Chapter 485: Lost Wood Fennel
Yuanwei was seriously injured by the flame beast and wanted to kill Zhang You, and he finally got his wish.
"All the lions in the world deserve to die!" Ying Long let out a long roar that was extremely happy! He didn't care at all that the flesh and blood on his waist had been bitten off by the red-maned lion, revealing his white bones.
Ying Long's body twitched and throbbed in the dirt, looking very embarrassed. Is it worth paying such a heavy price to avenge the feather kite?
Seeing Ying Long struggling to flap the dragon wings but unable to fly at all, the flame beast was even more bold. Twenty thousand years ago, the Three Realms Heavenly Immortals joined forces to barely kill Xuan Mo, and now a red-maned mad lion may be able to make Yuanwei shattered and never be reborn, which has to make the flame beast proud.
The red-maned lion roared again and pounced on Ying Long to finish him off once and for all, but was bound by a grass dragon from behind.
The grass and wood dragon said that it was a dragon, but it was more like a very strong rope that tied the wild lion horizontally, which was the dragon transformation trick performed by Mu Wei. The mad lion shook his head and wagged his tail a few times, and the majestic power poured down in all directions, shattering the grass and wood dragon of Mu Qi and turning it into dust. The debris of grass and trees stuck to the red hair of the mad lion and fell into its eyes, making it very embarrassed, and it could no longer care about continuing to chase and kill Ying Long. The Soul Erosion Blood Tongue Seed that Mu Wei took the opportunity to sprinkle had also burrowed into the flesh of the mad lion, and in the blink of an eye, a blood-red tree tongue grew, desperately squeezing the majestic spiritual power and soul of the mad lion.
Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators Jiang Dong'er, Liu Wan, Mei Hong and others took the opportunity to desperately attack the Crazy Lion, making the Wild Lion a little overwhelmed.
Fortunately, Mu Wei and the others entangled the wild lion, and Ying Long had a rare respite.
"Tu Jiaojiao, go and kill Yuanwei!" The mad lion couldn't break free for a while, and suddenly remembered the heavenly immortal Tu Jiaojiao.
No one knew what Tu Jiaojiao was thinking, she just stood there and didn't move!
"Senior Sister Tu, Senior Sister Tu!" Mengluo saw that Tu Jiaojiao had lost her mind at a critical moment, and couldn't help but call out loudly.
Tu Jiaojiao woke up suddenly and asked in shock, "Senior Sister Mengluo, are you calling me?"
Mengluo almost crooked her nose in anger, and in her anger, she took out her longbow, which had already been attached to the bowstring with three feathered arrows that burst out of blue light.
"Die!" "Dream Fall cursed as she desperately shot out her anger at Ying Long.
With three terrible chirps, three blue peacocks tore through the void and threw themselves on the wound on Ying Long's waist. In the bloody rain, Ying Long's slender and huge body once again soared into the air and fell a hundred feet away.
Mengluo's heart to kill Yuanwei was so strong that the three feathered arrows condensed by her soul almost cut off Ying Long's waist. Most of the dragon scales and muscles on Ying Long's waist were lost, and Sen Sen's white bones were exposed and folded into a strange angle.
Ying Long screamed with grief, and after several struggles, he really couldn't get up. The clouds were restless in the sky, but the pouring rain had stopped.
And Mengluo couldn't move because she had lost too much soul power, and she was unwilling to yell at Tu Jiaojiao again: "Tu Jiaojiao, go and kill Yuanwei!"
Tu Jiaojiao bit her lip tightly, and the blind eyes that had been closed opened suddenly, the eyes that had been blind for thousands of years had no eyeballs, only tears and red blood. As if having made up her mind, Tu Jiaojiao stomped her feet on the ground a few times, leaving a deep cave on the ground and Tu Jiaojiao had disappeared.
In the next breath, the soil under Ying Long's body rolled, and a black earth dragon burst out of the dirt, wrapped around Ying Long's waist and pulled it to the ground. The barrel-thick earth dragon dragon's face was only two bleeding holes and a huge mouth full of fangs, and the crystal slime was connected into silk threads between the teeth, emitting a strong smell of blood.
"Squeak!" It was Tu Jiaojiao who showed the body of the earth dragon, and wanted to break Ying Long's waist.
"Let go of my master!" Jiang Dong'er waved his staff to condense a green dragon and slammed it towards the earth dragon.
But Jiang Dong'er was originally trying her best to block the mad lion, and this momentary distraction slowed down her body a lot, and she was smashed by the mad lion with a palm.
At that time, he broke into the Imperial City of Qishan and took Jiang Dong'er away at the end of the year, and Jiang Dong'er was just a baby who could talk. The two are both master and apprentice and father and son who have spent hundreds of difficult years together, and they have long regarded each other as their closest relatives. Hearing Jiang Dong'er's screams before he died, Ying Long's body struggled violently a few times. However, the seriously injured dragon's waist was entangled by the earth dragon and dragged several feet into the ground, and Ying Longkong waved the dragon wings a few times and couldn't break free at all.
Seeing Ying Long's weak struggle, Mu Wei waved his staff and used the earth to build a high earthen wall to block the flame beast, and rushed towards Ying Long in a hurry.
The soil had already swallowed half of Ying Long's body, and Ying Long's half-closed eyes seemed to be about to pass out.
"Thorn Thorn!" Mu Wei inserted the wooden staff into the dirt beside Ying Long, and the wooden staff took root and sprouted, and the thorny roots found the earth dragon in the dirt and climbed the body of the earth dragon.
The few feet long thorns pierced into the flesh and blood of the earth dragon, and the crispy comfort made the earth dragon tired and weak, and finally helplessly let Ying Long retreat deeper into the ground.
Ying Long is huge and Mu Fennel is petite.
The crying Mu Wei pulled Ying Long's broken dragon wings and pulled them out, and she cried as she pulled: "Brother, brother, don't sleep, you quickly use the earth shrinking technique to take us out of here!"
Ying Long barely opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, "Mu Wei, I, I'm so tired......"
yes, Motoo is too tired. Since the feather kite was inexplicably punished, Yuanwei has not had a moment of ease. The fury of revenge spurred him, baked him, and exhausted him. Now that he has killed Zhang You with his own hands, Yuanwei seems to have no motivation.
Before Mu Wei could say anything, in a loud "boom", the earthen wall had been knocked open by the wild lion, and the corpses of Liu Wan, Mei Hong and others were splashed around mixed with the soil, and only in the earth fairy realm they couldn't resist the wild lion at all. The sawdust and bloody tongue on the lion were gone.
Mu Wei hurriedly pulled Ying Long out of the dirt, but the almost broken dragon's waist was shocking. Mu Wei pulled out the wooden staff from the dirt and plunged it into the flesh and blood that Ying Long's waist turned over, and the wooden staff hated in the flesh and blood, sending out countless vines and densely bandaging Ying Long's wounds.
"Feng Zuo, you take your brother and run away!" Mu Wei pushed Ying Long towards Jin Xian Feng Zuo and ordered loudly.
Feng Zuo immediately turned into a golden phoenix bird, and fled outside the city with Ying Long on his back surrounded by the remaining Caiyun prisoners.
Seeing Ying Long's embarrassment, the mad lion couldn't help but laugh: "Yuanwei! You have actually reached this situation! I see who else can help you!"
Mu Wei sneered: "There are thousands of immortal cultivators in my Emperor Mountain, if you want to kill my brother, you must first pass my level!"
Mu Wei danced wildly, blood-colored petals fell from the sky, and the city of the sun was shrouded in tragedy.
The lion was full of disdain, and it let the petals cut and explode on its body, and slammed its head into Mu Qi's body.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the petals in the sky suddenly shrank to a point and burst violently, and even the wild lion was withdrawn by the strong force.
The mad lion was a little embarrassed when it got up from the muddy water, its brilliant red hair was stained with blood stains one after another, and there was even a huge wound on its face. Although the mad lion was seriously injured, it did not hurt the roots, it watched the petals fall a little blankly, and said to itself: "Mu Wei will blow himself up and die?"
Everyone knows that Mu Wei and Yuan Wei have been entangled for many years, how could Mu Wei give up Yuan Wei like this and blow himself up? Is it just to let the mad lion suffer this non-fatal injury?
"Flame Beast Old Immortal, Mu Wei exploded as a clone, this is just a means for her to save her life!" Jin Xian roared and turned into a white cat, like a void.
There was a crisp sound, like a sharp blade tearing through the brocade, and a weak wood fennel appeared there. At this time, there were several deep blood marks on Mu Wei's face, which were the result of the white cat's desperate blow.
It's just that the difference in the realm between Folded Ear and Mu Fen is too great, even if Wood Fen has just exploded a clone, he can easily catch Folded Ear.
Mu Wei grabbed the back of the white cat's neck and lifted it into the air and asked: "Zhen'er, I have treated you like a sister all these years, and you dare to betray me at a critical moment!"
"Phew!" said Folded Ear, "the insult of your collar around my neck has accompanied me through this hundred years!
"Immature beasts!" Mu Wei sighed. Seeing that the wild lion pounced again, Mu Wei grabbed his ears and blew himself up again. It's just that compared to the self-explosion just now, the power of this self-explosion is much smaller, and the mad lion just turned a few times in the muddy water......
"Mu Wei should be dead this time, right?" the Wild Lion scoffed.
"That's not necessarily!" Several figures appeared at the Sunny City teleportation station, and it was Qian Shang's maid Qi Spider who spoke. Behind the spider are the Haoyang Realm Heavenly Immortals Gui, Tang Tian, Dao Zhu, and Jiang Xin.
The disciples of the Qi family, such as Qian Spider and Qi Butterfly, were instructed by Qian Shang to come to the Candle Yin Realm from the Haoyang Realm in order to expose Yuanwei's conspiracy to steal the aura of the Three Realms. The spider successfully aroused the righteous indignation of Cao Tianyi and other immortal cultivators in Wushan City, making them willing to fight with Yuanwei and other Emperor Mountain immortal cultivators. Heavenly Immortal Cao Tianyi died in battle, and the immortal cultivators of Wushan City were panicked like lost dogs, and the spider took advantage of the chaos to escape.
After seeing Yuan Wei come to the Candle Yin Realm with his own eyes, the Spider returned to the Haoyang Realm to report the news to the Celestial Realm, and then led several Heavenly Immortals from the Haoyang Realm to rush to the Bright Sun City for reinforcements.
"Knife chase, use your quick knife to slash the remnants of the wood fennel!" the spider shouted.
Dao Chai stared at a white staff in the distance, which was Motowei's staff thrown into the dirt in a panic.
The white staff is definitely the top artifact of the Three Realms, the material used is the leg bone of the Heavenly Immortal Liu Sui, and the forging staff is the top forging master of the Three Realms, Nie Qi, and it is Liu Sui's remnant soul who is willing to make the wand soul.
Dao Zhutong fell to his knees and shouted: "Ancestor, please help the younger generation to kill Yuanwei and kill the remnants of Emperor Mountain!"
Liu Sui is the ancestor of the sword.
Liu Sui once willingly served as the instrument soul of the staff, and in the past hundred years, he has witnessed the strength of Yuanwei. But the current situation has changed abruptly, Yuanwei has lost momentum, is Liu Sui still willing to follow Yuanwei?
The white staff shook a few times in the dirt, and with a loud crackling sound, it rose into the air, slicing a curve in midair, and stabbed in front of the knife.
The knife was overjoyed, and he grabbed the staff with one hand and unfolded it as a single knife.
"Brush, brush, brush!" Three white sword lights struck the void, and everywhere the knife light went, there was a loud burst of explosion, and the figure of Mu Wei appeared one by one in the loud noise. It's just that the wood fennel became weaker and smaller, and after the last burst, the young wood fennel fell from the void into the muddy water, and was no longer able to escape.
At this time, Mu Wei was in her early teens, with a thin melon seed face, thin eyebrows, big eyes, pretty lips, and extremely delicate facial features. The complexion is a faint brown color, but unfortunately the face is densely covered with copper coin-sized spots. And at this time, the Mu Wei realm fell so badly, barely there was only the soul condensing realm.
"Brother!" Mu Wei shouted to the distant Yuanwei, the voice was immature and hoarse, like a wisp of wind blowing through the cracks in the wall when the wooden house blew, ethereal and natural, very good.
Motowei, who was lying on the back of the phoenix bird, suddenly woke up, and when he looked back, he saw that the knife was swinging his staff and smashing the wood fender into pieces.
Mu Wei, the body is dead and the soul is gone!