Ever since Xiao Wuya got that drop of the painstaking blood of the ancient god phoenix for hundreds of years of cultivation, the strength that had not been refined because of congenital deficiencies has risen to the top.

In addition to the phantom being more proficient, she also used her inner breath to condense into her own natal spirit weapon.

The two clusters of aura of different colors quickly condensed in Xiao Wuya's hands, and finally turned into two weapons.

Xiao Wuya's father and mother are Fire Phoenix and Ice Phoenix, and in her body, she also inherited the bloodline of her parents, and has the power of half fire and half ice.

These two weapons, from the outside, resemble the spears and shields used by soldiers on the battlefield.

Among them, the one that Xiao Wuya held on his right hand, the one that flashed with flame light was the fire phoenix spear, and on the left hand, it was shaped like a shield, which was the ice phoenix shield.

Xiao Wuya got this spear and shield, and her strength has greatly improved.

The fire phoenix spear in her hand burst out and stabbed straight at one of the lightning martens.

A lightning marten was shot straight out, and there was a smell of burnt fur.

Seeing that his companion was injured by a move, the body of the other lightning marten suddenly arched, his stubby limbs spread, and a cold lightning ball erupted from his mouth.

The lightning ball squeaked and rolled in mid-air, like green thunder, flashing with a tentacle-like cold light.

Xiao Wuya didn't retreat, and the ice phoenix in her hand poked out and met the lightning ball.

I could only hear the lightning ball making a crisp cracking sound, and it exploded in front of the ice phoenix shield, turning into blue light and shadow.

Between the calcium carbide sparks, the ice phoenix of the little black girl has smashed on the body of the lightning mink, and the cold air of the frozen bones condensed the lightning marten into an ice stack at once, and the fire phoenix spear suddenly stabbed twice, and the lightning marten has turned into ice slag.

It was just a few who got up and fell back, and the little black girl had already killed the two lightning martens perfectly.

She quickly retreated, trying to support the dragon bag.

A sharp chirp was heard in his ears, and it turned out that Long Bao Bao had already fought fiercely with the last lightning mink.

Xiao Wuya knew earlier that Young Master Long was a powerful alchemist, but because he didn't know martial arts, if it wasn't for Long Baobao's insistence on asking halfway, he would also have to participate in the battle, Xiao Wuya

I'm afraid I won't let the dragon bag shoot.

I don't know what kind of spiritual weapon the dragon bag uses.

Xiao Wuya followed the sound and looked over, and happened to see a blue and blue light, right in the throat of the lightning marten.

The blue and cyan light was the condensation of the star power cultivated by the dragon bag, a special spiritual power attack martial art called Meteor Strike.

In the hand of the dragon bag, he held a slingshot, which was no different from the slingshot that ordinary children play with, but its bow body was made of refined Nirvana iron, which was extremely light, and its slingrope was made of a dragon-like dragon tendon.

Combined with the meteor strike of the dragon bag, this bow is enough to shatter a hundred-pound black iron stone, and the power can be imagined.

As soon as the blow fell, it hit the throat of the lightning marten, and a blood hole the size of a projectile was broken in its throat, and the blood was left like a spring, and the lightning marten only had time to twitch its limbs, and then it froze to the ground.

Although they are both children, Xiao Wuya, who is a mythical beast, and Long Baobao, who is a human being, obviously have different views on killing.

Although Xiao Wuya is a beast turned into a human form, she still has the blood of a divine beast in her body, arrogant and cold-blooded, in her eyes, only the boss and the little squeak are special, for others, she is a beast that has not been destroyed, let alone killing a fierce beast, she will not blink an eye if she kills a few people.

But the dragon bag was different, and when he saw a large amount of blood flowing out, a mist condensed in his eyes.

Xiao Wuya looked a little unbearable, and was about to step forward to appease Long Baobao, but how did she know that the mist under Long Baobao's eyes quickly dispersed.

The fingers that were holding the slingshot earlier, which were still trembling slightly, tightened and put away the slingshot, and he said calmly.

"Before Xiao Squeak came back, we will dispose of the fur of these beasts first, these are the materials of the high-grade refining weapon. ”

The contrast between his tone and the image that was still a little shrunken earlier was too great, and Xiao Wuya couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then hurriedly stepped forward to help Long Baobao sort out the corpse of the lightning marten.

At this moment, the dragon bag makes Xiao Wuya feel as if she has been reborn.

The dragon bag quickly disposed of the corpse of the lightning marten.

His fingers were stained with blood, and he wiped them casually.

In his heart, he became more and more fearless, because he knew that one day, he would use his own hands to personally leave a more fatal wound on Long Sihai's body than the bloody hole just now.

Almost like a heart, after Long Bao Bao and Xiao Wuya dealt with the first batch of lightning martens.

The little squeak who ran away quickly ran back again.

Earlier, dozens of lightning martens had been dumped by it halfway through, and two ends were solved easily, and it brought three or four back and handed them over to Long Baobao and Xiao Wuya to deal with.

After a few trips back and forth like this, Long Baobao and Xiao Wuya's men, plus Xiao Squeak's halfway second, accumulated together, the two of them and one beast have already dealt with more than 20 lightning martens, and the number of fierce beasts they killed has also increased a lot.

After the last few lightning minks were solved, there were a few more high-quality mink skins in the Qiankun bag of the dragon bag.

"This area is almost completely clean. What about these little lightning martens?"

After bloodbathing this cave, only the litter that Little Squeak first found was the lightning marten.

They still had their eyes closed, sleeping soundly in their hay nests, unaware that their parents were dead.

For those adult fierce beasts, Long Baobao and the others didn't feel unbearable, but in the face of these lightning martens who hadn't even opened their eyes, their faces were hesitant.

"Can you put them, they're still so small. ”

Little Wooya suggested.

"Squeak yo (without the protection of adult lightning martens, they can't survive, just kill them, there are a few points)" Little Squeak said casually.

In the end, one man and one beast did not discuss the reason, so they simply handed over the decision to Long Baobao.

Long Baobao twisted his delicate eyebrows and looked at the lightning martens who had no resistance.

"Let them go. ”

These little guys reminded him of himself.

Long Baobao said, he was about to take the hay nest, who knows, at this moment, only to hear a whoosh, several extremely cold arrows shot out from the reeds on the side of the dry land.

Xiao Squeak reacted quickly, and his small body slammed forward, pushing the dragon bag to the ground and dodging the dark arrow.

The little lightning martens in the hay nest were not so lucky, and their bodies, which had not even grown hard bones, smashed to the ground, shattered, and turned into a blur of plasma.