"Hee-hee-hee......"

A low laugh came out again, still so vague, sometimes on the left and sometimes on the right, that people couldn't find her trace at all.

The pillar was originally very sensitive to murderous aura, but at this time, I don't know if it was because of the murderous aura all around, or because the figure of the person who laughed was too erratic, the pillar was actually confused for a while, but he just stood in place and kept turning around, unable to find the direction at all.

Nuomi was staring at the small fairy bell on the ground at this time, and she didn't dare to take her eyes off for a moment.

Her fingertips were still numb, and the position of the tiger's mouth was completely unconscious, and she was even trembling slightly, making her a little unstable even holding the thin pieces of rune paper in her hand. Naturally, she couldn't show her timidity at this time, and she didn't have time to think about where the leopard had gone.

The soft laughter still ringed in her ears, and it made her ears sore when she heard it, as if it was ringing next to her ears, and it made her back chill. It took a lot of effort for her to control herself and not look back.

This voice sounds like a woman's voice, very soft, but it is not Lin Luo's delicate feeling, let alone the sweet and silky sugar cake taste of Nuomi's own voice, but a voice that is a little cold, can laugh to people's hearts, and then makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

Nuomi has never heard this kind of voice from anyone around her. This voice didn't sound like the voice of an ordinary nun at all.

She trembled and clenched the small stack of rune paper in her hand, in order to stop the trembling in her hands, she could only clench her fists desperately, so strong that the joints were directly white, but she herself didn't feel it at all, only hoping to reduce the trembling.

Unfortunately, the more she clenched her fists, the more obvious the shaking became. At first, it was just a loss of strength, but gradually it developed into tension, and from the elbow to the front of the fingertips, it was shaking involuntarily.

The laughter still sounded softly in her ears, and she even felt as if the owner of the voice was really beside her, slowly turning around her, and so close to her that even the breath was already sprayed on her skin, and she shivered.

Biting her lip hard, she pulled one out of the middle of the pile of talisman papers in her hand and put it on herself tremblingly. She couldn't even tell if her trembling was due to nervousness or distraction, or to the coldness of the laughter.

It was only then that she realized that she was actually cold. The laughter, accompanied by the yin wind that blew from sometimes, had been lingering around her, clinging to her, turning all the way from the gaps in her clothes to the inside of her clothes, and she unconsciously shrunk her shoulders in the cold, so that she could feel that the owner of the laughter had been talking close to her.

She almost dropped the rune paper in her hand.

At this time, she was the loneliest and most helpless, and there was no one around her to rely on.

The rune paper attached to her body is just the most ordinary earth shield, she can cast it casually on weekdays, it is just the kung fu of moving three fingers, the spell is not long, and the mouth is only two sentences, but now she can't even use such a simple spell.

The fairy bell jingled again, and the strap that tied it writhed like a light snake.

Nuomi gritted his teeth, suddenly loosened his wrist, and forcibly took out the whip again, the tip of the whip pointed directly at the fairy bell, and slashed straight from top to bottom.

The power of the whip lies in the power of the whip that is wielded, and the power contained in the dancing whip can even be compared to a sharp broadsword. Glutinous rice has been practicing hard, at this time the wrist has been out of force, and then forcibly out of the whip, the speed of the whip is slower, but the posture is not crooked, and the aura contained in the whip is also very full.

Seeing that the tip of the whip was about to sweep to the fairy bell, Nuomi was overjoyed in his heart, and he heard the laughter gently together, as if the feathers were scratching his heart, and even the fairy bell flew up with the volley, and took the initiative to wrap it around the whip in Nuomi's hand.

"Huh......"

When Nuomi was still stunned, the fairy bell had already wrapped around her whip, spinning all the way down the whip body, and rolling straight towards her wrist. Although she has two earth shields on her body, one in front of the other, they are blocked from the outside of her body, but this earth shield is different from the water shield, and there is no way to protect the whole body.

The fairy bell led the belt, like a spirit snake spitting letters, staring at the gap between the two earth shields, and "whew" on her whip at once.

She had never seen such a martial art, and when she was still hesitating whether to let go, her wrist had already been wrapped around the fairy bell with a strap several times. At this time, she wanted to throw away the whip, but she couldn't do it.

"Hee-hee...... Where are you looking......"

The laughter rang out again.

Nuomi was obviously staring at the fairy bell on the ground, and she was very sure that the fairy bell didn't move at all, but suddenly she heard a crisp bell ring behind her ears. She was taken aback and was about to turn back, when there was a sudden pain in her back, as if she had been hit by a huge hammer in the back, and the whole person had already rushed forward.

If she hadn't been trembling and pasting a talisman paper on her body just now, she would have been injured by the blow by now. Even with the earth shield, she was still beaten to the ground, and even the rune paper that she was holding tightly in her hand was scattered on the ground.

At the moment of falling, Nuomi's eyes turned black, and she didn't have time to turn back, her divine sense had already keenly sensed that the earth shield behind her had produced a dense crack due to the impact, and if she experienced the same attack again, it would definitely shatter the source soil immediately.

She didn't have time to think about it at all, she rolled on the spot, she didn't know if she had dodged the pursuit from behind, she didn't even get up from the ground, she didn't care that the dirt on the ground would stain her clothes, and rolled directly in the direction where the pillar was standing. While rolling, she didn't forget to use her divine sense to direct the pillar to rush to her.

This is also thanks to the fact that she has learned the technique of one body and two souls, and she can still depart a trace of spirit to control the pillar when dodging. Where can she care about using her divine sense to control the question of whether the pillar is good or not, she only knows that if she doesn't hide next to the pillar anymore, she won't be able to cast spells properly. Her hand was already wrapped in the translucent band tied with the fairy bell, and it was too late to untie it at this time.

Maybe it's not how powerful the other party is, it's just that she has never experienced such a battle, and she was stunned all of a sudden.

The opponent was too forbearing, and she hadn't seen a corner of the man's clothes until now, and only guessed from the faint laughter that the other party might be a female cultivator.

Between the lightning and flint, Nuomi suddenly realized that the other party might have been waiting for such an opportunity, waiting for her to leave the pillar, and then use martial arts to suppress her in one fell swoop. However, this thought was only a fleeting thought.

She had just rolled forward in a circle, and her right foot suddenly tightened, and her hand hurt at the same time.

The pain was as if there was not a thin strap wrapped around the wrist at all, but a circle of steel knives. Immediately, a burst of bright red erupted in front of her eyes, almost choking on her nose.

"Hmm...... Brother! ”

There was no need for glutinous rice to open her mouth at all, and the pillar had already turned and stepped in her direction. It's just that although his steps are big, his movements are very slow, and when he walks to Nuomi's side, maybe Nuomi's wrist will be cut off by the belt.

Glutinous rice was so painful that her eyes darkened, and she instinctively stretched out her other hand, pressed it on the wrist that was gushing blood, and bit her lip desperately.

"Green ...... Green...... Green Dragon Clamp ...... Removal ...... Removal ...... Inauspicious...... Chinese...... Essence...... Ming Ming...... Dusty ...... Eliminate...... Wood...... Wood...... ......"

Such a few short words, on weekdays, are simply a mantra that she recited well, but now she bites the corners of her mouth and bleeds, and her mouth is full of fishy smell, so she recited this incantation with difficulty.

She no longer has the strength to seal her hands, fortunately, this spell does not need any complicated handprints, she fought her last breath, and urged the true yuan force of her body, and there was a burst of blackness in front of her, as if all the strength of her body was drained, and she was almost about to faint on the spot.

"Hee-hee...... Huh......"

The laughter was stunned.

Glutinous rice felt a chill in her wrist, which instantly replaced the hot pain, and the itching between her wrists, as if something was rapidly burrowing out from under the skin, instantly wrapped around her wrists.

She barely glanced up at her hand, and in a vague way, she saw a circle of verdant jade-colored fairy grass growing tightly on her wrist, just as the original translucent ribbon was wrapped around her whip, and these fairy grasses were wrapped around the ribbon in the same way.

It's just that the strap is wrapped all the way to the glutinous rice's wrist, but these fairy grasses are cutting the band. When this strap was wrapped around the wrist of glutinous rice, it was like a steel knife, but in front of this weak fairy grass, the strap suddenly turned into a piece of rice paper, and it shattered when touched.

Nuomi's heart was wide, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body and the consumption of his true yuan power, he only felt that his spirit was suddenly shocked, and he quickly struggled to get up from the ground.

She had never actually tried to use the raw wood recipe on the immortal grass in her body. Fang Cai was just a flash of inspiration under the pain, and he didn't even think about whether this spell would work, but he couldn't touch the rune paper at hand for a while, so he subconsciously used the simplest of the spells he knew.

When using the raw wood technique, you must have grass seeds in your hands, but the glutinous rice was already in pain and almost fainted, so how could you think of taking the grass seeds out of your body. What she was most familiar with was the little fairy grass growing on the little black ball in her body.

After Sheng Mu Jue's aura churned, she almost instinctively channeled those aura into her body and poured it into the immortal grass growing on the little black ball. Those immortal grasslands had already absorbed a lot of aura in the glutinous rice's body, and they had grown very vigorously, and now they had been stirred by the unique aura of the Shengmu Jue, and they suddenly grew wildly, scurrying around in her body, looking for an exit.

After Glutinous Mi reluctantly followed the scurrying fairy grass down the spiritual veins to the wound on her wrist, these fairy grasses grew all the way outward, not only saving her wrist, but also cutting off the strap on her wrist.

It was only a matter of a moment, and the glutinous rice suddenly stood up from the ground, and it got up too violently, and it was about to fall back again as soon as it was dark in front of him.

But by this time, the pillar had reached her side, and he raised his broad palm and slashed at the strap at her feet.

Gu people don't use magic weapons, their own bodies are already the best magic weapons. They are born with the knowledge of how to control their aura, transforming their aura into various forms to form a blade condensed by aura.

The palm of the pillar fell, and there was a thud on the ground, and suddenly a long crack was concave downward, as if it had been slashed by the sharpest magic weapon. The pillar did not stop because of this, but raised its palm again, thumped it a few times, and without hesitation, swung it several more palms downward.