The blue light spread in the wind, quickly changing into a bundle of green ropes, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated hundreds of meters of space and appeared above the mammoth's head, so fast that Tong Wen's vision could not be caught at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The info mammoth let out a loud roar, and the huge elephant's trunk waved wildly, as if trying to stop the green rope from falling.

Beads of mung bean-sized sweat rolled down from Dao Chang's cheeks, his left hand trembled uncontrollably, and his pores opened, it seemed that it was not easy to guide the big mudra; The running mammoth lost its balance as soon as it was tied, and its huge body fell to the ground with a heavy blow, plowing a long trail on the ground.

"Roar!

The mammoth roared high-pitched, his limbs kept struggling, and each stroke could splash dozens of catties of dirt, and after a while, several deep pits were dug out, and his body gradually sank. The green rope glowed slightly, and it was bright and extinguished, and it looked like it couldn't help but toss this demon beast a few times.

The pale golden handprint still fluttered firmly and slowly, and finally floated to it while the mammoth had been bound by the green rope for a long time. As the big handprint approached, the mammoth's struggle became more and more intense, and with a snap, the tail of the green rope was broken open by it, but it was too late, and the big handprint was silently imprinted on its left abdomen, like a red soldering iron imprinted into the ice.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

The hair, epidermis, and flesh and blood texture of the contact area between the mammoth and the big handprint collapsed layer by layer, and the body trembled violently, and the momentum suddenly collapsed, like a punctured balloon, and even the roar seemed weak. The green rope scarred on its body, it just rolled its dead fish-like white eyes and kept humming, and the elephant's trunk twitched a few times from time to time, and the previous domineering spirit was gone.

"Evil animal, provoke the dignity of my human race, waste my two big mudras, and you will not be able to relieve your hatred if you die!"

The Taoist slowly floated towards the mammoth, his eyes fierce and fierce, it turned out that he was distressed and used the two big mudras at the bottom of the box. Originally, he planned to have enough time and use the Otogi Green Spear to continuously consume the mammoth's qi and blood, and wait until it fell into weakness before fighting in one fell swoop. This demon beast is invulnerable to swords and guns, and it doesn't have any natural spells, so it's not a good strategy to hit it hard. Unexpectedly, in the depths of this dense forest, he encountered a group of unrestrained vulgar people, and under the unbearable heart, he consumed only two large mudras.

"That's it, anyway, there are only two left, and the next trial will also have to be recharged, and it is estimated that there will be no chance to use it before this. ”

The Taoist chief said in fragments, and it was difficult to dispel the heartache. He hated to hang his chest and pause, but he couldn't lose his identity in front of the ants, and when he was sad, a burst of crying and wailing suddenly came from his ears, and the voice was poignant.

"Chen Ning!

"Don't sleep, don't sleep!"

"Dao Chief, Immortal, please save her!"

In the perception of the Taoist chief, the vitality of the woman below was rapidly passing, and when she looked down, it turned out to be the middle of the broken tree in the middle of the back of her head, her black and golden hair was stained scarlet with blood, and her colorful clothes and snow-white thighs were covered with blood.

Dao Chang shook his head, this kind of injury, unless it is a C-level elixir, or a Xuan-level healing spell, can only be extended. If he was a little extravagant, any elixir of grade B could temporarily hang his life for a few hours and be sent back to the city for treatment, but he couldn't do any of these things.

"Alas......"

The Taoist chief sighed, he was from a declining monk family in Handan County, and when he experienced the hardships of the world, he did not lose his kindness, and he deeply felt the impermanence of life and death. If you change those loose cultivators or monk sects, you will definitely not waste precious B-grade magic weapons for the laymen, and if you are angry, you may be angry with everyone and treat them as dogs.

"Hum Mani ......"

The pure heart and the good mantra are Buddhist songs, which are widely spread in Yuzhou, and are not taboo in all religions, and even ordinary people can hum a few words, concentrating and meditating. At this moment, the Taoist chanting mixed with spiritual power is more fresh and refined, saddened by the death of a classmate, and the negative emotions of the students who are in danger gradually subside after hearing this, and the sadness in their hearts is still pervasive, but the sobbing has stopped. There are also scratches by branches, sprained soles of the feet, only to feel that the wound is cool and comfortable, as if smeared with cool oil, after a while, with the hand to caress it, the pain is gone, six or seven, and the end is strange.

After a spell, seeing that everyone had calmed down a bit, the Taoist chief turned his head and saw that the mammoth only had the strength to hum, and his limbs were separated for a long time before he twitched for a while. He paced closer, and the thoughts of "ivory can be worth a few spirit stones" and "fur can be sold for a few catties of gold" swirled in his heart.

Although the Taoist chief is a foundation building monk, the immortals have different paths, and they disdain gold and silver vulgar things, but the declining monk family mourns everything, and the cost of eating and drinking with hundreds of mouths is not a small amount. The mustard seeds carried by ordinary foundation building monks are only dozens of liters, and they need to maintain their thoughts, but he has more than 300 liters, just to not waste the slightest when hunting large demon beasts such as mammoths, after all, it is the flesh and blood of demon beasts, and he shares the muscles and muscles with the children of the clan. Occasionally, low-concentration spiritual springs and underage Zhenmu were also pocketed, and the colleagues who participated in the hunting with him jokingly called him "Zhou Papi".

Zhou Papi, who was stuck in his own care, didn't notice that the stiff mammoth's trunk began to shrink slightly, and small water droplets oozed out of the fur, and when he got closer, the mammoth's trunk suddenly straightened, and a crystal clear ice pick shot out of it with a click!

"Buzz ......"

The Taoist chief reacted quickly, and when he saw the elephant's trunk straightened, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and his mind moved, and a pagoda-like phantom appeared above his head, and the vast clear light fell, forming a layer of protective cover around his body.

Not long after the ice pick shot out, it was as if it had been hit by something invisible, and the direction suddenly skewed 30 degrees, and it passed through the cover and penetrated eight hugging trees before it was embedded, and the bark was covered with a layer of frost, and the cold air was shocking, and the castration was amazing.

"What a beast!!"

Being put on a show by the dying demon beast made Zhou Papi angry, he cursed again and again in his mouth, his palm crackled and lightning thundered, and he slapped more than a dozen palm thunders at the mammoth's head in one breath. Under the combination of thunder and lightning, the mammoth elephant's head was charred and blackened, and the smell of mushy curled up, confirming that there were no signs of life, Zhou peeled the skin and kicked it a few more times, guiding the flying sword to cut the elephant's trunk into eight pieces before stopping.

In the end, Zhou Papi turned around and stared at the little fat man Tongwen who was lying on the ground dozens of meters away, convulsive, his teeth clenched, and his thoughts enveloped his whole body.