It turned out that after Xiuxiu was pushed away by Wen Laogen, she hesitated a little because she was worried about Wen Laogen, and this gap had already been targeted by the Wu family, and his figure flashed, and he swept to Xiuxiu's side to capture Xiuxiu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A female cultivator who is just building a foundation, and looking at her naïve actions just now and seeing the reflection of Yang's Qianjun hammer, Wu, as a monk who builds the foundation of the Great Perfection, naturally does not take it in his eyes, and grabs it with his bare hands. As soon as he made his move, Wen Laogen's three-pronged halberd broke through the air.

His eyes flashed, his right hand was lightly raised, and the momentum of the trident breaking through the air stopped between his two fingers, and at the same time, he grabbed it with his left hand and buckled Xiuxiu who wanted to escape, "I can't help myself!" He sneered at Wen Laogen.

Wen Laogen saw that Xiuxiu was arrested, and his heart was anxious, and the dark wound that he had previously used to summon suddenly attacked, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yang's arrogant laughter came, and he saw the Qianjun Hammer accelerate downward in an instant, and the huge figure of the wild bull suddenly disappeared. Even though the Qianjun Hammer was neutralized by the brute bull, the remaining strength fell on Wen Laogen below.

"Grandpa!" Xiuxiu shouted loudly, only to see that after breaking through the obstacle of the wild bull, Qianjun Hammer stuck to Wen Laogen's figure at a very fast speed, and smashed his body on the mountain.

There was a huge "booming ......" sound, the mountain collapsed, and the rubble rolled around.

Xiuxiu's mind was blank, she bit her lower lip tightly, and muttered weakly: "Sister, Huzi ......", and at the same time she struggled vigorously to rush towards the mountain, but she was caught and didn't move.

Suddenly, his body was grabbed to the side by Wu, and he saw a vague figure only passing by from behind, falling into the distance, turning into a wind.

Previously, Xingfeng couldn't stay in the cave, Xiuxiu let it go outside, although she was worried that Xingfeng might not go back, but she didn't like to trap Xingfeng, Xingfeng didn't return for a few days, Xiuxiu originally thought it was gone, but didn't want it to appear at this moment to save herself, when she saw it, she suddenly burst into tears when she originally controlled her tears.

Xingfeng had planned to leave as soon as the opportunity came, but after walking out of the cave, it was full of thoughts that the white-clothed monk had used a few spirit stones to create a space with very strong spiritual power, and it was very curious in its heart.

Spiritual power is the lifeblood of anyone, and in the jungle, spirit beasts and demon cultivators often fight to the death for a treasure land of cultivation, that is, a place where spiritual power is rich. When it saw such a miraculous technique, it even suspected that the white-clothed monk had deliberately exposed his hand in front of it, invisibly binding it and unable to leave, but the truth was: it worked very well, and it did not want to go in front of these monks who did not want to forcibly make a contract with it and promised it that it could go at any time.

Tonight, I saw several Tsukiji monks coming from all over the world, and it was false to say that they were not worried, but it was impossible to lay down their lives for them. But when it saw the collapse of the mountain and Xiuxiu's arrest, it remembered the indifferent smile of the white-clothed monk and the agility in Xiuxiu's eyes when she touched it, very warm, irrepressible, and at that moment, it made the whistling rush out.

"Second-order spirit beast, wind beast!" Wu looked at Xingfeng with slight surprise and joy.

With the greedy smile on the monk's face, Xingfeng regretted it greatly at the moment, regretting that he had been involved. The monk is treacherous, so even if there are few spirit beasts, demon cultivators, and monks with few related strengths, it is often the monk who wins, not to mention that at this moment it is facing two monks who have built the foundation of the Great Perfection, it can't deal with it, but it must be no problem to escape.

Looking at Xiuxiu who was crying, there was a sudden wind at the feet of Xingfeng, and an afterimage gradually dispersed in the same place, and in the next breath, Wu's face froze, and he grabbed Xiuxiu's figure and retreated.

"So fast!" Wu's heart said, the speed of the wind beast is really good, he can't see the other party's whereabouts clearly, but he is not worried, since it is a spirit beast, he has a way to deal with it, he has to wait for a while!

The corner of Wu's mouth smiled, the light in his eyes flashed, grabbed Xiuxiu's hand and threw Xiuxiu away, and threw it at Yang, "Brother Yang, here you go!" ”

As soon as the words came out, he saw the figure of the wind beast following Xiuxiu, this spirit beast did not escape, it seemed that he wanted to save the female cultivator, so he threw the female cultivator as bait to create an opportunity for himself.

Seeing the opportunity, Wu quickly took out the dragon bone whip in the storage bag, which was specially used to catch spirit beasts.

The wind that originally rushed towards Xiuxiu suddenly felt that his heart was fluttering, and his body was uncontrollable, and a breath that made it want to surrender came from all directions, although it was weak, it could affect it. At this moment, it saw the dragon bone whip suddenly appear in Wu's hand, and a sense of powerlessness was revealed in its soul for no reason.

The dragon bone whip, this is the great enemy of the beasts, under the dragon's power, the beasts surrender.

The keel whip came like a swimming snake, and wanted to surround the wind, and the desire to survive supported the wind, it gave up Xiuxiu and fled quickly, but because of the great influence of the dragon, coupled with the cowardice, the movement was restricted, and it was caught up by the keel whip, and was besieged so that it could not move.

Wu looked at the wind beast with satisfaction and said, "Brother Yang, this wind beast can belong to me!" ”

Yang's face was expressionless at this time, and since the mountain collapsed, the source of the rich spiritual power had also disappeared, and the breath of the man and woman in the book had also dissipated. He couldn't help but believe the words of the female cultivator in his hand in his heart, maybe there was no treasure in it at all. At this moment, seeing that the Wu family got the second-order spirit beast again, he was a little unwilling in his heart, but these were not shown on his face, he had already obtained a female cultivator, and he couldn't open his mouth to take the second-order spirit beast at this moment, and this was not the time to fall out with the Wu family, so he smiled and said: "Brother Wu, this is naturally ......."

Before he finished speaking, his smile froze on his face, and a cold voice suddenly appeared in his ears that made his whole body tremble slightly, "Let go!" At the same time, the arm that grabbed the nun's wrist was silently pressed with five fingers.

He could feel that there was someone behind him, but where did the monk actually escape his sense of approach, and even at this moment, if it weren't for the contact of those five fingers, he couldn't feel the existence of the other party at all.

"Sister......" The female cultivator in her hand burst into tears and laughed and said happily.

He was still in shock, he didn't let go, but suddenly, the force point under the five fingers that was held down by the person became scorching, this high temperature was unbearable, and devoured his arm, he had a feeling, if it went on like this, within three breaths, this arm would be wasted!

Monks in the foundation building period, if they are in contact with spiritual power for a short time, they will only be injured, how can they be wasted!

There were too many things he didn't understand, and he hurriedly shook Xiuxiu's hand, but fortunately, the monk who held her arm didn't hold him stubbornly, and he easily retreated.

Wu looked curiously at Yang and suddenly shook off Xiuxiu, the horror on his face was also something he had never seen before, "Brother Yang, what's wrong?" ”

After Yang retreated, he hurriedly ripped open his sleeves, only to see that the five points touched by the fingertips on his arms had turned into charcoal, and it could be seen that the fire inside was extinguished.

He raised his eyes to see where Xiuxiu was, and a white figure appeared in the void, his face was covered with a veil, and he couldn't see clearly, and a pair of cold and sharp eyes were staring at him coldly.

Isn't this breath the same female cultivator who was originally in the mountain to build the foundation of the Great Perfection?

Her aura has obviously disappeared, why did she appear out of thin air? (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )