"Ouch, what is this?" Hearing Qian Yuming's voice, Ling Zhengyi was slightly startled. Looking at it, he saw a spirit beast that looked like a tiger but not a tiger, and a lion that was not a lion, pounced on him like lightning, and The spirit beast's roar that resounded through the mountains and rivers actually made my heart tremble, and the flow of mana was stagnant!
"Grandma's!" Ling Zhengyi waved his hand without thinking, and the palm thunder in his hand immediately shot out.
With the sound of "stabbing and pulling", the thunder in the palm of half a foot flew towards the spirit beast. The spirit beast was a little frightened and did not dare to use its body to meet the enemy. Rapidly pumping on the palm thunder, although it scattered the palm lightning, its figure also stopped.
"It's okay! This is a first-grade spirit beast!" After testing out the strength of the spirit beast, Ling Zhengyi felt slightly relieved.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Qian, your ligers don't seem to be doing well!" Zhanyu smiled, and with a flick of the turtle in his hand, another beam of light as thick as a bowl flashed in the air, hitting Ling Ling in an arc shape. justice,
"Hmph, how can others measure the impoverished liger?" Qian Yuming sneered, but without any gesture, he had already mobilized the liger, but the liger hesitated a little before pounced on Ling Zhengyi again.
At this time, Ling Zhengyi was facing the enemy from his back and belly, and he clapped his hands again, and a flat box flew in the air, but, before he could use the formula, the liger and tiger had already jumped in front of him, and the two front The claws flickered in mid-air, and several afterimages flashed across, taking pictures of themselves on Ling Zhengyi's vest.
There was no sound, but the ligers tore out a foot-long crack in the mist cocoon that even the tortoise could not defeat, and the crack could not be recovered for a while!
"It's broken!" Ling Zhengyi didn't expect that the ligers and tigers had such power, and just as he cried out in his heart, the beam of light from the tortoise hit him.
There was another muffled sound of "Peng", and Ling Zhengyi's figure moved down about three feet. Moreover, the beam of light was just the gap where the ligers and tigers were torn. It was still a thin fog cocoon before, but at this moment he was hit. Make a big hole!
"Fellow Daoist Qian still doesn't make a move? Otherwise, the poor Taoist will take the lead in our agreement!" Zhan Yu held the turtle in his hand, accumulating mana, and yelled at Qian Yu.
"Hmph, isn't there enough ligers and tigers in the poor way?" Although Qian Yuming said so, it was obvious that they had already made an agreement, but seeing Qian Yuming throwing the Mozhu in his hand into the air, from the moment of the Mozhu In the middle of the sky, like a goddess scattered sand, the overwhelming yellow gravel rushed towards Ling Zhengyi.
"Buzzing~~~" There was a burst of noise. Under the yellow sand, Ling Zhengyi couldn't hold on any longer. He clapped his hands, and a fiery red hook flew out. In the yellow sand, the sound of "stabbing" was like scissors cutting silk. The yellow sand was actually cut into two pieces by Ling Zhengyi's sun, and the yellow sand that had been smashed before Ling Zhengyi's eyes disappeared in a flash!
"What a treasure!" Pu Jianyuan next to him laughed, and the same fiery red hook also flew into the air, aiming at the sun that had turned into a full moon, it was Pu Jianyuan's magic weapon Shadow Moon!
There was a blunt sound of "creaking and creaking", and the two instruments, which were basically of the same origin, collided together. There was no huge shock as imagined by others, but they rubbed against each other!
"Does Fellow Daoist Ling have any other means?" Following the roar of the liger and tiger, it once again pounced on Ling Zhengyi's vest, Zhan Yu's tortoise had already formed, and a beam of light flew out again, and Zhan Yu said coldly.
With the sound of "Silk!", the sharp front paws of the liger tore apart the mist cocoon that had just recovered most of it, and there was a huge shock of "àÛ~~", this time the beam of light hit the place where the liger was torn. Most of the beam of light enlarged the tearing place, and a small part hit Ling Zhengyi's body.
Seeing that the brilliance of Ling Zhengyi's body was annihilated for a while, the yellow talisman of his body was defeated, and Ling Zhengyi's figure was staggering in the air for a while, his face blushed for a while, and then turned white, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth!
Fortunately, as Ling Zhengyi mobilized his magic power, several magic tools persisted and were not defeated by others!
"Since it is now, Fellow Daoist Ling, are you still persevering?" Pu Jianyuan asked with a smile while directing Yingyue.
"Pu Jianyuan, if you consider yourself a cultivator from Xiaoyu Continent, and the Patriarch of Feifengling, you can fight against the poor Dao alone. I'll leave it to you. What's the point if you borrow the hands of others to kill the poor?" Ling Zhengyi was unexpectedly calm, and asked for a fight!
"Haha, Ling Zhengyi, do you think that the poor man is a three-year-old child? How could such a violent system be fooled by the poor man?" Pu Jianyuan laughed and activated his magic power. The brilliance of the shadow moon became more and more brilliant, gradually Covering the sun, it is obvious that he has the upper hand!
"Pu Jianyuanyouyou will come backIt's! "Ling Zhengyi hurriedly mobilized his mana, and Yaori was barely evenly matched with Yingyue.
"Let Pindao help Fellow Daoist Pu again!" Qian Yuming next to him smiled and pointed his finger, and the desert beads in the midair once again shone with scorched yellow brilliance, and another batch of gravel fell down like a cloud!
At this time, Ling Zhengyi had no other magic weapon to resist. With a wave of his hand, dozens of yellow talismans were thrown out, and there was a burst of "crackling", these yellow talismans were all crushed by the yellow sand, and there was a "rumbling" sound. With the sound, Ling Zhengyi was completely submerged by the yellow sand. When the yellow sand disappeared, the fog cocoon around Ling Zhengyi disappeared, and the magic artifact jade carving stopped in front of Ling Zhengyi with a faint brilliance! Moreover, Ling Zhengyi's face was pale, without even a trace of blood!
Looking at the net-shaped magic weapon again, the flames have already been extinguished, and it is tightly wrapped by the bound fairy circle, and the sun is also submerged by the shadow moon, forming a round magic weapon, spinning around in mid-air!
Alas, a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment faced three monks of the same level, and this was the only ending!
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Pu, the agreement we've been waiting for has been fulfilled, and it's up to you!" Zhan Yu tapped his hand, and the turtle flew back into his hand, while Qian Yuming also took away the Mozhu, leaving behind the liger and tiger beast. Stand by.
"Ling Zhengyi" Pu Jianyuan grinned grimly, clapped his hands, and the immortal circle let go of the fire net, and flew towards Ling Zhengyi.
"Daddy~" With a scream, Ling Feiyun flew over from a distance, and a string of Fire Snake Talismans flew towards the Immortal Binding Circle!
"Hehe, I wanted to clean up this guy for a while, but I didn't expect to come out now!" Pu Jianyuan didn't pay attention to Ling Feiyun at all, waved his Taoist robe, and hit the same fire snake technique, a stream of flames instantly wrapped around Ling Feiyun, and the tongue of fire Next, the brilliance of Ling Feiyun's body flashed wildly, watching the defensive yellow talisman disappear
ps: Seeing that it is already the 19th, I am afraid that Xiao Hua's foundation building in November will be a mess~ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com