?“ Mengmeng, Mei'er, Zhiruo, can you stop these willow leaves? Xiang Xiaotian struggled to dance the Bloody Bone Flying Sword while transmitting the sound to .lā

"Yes, no problem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Xiang Xiaotian smiled slightly: "Okay, since that's the case, then you can restrain this weird willow tree for me, and I'll go forward to meet this old monster." ”

The third girl nodded, and Lin Zhiruo said softly: "Xianggong, be careful!" ”

"Hehe, don't worry. I always felt that this old monster was not quite right, and there must be something strange about it. I should be sure, mostly you, and you must be careful. ”

"Don't worry, Xianggong. I've observed, and although this willow tree looks very powerful, we just struck with all our might, and it blocked it. However, many of the leaves that have turned slightly green have gradually turned yellow. I guess it won't last much time, we're fine! Lin Zhiruo said affirmatively.

For these details, no one present observed them more carefully than Lin Zhiruo. Although her qualifications are not as good as Tang Mengling or Su Meier, she is better than being careful. It is often possible to find the enemy's subtle weaknesses in battle.

Hearing her reminder, the crowd looked at the trunk of the willow tree. Sure enough, it was much worse than the state in which it had just regained its vitality. This little genius really put his mind at ease and shouted: "You guys resist, I'll go." ”

After saying that, after withdrawing, the three girls stepped forward at the same time to withstand the attack of willow leaves like rain. Ding Xiaotian flickered around, holding the Bloody Bone Flying Sword, dodging the willow leaf and quickly approaching the old monster.

"Good boy, dare to approach the ancestor. If you don't cramp and peel your skin today, the ancestor will be called the Willow Master in vain. As he spoke, a surge of vitality suddenly appeared in his dry bone-like body, and an abnormal blood red appeared on his zombie-like face. His hands were like the branches of a willow tree, and he suddenly stretched out and attacked Xiang Xiaotian.

Xiang Xiaotian, who was already at the peak of the dantian period, actually had a sense of powerlessness in the face of the sky when facing his light and withered hands.

After entering the Divine Cultivation Realm for a while, he could already clearly understand what it was like to feel like this. Just like facing Ding Chunqiu before, he was just a Qi Sea Realm, a realm higher than Xiang Xiaotian at that time.

But this realm is very different, and this feeling of powerlessness in the face of the sky is the suppression of the realm. But the withered old man in front of him was much more stressed than Ding Chunqiu at that time. Facing Ding Chunqiu, Xiang Xiaotian dared to fight back. Now, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't seem to have the strength to resist the light fluttering hands of the rebels.

"Roar!" With a loud roar, he tried to cheer himself up through the roar, and then stabbed the Bloody Bone Flying Sword fiercely, and he retreated at the first time.

The Bloody Bone Flying Sword is a treasure weapon, and it is a growing treasure weapon. Ding Xiaotian believes that it will not cause any damage. But if you suffer like this, even if you have a terrifying and amazing recovery ability, nothing will necessarily happen.

Sure enough, when the hand of the person on the willow gently touched the bloody bone flying sword, it was like a gold and stone striking each other, and the sound was huge. The flying sword was directly knocked out and plunged into the ground behind it.

"The speed is slow, the strength is strong, and it seems that he still uses some kind of unspeakable sacrificial power..."Xiang Xiaotian looked at the Venerable Willow Master, silently calculating all his strengths and weaknesses in his heart, and his own ability to win.

And, if he had expected it to be true, he should not have been able to leave the chair. And this chair seems to have something to do with the willow tree..."

It was difficult to figure out for a while, but Xiang Xiaotian seemed to have thought of a more useful way to deal with this old monster.

With a slight move from his left hand, the Bloodbone Flying Sword flew back into his hand. With his right hand grasping in the void, a brush full of pure wood appeared in his hand.

This pen was a superb magic weapon, although it was not as high as the Blood Bone Flying Sword, but Xiang Xiaotian believed that it would be of great use in this battle.

This money was given to him by the old man Thousand-faced Monkey at the previous rally. Even with that copy, he said that he believed that he had a talent in runes, so he gave it to himself. Although Xiang Xiaotian has not practiced the talisman seal too seriously, he has the essence blood used to make the talisman, and he also has the pen used to make the talisman. And there happened to be a few runes he had seen, just to restrain this old monster.

"Little ghost, if you just use this method, then you will die!" As he spoke, the gray hair on the head of the man on the willow suddenly swelled, and the roots attacked Xiang Xiaotian like iron.

In an instant, Xiang Xiaotian took out a bowl of the purest essence blood from the Purple Flame Holy Ring and poured it directly onto the body of the Blood Bone Flying Sword.

"Man, you're going to hold me up for a while. If you do a good job, after the deed is done, I will reward you with two large vat of essence blood, how about it? ”

The Bloody Bone Flying Sword didn't hesitate at all, he had a little bit of intelligence. Knowing that essence blood is beneficial to him, Xiang Xiaotian is beneficial to him. If Xiang Xiaotian is gone, I am afraid that I can only accompany this old monster to live a dark life in this tomb.

A red light flashed on the sword body, and a bowl of essence blood was absorbed in an instant. The flying sword came out of his hand and went straight to the gray hair of the man on the willow.

At this moment, the deep-set eyes of the Master of the Willow appeared darker than just now. But it can be seen that his trembling hands are strongly suppressing his madness and desire.

"Little... Boy, boy. ”

spoke with some stammering, and called Xiang Xiaotian loudly. To his surprise, at this moment, the Bloody Bone Flying Sword had already shaved off most of his flying hair. But he didn't care.

"What?"

"Essence blood, essence blood. Give me as much blood as you have. I..."It seemed that after thinking for a while before making a decision: "Shall I let you live?" Good no good? Give me, give me, give me!! ”

The sound was higher than the roar, and even the three girls who were entangled with the willow tree were startled, thinking that Xiang Xiaotian had stolen something.

"How many?" Xiang Xiaotian smiled weirdly, and then backhanded upward. The Purple Flame Holy Ring continued to shine, and bowls of essence blood appeared from it, constantly changing in his hands.

"I don't know how much essence blood I have, it's a painful thing, right! What is the Venerable Master? ”

"Okay, okay." The Willow Master took a deep breath through his nose, as if he felt the delicious taste of the essence and blood in the air. It's like a drug addict who hasn't taken drugs for several months, and once again sees hope that he can take drugs.

"Okay, great. Give it all to me, give it all to me. Now, old man, open the door of the tomb and let you go!" ”