The ghost rope flew out of Wei Ping'an's hand like a bolt of lightning, and the end and end were intertwined and wrapped around the body of the maru. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sudden restraint completely angered the maruarmillo. I saw that it shook hard, and the ghost rope wrapped around the body instantly broke into several knots, and then, the tail of the armadillo shook hard, and directly pumped on Wei Ping'an's body, directly pumping him out, falling heavily to the ground, and fainting gorgeously.

"Peace...... ......"Seeing this, Du Jiuniang didn't care about being seriously injured, and flew over quickly. At this time, Wei Ping'an's yin power was completely gone, his yin qi was scattered, and his face was as white as paper.

This not only aroused Du Jiuniang's anger, but also aroused the anger of all the yin spirits. Du Jiuniang shouted the mallet and asked him to send Yin power to Wei Ping'an to relieve his injuries, and she turned around and flew towards the armadillo. Not only Du Jiuniang, but even those yin spirits who had been hiding behind the five ghosts who had not cultivated well also stood up and attacked the pill armadillo without any scruples.

The cultivation of the Yin Spirits entrenched here is uneven, except for the cultivation of the five ghosts such as the white wrist, which is quite enough, the other ones in front of the pill armadillo are at best small fish and shrimp, and they do not pose any threat at all.

After a few faces, more than a dozen yin spirits were buried in the belly of the maruarmillo and became its food. The Yin Spirits did not flinch from the tragic death of their companions, but rushed upwards without hesitation.

The white-handed, who had always been the head of the yin spirits, saw that there were more and more yin spirits dying in the mouth of the pill armadillo, and had to forcibly stop the yin spirits fighting to the death.

In the past few months of getting along, the white wrist has taken good care of Wei Ping'an as a junior. Looking at Wei Ping'an, who was now seriously injured and on the verge of being scattered, the white wrist was reluctant to directly tear the pill armadillo into pieces. But she is still sensible, and she understands that with her cultivation, she is not the opponent of the armadillo at all, not to mention that the armadillo has devoured dozens of yin spirits, and her strength has increased a lot compared to before, even if it is a mountain baby, she is probably not her opponent. In desperation, the white-handedness had to let Shanwa take the three ghosts of Yin and the other four ghosts to guard the yin spirits, and he turned around and flew quickly to the south.

A few minutes later, the white wrist came to a lonely grave and bowed, "The wrist has something important to ask for, please ask Grandma Wu to bend down and see." ”

"Sister Wrist, my grandmother is invited" As soon as the white wrist spoke, a white smoke floated out of the lonely grave, revealing a twenty-eight year old and sweet-looking girl.

"Thank you, Cui'er" The white-wristed child nodded at the girl Cui'er, and then flashed into the lonely grave.

After entering the lonely grave, the white wrist came to the second grandmother Wu under the leadership of Cui'er.

"That's it" Second Grandma Wu, who was dressed as an official wife, waved her hand, signaling that she didn't need to be polite, "The wrist girl is in such a hurry to come to me, but what happened?" ”

"Out of nowhere, an adult pill armadillo appeared, not only devoured a lot of yin souls, but also seriously injured the disciples of the land grandmother, and almost lost their souls" The white wrist said the purpose of the trip succinctly, "The wrist is brave, and I want to ask the second grandmother Wu to help me wait for this catastrophe." ”

"If there is such a thing, take me over quickly" When Grandma Wu heard this, her face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly got up and asked the white wrist to lead the way.

"Yes" When the white wrist heard this, the hanging stone fell to the ground. hurriedly dodged out of the lonely grave and ran west with Second Grandma Wu.

At this time, Shanwa took the three ghosts such as Yin Sanye to resist the armadillo with all their might, and the mallet and the yin spirits successively delivered yin power to Wei Ping'an's body to alleviate his injuries. It's a pity that Wei Ping'an's injuries are too serious, and no matter how much yin power is transmitted, it must not be absorbed by him. The yin force is like a mud cow entering the sea, and it has no effect at all.

At this time, the mallet who was pranayama on the side saw the white wrist flying over with Wu Er's grandmother, hurriedly got up and came to the two of them, anxiously telling Wei Ping'an's situation at this time.

"It doesn't matter. I have a Xuanyin Pill here, you give him this pill to take, and push it with Yin power, and it will be fine in half an hour" Saying that, Second Grandma Wu took out a small black pill and handed it to the mallet.

The mallet took the pill, and after thanking him very much, he hurriedly flew to Wei Ping'an.

"Shanwa, you stand down, wait for me to clean up this evil obstacle" At this time, Grandma Wu Eryan shouted angrily and called Shanwa and the other four ghosts down, and came to the front of the armadillo alone.

Although the maruarmillo feeds on ghosts, it is a natural nemesis of ghosts. But in terms of level, the armadillo can only be regarded as a middle-level beast, and it can be said that it is easy to deal with those little ghosts who have not been dead for more than a few decades, but if you want to deal with ghosts like Grandma Wu who have been cultivated for more than five hundred years, I am afraid that you have to weigh your own weight, whether it is enough to see.

Second Grandma Wu, as the powerhouse second only to Li Xiangcao here, doesn't take the pill armadillo in her eyes at all. I saw her lean upwards and flick the white silk in her hand. The silk slammed into the body of the maruarmillo with the strength of a thousand catties. The armadillo who couldn't catch off guard was smashed directly to the ground by this sudden sudden, and it took a long time to get up from the ground.

The armadillo who had eaten the dark loss, with a glint in his eyes, pounced directly on Grandma Wu.

Second Grandma Wu flashed to the left, dodged the attack of the maruarmillo, and by the way, another white silk shot out, directly drawing a hole more than a meter long on the back of the maruarmillo.

The armadillo was in pain, and a chirp resounded through the valley, and red blood couldn't stop pouring out of the wound.

After repeated injuries, Maruarmadillo became manic. Completely ignoring the wound on his back, he kicked hard with his hind legs, jumped directly from the ground into the air, and pounced directly on Grandma Wu.

At this time, Grandma Wu was calm and calm, and she didn't care. Four strips of white silk were punched out one after another, wrapped around the limbs of the armadillo, and hung it directly between the two large trees, hanging there like a spider.

With its limbs tied, the armadillo was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and it could not be allowed to move for half a minute.

The armadillo didn't break free from the white silk with all his might, so angry that he had to use the tail on the back of his buttocks, left and right, trying to use the power of his tail to break the white silk that bound his limbs.

The white silk used by Wu Er's grandmother is not a simple object. It was a high-level ghost weapon that she had used for a hundred years to collect the silk spit out by 10,000 Yin Corpse Silkworms. Although the white silk has not yet reached the level of the spirit weapon, it is also a rare and good thing. Not to mention the armadillo, even ordinary fire may not be able to burn off.

Seeing that the east had gradually turned white, Grandma Wu didn't bother to put it in the ink, so she directly took off the hairpin pinned to her head to tie her hair, and a yin force attached to it, and raised her hand to hit it.

The hairpin that came out of his hand was like a silver light, shooting directly into the head of the armadillo. The armadillo, who had been writhing all the time, wanted to break free of the restraints, and his head drooped to the side, and he was already lifeless.

At this time, Wu Er's grandmother hit the hairpin for the second time, and the hairpin was like a sharp sword, directly cutting the armadillo into two. Second Grandma Wu stepped forward and took out the blood-red single eye from the armadillo's head that was divided into two. After handing it over to the white wrist, he disappeared in front of the eyes of the ghosts.