Father Fan glanced at Guan Tong Dazhuang's cage and said: "This cage is a wishful Qiankun cage, which can become bigger and smaller with the owner's wishes, the cage has the ability to rebound and defend, if you want to use force to break this cage, the greater the force you use, the greater the force that rebounds to you, and the greater the damage you will suffer." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Tong Dazhuang felt hopeless when he heard this, and said to me with a crying voice: "Master, after I die, you will tell Feng Wu that I am back to the elf clan, don't tell her that I am dead."

Qian Mo softened his heart when he heard Tong Dazhuang's words, and comforted him and said, "What are you talking about? Isn't the master trying to figure out a way, why are you in a hurry!"

I thought to myself: "Qianmo, the cage that the Fan family's father can't break, you let me figure out a way, you treat me as a god."

Looking at Tong Dazhuang's expectant eyes, I couldn't say such cruel words, so I had to answer vaguely: "Don't worry, I won't let you die at the hands of Elder Meng."

The father of the Fan family didn't see that I was playing sloppy with Tong Dazhuang, and explained to me very intimately: "This cage is a spiritual weapon of Elder Meng, which has been refined by Elder Meng, only by erasing the divine consciousness left by Elder Meng on the cage, and then hitting your own divine sense, you can control this cage and release Tong Dazhuang."

The fat man next to him said, "This is simply impossible, do you see if the cultivation of the two of them can beat Elder Meng?"

The last glimmer of hope in Tong Dazhuang's eyes was ruthlessly stifled by the fat man. He lowered his head, his expression silent, without the slightest desire to speak, and hugged his calves tightly, curled up in the corner of the cage.

Seeing Tong Dazhuang like this, I really want to kick the fat man and slap him.

Qian Mo couldn't stand it anymore, and she asked, "Father Fan, if you put this cage in the storage space, can you isolate Elder Meng's divine sense?"

The father of the Fan family lowered his head and thought for a while and said, "The storage space of the Xiaochen Realm cannot be separated from Elder Meng's divine sense, only the treasures or artifacts cultivated by monks above the Mahayana stage who are higher than Elder Meng's cultivation can be."

When Qian Mo heard it, he secretly shouted: "Now Tong Dazhuang is saved." She hurriedly used her divine sense to contact me and said, "Master, I want to put Tong Dazhuang into the jasper hairpin, according to the Fan family's father, Guan Tong Dazhuang's cage can isolate Elder Meng's divine consciousness there."

I nodded, and said in my heart: "Don't move around yet, when Elder Meng comes in, you can take Tong Dazhuang in while everyone is not paying attention, and I will use my divine sense to contact Tong Dazhuang and let him get ready."

Qian Mo nodded imperceptibly.

"Tong Da Zhuang, Tong Da Zhuang." I shouted silently in my heart.

Tong Dazhuang looked up at me and didn't speak.

I continued, "When Elder Meng comes in a while, Qian Mo will take advantage of the chaos to take you and the cage into the storage space, don't make a noise then, and release you when we are out of danger." ”

Tong Dazhuang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at me eagerly and nodded.

I pretended not to see it, turned my head and handed Qian Mo a magic robe, asked her to put it on quickly, and handed the two protective shields that the head of the house gave me to the father of the Fan family and said: "Elder Fan, you and Mother Fan have lost their cultivation now and can't protect themselves, we may not be able to take care of you when we get to Death Valley, you will hide in the protective shield after entering Death Valley, and then come out when you are safe."

The father of the Fan family nodded, politely, and took the protective shield.

The fat man looked anxious and asked, "Do you still have a protective shield, give me one."

I hurriedly put on another vestment and said, "The head of the family gave me this little thing, there is no share of yours, when the time comes, you can take out your housekeeping skills and ask for more blessings."

While we were talking, Elder Meng walked in and laughed and said, "You still want to open my wishful Qiankun cage, and you still want to enter the Valley of Death."

When a few of us saw Elder Meng coming in, we all closed our mouths and hid to the side with indifferent expressions, and no one paid attention to him.

Elder Meng didn't care about our attitude, and said to himself: "Elder Fan, have you thought about it, hurry up and hand over the token of the elf clan to me, and give it to me now, I may be able to spare your wife's life, and after a while, you just want to beg me and I won't have a chance."

The mother of the Fan family was very angry when she heard this: "You despicable villain, you have the ability to fight us with real knives and guns, what kind of ability are these indiscriminate methods?"

Elder Meng laughed wildly and said, "You are still hard-mouthed, can you resist my palm?"

I quickly took Fan's mother's hand, suggesting that she should not be impulsive, let's save our lives first, and we may have a glimmer of life in the valley of death in a while, and if we die now, we will die in vain.

The father of the Fan family stood forward, blocked Fan Siqin's mother behind him, and said, "Elder Meng, I really don't have any tokens of the elf clan, even if you really throw me into the Valley of Death, I can't give you the token you said."

Elder Meng was a little angry when he heard this, his face turned red, and he turned his head and asked the fat man: "Shen Fatty, your old man used to be the law enforcement elder of the elf clan, don't tell me that you don't know what the elf clan is, hurry up and hand over your family's tokens."

Shen Fat Man let out his flesh and pretended to be dead with Elder Meng, no matter what Elder Meng said, he didn't answer, pretending not to hear.

Elder Fan and Shen Fatzi's actions made Elder Meng feel that his dignity had been challenged, and with a wave of his hand in anger, a ball-like enchantment wrapped several of us together, and Elder Meng threw the big ball towards Death Valley like a grenade.

I hurriedly asked Qianmo with my divine sense: "Did Tong Dazhuang bring it out?"

Qian Mo nodded and handed me the water gun filled with poisonous water.

The spherical enchantment swayed and floated above the red willow tree, Elder Meng violently retracted the enchantment, and a few of us fell down rapidly, Elder Fan and Mrs. Fan took out a protective shield, and the protective shield turned into a round ball and wrapped Elder Fan and Madam Fan in it, and rolled into Death Valley, and Shen Fatzi hurriedly took out a defensive umbrella. Shen Fatman descended faster than us, just touched the red willow leaves, all the branches began to shake quickly, the leaves turned into pieces of sharp swords and shot at Shen Fatman, the umbrella in his hand quickly opened, spun rapidly, most of the willow leaves were bounced back, shot into the red willow tree, penetrated the willow tree, and spun back. The red willow tree flowed out wisps of blood-red sap, dyeing the entire death valley mouth into a bloody field, the willow roots in the ground came out, gulping the blood juice of the red willow tree, the willow branches instantly turned into a soft whip, the fat man's umbrella flew away, and the fat man was also waved into the air by the soft whip, I held the water gun to the ground, the willow roots quickly melted when they touched the poisonous water, the willow branches retracted, and the willow leaves became soft. Qian Mo and I fell to the ground and rolled on the spot and ran towards the interior of Death Valley, and the fat man also took advantage of the gap between the red willow trees to retract and rushed towards the interior of Death Valley.