"Zheng Gan, there's a big monster ahead."
Zheng Gan actually knew this a long time ago, as a soul-eating insect had moved in this direction before.
"Noah, do you know what kind of monster it is?"
"A pig. A big black pig."
"Wild boar?"
Zheng Gan turned around and spoke to Lao Tang.
"Old Tang, I'll leave the front to you."
"Haha, it's finally my turn."
Mo Zicen said dissatisfiedly.
"Zheng Gan, do you look down on me?"
Without waiting for Zheng Gan to speak, Tang Jingye spoke.
"Beautiful Zi Cen, as a Taoist priest, shouldn't you cultivate your body and mind?"
"This kind of fighting and killing goes against the will of heaven. Just leave it to me."
"Who told you that Taoists need to cultivate their moral character?"
"Master Laozi said that if you want to have a stable mind, you must follow your heart and do what you like. Only then can your thoughts flow."
Tang Jingye had a smile on his face, but he was cursing in his heart.
"Sister Zi Cen, that monster is huge."
As soon as Noah finished speaking, a huge wild boar appeared in everyone's sight.
Mo Zicen looked over and remembered the Taoist principle that a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
He took a step back and stood behind Tang Jingye.
"You go ahead."
"Fuck you."
The huge body of the wild boar almost filled the narrow passage.
The black hair is rough and thick, as if covered with a layer of solid armor.
His eyes were like burning coals, revealing a fierce and wild aura.
The sharp fangs gleam with a metallic luster, as if they can easily tear apart any obstacle in their way.
When it spotted Zheng Gan and his group, it immediately let out an angry growl and ran towards them.
The earth seemed to tremble with every step.
Tang Jingye looked solemn.
He took a few steps forward, fists clenched, and a powerful aura emanated from him.
He took a deep breath and punched out with his fist. The air seemed to freeze at this moment, followed by a deafening sonic boom.
The mountains on both sides were shattered by this force, and countless rocks were scattered everywhere.
The invisible air cannon accurately hit the wild boar in front. In an instant, the wild boar turned into a ball of blood and flesh and dissipated into the air.
After Tang Jingye completed this attack, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away. He knelt on one knee, gasping for breath.
"Old Zheng, I'm starving."
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