The gun is like a dragon, the mangs are like a match, and Wushan is decisive and ruthless.

Feng Mushi didn't expect that when Wushan shot to deal with the poisonous soul, the gun also covered her.

Feng Mushi, who was alarmed, gave birth to a pair of mandarin duck wings on his back, and after a void shock, he moved out of front of Wushan.

Wu Shan's eyes showed a fierce light, his face was dark, he ignored Feng Mushi who escaped, and touched the poisonous soul who was chasing.

Airplanes!

The spear was as hot as fire, as bright as silver, and collided with the huge vines that swung it, and the sound waves exploded, and the air waves were like a tide.

It was Wushan himself, after touching the vines, he was also swept away by the air waves.

At this moment, Wushan, which was lifted away, was not focused enough, and was seized by the ink on the other side, and instantly waved the heirloom Lingbao Dream Pen and photographed the sea of ink back.

Wu Shan retracted the sea of ink, and while paying attention to the movements of the poisonous soul, he carefully lifted the waterproof ink and Feng Mushi.

Sometimes, however, it's really just a matter of sparseness.

The moment Wu Shan was concerned about the poisonous soul, a cloud of black ink flew out of the black fog, enveloping Wu Mountain.

Originally, Wushan Yuguang had already discovered the black ink, and when he was about to retreat in the direction of his right hand to avoid Nan Ke Yimeng, who was in the dream of the Dream Pen, he was secretly plotted by Feng Mushi.

Boom!

In the direction of Wushan's retreat, a multicolored cloud light spread, blocking Wushan's retreat, and at the same time, it also released dazzling golden light, which shook Wushan's mind for a moment.

It was at this moment that Wushan was shrouded in that black ink, and was once again pulled into the dream created by the Inheritance Spirit Treasure Dream Brush.

"Quick! Senior Sister Feng, you and I joined forces to quickly kill the poisonous soul, and my Nan Ke couldn't trap Wushan for long in a dream. ”

Shui Mo's tone of voice was very anxious, he knew very well that Wushan was not the first time he was pulled into a dream, Wushan, who had experience in breaking mirrors, Nan Ke couldn't last long in a dream.

"Wushan ......"

Feng Mushi frowned, he finally knew the name of Wushan.

At the same time, the black ink that pulled Wushan into the dream made Feng Mushi feel dangerous, and she was also afraid of being secretly attacked by the ink.

However, after contemplating her eyebrows and thinking for a moment, Feng Mushi still agreed to Ink's request.

"Senior Brother Shui, you are the main attacker, and I will assist you!"

Feng Mushi is still very sensible, and gave up the main attack position to ensure that he has reaction time when he encounters danger, which can also save some literary consumption.

Shui Mo squinted his eyes slightly, and after taking a deep look at Feng Mushi, he decisively agreed.

College, Array Building.

"Mountain Chief, Ink and Feng Mushi are a little weird, these two people dodge Wushan's attack in the same way, isn't it ......?"

The one who asked was Lu Shen, the cave master of the instrument family, who was very sensitive to the spirit treasure, and had already seen that the ink and the breath of the spirit treasure on Feng Mushi's body were very similar.

"It's Mandarin Duck Pa! Cangshan Cave Academy's top three heirloom spiritual treasures, according to legend, Mandarin Duck Pa is divided into two pieces, yin and yang, every time yin and yang are combined, Cangshan Cave Academy has great turmoil. ”

The words of the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu surprised the teachers and students on the seventh floor, and they became interested in Mandarin Duck Pa.

It's an heirloom, who wouldn't want to own one?

However, some of the old guys on the seventh floor, after losing their minds for a while, their faces changed slightly.

"From the current point of view, the Mandarin Duck Pa integrates the four functions of defense, teleportation, assistance, and restraint, and it can indeed be regarded as a top-level heirloom spiritual treasure."

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu shared the functions of the Mandarin Duck Pa that he had analyzed, which once again amazed the students.

"Mountain Chief, Ink and Feng Mushi join forces, does Wushan still have a chance?"

The fiery old man Luo Rang directly asked the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu, wondering if Wushan had a chance of winning.

Just now, Wushan was pulled into the dream space by the combined efforts of Ink and Feng Mushi, and when Wushan broke out, it was likely that the poisonous soul had already been killed, and Wushan would also miss the secret treasure of the first layer of the secret realm.

The hot old man Luo Rang's question, the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu did not answer, did not deny it, and did not acquiesce.

In the secret space, without the interference of Wushan, and with the assistance of Feng Mushi, the ink waved the dream pen, and soon re-summoned the two white tigers.

The two white tigers and the poisonous soul are in a scuffle, the tiger's claws are in the air, the tiger's teeth are torn, the vines are like dragons, and they are winding like snakes.

Shui Mo stood in the distance, watching the two white tigers and the poisonous soul fighting for life and death, and his eyebrows were more happy.

However, the joy on Ink's face quickly faded.

In the next moment, a turquoise tidal wave emanated from the poisonous soul's body, and where the wave was involved, everything withered and the void collapsed, and it seemed that even time was corroded by this strange poison.

And the two white tigers summoned by the ink and wash collapsed and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under this strange poison, the white tiger didn't even have a chance to melt into ink, it was directly corroded, then collapsed, and finally annihilated.

"Senior Sister Feng, take this opportunity!"

The consumption of ink is very large, and he admitted in front of Feng Mushi that he was poor in donkey skills, hoping that Feng Mushi could make a move at this time and kill the poisonous soul in one fell swoop.

Feng Mushi glanced at the ink, nodded with a light smile, and showed her abundance.

Immediately afterwards, a comb-shaped spiritual treasure appeared in Feng Mushi's hand, and Feng Mushi threw it towards the poisonous soul.

The comb-shaped spirit treasure spun and flew out, emitting a burst of glazed brilliance in mid-air, and then turned into a huge multi-toothed scythe.

The scythe split into three, slashing at the Poison Soul from three directions.

The four rattan whips on Poison Soul You's body were entangled by the two incomplete white tigers, and they had to watch as the scythe blades fell, destroying the soul body.

Hiss......

The poisonous soul was traumatized, and a series of angry hiss roared out, and another wave of turquoise strange poisonous tides swept out.

Seeing this scene, Ink and Feng Mushi hurriedly retreated and hid far away.

When the tide of strange poison dissipates, the poisonous soul is already dying, and it will die at any time.

"This is the time!"

"Secret Treasure!"

Ink and Feng Mushi coincidentally appeared behind them a pair of mandarin duck wings, both of them teleported towards the poisonous soul, wanting to seek the secret treasure in the poisonous soul's body.

However, at this moment, the air fluctuated, and a rakshasa bone protruded, directly sending away the poisonous soul.

Using the hidden bead to hide around the drama beings, shoot the poisonous soul, and reach out to get the secret treasure.

"Don't think!"

"Stop!"

Ignoring the angry and roaring Feng Mushi and Ink, the drama beings continued to reach out and take out the secret treasure.

It's a pity that Feng Mushi and Shui Mo did not hesitate to consume the cultural qi in their bodies at this time, and the two of them used the ability of the heirloom Lingbao Mandarin Duck Pa to move in front of the drama sentient beings in an instant, and the sentient beings in the play were filmed out.

At the same time, Feng Mushi and Shui Mo also sent out a sword gang, slashing straight towards the drama beings, wanting to kick the drama beings out of the secret realm.

As soon as the opera beings appeared, Feng Mushi and Shui Mo sensed that the opera beings were the strength of the third realm of literary qi, and this strength was not enough in front of them.

At this moment, the air fluctuated, and a burly figure came out of the black fog with a spear.

Wu Shan's figure moved horizontally, grabbing the upside-down drama beings, and the spear was surging, canceling out the sword gang sent out by Feng Mushi and Ink.

"Hide far, fast, secret treasure!"

After seeing clearly that it was Wushan who caught him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly told him that the secret treasure of Wushan was in front of him.

Wu Shan's reaction was very fast, and when the drama beings spoke, he had already raised his spear and fired a thirteen-style explosion of killing rage that enveloped both ink and Feng Mushi.

Rumble!

The blood was boiling, the guns were vertical and horizontal, and after the loud explosion, the place where the poisonous soul was located was empty, and even the secret treasure disappeared.

Seeing this, Wu Shan's heart sank and he felt a little upset.

Fortunately, friends are safe and sound, which is a great luck.

"It's a pity that the secret treasure was taken away!"

After settling his body, he came to Wushan's side and sighed after touching a defensive barrier around him.

Wushan had just approached the battlefield, and when he saw the battle between Ink and Poison Soul, the drama beings who were hiding on the side contacted Wushan.

Wushan and the opera have a very tacit understanding, Wushan wants to let the drama be hidden to the end, to be the last yellow finch.

It's just that I didn't expect the yellow finch to be too weak and the praying mantis to be too strong, so I wasted my thoughts.

Wu Shan looked at the stunned drama sentient beings, and comforted them.

"It's okay, they have heirloom spirit treasures in their hands, and they can't treat them normally."

The drama sentient beings are free and easy by nature, and quickly looked away from the matter, and after cleaning up their minds, they told Wushan a bad news.

"I saw with my own eyes that Brother Duan was kicked out of the secret realm by Ling Liyuan."

"Although the realm of my Guan Duan brothers is low, but with the spiritual treasure to protect him, it should be no problem to escape."

"There is one thing I don't understand, why Brother Duan has to entangle Ling Liyuan and fight to the death."

"It stands to reason that the main purpose of this secret realm exploration is to explore the secret realm and find secret treasures and spiritual objects."

Wu Shan let out a sullen breath, his heart was irritable, just now the secret treasure was snatched, and he heard that Duan Yiming was kicked out of the secret realm early, and a wave of anger in his chest soared, and it was difficult to vent.

Wu Shan knew Duan Yiming's temperament very well, and the reason why Duan Yiming did that was not only because of his low strength and not getting any gains in the secret space, but also because he wanted to seize the opportunity and test some means of the enemy Ling Liyuan.

Duan Yiming and Wushan stood together, when Ling Liheng chose to attack them in Qingyang Mountain, they were destined to be far from being the same people.

Before, Duan Yiming's strength was low, his status was nothing, and he had no backer, so he could only survive first.

Now it's different, Duan Yiming's strength is gradually getting stronger, and he also has a mentoring background, so Duan Yiming feels that he should stand up and share the burden, for himself and for Wushan.

"Ling Liyuan, you'd better not run into me, otherwise the new and old hatreds will be counted together!"

“……”

After muttering a few times, Wu Shan quickly suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at the place where Ink and Feng Mushi disappeared, his eyes became more and more cold, cold to the bone.

At this moment, the entire secret space shook, and the black mist gathered like a whirlwind, and the whistling sound was endless.

……

"The king of the soul ghost, the poisonous soul ghost, died, the secret treasure was born, and the three secret realms were transformed into the second layer of space."

In another area, Shui Mo vomited a mouthful of blood, and he understood that he had been teleported to the second layer of the secret realm, and Shui Mo tried to stabilize his body in the shaking secret space.

Although he was vomiting blood, his eyes were bright, excited, and joyful.

Because in the hand of the ink wash, he was holding a string of emerald and colorful [alien poison beads] at this time.

[Alien Poison Bead] is the secret treasure of the first layer of the Three Secret Realms, with this treasure in hand, it can detoxify all poisons and be immune to most poisonous attacks.

Shui Mo put away the poisonous beads, took out a pill from the Nabao bag, and put it in his mouth to relieve it slightly.

Wushan's blow just now hit the ink and the wind poetry, Wushan broke out of the dream, and the ink and the wind poetry that consumed a lot of literary energy did not dare to stay at all.

Besides, Feng Mushi, this woman, Wushan's shot just now was large-scale and indiscriminate, and she was also affected.

At this time, Feng Mushi's hair was slightly messy, the long skirt of Liuxian was torn open, and there were still a few points of cherry red on the chest.

"Damn ink, despicable and shameless, at that moment, he actually wanted to push me out as a shield."

"It's good now, don't say it's offended Wushan, and you haven't grabbed the secret treasure yet."

"I'm annoyed!"

This time in the battle of the poisonous soul, Feng Mushi also made a great effort, exposing his hole card heirloom spirit treasure and leaving the immortal comb, not to mention, but in the end, there was no gain, and the two ends were not pleased.

Now that Wushan holds a grudge against her, Feng Mushi wants to continue to mix, she must lick the ink.

Of course, it can also be said that ink licks the wind and poetry.

However, ink has already captured a secret treasure, which is unlikely.

"Damn ink!"

"Bastard Wushan!"

The more Feng Mushi thought about it, the more angry she became, the more angry she became, and she cursed Ink and Wushan countless times in her heart.

Cangshan Cave Academy, in front of the stone wall.

Most of the teachers and students were laughing and laughing, and the reason was that Ink successfully won the secret treasure of the first layer of the secret realm, and won face and glory for Cangshan Cave Academy.

"Ink painting is a bit too much!"

It was Xun Bai, the cave owner of the lupine scarf, who spoke with him, and at the critical moment when he had just snatched the secret treasure, he sneaked up on Feng Mushi from the same academy, especially since the latter was still a girl from the academy, this kind of behavior was ungraceful in Xun Bai's opinion.

"Exploring the secret realm, you can't help fighting, what's wrong?"

The speaker is an old man who strongly supports ink painting, and is also one of the supporters of the forces behind ink painting.

Ink can capture the secret treasure, no matter what means are used, it cannot be blamed in the secret space.

Because of knowing this, the cave master Xun Bai glanced at the old man who spoke and was silent.

Yan Qiuzhen, another cave master of Cangshan Cave Academy, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but when he saw that the mountain chief Cangshan Yue was expressionless and calm, he still didn't open his mouth to express his opinion.

Cave Master Yan Qiuzhen really wants to question the senior division commander here, a person who can sneak attack and counteract along with his classmates and partners, do you really dare to trust him in the future, do you really think that such a person can take on a big responsibility?

Cave Master Yan Qiuzhen's face was ugly and very depressed.

Cangshan Cave Academy's head Cangshan Yue stabilized his position and was indifferent, and of course he saw everyone's reactions.

It's just that the battle between Ink and Feng Mushi is very involved, and the mountain chief Cangshan Yue can't express his attitude now, so he can only make a decision after the winner is decided in the future.

Then again, ink can capture secret treasures, no matter what means are used in the process, it is a manifestation of strong ability.

Therefore, in the end, the mountain chief Cangshan Yue chose to be silent.

From a certain point of view, Shanchang Cangshan Yue thinks that ink painting is done well.

In the secret space, after being teleported into the second layer of the secret realm, Wushan took out the Heroic Soul Formation Diagram and let the drama sentient beings preside over the formation and play an auxiliary role.

The black fog in the second layer of the secret realm has become thicker, and the strength of the soul ghost in the black fog has also become much stronger, and many soul ghosts have reached the strength of the fourth realm.

The drama beings whose strength is in the third realm are not suitable for being exposed to the black fog, so they have to stay in the Heroic Soul Array to assist Wushan.

Fortunately, Wushan's idea is also simple, arrange the Heroic Soul Array, continue to capture the soul to nourish the dragon soul, and strengthen the heirloom spirit treasure blood mountains and rivers.

While ensuring the safety of all living beings, it can also nourish the blood mountains and rivers, and you can also sit and wait for the second layer of the secret realm, the king of the soul of the earth, to appear, killing three birds with one stone.