"Wuzang consummation turns out to be this feeling, cool!"

Mu Jinglu sat next to Shi Ling'er, slowed down the power of the five treasures that were running wildly, and after consolidating the realm, he jumped up happily, punching and kicking to feel the vigorous vitality in his body.

Shi Ling'er had never seen someone who could break through while running, and looked at the pasture path with no words and annoyance.

"Okay, can you go out?"

Mu Jinglu looked at Shi Ling'er, who had a bad face, and his cheerful mood became depressed.

"The little gossip array has returned to normal, just go out directly from the Shengmen. Mu Jinglu also said impatiently: "Did I tell you to wait for me here with a pestle?"

"You..." Shi Ling'er was ashamed and angry, and pointed at the pasture path fiercely, wanting to swallow the pasture path alive.

"Don't bother me!" Mu Jinglu waved his hand indifferently, sat down cross-legged again, and said: "I still want to breathe to stabilize the realm, you can go out of the birth gate by yourself." ”

"If I knew where Shengmen was, what would I do with you?" Shi Ling'er suddenly roared, and tears seemed to be rolling in her eyes.

Mu Jinglu was so frightened that he jumped up, and said a little ridiculously: "Yo, Miss Shi doesn't know where the birth gate is?"

Mu Jinglu said with a smug face and a smug expression: "Miss Shi, beg me! ”

The expected mutual scolding did not appear, Shi Ling'er suddenly squatted down, and cried loudly.

"You disciple, you're too much of a bully, woo woo..."

"Uh... This, this, this..."The pastoral path was overwhelmed by the sudden change, and quickly squatted in front of Shi Ling'er, and said in a panic: "Hey, eldest miss, don't cry." ”

Mu Jinglu held his finger, gently poked Shi Ling'er's shoulder, and said with pleading: "Don't cry, okay?

Shi Ling'er still buried her head and choked softly: "You go away, I'll stay here, don't go out, I don't want your help." ”

Uh! Mu Jinglu was stunned, and a deep sense of guilt rose from the bottom of Mu Jinglu's heart.

"Miss Ling'er, don't cry, can you?

Shi Ling'er still ignored the pastoral path and sobbed in a low voice.

"Say, whatever you want not to cry, I promise you. ”

In desperation, Mu Jinglu gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"Really?" Shi Ling'er suddenly raised her head, and Pear Blossom looked at the pastoral path with tears in her eyes, looking aggrieved. However, the cunning that flashed in his eyes made Mu Jinglu feel a little uneasy.

"Really... It's true. ”

"Then take me out immediately" Shi Ling'er's right hand flashed, wiped his face, and Mu Ran stood up as before, and said with a normal expression: "The eldest husband is what he says." ”

Mu Jinglu still held the ground with his hands, squatting on the ground, and looked at Shi Ling'er with a confused expression. Feelings this chick lied to me?

Looking at the pastoral path like a pug, Shi Ling'er stroked the hair next to her sideburns, and said with a smug face: "Why are you still squatting, hurry up." ”

The corners of Mu Jinglu's mouth twitched, and he stood up with a slightly unhappy face: "Can you let me breathe for a while?"

When Shi Ling'er heard this, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she thought for a while: "Then hurry up." ”

It's better to wait, after all, the disciples have only broken through, and they still have to stabilize the lower realm. Thinking so, Shi Ling'er took two steps back and sat down.

Damn! What is the smell of this son, and he still takes two steps back so deliberately? Mu Jinglu scolded secretly, sat down cross-legged angrily, took two deep breaths, and drove away the distracting thoughts in his heart.

An hour later, when Shi Ling'er was impatient and wanted to interrupt the pastoral path, the pastoral path opened his eyes and woke up.

"Can you go?"

"Well, let's go!" Mu Jinglu replied casually, as if he had forgotten the previous unpleasantness, and even more ignored Shi Ling'er's existence.

Shi Ling'er was a little displeased, and stepped forward to follow.

With a soft sound, Mu Jinglu took Shi Ling'er through the small gossip array and came to a more special gossip array.

In the small gossip array in front of me, there are jungles everywhere. The two of them in the middle of the jungle couldn't see how big the jungle really was. And judging from the pastoral path, the scene in this small gossip array seems to be all physical objects, not fantasy.

While meditating, Mu Jinglu had already quietly used a compass to look at the small array around him. The purpose of coming to this array was just to see a strange person on the pastoral path.

A handsome guy with a sick seedling.

"Let's go. Mu Jinglu greeted Shi Ling'er lightly, and walked towards the depths of the jungle first.

"The board is the array, the chess is the lead, and the fall is the way. Prison Thunder Array, up!"

A weak and domineering whisper reached the ears of the two of them.

The master of the formation became more and more interested, his feet glared, and he ran in the direction where the voice came from.

When Mu Jinglu arrived, he saw a young man with a somewhat pale face, stroking his chest with one hand, and holding a white chess piece between the middle finger of his index finger with the other, looking at the giant beast trapped by several pillars of light with a solemn face.

In front of the young man, there was also a two-foot-square virtual chessboard in the air. On the virtual chessboard, there are also several pillars of light. If you look closely at the pasture path, the arrangement of the pillars of light on the chessboard is the same as that of the pillar of light that trapped the red tiger.

"Red Flame Tiger!" An exclamation came from the side of Mujing Lu, which made Mu Jinglu stunned, and also made the face of the young man who was presiding over the formation sink, and the young man glanced at the two of them vigilantly.

"Red Flame Tiger, what's that?"

Shi Ling'er didn't care about Mu Jinglu's emotions, and said in a deep voice to herself: "The demon beast in the middle of the red order, the spell of good fire, and the strong body of the demon beast. Even a red-level consummate monk is difficult to fight alone. ”

So powerful? Mu Jinglu frowned, and his expression was solemn.

"I am a disciple of the Chess Pavilion, and if the Taoist friends next to me can help in the next hand, I will be grateful in the future. ”

The handsome guy shouted for help with a somewhat anxious voice, and the virtual chessboard in front of him had begun to tremble slightly, as if he could no longer trap the struggle of the Red Flame Tiger.

"Roar!" The Red Flame Tiger also found Mu Jing Lu and Shi Ling'er, opened his bloody mouth, and roared wildly, not knowing whether to break free from the trap or warn Mu Jing Lu and the two.

When Shi Ling'er was still hesitating, Mu Jinglu flicked his legs, and he had already leaped up, pulled out the hilt of the short sword at his waist, and laughed loudly at the same time: "Haha... It is my generation's duty to eliminate demons and defend the road, and it is inevitable to help it, so there is no need to thank you. ”

"Evil barrier, take the sword!"

After laughing, Mu Jinglu roared and shouted, and the five-colored sword reappeared, slashing towards the front paws of the Red Flame Tiger.

How to say that the Red Flame Tiger is also a mid-grade demon beast of the Red Order, Mu Jinglu will not arrogantly think that he can kill with one blow, so he picked the Red Flame Tiger and slashed it with the claws that were trapped and unable to move.

Shi Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then bit her gums, and the power of Wuzang flashed through her hands, and the guqin, which was about to be destroyed, rose in the air.

Shi Ling'er's face was straight, and her two jade hands gently stroked the surface of the piano.

A ray of light shot out from the surface of the piano, and instead of heading towards the Red Flame Tiger, it rushed into the body of the pasture path in the blink of an eye.

Huh? The power of Wuzang is running faster! The volleyed pastoral path was slightly stunned, and he turned his head slightly to look at Shi Ling'er with a dignified face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

It turns out that the Qin Pavilion also has auxiliary methods, which is amazing.

Mu Jinglu thought so, his face was ruthless, and he stabbed the sword in his hand with a shout: "Kill!"

"Roar!" seemed to feel that the sword of the pasture path was not simple, and the Red Flame Tiger roared, and the muscles of his whole body swelled, and he violently broke free.

With a crisp sound, the pillar of light that trapped the Red Flame Tiger suddenly shattered and dissipated into the air.

After a tiger's claw broke free, the Red Flame Tiger did not hesitate, raised its claw, and slapped towards the pasture path that rushed over.

Mu Jinglu was shocked, quickly turned a thorn into a thorn, twisted his waist, and leaned back.

The handsome guy with the sick seedling was not idle, his face was ruthless, he bit his index finger, stained the blood on the chess pieces in his hand, and quickly pressed the chess pieces to the center of the virtual chessboard.

"Tian Yuanlin, the formation said. Ice Formation, Up!"

The handsome guy roared, the wind rose in the jungle, and the pastoral path clearly felt that the surrounding aura instantly gathered towards the chessboard, and then shot an ice arrow from the virtual chessboard, shooting at the claws of the Red Flame Tiger.

At the moment when the pasture path was about to be struck by the Red Flame Tiger, the ice arrow hit the Red Flame Tiger's claws.

With a click, the Red Flame Tiger's claws were frozen in mid-air.

Good opportunity! The pastoral path exclaimed in surprise, and the power of the five treasures turned in the body, and the pastoral path with nowhere to borrow its strength actually rotated.

"I'll slash!" Mu Jing Lu shouted fiercely, and the sword in his hand suddenly rose to a foot length, and then the momentum of Mu Jing Lu swirled, slashing towards the frozen Red Flame Tiger in the north.

Then there was another click, and the Red Flame Tiger's raised front paws broke along with the ice.

"Roar!" the Red Flame Tiger roared in pain, and the muscles on his body swelled again, and with a bang, all the pillars of light around him that imprisoned him shattered. Then he straightened up, raised another tiger claw, and slapped it towards the pasture path.

Not good! The pastoral path that had not yet landed on the ground panicked and secretly drank, and subconsciously wanted to sacrifice the battle armor of the Emperor Xudu that was contained in the body.

Shi Ling'er's face also changed drastically, and her hands waved rapidly on the surface of the piano: "Water Stop Shield, open!"

The handsome guy with the sick seedling made a gesture with one hand, and a chess piece appeared between his two fingers, and then quickly pressed to the virtual chessboard: "Dongyue Taishan Formation, Yu!"

In the blink of an eye, two thick walls appeared in front of the pasture path, one was the imprisoned Xuanshui, and the other was dark yellow earth and sand.

Bang, bang, bang! With three loud bangs, the Red Flame Tiger smashed through the water wall and the earth wall, and then slapped the pasture path into the air.

The moment the pastoral path was photographed, the emperor's battle armor, which was not very obvious on the body surface, disappeared in an instant and disappeared into the body of the pastoral path road again.

Mu Jing Lu flew back quickly, and his facial features were so shocked that blood oozed from all seven orifices, and he smashed it in the direction of Shi Ling'er.

Looking at the pastoral path that flew towards him, Shi Ling'er hesitated for a moment, then bit his silver teeth, condensed the water wall again, and he was also half-squatting, waiting behind the water wall.

Mujing Lu, who was dizzy from the shock, caught a glimpse of Shi Ling'er's movements, endured the sharp pain in his chest, and yelled: "Girl, get out of the way!"