He was closer to Long Xiaobai, and rushed to Long Xiaobai one step ahead of Long Bojia.

Rumble.

Long Bojia's strong aura poured all over the little fat man's back, instantly causing his clothes to be shattered and bleeding all over his body.

He half-bowed his body, protecting Long Xiaobai on the ground, and the blood spit out in his mouth fell on Long Xiaobai's clothes with a click, forming red plums, but despite this, he still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

When Long Xiaobai turned around and saw him, he grinned, revealing his red teeth, "Bai ...... Boss Bai, you ...... Are you alright?"

After speaking, his eyes closed weakly and he fainted.

Long Xiaobai's eyes were moist, and his heart trembled violently, as if an iceberg suddenly burst into a crack, touching his deepest emotions, mixed with joy and sorrow, complicated and difficult to express.

Ten thousand years ago, he regarded Pang Yu as a brother, but Pang Yu was sanctimonious and killed him behind his back.

Ten thousand years later, he froze his emotions and no longer trusted anyone easily, but the little fat man stepped forward from behind and saved him with his life, touching his heartstrings again.

He hugged the little fat man, gently put it on the ground, pointed at Long Bojia with a cold and fierce gaze, and said coldly like an enraged beast: "Old thing, you hurt my brother, are you impatient?"

The Creation Martial Spirit was released, and a dense white mist lingered around Long Bojia's body, as if it was packed into a bag, blocking his vision.

Long Xiaobai exhausted three hundred spiritual veins, infused his hands with spiritual energy, stepped on his feet, and his body rushed towards Long Bojia at the fastest speed.

Divine Dragon Crack - Split Mountain Realm.

The crazy Long Xiaobai, as if he was in a storm, kept punching Long Bojia, so fast that it seemed that ten of him shot at the same time.

I saw that Long Bojia in the white mist was motionless, and the divine dragon crack exploded on him with a sound like a landslide and a crack.

Long Xiaoyun, who was lightly injured, had an earthy face, completely shocked by Long Xiaobai's bravery, if this kind of attack fell on him, he would have already been shattered.

What surprised him even more was that Long Xiaobai's aura was beyond imagination, and he attacked so violently for nearly fifty breaths, but he still didn't see his momentum weaken and stopped.

Ugly grandpa and Qian'er secretly cheered for Long Xiaobai, although Long Bojia's strength was much higher than Long Xiaobai, but until now, Long Xiaobai has the upper hand.

At this time, in the thick fog, Long Bojia's angry voice sounded faintly.

"Little, have you had enough?"

Without waiting for Long Xiaobai to react, in the dense fog, the Golden Armor Spirit Turtle Martial Spirit suddenly jumped out, opened its mouth, and sucked it together, and the white mist was swallowed by it like noodles.

The deity of Long Bojia reappeared, and there was no scar on his body.

Long Bojia is all right?!

Long Xiaobai, who was attacking, suddenly froze his body and glanced at the golden armor spirit turtle martial soul with teeth and claws.

The ugly grandfather shouted: "Xiao Bai be careful, that is the Great Elder's Spirit Martial Soul Spiritual Method, swallowing mountains and rivers." ”

When a cultivator reaches the stage of entering the spiritual realm, he needs to hunt the spirit beast, take the beast spirit, and integrate it into the martial soul, so as to achieve a breakthrough in the great realm.

When fusing the beast spirit, the martial soul will also obtain the spirit beast's innate spiritual method, which is the spiritual soul method of entering the spirit.

The martial soul spirit method does not conflict with the exercises and spiritual methods cultivated by cultivators, and they are all part of the strength.

Long Xiaobai settled down, and was not timid because the other party had a martial soul spiritual method, but instead condensed the aura slash into a six-foot-long qi blade, ran the Guanwei pupil, and continued to attack.

"A little, I don't know what I can do. ”

Long Bojia raised his eyes slightly, looked at Long Xiaobai lightly, his arms hung down on his sides, and with a thought, the head and limbs of the Golden Armor Spirit Turtle Martial Spirit Retracted into the turtle shell, wrapped in a thick aura, and smashed towards Long Xiaobai.

Enveloped in aura, Long Xiaobai instantly felt that his body was a hundred times heavier, and every movement became difficult, and even lifting his legs was very laborious.

It feels like ...... The scene of the earth and the rock recklessly exerting the mountain rock to the top.

However, the effect is much more powerful than that of mountain rock.

The ugly grandfather anxiously reminded: "That's the Great Elder's psychic martial soul spirit method, the spirit turtle is pressing, and it can exert a weight of 10,000 catties on the opponent, Xiaobai, don't force it! Admit defeat! Save your life first!"

Long Xiaobai Ning couldn't bend and said: "But I want to be reluctant!"

The Martial Spirit of Creation spreads aura, protects the whole body, and withstands the pressure of Wanjun with all his might.

"Hmph, I know a lot about ugly things," Long Bojia glanced at Grandpa Ugly with disdain, and said coldly, "Admit defeat? It's too naïve, I want him to die." ”

The mind was in a hurry, and the turtle shell fell faster.

As the turtle shell approached, Long Xiaobai felt more and more pressure, and seven or eight cracks broke out on the flat ground, and the whole sank by a foot.

Long Xiaobai's calves were completely submerged in the soil, and even if he wanted to escape, there was no way.

When the turtle shell was three meters above his head, his body was overwhelmed, the superficial blood vessels burst, and a trace of red blood oozed out of the skin, which was more terrifying than the little fat man covered in blood.

Long Xiaobai tried his best to operate the aura and persevered.

Long Bojian enjoyed the process of slowly killing Long Xiaobai, and slowly applied pressure without hurry.

The ugly grandfather saw that Long Xiaobai was in unbearable pain, there was nothing to be done, and his life was short, and the old tears in his eyes were crisscrossed, and he knelt down for Long Bojia with a puff, and begged to death:

"Great Elder, you are an elder, don't be as knowledgeable as Xiaobai, just spare him, I will make amends to you for him, I shouldn't offend you and the two young masters......"

"Elder?" Long Bojia said coldly, "Does he have me as an elder in his eyes? I want to be like him, can he survive to this day? Today, I don't want to teach him a lesson, I want to clean up the door for the Long family." ”

Qian'er also knelt down and kowtowed desperately, "Great Elder, I don't blame Gongzi for this matter, it's all my fault, you punish me, let Gongzi go, I am willing to follow Young Master Xiaoyun in the future and be a slave." ”

Lombachat ignored them and continued to press.

When the turtle shell came to the top of Long Xiaobai's head two meters, Long Xiaobai's waist and below, all fell into the soil, his skin was cracked, and his whole body was covered with blood, which was unbearable.

The ugly grandfather's only remaining left hand was clenched into a fist, and his left eye was about to crack, if anyone looked closely, they would definitely find that there was a flash of inspiration in his eyes.

After a while, the turtle shell was only one meter away from Long Xiaobai, and he only had the ground above his chest, if it weren't for the creation of the martial soul still floating above his head, he would have thought he was dead.

Long Bojia suddenly laughed.

"Forget it, adults don't remember villains, give you a good time. ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his right hand, the turtle shell fell rapidly.

"No! no!"

Qian'er shouted hysterically.

The aura in the ugly grandfather's eyes was about to spew out.

At this moment, a huge yellow tiger came with a thunderbolt, roared angrily and hit the turtle shell, lifting it off.

At the same time, another even more violent aura fluctuation erased the traces of Long Bojia's aura like a devastating deterioration.

The streets are quiet.

Long Xiaobai is not dead!

The aura in the ugly grandfather's eyes disappeared and he looked in a certain direction.

Long Bojia looked stunned and looked in a certain direction.

Long Xiaobai, who was dying, also looked at it.

There, the majestic Yellow Tiger Martial Spirit hung in the air, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked with a calm bearing.

Long Xiaoxiao.

Cultivator of the Wisdom Spiritual Realm.

The head of the Long family is also the strongest person in the Long family.

"Meet the head of the house. ”

Long Bojia was quite afraid of Long Xiaoxiao, so he put away his martial soul as soon as possible and saluted respectfully.

After a pause, he asked, "Family Master, have you come back from the Ziwei Star Lord's debriefing?"

Long Xiaoxiao nodded, and also put away the martial spirit, "During this time, the Great Elder has worked hard. ”

He walked to Long Xiaobai's side, stretched out his left hand, opened his five fingers, condensed a vortex aura, swept the ground, pulled up Long Xiaobai, who was covered with injuries, and sent it to the ugly grandfather lightly.

"He's very badly injured, he's going to treat it first. ”

"Head of the house, I ......"

Long Bojia tried to explain, but Long Bojia raised his hand to stop him, looked at Long Xiaochen and Long Xiaoyun brothers, and said calmly: "These two children are also not lightly injured, treat them first." Other things, more on that later. ”

Long Bojia sighed, said no more, and left with his two sons in his arms.

Long Xiaoxiao looked up at the sky, didn't know what he thought, closed his eyes, left a sentence of "After Xiaobai's injury is healed, let him come to see me", and left.

No one noticed that on the other side of the street, two men in black robes secretly shook their heads and sighed.

The one-armed, one-legged young man on crutches said helplessly: "Dad, I still failed, I hate it so much!"

Another man patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Even if the little rabbit cub has a big life, I designed Long Bojia into the game, but I didn't expect Long Xiaoxiao to suddenly appear and disrupt the situation." Thousands of calculations, or misses. ”

The young man on crutches said, "I'...... Unwilling to ......"

"It's okay, as long as we are alive, we will have a chance, fortunately we left the Long family early. Let's go, if you run into other people, it's not easy to get out. ”

The two lowered their robes and hats, and slowly disappeared into the distance.

Although this thrilling battle ended in Long Xiaobai's defeat, he survived from the hands of Long Bojia, a cultivator of the Wisdom Spirit Realm, which was enough to show his strength.

All of a sudden, Long Xiaobai's reputation spread all over Star Picking City, and no cultivator dared to regard him as a waste, but regarded him as a leader and a role model.

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Upper Forest Garden.

Hua Yumian sat on the edge of the couch beautifully, with her right leg on her left leg at will, swinging slightly, white and snowy, shaped like beautiful jade, very sultry.

Lao Chen seemed to be very afraid of these legs, lowered his head and didn't dare to look, quietly waiting for the proprietress to read the letter.

After Hua Yumian finished reading, Miao Mu raised his eyes and said appreciatively: "Entering the spiritual realm to cultivate, dare to carry it hard with the wisdom and spiritual realm, Long Xiaobai really didn't disappoint me." ”

Lao Chen raised his head and asked, "Do you think he passed?"

Hua Yumian smiled slightly, glanced at the letter, and said, "The time has not come, continue to pay attention to him, or that sentence, if necessary, you can help him." ”

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The aura of the martial soul of creation has a healing effect, Long Xiaobai lay down for a day and a night, and the next day the injury was basically healed, and its amazing recovery ability made the ugly grandfather and Qian'er breathtaking.

Long Xiaobai came to the little fat man's room for the first time.

If you want to talk about fat, it's really not a disadvantage, it can be of great use at critical moments.

Although Long Bojia's palm was powerful, most of it was absorbed by the fat of the little fat man, and it did not hurt the internal organs, compared to Long Xiaobai, his injuries were lighter, and most of them were flesh wounds.

After a day and a night of recuperation, my sanity was restored, but I couldn't get out of bed.

As soon as he saw Long Xiaobai come in, the little fat man gritted his teeth worriedly and sighed: "Boss Bai, the matter is not done, you arrange a job for me again, I promise to do it well, and let you agree to be my boss!"