The secret room has been hit by the blood blade into a mess, although the secret room is not small, it is indeed not big, Feng Mingyu saw that Qin Jiang had no blade in his hand, and the wolf's head blood blade would come over and take Qin Jiang directly, Qin Jiang had no mangs in his hand, and in a hurry, he picked up the wooden box left by Feng Changhe to block the wolf's head blood blade!

Click.

Although the wooden box is wooden, it forcibly blocks the wolf's head and bloody blade, and the wooden box is suddenly covered with earthy light, and the light is dense.

"Feng Mingyu, what do you want!" Qin Jiang snorted, Feng Mingyu is the son of Feng Changhe, and there is no big contradiction with this Feng Mingyu, and he understands that now is not the time to be impulsive.

"Kill you!" Feng Mingyu gritted his teeth and shouted, not at all.

"Break it for me!"

Feng Mingyu's eyes were on fire, and when he saw that the wolf's head blood blade was blocked by a wooden box, he didn't think about it, he started the dantian, and the golden pill energy was transmitted to the blood blade, and the blood blade skyrocketed, rushing towards the wooden box again.

"Damn it!" Qin Jiang hurriedly took the box and blocked the blood blade again.

The two lights converged, the dragon-shaped tiger shadow, and Feng Mingyu was shocked by the brilliance of the wooden box. At the same time, the wooden box that Qin Jiang was holding in his hand was also shaken open.

Suddenly, the golden talisman hung in the secret room, and the golden light covered the eyes. Feng Mingyu was still young in the end, and he was stunned by the sight of him, and he was immediately stunned and didn't want anything else, looking at the golden ancient runes. This time is just a moment, Chu Xiao was also in an instant, reacted, took advantage of his unpreparedness, stepped forward and danced the four-edged cooked copper gong, smashing it into Feng Mingyu's back heart, huge counterattack force, the shocked Chu Xiao hit the wall of the secret room, the sound of clicking bones, the cooked copper gong fell to the ground and rolled aside, the cooked copper gong weighed five hundred catties, Rao is Jindan monk also smashed Feng Mingyu spewed a mouthful of blood, which was spraying on the ancient Jin Wen rune, and the blood stained the Jin Wen, and there was a wonderful change.

The golden rune trembled, the light was great, and at the same time, the voice of Huang Zhong Dalu sounded, and the ethereal rune turned into an entity.

"It's... What is this..."

Feng Mingyu, who was smashed to the ground, looked at the ancient golden text that had turned into an entity and grabbed it with his hand, and the word golden text was grabbed by him in his hand, and the golden text instantly disappeared into Feng Mingyu's palm, Feng Mingyu's body was immediately filled with golden light, and the golden light was like a spring breeze, very comfortable.

"Not good!" Looking at this situation, when Feng Mingyu grabbed it again, Qin Jiang immediately closed the lid of the wooden box and hurriedly retreated.

Chu Xiao, who was shocked, looked at this situation, got up from the ground with difficulty, and before Feng Mingyu got up, he gritted his teeth and immediately pounced, and pressed Feng Mingyu to death.

Feng Mingyu was already injured, Chu Xiao and Qin Jiang were comparable to Lingxu monks, he was smashed and pressed by Chu Xiao, and spit out a mouthful of blood, he couldn't get up, he was so anxious that he yelled, he ran the dantian, his qi surrounded his body, and he wanted to rush away from Chu Xiao behind him. Seeing that this was not good, Qin Jiang hurriedly pressed it up!

Chu Xiao and Qin Jiang were two people who recuperated with spiritual qi pills, and now their physique can crush a few tiger cows, but Feng Mingyu is a Jindan monk in the end, although he was injured by the copper mace, he only suppressed him and made him unable to move.

"Chu Xiao and Qin Jiang, you two dare to kill me! My father is the patriarch of Lingyuan, and you can't live! ”

Feng Mingyu roared! In the face of death, he was also afraid in his heart.

Chu Xiao and Qin Jiang knew that this Feng Mingyu was right, if the two of them killed Feng Changhe's son, I am afraid that the two of them would not be able to live, but even if they don't kill, there is no way out, depending on the situation, even if Feng Mingyu is released, now you are either dead or alive.

Feng Mingyu's body is as light as a sharp wind, every impact, like fighting a cow across the mountain, Chu Xiao felt that his lower abdomen was hit heavily, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the two of them still pressed him to death, if Feng Mingyu got up, would the two of them still have their lives?

Feng Mingyu slapped the ground, running the Jindan True Power again and again.

"You two wait for me!"

Chu Xiao insisted over and over again.

"Poof, poof" Although Chu Xiao is recuperating with pills, he is only stronger than ordinary people after all, and he vomits a mouthful of blood, and he is about to lose his support.

"Old Shaw"

In a hurry, Qin Jiang got up and snatched the cooked copper mace that Chu Xiao had dropped, and together with Qin Jiang, Feng Mingyu ran the dantian and rushed away from Chu Xiao!

Feng Mingyu shook Chu Xiao away, holding the wolf's head blood blade in his hand, and just after reacting, the cooked copper shovel smashed into the melon seeds on Feng Mingyu's head! Bang, the head bursts open like a ripe watermelon!

The Jindan monk is extraordinary, how can he resist the copper mace is too strong. One life is worth one life, and the father's debt and son's debt are not wronged.

The first time Qin Jiang killed someone, his back was full of sweat, and his hand could barely hold it with a loose sound, if it weren't for Chu Xiao, he would never be able to make such a ruthless move.

"Old Xiao," Qin Jiang's eyes turned red. looked at Chu Xiao, who was weak.

"Lao Xiao, you can't die, we are relatives in this world" Qin Jiang saw that Chu Xiao's face was pale, and he was weak and anxious.

"Xiao Jiang... I'm dying... You..."

"Lao Xiao, you won't die, I will save you! Will definitely save."

Qin Jiang suddenly thought that the golden ancient rune in the wooden box just now had melted into Feng Mingyu's body.

This wooden box may have a different effect. Qin Jiang had an attitude of giving it a try, the original prohibition of the wooden box was lifted by Feng Changhe, and the remaining sealing energy, with the collision of the wolf's head and blood blade just now, the energy was almost gone, Qin Jiang opened the wooden box, and in an instant, the golden light fell in the air like a projection.

Each golden rune seems to carry an ancient and powerful mysterious power.

Qin Jiang sprinkled the blood of his injured arm on the golden ancient talisman, and the sound of the jade pan bell chime was endless. Those distant words and symbols gradually became entities. Qin Jiang put the ancient golden talisman that had become a solid body into Chu Xiao's palm and melted. Chu Xiao only felt a powerful life force, and when he entered his bone marrow, he also felt better little by little... When Qin Jiang came into contact with that golden ancient rune, his body was also fused with those powerful life forces...

The power carried by the golden ancient talisman swam in the muscles and bones of the two, and the more they fused, the dazzling golden light enveloped the two of them, and those ancient characters soaked in every joint, and the two of them felt the majestic and turbulent power like the Han Sea and the galaxy... Flesh and bones seem to be changing...

As the golden light of the ancient golden rune disappeared and dispersed, a humanoid pattern appeared, sitting in various states. The two knew that it was an opportunity and hurriedly did so.

The two of them seem to have a soul swimming in the void, endless... Jing God and body, into an unprecedented state...

"Thieves don't have to be strong! I'll meet you both of you."

On the audition stage, two monks in the infant stage stepped forward with two swords, holding an attitude of treating death as home.

Feng Changhe listened to the word thief in his ears, and his face couldn't help but change, and he sneered angrily in his heart.

"It turned out to be Daoist Qingyuan and Daoist Luliang, I think you two are just Yuanying cultivators, so it's okay?"

Feng Changdao said coldly, "I know that the two of you have magic weapons, today I will come to meet the two of you for a while, otherwise how can I show my Taoist mystery... If you lose your life, no one else is to blame..."

"The thief washes his neck and dies!"

The Qingyuan Daoist scolded and scolded, and there was an extra snake mirror in his hand.

This snake mirror is oval-shaped, and there are hundreds of silver rings (snake names) interlaced on the back of the mirror. The sharp snout (snake name) of the mirror frame is attached, and the spotted viper (snake name) in the mirror is clinging to tens of thousands of snake lines in the middle.

At the same time, the left hand of the chief of Luliang also sacrificed a thing to hold in his hand, which was a toad lamp.

The toad lamp is seated on the plate, and the golden toad is on the plate.

If it is a single comparison of cultivation as Dao power, it is a cross-level competition. I'm afraid that the two of them won't be able to walk a few rounds in the hands of Feng Changhe, and I'm afraid they will die on the spot.

Qingyuan Dao Chang took the snake mirror and took a look, the light in the mirror was like a snake, the silver light rolled straight to the pupils of the wind crane, and the pupils of the wind and cranes shrank slightly.