Yu Zhenzi shouted repeatedly, but there was no movement underwater, the four Taoists were hit by the golden python repeatedly, and it became more and more difficult to support, Yu Zhenzi's face was red and white for a while, and he stayed up for a while, and the corners of his mouth also overflowed with blood, seeing that the two senior uncles still did not come up, he couldn't help but be anxious, glanced at the same door on his side, and said hesitantly: "Isn't it that the two senior uncles have been poisoned by this heavy pupil python?"

The life beside him has a Chinese face, there is no beard under the chin, but a pair of eyebrows are thin and long, he listened to Yu Zhenzi's words and panicked, his heart was also very uneasy, his long eyebrows trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "The two little uncles have profound mana, how could they be poisoned silently?" he must be playing underwater...... he also lowered his head and yelled under the water: "Two uncles, if you don't come out again, the nephews and nephews will really die, I don't care if I die, and no one will pinch candy for you to eat in the future!"

Ye Lan and the others listened to the words of this long-eyebrow Taoist who was also coaxing children, and it was not at all like the words of the elders at the time of life and death, everyone looked at each other, and they were very puzzled, and the two uncles of the underwater Dao were also full of curiosity, wanting to see where the two Taoists at the bottom of the lake were sacred, so they were not in a hurry to fly away, only far away from the giant beast called the heavy pupil python, so as not to be swept by its long tail.

Yu Zhenzi and the long-eyebrow Daoist shouted in unison, screamed a few times, and suddenly said in a crisp voice under the water: "Don't scream, the cultivation of the four of you guys is known to the senior uncle, with the ability of this little loach, at most you will be injured and vomit a little blood, how can it be so easy to die?"

Ye Lan listened to the speaker's voice was light and crisp, and with an extremely obvious childish voice, this person who was called a senior uncle by Yu Zhenzi and others was actually a child's voice. Everyone was even more curious, and they all looked towards the center of the lake, only to see a small figure rise in the tumbling lake, slowly fly to Yu Zhenzi's side, glance at the big net woven by the four people, clapped their hands and smiled: "Little loach, my teachers and nephews are useless, you hit a few more times, this broken net can be knocked open, if you can hit this net within three clicks, how about I let you go today?"

This person appeared in shape, Ye Lan and the others finally saw his appearance clearly, only to see that he was less than four feet tall, with two small buns combed on his head, a long-lived golden lock on his chest, his face was full of childishness, and he was born like a pink carving, and he was only seven or eight years old, but he was an extremely handsome and lovely little Taoist boy.

Yu Zhenzi and the others tried their best to trap this heavy pupil python, and it was difficult to support it, I thought that Uncle Lang would help after he came up, but he didn't think that he would let this python exert some more strength, so as to break through the net as soon as possible, Yu Zhenzi's body was boiling at this time, and he thought that he might not be able to withstand the three impacts of this python, and immediately turned his head to the little Taoist boy and said angrily: "Uncle Langyue, you quickly help us take this python, don't be naughty, if you really take away this beast, the master will beat you again!"

When the heavy pupil python saw this little Taoist boy coming up, he shrank in fright, and did not dare to hit it again for a while, but when he could hear his words, he suddenly roared, concentrated his strength, and slammed into the big net.

The force of this collision was so fierce that Yu Zhenzi and the others couldn't stand it, and they all spurted blood together.

The little Taoist boy named Langyue saw that the teachers and nephews were injured and vomited blood, and he didn't care at all, but when he heard Yu Zhenzi mention the master, a trace of fear flashed on his childish face, and he stuck out his tongue and said: "Use the old man to oppress people again, are you afraid of me?"

The heavy pupil python couldn't hit it, its body fell back to the water, coiled into a ball, and Changxin swallowed, spewing out a golden pill, hanging on his forehead, and rushing up again.

Seeing that this evil beast sacrificed Neidan, Yu Zhenzi knew that the next collision would definitely be shocking, and seeing that Lang Yue still had no intention of making a move, he couldn't help but shout: "Uncle Junior, if you mess around again, I really want to complain to the head of the family! Uncle Lang Xing, what are you doing underwater? Hurry up and help us!"

Yu Zhenzi shouted twice, but when he didn't hear anyone agree, he was very anxious, and turned his head and asked Lang Yue: "Uncle Lang Yue, why hasn't Uncle Lang Xing come up yet?"

Lang Yue shook his head, smiled and didn't answer, seeing that the big python had been accumulating strength for a long time, he raised his head and spit out the letter, and was about to rush up in a blink of an eye, he suddenly smiled, and his childish little face actually showed a serious look, and he lowered his head and shouted to the bottom of the lake: "Senior brother, come up quickly! This little loach is going to use Neidan to fight hard, if you don't come up again, I'm afraid that our four junior nephews will really die!"

His voice fell, only to hear a loud noise, and a child's voice said lazily: "Death is death, these four guys have lived a lot of age, and there is no pity to die now......"

Ye Lan and the others looked down and saw that the person who broke through the water was dressed like that Lang Yue, but this little Taoist boy named Lang Xing was covered with mud, and a little turtle was painted with black mud on his forehead, which looked very funny. This boy's face is smeared with ordinary black mud at the bottom of the lake, he has been in the water for a long time, the black mud on his face should have been washed away by the turbulent lake, but now the little turtle on his face is clearly visible, not the slightest blur, it is obvious that he fixed the black mud on his face with mana.

Ye Lan and the others couldn't help but laugh when they saw this boy like this. The boy was full of chagrin, and when he saw everyone's eyes, he immediately lowered his head and stretched out his palms to cover his face, obviously not wanting everyone to see his ugly appearance, but it was strange to say that he was so ashamed of the attitude on his face, but his palms were just to cover up, and he did not intend to wipe the mud off his face.

Seeing him covering his face, Lang Yue laughed twice and said, "Senior brother, don't cover your face, senior brother, it's rare for me to draw a good-looking turtle, it's covered by you, and everyone can't see it if they want to see it." ”

The little Taoist boy named Lang Xing snorted lightly, shook his hand angrily, stomped his feet in the air, pouted and sulked, and his appearance was no different from the ignorant child who had a temper in the mortal world.

The heavy pupil python originally sacrificed the inner dan, gathered his strength, and wanted to fight to the death, but when he saw that the little boy with a face full of mud also came out of the water, and stood side by side with the little Taoist boy named Lang Yue, he shrank his body, and even the brilliance of the inner dan on his forehead dimmed a lot, and he was obviously extremely afraid.

Seeing this double-pupiled python like this, the Dao boy of that Langxing suddenly snorted angrily, pointed at the big python and scolded angrily: "Little loach, now I know that I am afraid? If it weren't for you, how could the little master lose to the senior brother and let him touch the little master's face full of black mud? I won't let you suffer some hardships today, the little master has your surname!"

Between speaking, the palms are closed, such as hugging Tai Chi, there is a flow of air between his palms, gently rotated, only to listen to him scold, both palms left and right, his palms flow out of the palms, suddenly rose thousands of times, turned into a tornado that reached the sky and the ground, straight towards the big python roll.

When Yuan Qingsong and the others saw this tornado, they realized that the whirlpool at the bottom of the lake was actually turned out by this little Taoist boy empty-handed. Ye Lan had just made half a move with this heavy pupil python, and his arm was sore, and he knew what this giant beast could do. Seeing that this little Taoist boy was just empty-handed to transform the dragon scroll, he was able to scare this big python into shrinking his head, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart: "Look at this little Taoist boy with a childish face, but at the age of seven or eight years, even if he has been cultivating since his mother's womb, he has only practiced for seven or eight years, how can he have such a strong skill?" Although I have heard that some people practice strange powers, which can make people live for more than a thousand years and still have the appearance of children, but these people only have immature faces, but their minds and expressions are no different from adults...... , this is really incomprehensible. ”

The tornado was extremely violent, and the golden python was blocked by a large net woven by the dust, and there was nowhere to escape. The tornado collided with its slender body, twisted into a ball in a blink of an eye, and turned into a golden pillar that connected the sky, and in the pillar of light, there was a roar of roar coming out continuously, and after a while, I saw the golden light burst out, and there was a scale light shot out from the pillar of light. Ye Lan's palm was frozen in ice, catching a golden light, but when he stared at it, it was a golden scale, the edge of the scale was stained with blood, and the tentacles were cold.

Yu Zhenzi saw that his uncle was showing his might, so he waved his hand and removed the dust net, only to hear the python in the pillar of light screaming more and more miserable, and the golden light was also dyed with a trace of bright red, knowing that if Lang Xing didn't stop again, this python was afraid of his life, and immediately yelled: "Uncle Lang Xing, quickly collect the magic power, if this little loach is scraped off all over the golden scales, it will be useless for us to catch it!"

On the side, Lang Yue's face was sneering, and he also said slowly: "Yes, junior brother, we just bet that you can trap this little loach with this 'catching dragon' palm method under the water, you have lost this bet, and I have smeared mud on my face to draw a turtle, now you have to be angry, that is, with this dragon palm power to pull out this little loach with dragon scales, but you still lost the bet, your face is muddy, it can't be erased within three hours!"

Yu Zhenzi and the others heard Lang Yue say this, only to know that the two uncles had not been out of the water for a long time, it turned out that Lang Xing had lost the bet, and Lang Yue smeared the clay painting turtle on his face, and the four Taoists were almost killed by this heavy pupil python, but they didn't expect that their own masters could easily subdue this big python, but the two were busy painting turtles under the water, and almost gave the lives of the four people. The four Taoist priests were obviously familiar with the temperament of these two little Taoist boys, so they could only sigh lightly, their faces full of helplessness.

Lang Xing listened to Yu Zhenzi's words, his face was slightly angry, his palms were closed, the dragon scroll was slow, Lang Yue saw that the big python appeared in the dragon scroll, so he also scolded lightly, waved his hand and sacrificed a vermilion gourd, hanging high on the top, stretched out his hand to pull out the gourd stopper, the gourd mouth aimed at the big python, and shouted: "Close!" The big python wailed, twisted a few times, its body shrank smaller and smaller, and in a blink of an eye, it became a small snake with the thickness of a finger, and with a whoosh, it was sucked into the vermilion gourd.