It's such an oversight, he lost another apprentice, he didn't feel anything about the guy who was cut Dingding, the left and right are already a waste, and if they die, they will die, but the apprentice is different, one is that although they are related by blood, they never teach by themselves, and they rarely get together.

However, this is obviously not a good time to be heartbroken, it seems that he obviously has a deeper affection for the disciple, first put the disciple's corpse into the storage bag, and then pulled the corpse of his own junior to study it carefully, and then frowned, looking at the wound on the top and not knowing what he thought, with a thoughtful look.

Could it be that you see something wrong?

After all, people who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years are well-informed, and it is certain that they are well-informed, although the fire spirit is relatively rare, but it is definitely not a flower in the sky and on the ground, and it is common sense that this Fuhe Zhenjun can see some clues.

If you see it, you can see it, for Mo Qiqi, this is not a big deal, controlling the array, increasing the offensive of the flowing fire, looking at the posture of this Fuhe Zhenjun, I am afraid that it will not be long before she will see the flaws in this formation, so as to crack it, she wants to take advantage of this time to fight a few more times, although it can't hurt him, but it is good to consume some defensive magic weapons or aura on his body.

The flowing fire in the sky was surging down, because it was made by magic, and it would not be extinguished immediately when it fell to the ground, and it soon spread into a raging sea of fire on the ground, gradually drowning Fuhe Zhenjun entirely.

Fu He Zhenjun has to fight against the quicksand that has been dragging him down under him, and on the other hand, he has to resist the overwhelming flow of fire above, and he has to be distracted to check the flaws in this formation.

He probably has a lot of research on the formation method, and he found the flaw in the formation after withstanding the fire and half a cup of tea, and sent a conical weapon from the storage bag, after injecting aura, the conical weapon turned into a three-foot-long shuttle, surrounded by craggy streamers, and it was not extraordinary at a glance.

Then, he shouted: "Break!"

The shuttle was like a long rainbow through the sun, shooting out from his hand, and came straight towards Mo Qiqi, who was hiding behind the formation, and the formation broke in response, and the array in her hand was instantly torn apart!

He had already guessed that it would be only a matter of time before he broke out of the formation, but Mo Qiqi was not panicked, threw the array plate in his hand, waved the weak water sword, and came towards the direct door, at this time, the shuttle, which was only five feet away from her, slashed down with a sword!

"Wow!", the crisp sound of gold colliding poured into her ears, and the shuttle was blocked by her sword and pierced into the stone wall next to her.

The power of the Yuanying Monk's weapon is really extraordinary, this shuttle is out of the formation, it stands to reason that part of the power has been cut off, when Mo Qiqi waved the weak water sword to meet it, only for a moment, with her current rough skin and thick flesh system, she still felt that the tiger's mouth was shocked numb, and this kind of shuttle looked at it as sensitive to win, not gravity type.

Fuhe Zhenjun once sacrificed his natal magic weapon once when he was in Wuji Sect, Mo Qiqi saw it clearly, that magic weapon is definitely quite powerful, if she faces that magic weapon directly, with her little arms and legs, she really can't bear it.

She knew that Fuhe Zhenjun would break out of the formation, and when she was on guard, she also let the fire spirit prepare to take advantage of the situation to sneak attack, when the shuttle broke the formation, she waved the weak water sword against the flying shuttle, and the fire spirit took the opportunity to surging towards Fuhe Zhenjun with the last wave of fire when the formation was broken.

Fuhe Zhenjun already knew her position, and when the shuttle broke out of the formation, he immediately took out a long whip, and with a whip, a black python with a spiritual aura spit out a letter, like an arrow from a string, and then headed towards her.

Although Mo Qiqi was wary that this Fuhe True Monarch would make another move, it was one thing to be vigilant, and it was another thing to be wary of it.

She saw a long black shadow coming towards her, such seemingly flexible things are naturally not suitable for carrying a sword hard, you have to open the distance, but the distance between the first line of the sky is very narrow, if you retreat, according to her speed, it is naturally no match for this black shadow, and it is only a matter of time before she is caught up, so she swept her head on tiptoe a little, and then the weak water sword slashed down, and the dense sword qi poured out, wanting to use the dense sword qi to block this black shadow for a moment, and then widen the distance between the two sides.

She feels that she doesn't like to carry her face straight up like other sword cultivators, she is still suitable for far away, and the enlargement moves of secretly rubbing, even if she has learned the weak water sword technique, but this water sword technique is not like other sword techniques There are various sword moves, suitable for close combat, it is more like a large chain of spells, but the magic weapon used is a sword, and the power of the spell produced is sword qi, that's all.

The dense sword qi fell like a sharp blade, which should have blocked this black shadow for a while, but the ending was not as she expected, the black shadow that was originally as thick as the mouth of a bowl went up against the sword qi, and was split and broken into thin strips by the sword qi, but these did not affect it to continue to go up against the sword qi.

It was originally made by the aura of magic, so naturally there would be no pain, but it felt like it was originally a big rope, which would be divided into countless small ropes, all of which were stretched straight and chased after Mo Qiqi's heels.

She glanced down, and for some reason there were countless undead ghosts struggling and roaring and chasing after her, complaining and complaining and condemning her for being born alone, the resentment and unwillingness were too intense, a little disturbing her mind, and with a slight flick of her mind, these black shadows wrapped around her ankles.

I only felt that the cold air spread all over my body in an instant, and my body was numb, and my speed naturally slowed down, and in an instant, the group photo that was originally divided into countless thin lines was all entangled, and then gathered into the original black snake appearance, entangled Mo Qiqi in a circle, and tied her solidly.

Mo Qiqi wielded the weak water sword to cut the black wrapped around his body, each time he cut the black snake into two sections, and under the evenly distributed snake scales, it seemed that he could see the faces of grief and unwillingness, staring at the red eyes, roaring and struggling to break free from some restraints and impact outward, but in an instant, the snake scales grew again, and the snake head went around from behind her to the front of her, looking at her gloomily.