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Half moon slurry, it can hinder wound healing, if there is no antidote, it will continue to deteriorate, fester, until the whole body, even if the foundation monk, it is difficult to last a month, however, this medicine is no longer effective for high-level monks.

After applying the half-moon pulp on Bao Yuting's body, he could see a trace of black gas surrounding the wound, and explained some matters to Xiuxiu, including the efficacy of the half-moon pulp and how to delay the onset of the half-moon pulp.

When Xiuxiu heard this, although her face was ugly and her eyes were strange, she didn't say anything after all.

Zheng Guan understood that in Xiuxiu's view, Bao Yuting had never harmed them after all, and provided them with a place to live, so poisoning Bao Yuting was obviously an unrighteous act. But she doesn't want to explain too much, innocence and kindness are good, but her situation will inevitably require her to learn to face more.

Anyone who came to this world was not beautiful and pure at the beginning, but had to change, in order to survive.

Zheng Guan pointed out Feng, forbade stealth and rest with a small hidden armor, and then drove the white crane north to Bai Ze.

There were three days, because the white crane could not continue to move forward, Zheng Guan had to go in the sky, not long after, only to see the smoke and dust in the forest in front of him, and more spiritual power fluctuations, it should be the monk in the fighting method.

When I got closer, I found that there were three people, two of them were in the middle of the foundation building, and one of them had a strong breath, and I couldn't detect the specific cultivation, which should be Jindan or above Jindan.

In order to avoid getting into trouble, Zheng Wan wanted to bypass them slightly.

Just flew a little distance, and a panicked and embarrassed figure suddenly appeared in the forest, "Boy, you can't run!" "Followed by arrogant voices.

In the next breath, I saw tens of millions of arrows shot out of the forest, densely packed, and surrounded by a hundred feet.

Zheng Guan's brows furrowed, his pupils shrunk slightly, and the Wind Blade Technique had already twisted the bamboo arrows in the zhang into pieces one step earlier.

"Who?" Two figures suddenly appeared in the forest, one of them swept ten feet away from her, it was the monk whose cultivation was insurable, and the other monk chased after the monk who had originally rushed out.

Zheng Guan appeared in shape, looked down, and saw the monk and said, "Senior, I'm just passing by." ”

The middle-aged monk's face turned cold, and he couldn't imagine that the Zhuji monk would be able to resist his attack without difficulty, and looking at this female cultivator, covered with a layer of hazy mist, he couldn't see through it when he was already in the Jindan stage. How could the foundation building monk have such a skill, and he immediately thought in his heart that it might be a magic weapon, and his greed stood up.

He raised his position in the void, condescending, and said disdainfully: "Where is the junior? ”

Zheng Wan sneered in her heart, she paid attention to the expression of the middle-aged monk, and naturally felt the changes before and after, and actually did not hide her joy and anger, I was afraid that she would look down on her to the extreme. The other party did not have an aura on his body that made Zheng Guan feel that his strength was unfathomable, and he wanted to cultivate it as a Jindan period. In the process of cultivation, as the soul becomes stronger, giving birth to spiritual consciousness and divine consciousness, it feels that the ability of the other party's cultivation will not be limited to the same realm, and even after giving birth to divine consciousness, it can accurately predict the specific cultivation situation that exceeds one's own cultivation to a realm.

She called a senior just a rite of etiquette, and she didn't expect the other party to be arrogant, and she really shouted as a junior, if she was let go and was despised by him, but things wouldn't be so simple, because the middle-aged monk added, "You want to participate in my Dunlun sect feud?" ”

Obviously, he would not let her stay out of the matter, since this was the case, Zheng Guan's heart was cold, and he quickly took out the fixed cup from the storage bag, and the mouth of the cup shone towards the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk didn't expect the female cultivator on the opposite side to suddenly attack, but after all, he was a Jindan monk, and he was quick to react, and at the moment when Zheng Wan aimed at him, he instinctively counterattacked, quickly raised his left hand to hold the bow, and lightly buckled the middle finger of his right hand.

But no matter how fast a person is, how can he compare to the light?

The middle-aged monk's movements could also stop at the moment when he held the bowstring, and Zheng Guanfei rushed forward, holding the thrust in his hand, aiming directly at the middle-aged monk's eyebrows.

At the last moment, from the bottom up, a sword aura containing killing intent rushed from the bottom to the top, from between her and the middle-aged monk, she suddenly stopped, but left this moment for the middle-aged monk to resume his actions and retreat sharply.

The fixing effect of the fixing cup can support about ten breaths for monks in the same realm, but for monks who are one realm higher, it is about only three breaths, if it is higher than two realms, I am afraid it can only make the opponent's body stagnate.

It was obviously disadvantageous to get the middle-aged monk out, and with his speed, it was no longer possible to trap him again.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" The monk below turned out to be a female nun, and her voice was full of anxiety.

The middle-aged monk's face was ugly, thinking that he was a monk in the Jindan period, trapped by the foundation building monks, and saved by the self-appointed foundation building monks, this is a kind of humiliation!

So, the monstrous killing intent stood up, quickly collected the bow in his left hand, and then sacrificed a bead that exuded red light, exuding a breath of death.

Zheng Guan's brows were furrowed, two against one, and there was a Jindan monk, there was absolutely no chance of winning, so at the moment when the middle-aged monk sacrificed the red bead, he immediately forbade invisibility with a small hidden armor. Her stealth is helpless against the magic weapon that can shoot thousands of arrows in an instant, but the range of that kind of move force is so huge, it is also extremely spiritual power to think about it, and only the arrow to lock his direction will definitely suffer, so the other party also thinks of killing him in other ways.

Considering the factors of stealth and rest, the middle-aged monk's move must be able to deal with stealth in his own opinion, and he can also vent the hatred in his heart once and for all.

But Zheng Guan is not so stupid, he will not be able to go up and fight, but she is unwilling to let her swallow this breath.

After hiding her figure, she immediately descended, the monk on the ground who was chased and beaten by the female cultivator still had a trace of breath, she was not kind enough to save people, but if she wanted to deal with the two monks in front of her, she would not be able to do it alone.

It's just that the middle-aged monk standing in the air, since she hid her figure, did not show a trace of anxiety, and even the female cultivator began to ignore the others, only standing behind the middle-aged monk, which faintly made Zheng Wan a little worried.

The red beads hung in the palm of the middle-aged monk's palm, and I saw the middle-aged monk chanting words in his mouth, and the red rays slowly expanded, and the flames burned with the red beads as the center.

Zheng Wan fell to the ground, saw the foundation building monk who was stuck in the middle of the branch, pulled him into the small hidden armor forbidden, and immediately moved the place. When I looked up, I saw that the red light in the void had risen as high as a person, and it was only a few breaths here.

"Cracks, cracks, ......" The sound like broken bones suddenly sounded in the air, Zheng Wan couldn't help but shudder, only to see a figure appear in the red light, no, what kind of figure is it, just a skeleton, revealing the breath of death.

At this time, the red bead flew back into the hands of the middle-aged monk, but the skeleton stopped in place, and the red rays like flames shrank into the skeleton, and only these two clusters burned where the skeleton had eyes, revealing a faint gaze that seemed to come from the Nine Hells, with a shuddering aura.

The middle-aged monk smiled gloomily, and his voice was grim: "Necromantic skeleton, kill!" ”

The skull of the "Gurgle, Gurg......" skeleton rotated in a circle from left to right, and finally hung slightly towards Zheng Guan's location.

The feeling of being seen and stared at immediately spread throughout her body, and Zheng Wan immediately moved away from where she was just now, but the hanging skull slowly turned and faced her all the time.

Impossible, the little hidden armor forbids the stealth form and hidden breath, this skeleton and the middle-aged monk who controls the skeleton are absolutely impossible to see, but in fact, the skeleton is locked in a good position, Zheng Guan is a little incomprehensible. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )