"The beginning of the three clear, the beginning of the Dao, broken!"

Qibao's rear attack made the drought fish chaotic for a while, and the defense in front of it weakened all of a sudden. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info Wang Yuanfang accurately seized the opportunity, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the peachwood sword!

"Poof... Whoa! The mage's tongue was poured blood on the peachwood sword, and the peachwood sword was suddenly powerful, breaking through the corpse qi mass that was blocking it, and stabbing into the chest of the dartle!

"Ula—" the Drought Devil screamed again!

"Bang dang!" Spitter's crosssword also broke through the block of the corpse air mass and stabbed into the stomach of the drought!

"Woo la la...... Wang Yuan's peachwood sword and Spitter's cross sword pierced in, making the drought fish once again can't help but wail.

Although zombies do not feel pain, even if ten thousand arrows pass through their bodies, there is no pain, but Wang Yuanfang and Spitter have magic weapons in their hands, which have a certain amount of spiritual power, which is very effective against zombies.

"Roar......" The drought fish roared, and began to inhale the nearby corpse qi, and a small corpse qi mass slowly formed and grew in its mouth!

And the grievances in the heart of the drought fish at this time can only be known by it. It's a zombie cultivated by a corpse immortal, and now it's being forced to have no way out by a few hairy boys.

The most aggrieved thing is that it is now seriously injured, and a large amount of corpse qi in its body is leaking, and it doesn't even have the corpse qi that condenses a corpse qi mass! It even has to be absorbed little by little from the outside. You know, in the past, when it wanted to spit out corpse air masses, it would come with its mouth open, and it would be thousands of them if it spit out!

"Oh no, this old zombie is going to spit bubbles again!" Seeing a large amount of corpse qi converging on the dry fish, Wang Yuanfang's face suddenly changed greatly.

Before, Spitter and Shippo were only burned when they were pressed on the drought, and they were not corroded into slag. Wang Yuanfang thought that the drought was exhausted, and he could no longer spit out the corpse air mass, so he dared to be so arrogant.

I didn't expect the drought to come to such a trick now, in this small coffin, there is not much space, and I can't hide if I want to! That's why Wang Yuanfang is so anxious!

"Prepare for defense!" After Wang Yuanfang pulled out the peach wood sword in his hand, he also pulled out the jujube wood sword that was inserted in the back of the dry fish before, and the two swords were crossed to protect his chest.

Shippo also hurriedly pulled his bowl off the drought's head. Then run behind Wang Yuanfang to defend. And Spitter was also scared by Wang Yuanfang, so he shrank directly to the end!

"Don't let the old zombie spit out the bubble!" Looking at the growing corpse qi mass in the mouth of the dry fish, Wang Yuanfang's face became more and more ugly.

This container, oh no, this coffin space is so small, once this inky black corpse air mass flies out, it spreads and everyone will be corroded into a pile of white bones.

"Shippo, up!" Wang Yuan took a step to the side, then turned around, flashed behind Qibao, and then pushed hard, and Qibao was caught off guard and rushed towards the drought with his vajra bowl!

"Roar... Whining! When the drought saw someone pounce on it, it couldn't care about absorbing the corpse qi anymore, and directly spit out the corpse qi mass in its mouth.

The Drought Devil believed that with the corpse air mass in its mouth, it would have absolutely no problem in corroding the three people inside its coffin into white bones.

Unexpectedly, before its corpse air mass could be spit out, its mouth was covered by the damn monk with that nasty bowl. Well, and then that corpse air mass exploded in its mouth.

"Poof!" Although the sound of the corpse air mass bursting was small, it was so small that people couldn't hear it. But the effect was obvious, first of all, the drought was choked by the exploding corpse qi mass and rolled its eyes, and fell down slowly.

"Bang!" Shippo was blown up along with its bowl and flew backwards.

"it!" Seeing Qibao being blown up and flying towards him, Wang Yuanfang's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly flashed to the side.

Not kidding, Qibao's weight is two hundred pounds, and if he is hit by Qibao, even if he doesn't die, he will be half paralyzed. Wang Yuanfang knew that his body was not as strong and tough as the drought, because it was thousands of years old bacon, and he himself was still a living little fresh meat!

It's just that Wang Yuanfang flashed like this, and he showed the previous Spieter who was hiding in the back, that is, shrinking behind Wang Yuanfang!

"Omaiga... Oh, God......! Wang Yuan flashed away, and Spitter suddenly found that there was a behemoth flying towards him in front of him, and before he could react, the "mountain" had already been heavily pressed down!

"Boom!" Shippo and Spitter, the two of them hit the coffin board together, and the huge coffin shook violently. Luckily, this is a copper coffin, if the wood had been smashed to pieces!

"Ahem...... Bah! Shippo, who had fallen hard, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, looked at the bowl in his hand, then at his arms and legs, waved twice, kicked his legs twice, and found that he was not injured.

"I'm not injured, could it be that my iron cloth shirt has been successfully trained?" Qibao was overjoyed, just now he was pushed up by Wang Yuanfang in a daze, and then he was blown back by the corpse air mass, he thought that this time he was dead, but he didn't expect that he would be unscathed.

This somewhat made Qibao a little overjoyed, the violent vibration that smashed on the coffin board just now, Qibao said that he would break an arm and break a leg or something this time!

"Peat...... Go away...... Ahem! Spitter, who was pressed under Qibao, said weakly and breathlessly: "You dead bald donkey, why are you so heavy!"

", Amitabha, Mr. Spitter, why are you under me!" Qibao stood up and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment. Strat, who looked at him in a daze, couldn't move, asked.

After saying "peat......", Spitter fainted as soon as he skewed. was pressed by Qibao, and Spitter's ribs on his chest didn't know how many were broken!

"Bang!" Wang Yuanfang picked up the Drought Cross Sword and ran towards the Drought Shark who had passed out.

"Wang Daoyou, what are you going to do?" Qibao looked at Wang Yuanfang's actions and was very puzzled. The heart said that now the drought is dying, wrong, it is dead, what are you still tossing it for?

"I'm going to kill this big-headed pervert!" With that, Wang Yuanfang raised Spitter's cross sword and slashed at the drought's neck.

"Bang!" The huge head of the drought fish and its dry body like a rice stalk were separated, and Wang Yuanfang picked up the head of the drought fish and raised it above his head and looked up to the sky and laughed: "The invincible drought has been destroyed by my king from afar!"

"Hahaha......" The entire valley echoed with Wang Yuanfang's arrogant and smug voice.

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