrown directly into the flying boat, followed by a pangolin with scales all over its body and small eyes.

"Great, are we leaving?" Meng Xiaohua burst into laughter.

The result was a roll of the eyes from the pangolin.

"Little pangolin, are you Brother Chuan's pet?" Meng Xiaohua asked innocently. Meng Xiaoguo, who was standing by, couldn't help but run up to touch the pangolin's fine and shiny scales.

The pangolin covered his head in pain.

......

After placing Meng Xiaohua and her brother in the white bird boat, Zhan Nianchuan finally relaxed a little and could free up his hands to deal with the current situation.

Although there was no defensive formation engraved on the white bird boat, the earth-level flying boat, which was made of third-level spiritual materials, could withstand a blow from an early Jindan cultivator.

When he temporarily controlled the five late-stage foundation-building cultivators, he could actually use talismans to kill them, but considering that Meng Xiaohua was right behind him, such a violent spiritual power fluctuation might shock her to death, so he had to force his way out of the encirclement and came here.

Previously, he brought Meng Xiaohua with him, and had to take into account the low-level Meng Xiaoguo. There were formations around him that were difficult to break, and there were powerful enemies nearby, so the situation was extremely passive.

But now, the initiative has gradually been controlled by him!