The devouring of the Ci Shu continued, and the whole battle was also coming to an end, and now there were only two purple Ci Qi left in the battle, Yang Wenyao looked at such a picture, and was still a little nervous about the task that was waiting for him, after all, for now, the strength of these two Ci Qi was afraid that there was not much difference, and the fight was Zhenghuan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Dan furnace stopped rotating, and there was a strong Dan fragrance in the not too small space. If you don't look at the light screen, just looking at the scene in reality can also be a tyrant once, after all, the illusion is not broken, didn't the ink say, this illusion can only be eliminated unless it is completely destroyed.

Yang Wenyao opened the Dan furnace and slowly wrapped the Dan with spiritual power. It's as clear as clear water. For spending so many spiritual plants and wasting so much effort to get such a little thing, Yang Wenyao thought, if this thing can't handle it, the next thing is to break through. Fortunately, although the spiritual power is almost consumed, Yang Wenyao can't bear it and is still cultivating now.

Looking at the two that were still fighting on the light screen, Yang Wenyao stepped forward quietly, but unexpectedly, she still noticed Yang Wenyao's movements, and the two of them ran straight towards Yang Wenyao.

In an unexpected situation, Yang Wenyao did not panic and fought directly with the two. It is worthy of being a spirit insect that can make the monks smell it, originally looking at such a small point, Yang Wenyao didn't care how strong they were, but he didn't want to be such a tough encounter for the first time, and the expected scene of knocking one of them away did not appear, but Yang Wenyao was knocked back several steps due to the light enemy. And Ci Dan, who had been controlling with spiritual power, almost dripped down due to unstable strength.

Fortunately, the ink on the side saw this situation, stepped forward to help, barely stood firm, and looked at the two people who were fighting again. Yang Wenyao was speechless, this was definitely bullying her. Why do they ignore the ink?

What Yang Wenyao didn't know was that even if the spiritual power on the ink body was sealed, the bloodline could not be sealed, and some things were innate talents.

Staring at the two of them who subconsciously avoided the ink in the fight, Yang Wenyao was sad and angry, this is definitely a typical example of bullying the good and fearing the evil, even if this evil is just a show. Just now, Yang Wenyao even discovered a problem, this space is actually forbidden to fly. So if you want to rely on the fact that you can't fly (really, won't?) If you want to fly above them and throw them, you can't do it.

After thinking about it and thinking about it and thinking about it and not finding a better way, Yang Wenyao reluctantly went into battle again, with the previous disadvantage, this time the ink heel was standing behind her in cooperation, so as to lend a helping hand at the most appropriate time.

The speed of the battle is very fast, even if Yang Wenyao uses spiritual power, he can only fight with them, it is about the relationship between Yang Wenyao's physical cultivation, and they are not affected by their ability to absorb magic, and the egg is helpless against them.

The two saw Yang Wenyao coming over and once again joined forces to deal with the 'enemy'. There is a sense of common hatred and common enemy. Seeing this, Yang Wenyao didn't panic, just waited for their arrival, just waiting for the right time to pour the Ci Dan that had been controlled by spiritual power into one of them.

Even now, Yang Wenyao looked at Ci Xuan, who was not far from him, and rushed over with his aura to kick and turn around. Then the spiritual power he controlled was shooting straight towards the purple eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Wenyao asked the fragrant Danxiang again, looked at the two Ci Xiang who were obviously starting to go crazy, and secretly thought, is the time under his control wrong?

Soon Yang Wenyao dispelled his thoughts, and it was obvious that Ci Wenyao, who was hit in the eye by Ci Shudan, had caused damage to its eyes due to the entry of foreign objects, so Yang Wenyao actually heard the sound of 'snorting'. Maybe it was an illusion, Yang Wenyao even heard annoyance and anger inside.

Soon, though, it didn't have time to whine any longer. The one that had a vague upper hand soon caught up with it. Smelling the danxiang, but didn't see what was expected, the two of them didn't care about Yang Wenyao's ink, they only fought together.

In fact, Yang Wenyao's battle is not easy, what he sees in his eyes while fighting is not the truth, he must look at the light screen while estimating the battle, and those monks who come to Wen Ren Mo Fengkou are also difficult to deal with because of this illusion. After all, whether it was sensory vision, at least she thought it was real until Mo Feng brought it up.

The next battle probably had nothing to do with Yang Wenyao, and it was at this time that Yang Wenyao found out how disgusting this was. Yang Wenyao's judgment was very accurate, and the one that was hit in the eye by Ci Zhu Dan may have fallen due to injury.

Then, Yang Wenyao looked at the usual straw coming out of the mouthparts of the other Ci Shu and inserted it straight into the suppressed Ci Shu's eyes. Then, Yang Wenyao even saw the black liquid injected into the suppressed body from the transparent straw.

Soon there was a noticeable change in the body, and the whole inside of the body seemed to be melted. Only a layer of skin remains. The transparent straw sucked something out of the body, and in the end, it only left a thin layer of skin on it, originally Yang Wenyao thought that the matter could be regarded as a victory and defeat here, and then I was afraid that I would have to fight with myself.

But I don't want to let the skin be left. Devour it all and devour it all. Soon there was an abnormality again, and the original purple on the light screen was actually very painful, and a small pale golden horn grew straight on the top of the head.

At this moment, Yang Wenyao heard Mo Feng's voice again, and only said that he wanted to store the crystals in the jade jar that he threw out. It's about the jade jar that Xiaoyu made before.

Rolling her eyes without any image, Yang Wenyao had a feeling of being enslaved, okay, although the crystal that this insect turned into did sound good, but she wanted to know more, what is the use of this black stone......

No matter how Yang Wenyao complained, his eyes were staring at the light screen tightly, he wouldn't come to deal with himself immediately after this product was advanced. Speaking of which, if you don't help it yourself, the outcome is undecided.

The whole process. The ink never spoke, and that kind of surrendered look always made Yang Wenyao a little weird. Retracting his distraction, he just happened to see the completion of evolution, and the little insect had a feeling of domineering leakage. Of course, if it didn't tremble and tremble, it couldn't even stand steadily, it would be even more kingly.

Well, it is indeed inappropriate to use the wind of the king as a metaphor for a worm, but Yang Wenyao is really seeing such momentum in this one.

The trembling Ci Wei actually looked over like Yang Wenyao, and he was ruthless...... (To be continued.) )