"Ah......h

The screams were high-pitched and piercing, reaching the sky, almost reaching the level of the innate demon spirits in the stone forest, Zhang Xiaohu felt that his eardrums were about to be punctured, and he didn't care about the crowd in front of him, so he hurriedly blocked it with qi and blood, which was a little better, and the round caterpillar also shrank suddenly, and the red mist that spit out stopped stopping, squirming and hiding back, the two tentacles trembled and almost rolled down from the mound.

A thunderbolt hit the sky, falling next to the mound, the thunder that was originally aimed at, but because Xiang'er was suddenly startled, the head lost control, this time it hit a little off, the raging electric light frantically hit everything around, but because of the distance, just cut off a small corner of the mound, for the caterpillar shrunk into a ball above, there is nothing to do.

Zhang Xiaohu's heart tightened, thinking that something had happened to Xiang'er, so he hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Xiang'er Suosuo squatting behind him tremblingly, covering his face and screaming hard, looking up and down, but he was unscathed, flurgated for a moment, and suddenly understood, and couldn't help crying and laughing.

The little guy first looked at Xiang'er with wide eyes, then the corners of his mouth gradually curled, and in the end, he was so happy that he rolled on the ground again and again, 'chirping' non-stop.

Du Yuan was a great monk in the late infancy, but he didn't expect that he was still afraid of caterpillars like a little girl, Zhang Xiaohu turned his head to look at the caterpillar who was frightened by Xiang'er, and really couldn't figure it out, what was there to be afraid of this chubby and bulging thing, if it weren't for the red mist disturbing people's minds, he would have slapped it to death a long time ago.

"Xiang'er, Xiang'er"

The voice seemed to come from outside the sky, fluttering and flickering, and it took a while for Xiang'er to hear it clearly, and she raised her head tremblingly and let go of her hand, revealing a pale little face, a pair of eyes were frightened, and it took a while to focus on Zhang Xiaohu.

"Little... Tiger... Brother..."

Xiang'er trembled and stretched out her hand to point at the caterpillar in the distance, she didn't dare to look back, she was so far away, the chicken prickly heat on her body was still all over her body, and the feeling of palpitations had not diminished at all.

"Okay, okay, you come to stop these madmen, and the gods give it to me"

Zhang Xiaohu said helplessly, his brain was spinning rapidly, but there was no way to follow it for a while.

The defensive front has retreated again and again, without Xiang'er's power grid interception, it is difficult to stop the surging crowd with Zhang Xiaohu's palms alone, but fortunately, for some reason, the villagers who fell into madness stopped when they approached the red fog area, and did not dare to step into the slightest, which made him lean back against the red fog, leaving Zhang Xu room for activities.

Two or three afterimages were distributed in a place more than a zhang wide, and the figure spread out non-stop palm blows and kicks, no matter what way it was, no matter where he hit, the power of the blow out, and finally towards the sky, the villagers who pounced on him were knocked out one by one, crossing the crowd, and smashing the madman with his hands stretched out and grinning in the distance.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't urge Xiang'er, he concentrated on dealing with the crowd, this is not in a hurry, only when Xiang'er calms down herself, can she stop the swarming villagers, otherwise with this panicked appearance now, I am afraid that I will not be able to support it for a few times, and I will be driven into the red mist.

Over there, Xiaobai had stopped teasing, came to Xiang'er, gently arched his head to comfort, and looked at the caterpillar in the depths of the red mist with concern from time to time.

The disturbance of the scream has passed, the caterpillar has returned to normal, and the red mist that spit out from the mouth has dissipated in the air one by one, making the vision a little blurred, and the violent breath is even heavier.

"Brother Little Tiger, I'm here"

Xiang'er finally came back to her senses from the panic, and the strange sound of 'ho-ho' from the crowd in front of her still made her forget the panic, and took a step forward, her jade hand flew over, and the palm thunder was stimulated, forming a power grid in front of the crowd and replacing Zhang Xiaohu.

"It's all right?"

Zhang Xiaohu did not leave immediately, but stood aside and asked with concern.

"It's okay"

Xiang'er blushed and said with her head down, her voice was the same as that of a mosquito, but there was a warm current in her heart, and with Brother Xiaohu's concern, her whole body was much more comfortable, and she seemed to forget the existence of caterpillars for a moment.

Zhang Xiaohu did not leave because of Xiang'er's words, but stood quietly behind her, and saw her steadily blocking the crowd, so he nodded with a smile and turned to look into the depths of the red mist.

The red light fluctuated from the caterpillar's body in waves, and it was frightened, this fluctuation was obviously much faster, seeing Zhang Xiaohu turn his head, the caterpillar made a fierce appearance, the upper body was erected, and the priest next to it covered his ears and shook his body, although he continued to dance weirdly, but the movements were obviously out of shape.

Tilting his head and frowning, helplessly looking at the caterpillar in front of him that kept spitting red mist, Zhang Xiaohu felt very tricky.

In such a very short period of time, the red mist that was slightly lighter under the thunderstorm and thunderbolt was restored to its original state, and there was a stronger tendency, Zhang Xiaohu gave up stimulating the thunder again, the effect was not good, and the energy was wasted, it was really worth the loss, he understood a truth, the thunder robbery is not omnipotent, it is effective for the evil things, but this kind of red mist that stimulates people to madness is not within its effect.

The refiners are good at close combat, and when it comes to their cultivation, there is no difference between far and near, they fly extremely fast, and it is not a big problem to be separated from the opponent, and they can rush to the front of them in less than a breath, if they are farther away, even if they are good at long-range combat, they can't attack him, and Zhang Xiaohu is the first time he has encountered a battle like this, which is far away from being stopped outside and cannot get close.

Zhang Xiaohu thought about it again and again, and suddenly his heart moved, and his strength poured into his palm, and his big hand reached forward, and he grabbed the caterpillar figure in the depths of the red mist.

The air was chaotic for a while, the red mist rolled, and gradually converged, and Zhang Xiaohu was overjoyed.

Since discovering that there is no aura in this heaven and earth, Zhang Xiaohu has never moved the idea of aura palms, after all, there is not even a foundation of aura, and where can it be gathered into aura palms, I didn't expect to try it unintentionally, and it turned out to be.

The dissipated red mist kept rolling and gathering, forming a vague big hand in the red light, and Zhang Xiaohu's joy fell to the bottom in an instant.

Not to mention the slenderness, vivid, even if you can barely see clearly, only when the light fluctuates, the outline of the palm is revealed, which makes people feel like there is a palm in the air, which is very different from his previous control.

After hesitating for a while, tentatively, Zhang Xiaohu grabbed his hand at the caterpillar, and his palm flexed his fingers.

The big hands in the air moved slowly, the caterpillar on the mound stopped spitting red mist, the two tentacles swayed slightly, and the small eyes stared suspiciously, from which it did not feel a trace of danger, and could not understand what the opponent was preparing to do.

After Yunguang slowed down the fluctuations, the big hand became nothing, and with Zhang Xiaohu's control, it gradually descended on the top of the caterpillar's head, and then, in its surprised eyes, it made a 'pop' sound, and it was reclassified into red mist, which quickly dissipated.

The caterpillar's tentacles shook, and after shaking its head and exploring for a while, it turned its attention back to Zhang Xiaohu, and its erected body fell back to the mound, its bulging body loosened and tightened, its mouth hissed, and the red mist began to spit again.

"Abominable"

Zhang Xiaohu scolded secretly, although he didn't have much hope at the beginning, it still made him feel a little depressed.

Zhang Xiaohu looked back at the back, that Xiang'er kept replenishing the palm thunder, weaving a huge power grid, blocking the influx of villagers, it seemed easy and simple, but the sharp-eyed Zhang Xiaohu still found the fine beads of sweat on Xiang'er's forehead.

The gods in front of him kept spitting red mist, and the shrouded area began to expand, and the red became much thicker, and if this continued, the only solution was to kill the killer and kill those weak women, children, and children, otherwise, I am afraid it would be difficult to escape.

Zhang Xiaohu, who was helpless and a little annoyed, toe flicked, and a gravel was kicked in front of him, reached out and grabbed it in his hand, and threw it vigorously with a wave of his hand.

The gravel flew out with a snort, and the distance of more than two hundred meters flashed by, and it came to the caterpillar in an instant.

The caterpillar was startled, its body stood up, it didn't know how to dodge, a pair of small eyes stared at the flying rubble, and its two tentacles trembled in fright.

Kiss.

The black shadow in front of the caterpillar flashed in front of the gravel, a blood flower bloomed, and the black shadow softened and fell to the ground.

The singing and dancing priest had a hole in his forehead, his eyes were open to the sky, and a happy smile appeared on his face, and he didn't know where he had come from such a fast speed, but he actually grabbed the front and blocked the catastrophe for his gods.

The caterpillar was furious, its small eyes became red, even if it didn't treat people as people, but killing its priest in front of it like this still made it forget the fear just now, and opened its mouth to Zhang Xiaohu and kept 'hissing', shortness of breath, its round body trembled, the steel needles erected on its body flashed a trace of cold light, and the red light fluctuated several times more intensely, almost connected together.

The red mist erupted rapidly, forming a dense area in front of it, blocking it so tightly that it was almost invisible, not giving Zhang Xiaohu a chance to take advantage of.

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, although the appearance of the priest was unexpected, but in the same way, he also found a way to deal with the caterpillar.

On the ground, there are scattered inlaid with some gravel, but there are not many of them, and the size is not large.

This is not the time to dislike it, Zhang Xiaohu let out a low sigh, raised his foot and stepped forward heavily.

Rumble.

Countless dirt tossed, the ground formed tiny potholes, and pieces of gravel were impacted by the huge force, breaking the shackles of the soil and flying into the sky.