The soul power was divided into two, the defensive part firmly protected the soul of the winter beaver, and the attacking part was running rapidly in the meridians, and it was divided into two, heading towards the left and right hand of the winter beaver respectively. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The right hand direction poured into the sword embryo along the meridian direction, and in an instant, the momentum of the sword embryo became a little more powerful.

At the same time, the soul power of the left hand was condensed, and the power was immense, even if the winter beaver was the body of the foundation, the cultivation of the Divine Soul Yuan Infant was not hindered in the slightest.

The winter beaver also condensed three small swords, and the transparent small swords hovered on the left hand, exuding a terrifying aura.

The saint seemed to feel it too, and she shouted in horror: "Yuan Infancy!"

After writhing the roots of the tree to escape, the winter beaver squinted, his mind sank, and his body contained boundless power, and he swooped down heavily.

The saint was already unable to escape, twitching the branch to resist, the sword embryo in the winter beaver's right hand opened the way in his chest, and the three small swords in his left hand rotated and attacked the saint's branch at various tricky angles.

The sharp sword momentum made the branches of the holy maiden cower and did not dare to step forward, dripping with juice downward.

The heavy fishy smell came to the nostrils, and the winter beaver had long been accustomed to it, when she was engraved in time, she was often thrown into the woods by Ming Xia to hunt monsters alone, what bloody scene has not been seen?

So the scene in front of her is really not worth mentioning in her opinion.

Sinking down, the winter beaver waved the sword embryo in his hand fearlessly, although he had not yet comprehended the sword qi, but the sword blade was still a bloody rain.

The holy woman couldn't help but let out a terrible scream.

There was a faint attack on the soul in this voice, but how could the soul of the winter beaver be the same as the soul of an ordinary person?

After experiencing the cultivation of the Divine Soul, the strength of the Divine Soul had already been greatly improved, not to mention that there was still soul power in her Divine Soul as protection.

The battle between the two sides seemed to be long, and its practical time was short, but in a moment, the beaver's sword embryo was firmly inserted into the node of the sacred woman's trunk.

It was very short from the center of her tree, and the winter beaver seemed to have done it on purpose, temporarily changing direction just as the sword embryo was about to plunge into the trunk.

The saint was obviously relieved, and when she waved the branches to fight back, the winter beaver suddenly withdrew with lightning speed.

And behind the winter beaver, it was too late to catch up.

"Winter Fox Daoyou, why didn't you kill her in one fell swoop?"

Winter Beaver pretended to be out of breath and had exhausted her spiritual power: "After all, she is the holy daughter of your clan, and it has taken a lot of effort for me to keep it, why don't you make a move?"

After saying that, she had already collected the sword embryo and sat down on the grass on the side to breathe.

There are some problems with his intuition, but when he thinks about it, Dong Ci is just a foundation-building monk, but he has more spiritual power in his body, which is comparable to Jindan, and it is understandable that he is not supporting it now.

Thinking like this, he jumped onto the trunk of the saint and grabbed the weak point of the saint with one hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Where's the Spirit, where is it?"

"Heh, Lingxi? The saint's voice sounded sarcastic.

Yu Du narrowed his eyes and said hard: "Rin, do you think I don't dare to kill you?"

It turns out that the name of the saint is Rinxi, I don't know who that Lingxi is? Their names are so similar, there must be some connection with each other.

Or sisters?

The beaver meditated and listened intently.

"You want to kill me? ”

As soon as Rinxi's words fell, the branches trembled, and in an instant, they turned into a lifeless dead wood, and this dead wood was in the hands of Rin, as for Rinxi's real body, it was naturally gone.

The leaves were scattered all over the ground, recounting the traces of her existence.

With a gloomy face, he pinched the dead wood, and crushed the dead wood before stopping.

The winter beaver looked at the current situation, quietly raised the corners of his lips, and slowly stepped forward to collect the scattered leaves.

She did release the water on purpose, the saint is not a good person, and she naturally can't believe it, the affairs of his country of plants and trees are definitely not something that an outsider can do with the winter beaver.

Therefore, it is better to let Rin Xi survive, if Rin Xi is a smart person, he should understand who his enemy is.

She has made her attitude very clear, and she will not come to her trouble if she has eyes.

As for Doudu, Winter Beaver naturally has to keep a hand, and if she lets Doudu know her true strength, it will definitely not be a good thing for her.

There was no word between the two for a long time, and it took a while for a while to speak:

"Winter Fox Daoist, this time I would like to thank you for helping me calm the chaos, and I am grateful. ”

Winter Beaver waved his hand: "It's not necessary to be grateful, you took it upon yourself to arrest me here, I'm afraid I can't trust you, you quickly hand over the things to me, and we will leave." ”

Yu Du was embarrassed: "Winter Beaver Daoist, you should always understand the truth of letting the tiger go back to the mountain, so I still need you to contain Rinxi......"

Winter Beaver frowned: "Fellow Daoist, the end of the crossbow is definitely not your opponent now, you didn't kill her in time just now, and you are still to blame on me?"

"No, no, it's just that I can't think of anyone else who can help me except Daoyou, so ......"

Winter Beaver raised his eyebrows: "As the king of the country of grass and trees, Daoyou can't even deal with the end of a strong crossbow, which can't help but make people laugh." ”

"Well, what can I do then? I just woke up from my dormant period, and I haven't gotten back my cultivation from a thousand years ago, so now I naturally have to rely on others. He sighed and said quietly.

The winter beaver snorted secretly, and the shameless dryad said it so without blushing and heartbeat.

But the more shameless he became, the more the winter beaver felt that something was wrong, and the dryad was afraid that he was going to dig into her corner.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, I'm just a little monk in the foundation building period, I really can't help you, isn't the ink glass in your clan the cultivation of the gods?

Yu Du shook his head helplessly: "Daoyou forgot, Rinxi's identity is special, and the grass and tree spirits in the clan are guarding her bloodline suppression, no matter how powerful her cultivation is, there is really no way to take her." ”

Winter Fox smiled faintly: "Do you want to forcibly leave me behind like this? Is it really helpless or harboring evil intentions?"

He didn't answer, and the beaver looked at him with a smile, and the two fell into a long silence.

After living for a while, the voice of the winter beaver sounded faintly: "Fellow Daoist, I have to doubt the purpose of your arrest of me, first soldiers and then salutes, and now you want to be soldiers again?"

Doudu's face looked particularly gloomy hidden in the shadows: "Fellow Daoist, has anyone ever said that you don't look like a ten-year-old girl?"

Winter Beaver blinked: "Giggles, so, are you going to do something to me?"

Although she had a smile on her face, the atmosphere was actually tense.

Imminent.