Cheng Forest was about to drag the body of the dead Black Tiger Jiao out, but Jiang Xing stopped him: "Brother Cheng, let's carry the unconscious person out of the cave first." "

Cheng Forest was stunned: "Isn't that their own Dawu Mountain?"

As soon as Cheng Linlin's words came out, Wu Li's face showed embarrassment, so he coughed dryly and said: "The two Daoists don't need to care about this matter, our disciples should handle it ourselves." ”

Jiang Xing smiled apologetically: "My brother Cheng is straightforward, but there is no malice, Wu Daoyou must not take it to heart." ”

Wu Li shook his head with a smile: "Where, where." ”

After finishing speaking, he got up, pinched his hands a few times, and pointed a little towards the disciple in the door who was lying in the darkness, and the golden arhat standing beside him walked towards him like a mechanical step.

Cheng Lin dragged three zhang long, and the dead Black Tiger Jiao staggered towards the ground, Jiang Xing was pale and followed him with the dead Huang Zilong on his back, followed by Wu Li, and then the golden-bodied Arhat and the Dawu Mountain disciple behind him.

Although the group retreated, they were also cautious and vigilant all the way to the rear, so after discussion, the golden Arhat was arranged in the last part, just in case, and after walking up a cup of tea, it could be regarded as seeing the light, and hurriedly quickened his pace to move forward.

The eyes suddenly opened up, the afternoon sun sprinkled on the body, and the rest of the life after the catastrophe was bathed in the golden sea, and the joy was even more incomprehensible.

The large and small falling rocks at the entrance of the cave are scattered all over the place, and several people come out one after another to look at the falling rocks and can't help but be vigilant.

Fortunately, the monk surnamed Yan, who was originally guarding this place, sneakily flashed out from behind the mountain rock at the entrance of the cave, and after inquiry, he learned that the mountain peak that connected the cave when they entered the cave was not long ago, and the top suddenly revealed a large golden spire, which broke through the top of the mountain, causing the mountain to tremble, and the mountain stone was even more tumbling.

He knew that the magic weapon was Wu Li's "Zhenghe Pagoda", and at the same time understood the seriousness of the matter, but due to inconvenience, he still didn't have the courage to go down to the cave to find out, and he waited until now, and finally saw them come out, and when he approached Wu Li, he asked eagerly: "What happened to Senior Brother Wu? Why did all the Zhenghe Pagoda be used? What happened to Senior Brother Huang and Senior Brother Qin? And what about Senior Brother Dou and Senior Brother Hu?"

Wu Li shook his head dejectedly: "Senior Brother Yan doesn't know, the situation has changed, there is not only one black tiger Jiao at the bottom of the Black Dragon Pond, but indeed two, you and I have misestimated, alas, Senior Brother Hu was already gone when we went in, Senior Brother Dou was buried in the belly of Jiao by my own eyes, we tried our best to kill this female black tiger Jiao, the male has escaped into the bottom of the pool and disappeared, Senior Brother Yan is the fault of you and me!"

Senior Brother Yan's eyes narrowed, and he snorted lightly: "Hmph, Senior Brother Wu's words are not authentic, and I haven't gone to the Black Dragon Pond to know what the situation is in the cave." ”

Wu Li was stunned by the words: "Ah, Senior Brother Yan, you can't say what you say, the cave is trapped and you are a monk of the same sect, I have even used the Zhenghe Pagoda, you actually doubt me?"

Cheng Lin really couldn't stand it, frowned and said loudly to the monk surnamed Yan: "The surname is Yan, you can also see what the situation is when our group comes out, in our current state, if you are not blind, you will definitely see how difficult we have fought hard, and the hole that came out was questioned by you like this, I am not your Dawu Mountain monk, I just can't stand your face like this, if I am your Dawu Mountain disciple, you dare to talk like this, see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

The monk surnamed Yan was so angry that he pointed at Cheng Forest and trembled: "You.... You!"

Cheng Linlin was not afraid, but approached him, slapped his outstretched fingers away, stared at his eyes viciously, and squeezed out from between his teeth word by word: "Don't point at me!"

For a while, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the monk surnamed Yan was even more angry.

Wu Li sighed, stepped forward a few steps and pulled away the angry but helpless monk surnamed Yan, and the monk surnamed Yan turned his eyes to Wu Li: "Senior Brother Wu, I don't doubt you, it's just a symbolic question, what kind of attitude do you see him?"

Wu Li Lian Lian nodded: "I know, after all, it is the lives of the two disciples of this sect, and the Daoist friends are grateful for their righteous words, and the Daoists are also concerned about the chaos, and the wording is a little more intense, and the two of them have extinguished the fire." After he finished speaking, he clasped his fists and saluted Chenglin.

Cheng Linlin replied indifferently and snorted coldly: "If you don't have the ability, your temper is really big, but it's a pity that Cheng just doesn't look down on these people!"

The flame that had just been extinguished by the monk surnamed Yan was once again ignited by Cheng Lin's words, pointing at Cheng Lin and shouting: "You.... You're deceiving people too much!"

Wu Li was in a hurry to persuade again.......

Jiang Xing came out of the hole to find a shelter and put Huang Zilong on the ground, sat down cross-legged directly, took out a porcelain bottle from the storage bag, poured out two red pills from it, raised his neck and swallowed them, and immediately closed his eyes and breathed.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xing stood up, and the spiritual power in his body was naturally less than one-tenth of the recovery, but after a little recovery, he resolutely decided to go to the forest.

Cheng Linlin and the monk surnamed Yan had already stopped talking, and at this time, they were also cross-legged not far from Jiang Xing, Jiang Xing had just approached him, and before he could speak, he opened his eyes vigilantly, and when he saw that it was Jiang Xing, he pursed his lips and smiled.

Jiang Xing also chuckled at him: "Brother Cheng, can the black tiger Jiaomu be removed?"

"That's nature, and that's what I came here for, and I've taken it down in the cave. Cheng Forest replied.

Jiang Xing nodded: "Then let's go, the two of us will leave here quickly!"

Cheng Lin was surprised: "Brother Jiang's spiritual power has not recovered, how can it be so fast?"

Jiang Xing shook his head: "No, the recovery is less than one-tenth." ”

"That?"

"Let's go first, anyway, your mission has been completed, and it would be a waste of time to stay here. ”

"Okay, according to Brother Jiang's opinion. ”

He got up immediately, and as soon as the vermilion spear appeared in his hand, he wanted to step up, Jiang Xing's heart moved, and he waved his hand: "Slow! Brother Cheng wait for a while." ”

Cheng Lin was suspicious, and saw Jiang Xing tear off the spirit beast bag hanging from his waist and slowly open the bag.

Fluttering... The fiery red flaming bird flew out of the bag, circled around Jiang Xing, and flew straight towards the dead body of the black tiger Jiao as if it had a purpose.

Yan and Wu, who were meditating next to the Black Tiger Jiao, frowned when they saw the fiery red Black Tiger Jiao flying over, but they didn't speak.

The "little chicken" suddenly flapped its wings and landed on the black tiger jiao, its claws were vigorously gouged, and its pointed mouth pecked at the black and yellow hard scales of the black tiger jiao.

Ding!Ding!Ding...

Thinking that the black tiger scales and ordinary magic weapons can't do anything with it, let alone the little sun bird, there is no progress after several pecks, and the "little chicken" is helpless in the face of this "big turtle", it twists its head angrily, and the little red head looks at Jiang Xing without moving, as if to say: "Why don't you hurry up and help." ”

Jiang Xing couldn't help but feel funny when he looked at this scene, he couldn't imagine that this little guy was so smart, so he shook his head helplessly and stepped forward, and the clear sword appeared in his hand with a flip in his hand.

After a few steps, he walked to the dead body of the Black Tiger Jiao, squatted down and wanted to peel off the scales on the Black Tiger Jiao's body, and the monk surnamed Yan, who was pranayama cross-legged, changed his face and shouted: "What are you doing?"

"My spirit beast wants to eat this black tiger Jiao, it has no idea what to do with the scales, I will remove the scales for it, what's the matter, what do you think?"

"This black tiger Jiao hurt my Dawu Mountain monk, we naturally want to bring it back, I won't say anything if you take off its eyes, is this dead corpse a little bit too much. ”

Jiang Xing didn't answer, just looked at him coldly, Cheng Linlin stood aside and sneered: "Hmph, then what do we have to do?"

"Then don't blame Yan for being unkind. The monk surnamed Yan snorted coldly, and a silver long sword appeared in his hand with a beckon, and he wanted to drive it away.

Cheng Forest didn't talk nonsense, his hands quickly pinched, and he shouted violently: "Go!"

The large vermilion spear floating beside him stabbed like lightning towards the monk surnamed Yan who was still standing and wanted to speak.

The monk's face changed, the long sword in his hand was thrown, and he was about to cast a spell, when suddenly a loud shout sounded in his ears: "Bah!"

But it was Jiang Xing's lost mind technique that used a divine soul attack.

This sound was like a thunderclap that sounded close at hand, and he only felt that his eyes were black and his body flickered, and he had no other intuition, as if his consciousness could no longer control the current body, let alone that this body no longer belonged to him.

Wu Li's reaction was extremely fast, as soon as he saw the monk surnamed Yan's movements stagnant, he knew that the situation was not good, and with a flick of his hand, a yellow shield the size of a palm appeared in front of the monk surnamed Yan, and it rose in the wind and became the size of a table of eight immortals.

As soon as it got bigger, the vermilion spear of the forest approached.

While!!

Click!!

With two sounds, the spear and the yellow shield intersected, and with a click, the shield broke out directly, looking at the black tip of the red spear with a cold and cold light, it was only more than ten inches away from the cheek of the monk surnamed Yan.

At this time, the monk surnamed Yan woke up faintly, looked at the black tip of the spear in front of him and was so frightened that he forgot to continue to pinch the law for a while.

Wu Li stood up, waved his hand again and again and shouted: "Stop! Stop! The two Dao friends are angry, and the corpse of the Black Tiger Jiao will be disposed of with you." ”

The monk surnamed Yan lost his mind and muttered, "Senior Brother Wu...."

Wu Li replied anxiously: "Senior Brother Yan, can't you see it? People can't help but bow their heads under the eaves!"

Cheng Linlin smiled, waved the vermilion spear and flew back.

Jiang Xing turned around again with the long sword in his hand, facing the dead body of the Black Tiger Jiao.........