Spend all your heart and soul on the spiritual root of the demon cultivator, and telepathize to the mysterious Gu.

The Misty Gu silently flew on the Demon Cultivator's shoulder.

At this time, he made a movement in his hand.

Interrupting the casting of the spiritual root of Zhu Rousha, it is not easy to extract the spiritual root, as long as the slightest spiritual power is interrupted, it is easy to get out of control.

What's more, Feng Qianqian picked this person to do it at a critical moment.

Feng Qianqian observed that this person had leaked demonic energy before, and at this time, he had been using the spiritual power to extract the spiritual root.

A demon cultivator, how can he have both demonic energy and spiritual power in his body.

Therefore, now, under the spell of the Gu worm, the demonic energy and spiritual power immediately dispersed.

The spirit root was uncontrollable and flew back into Zhu Rousha's body.

Feng Qianqian didn't have time to take care of Zhu Rousha's state, and concentrated on controlling the enemy.

At this moment, the fingers flipped rapidly, and an ice arrow immediately appeared in the air, shooting towards the heart of the demon cultivator!

The cultivation of the third layer of the foundation dares to lurk in, and the demon clan is too confident!

The plot came quietly.

But when the ice arrow was about to be shot, I saw that the demon cultivator turned sideways slightly and dodged lightly.

Demon Xiu turned around, the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Oh, look, I didn't expect to be really hit by Lizard San, and there are still people coming over in such a remote place."

Then he said, "Building a layer of foundation, hehe, just exposing yourself like this, it seems that it is just a delicate little seedling in the Xuanyu Sect." ”

Feng Qianqian was looked down upon by this person, but she just frowned, and shot a few more ice arrows.

According to what she observed, this person was only two small realms away from herself, why did she imply that she must die here, and re-evaluate this trip.

"You shouldn't have come. When you come, leave your life behind! ”

As he spoke, he took out his spirit sword and roared towards Feng Qianqian.

The power of this sword is not small, and she has to lie down for a few days to carry her, and quickly turn over to dodge.

Feng Qianqian noticed that the spirit sword stabbed over with spiritual power.

This person didn't use the means of demon cultivation?

Feng Qianqian stepped over the ice wall, keeping an eye out for dodging the attacking arrays and luring him out of the array's range.

The situation is really not good for me.

Demon Xiu knew her intentions, and his mental assessment was refreshed again.

This undersized little disciple could only use ice arrows.

It is judged to be a rare mutated ice spirit root, which is highly respected among monks, but what about the mutated ice spirit root?

The cultivation is not high, and he only knows how to put a few ice arrows that can't be missed.

He admitted that the ice arrow was condensed and powerful, and that he would have to take potions if he was hit.

But her own strength beyond the other party is not a little bit, how can she succeed.

The pleasure in Mo Xiu's heart slowly swelled, and he chased Feng Qianqian unhurriedly like a cat catching a mouse, occasionally shooting out a few knives that restricted her.

If he did what she wanted, he could still take her life without any effort without those little attack arrays!

Hum! The little Qi Refining Foundation disciple didn't know the height of the sky, and he dared to look down on the demon cultivator!

There was a sarcastic smile on the face of the four centipedes.

"Why, the inner disciples of the Xuanyu Sect only know how to hide, but they still have to slap their swollen faces and become fat to save people, it is really not as good as the generation."

Feng Qianqian secretly gritted her teeth and made up her mind not to respond.

Damn it! Who slapped the swollen face and filled the fat man!

And while he was speaking, he shot five ice arrows at him, each of which was extremely condensed and powerful.

This time, Wusi did not dodge, and the pain of the ice arrow hitting his body was so severe that people didn't want to move.

This little disciple will see stitches, is this looking for an opportunity to consume himself?

There were only a few arrow wounds, but Centipede didn't pay attention to it at all.

It's just that the spiritual power in his body can't work, but he is not a monk in the first place.

"Don't run, you have the strength to sneak attack, why don't you have the strength to fight."

On the surface, it seems that he should be a third-level foundation-building cultivator, but the disciple in front of him is only a first-layer foundation.

In his opinion, those arrogant monks would immediately fight with him.

This little disciple is too timid!

In response to the centipede four, there were several piercing ice arrows.

Feng Qianqian's speed was already very fast, and the Demon Cultivator's attack couldn't hit her at all.

Seeing that she was so fast, he couldn't catch up with her at all.

is also consumed by her from time to time, and now that she is covered with minor injuries, she doesn't want to spend it with her.

Wu Si was worried that there were other disciples who came to this realm, and she had already seen her own face.

Killing one is more stealthy than killing a group!

"Alas, it's really not easy for me to use this spiritual power."

"Forget it, this cold and snowy, running around, but it warms me up, and I won't play with you anymore."

This demon cultivator spoke, and every sentence became more and more annoying.

Saying that, he threw down the spirit sword in his hand, the monk's things are so difficult to use!

In the next second, his magic weapon was sacrificed, and he planned to solve Feng Qianqian with one move.

It was a bottle-shaped artifact with demonic energy lingering on it, and its entire body was turquoise.

In Feng Qianqian's opinion, that bottle was very dangerous.

I saw that the demon cultivator lifted the cap of the bottle, and the surrounding air instantly accelerated the flow, as if it was driven by the power of the treasure bottle.

He muttered a few words, followed by a loud shout.

"Look at my vase, where are you going!"

"Close!"

As soon as Demon Xiu's voice fell, Feng Qianqian immediately felt a strong suction force coming towards him, which was the treasure bottle in his hand.

Feng Qianqian clasped the surrounding ice walls in embarrassment, leaving marks on the ice walls with her fingernails.

Damn it! After this incident, be sure to buy a magic weapon!

At this time, under the cracks, the ice and snow that originally came down from the top, plus the ice on the ground, all went to the mouth of the bottle!

Seeing that she was uncontrollably sucked by the treasure bottle, the centipede had a chance to win.

"Hahaha, little disciple, your path of cultivating immortals is now broken by me!"

At a distance of less than five meters from the Demon Cultivator, Feng Qianqian's hands shook the ground.

Can't wait, it's now!

Feng Qianqian mobilized the spiritual power of her whole body, pinched the trick with one hand, and pressed it on the ice wall with the other.

Moment! Dozens of wooden vines grew from the soles of the demon cultivator's feet, trying to trap his movements.

Wu Si was almost amused by her, and he didn't care that she was an ice spirit root, how could she make a wood vine.

easily dodged and continued to laugh, "What are these little flowers and grasses for?" ”

At this time, Feng Qianqian was close enough to him, and just as his feet were about to hit the ground, a two-meter-high ice spike sprouted from the underground ice under his feet.

The range is enough to trap five people! Each spike is slightly towards the center to deal maximum damage!

Feng Qianqian took advantage of the gap and pinched her hands again.

Above his head, there were ice arrows in all directions!

At great speed, it fell like a centipede in all directions, blocking his movements.

Demon Xiu was horrified in his heart.

There were all attacks all around, and Cendipede couldn't escape, so he hurriedly sacrificed his defensive magic weapon to resist the sharp ice spikes under his feet.

But the attacks above his head and around him could not be dodged, piercing his body one by one.

Feng Qianqian didn't stop for a moment, stepping on the ice spikes, using his strength to resist the suction of the treasure bottle and separate the distance.