(Thank you for the reward~!) O∩ a ∩ O~ house has been diarrhea today, the usual medicine at home is gone, and it has been uncomfortable, less of it, and there will be more tomorrow~! Don't smash eggs, I have a pot cover~! Hey! Izumo Peak is a mess, and the peak master is an unobtrusive shopkeeper, so there will be a plot of tidying up inside and outside the clothes later, and the length should not be too much~! ）

Several people gathered around the six-winged demon snake, looking for an opportunity to strike. ~

They punched their fists to the flesh, but the harder they worked, the greater the force of being bounced back, and several people quickly communicated for a while and decided to make a trick.

Two people attracted the attention of the six-winged demon snake, and the other two secretly touched the tail of the blue giant snake, one of the most burly shouted, stomped his feet, and the whole person rose to the sky, with the strength of the fall, their own weight, and the vitality of the whole body gathered in their fists, rushed down, smashed on the six-winged demon snake, close to the snake's tail, the six-winged demon snake was "nailed" there, and couldn't move in an instant, staring at the snake's tail The two people saw the opportunity, and pulled the tail of the six-winged demon snake together, and used up the strength to eat, The entire snake body was slowly picked up.

By inertia, the speed of rotation is getting faster and faster, Rao is the strongest person among them, and he can't bear it for a long time, when he reaches a certain critical point of almost collapse, the two of them exert their strength at the same time, and with a loud shout, the six-winged demon snake is thrown away.

The six-winged demon snake was thrown off the peak, and several people were exhausted and collapsed to the ground, looking at each other stupidly

The number of people around the Troll Titan is much more than that of the Six-Winged Demon Snake, and the body cultivation with a big waist and a round waist is standing with the Troll Titan, just like the high-rise and the bungalow, so incongruous.

The Troll Titan didn't bother to move, and only reached out to "pull" the person away when those people hugged their thighs or wanted to climb on it, and they didn't know how many punches and kicks they had been smashed, not to mention that the alchemy puppet didn't feel anything, and even if there were, such an attack was insignificant.

The inner gate of Izumo Peak is not only physical cultivation, but physical cultivation only accounts for the majority.

There are two or three cultivators, entangled with two ice wind demon wolves, flames and water fly together, frost and wind blades are scurrying, wolf fangs and princesses are flexible, fast as a whirlwind, spitting wind blade ice blades, and the battle is very happy, their attack strength, it is difficult to compete with the monks on the opposite side, but they are better than fast speed, small size, they will run far away when they magnify their moves, they can dodge with small spells, only seek no fault and no merit, in line with this principle, it is also comparable to the opposite law cultivators, The scene is full of them, and the spells of various attributes are as beautiful as exploding fireworks from a distance.

The fat girl is really fighting with people with two small fists, maybe it's because the name of the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly is too loud, it has the most people gathered here, body cultivation, law cultivation, sword cultivation, and everyone looks at it with red eyes as if they want to swallow it alive.

The ghost sword butterfly with his feet on the netherworld・The whereabouts are hard to find, and he suddenly dodges in mid-air・A left hook punch from his small fist hits the waist eye of a certain sword cultivator・The sword cultivator stumbles, his reaction is not slow, he turns around and sweeps the sword, the blade of the sword flashes with cold light, and the body rotates three hundred and sixty degrees, and when it comes down, it doesn't even touch the wings of the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly.

A faint bloodshot loomed, the fat girl flashed out of the void, a right hook, hitting a body cultivation stomach, the man snorted, the place where the stomach was concave and "Teng" stood up, his face was as red as blood, "bang" centered on himself, burst into a wave of air, overflowing vitality, crushing the surrounding ground into slag, swinging a vacuum.

The fat girl walked between them, and suddenly flashed in front of someone, her black eyes flashed with a strange and intoxicating ghost, and the person opposite seemed to be immobilized, maintaining the previous self-seeking death, and she kicked her feet and kicked to the side.

How much it hurts to hold the little feet on the body, only the person who is ordered knows that the fat girl who is flying all over the field has crooked eyebrows and eyes, and happily dances the figure-eight dance, turning people around.

Ink-dyed clothes are the real work.

Bow and arrow, each arrow landed precisely on the left shoulder, just inches from the heart and throat.

She only shoots flat, but she can't stand the additional effects and takes turns.

The critical hit repulsed, and shot a strong man covered in milky white vitality directly into the air

The heavy arrow was dizzy, the hand led the sword trick, and the flying sword was dancing vertically and horizontally, and the senior brother was planted upside down, and the front fell directly to the ground.

Combo, invincible, almost at the same time of the second arrow, how can you dodge?

The effect of sucking blood is the deepest feeling of ink dyeing clothes, piercing the human body is indeed different from piercing the body of the spirit animal, the place where it was shot, there is no blood flowing out, almost at the same time, you can feel the fullness of the body, as if swallowing the elixir and being instantly restored to the true element of the feeling, so that she shoots more and more fiercely, the more she shoots, the more energetic, her eyes are radiant, the brilliance is overflowing, and the whole person stands there vividly, as if the arrow god is possessed, and all shots must hit!

No one could come close to her.

Ink dyed clothes's eyes flashed slightly, and the corner of her eyes swept to a big bell that was sacrificed by a senior brother, the bell shape was huge, the style was simple, and the aura of the body was full of aura, which was not ordinary at first glance, and the three flying swords she put on the bowstring finally had a chance to shoot out, carrying the flying sword of arrogant firelight, and flew out with a whoosh, colliding with the big bell, and exploded.

The two flying swords in the back followed like a shadow, blooming on the bell one after another, and there was a critical strike effect in the middle, directly retiring the big bell that was standing firmly in front of the senior brother, together with the big bell behind it, a foot away, leaving a deep scratch on the ground.

Tapping the storage bag, the sword box flew out, spitting out a three-color aura, and the auralight spun around in mid-air, returning to the hands of the ink dyeing clothes.

One, two, three......

It's a three-color flying sword again!

The owner of the big clock on the other side is about to vomit blood, eldest sister, how rich are you? It's so profligate, how can we afford it!

A blue light rushed up from the peak cliff, it was the six-winged demon snake that was thrown down, the transparent fangs flashed in the sun, the snake body shook violently, the snake's tail slapped heavily on the ground, the masonry was torn, the dust was flying, the body twisted, the whole snake body rushed out, and suddenly came to the people just now, a beautiful flick of the tail, several people flew out like a parabola, the direction - under the peak.

After a long tug-of-war, everyone has a general impression of the strength of the ink dyed clothes, and I don't know who roared, capture the thief and capture the king first, and then kill the ink dyed clothes first and then clean up these "accomplices" such as spirit pet puppets.

Ink dyed clothes cautiously stepped back, pursed their lips to see them gathered together, and said, on one side is a weak woman, and on the other side is a bunch of burly and fierce men, the confrontation between the two sides is quite funny.

The weak woman suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, just like a hundred flowers blooming, the spirit bow in her hand was thrown and jumped onto it, and the three-color spiritual light shone brightly, sending her into the sky

Someone reacted and exclaimed: "It's not good, spread out!" ”

It's late!

The ink-dyed bow is already in hand, and the arrow is on the string.

Scatter!

Scatter!

Scatter!

Arrows rained down, and there was no intact place to stay in the range.

Three rounds of scattering down, a mess below.

The Troll Titan rushed over, waving his arms and sweeping them all down.

The fat girl was not willing to follow, the black spirit sword condensed in her hand, and it still used the sword to take advantage of the hand, flying between the people, slamming with the sword body, killing in and out, sweeping out one way after another.

The wolf fang ran over and pushed back a boy who wanted to slip away with her little head, and the princess gracefully walked over to the ink-dyed clothes, and sat down, licking her paws with her little tongue, and on the white little paws, the nails like the tips of knives shone with a sharp cold light.

"Have you taken it?" Ink-dyed clothes asked the person in front of him.

The fat girl was suspended in the air and took the opportunity to knock him on the head with a spirit sword.

"I've served Senior Sister, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced!" This one is going to cry, it's too tormenting, it's not enough to be beaten by that big puppet with amazing strength, and he has to be slapped with a sword by the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly, clean him up as if he is playing, it's too face-saving! On this day, he lost his face for decades before, and wow!

"The voice is too small, it's not qualified, go write over there!" Mo Dye Yi pointed to the right, and the person who was pouting his ass and lying on the ground holding a pen and holding a stick was struggling with a bitter face and a horizontal and vertical hook.

"Senior sister, please, don't let me write, can't I choose mining?" This one is not going to cry now, he is already crying, all of Izumo Peak are semi-literate, they can only read, they really can't write!

Especially the senior sister also asked to be neat, horizontal is horizontal, vertical is vertical, this is too difficult, especially the word "service", it is too difficult to write, so many strokes, isn't this their fate?!

"Two hundred!" Ink-dyed clothes waved his hand and motioned for the next one.

Without waiting for her to ask, she roared, "Senior sister, I'm convinced!" ”

The loud voice shook Mo Dyyi's eardrums, and Mo Dyed Yi held back a smile and looked at this tall man who was full of hardship and worry for fear of being arranged to write big characters, "Well, the attitude is good, let's mine!" ”

"Alas!" The sun was shining brightly, and he was grinning and running to mine.

"You three come here!" Ink-dyed clothes beckoned to the three who had never moved.

The handsome young man with peach blossom eyes was the first to come over, and his eyes were full of undisguised admiration, "Qi Yunsheng has seen Senior Sister." "I don't forget to put it habitually

"Qi Yunsheng, right, go to the mining area and watch them mine, it's not enough for you to ask." Ink dyed clothes didn't want to let such a kid who likes to discharge electricity stay in front of him, so he sent it away.

"Yes, Senior Sister." Qi Yunsheng walked unwillingly, turning back three times in one step.

"What's your name?" Ink dyed clothes were a little curious about the only three people who didn't do it.

"Situ Lian!" The young man with a wooden face asked and answered.

The little man who was a little further back, seeing that the senior sister in front of him had punished those senior brothers whose voices were not high enough, he tried his best to make his voice louder, and his face was flushed, "Wanzhou has seen Senior Sister ・・・・・・ ・・・・・・." "After working hard for a long time, I still stumbled.

"Evening boat?" Ink-dyed Yi raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked him up and down for a while, and noticed the dust pinned behind him, "You were a disciple of Frost Peak before?" ”

"Yes, Senior Sister." Wan Zhou's gaze dimmed, revealing a depressed taste.

Ink dyed clothes smiled knowingly, "Izumo and Condensation are not all under the gate of the Cold Jade Palace, I was still from the Jade Ruler Peak Gate before." ”

"Situ Lian."

"Yes."

"Can you write?"

"Yes."

"Well, go over there and watch them write, and if you can't write well, you can rewrite it."

Situ Lian pursed his lips and left.

Wan Zhou cautiously asked, "Senior sister, what is Wan Zhou going to do?" ”

"You, follow me for the time being." Ink-dyed clothes looked at Wanzhou as if they saw the old ink turbidity, and they were as cute as little rabbits.

It's just that in terms of appearance, Wanzhou and Mo Qingxun are very different, the latter is a boy and a woman, extremely handsome, and the former has a mediocre face.

The battle of the ink dyed clothes established his position in Izumo Peak, and it was also based on tradition that all those who dared to challenge the authority of the chief master sister were punished with different punishments.

She used to hear people say that squatting in the corner of the wall and singing conquest or something, and she felt that it was very coke, and she had no chance to practice this, so she could only retreat to the next best thing and let them squat on the ground and write the word "service".

The rest of them are simply rushed to the mining area to mine and exert excess heat.

"Situ Lian, Qi Yunsheng, and Wanzhou, they have been accepted as disciples as teachers, and since then, they are your junior brothers, you are your senior sister, take a good look at those three boys, don't ask them to cause trouble for me." Zhai Bufu twisted his eyebrows, it should be a happy thing to accept an apprentice, but there is not much joy when he looks at this person.

"Yes, disciple understands." Ink-dyed clothes lowered his eyes, and slandered in his heart, he didn't accept one before, but he collected four at once, master, wow, you are really different from ordinary people.

"Let's take over the Izumo Peak, we have to fiddle with it, we can't let others see the joke!" Zhai Bufu slapped the table casually, and broke another one.

I didn't see all the ink-dyed clothes, and she was the chief senior sister who was right-named, and all the big and small things up and down Izumo Peak were reported to her.

Only then did she know that this chief disciple was not a human job, it seemed to be noble, the master was the master of a peak, and he went out to shout five and drink six, and he looked like a human being, but behind it, it was all bitter

The master is not in charge, and he throws them all to the people below, but there are so many disciples in the inner and outer doors of a Lingfeng, just like a bird waiting to be fed, all of them are waiting for the meal!

Zhai Pingju took care of these before, this big brother almost went crazy when he handed over to her, saying that he was grateful to God, and finally ended his days of turning around and making fate, and if he continued to toss like this, he wanted to die.

It took three days to dye the clothes, and after smoothing out the inner and outer doors, I silently muttered in my heart: Sister also wants to die! Clear