"Female doll?"

The old farmer smiled slightly, and said, "There are too many old immortals in your Daomen, and I don't know if it's appropriate for the old man to call you that?" He spoke in an extremely calm voice, as if he was joking with an old friend he knew.

Su Qianqian didn't talk nonsense with him, continued to be vigilant, and whispered to Luo Shiyao behind him: "The other party is at least a four-grade cultivator, I'll drag him, you run out for help." ”

How long can you drag on Sipin?

It's almost the same to die.

Luo Shiyao stuffed a Gu Yuan Dan into Su Qianqian's mouth.

Su Qianqian was obviously a little uncomfortable with this sudden feeding, subconsciously pursed his lips, and after smelling it as a healing medicine, he glanced at him and swallowed it.

Immediately afterwards, he also pasted a middle-level Xuanjia talisman and a Shenxing talisman for her.

I only heard the old farmer continue: "Although the task given by the above is only to kill the witch, but it will inevitably leak the news and attract the Daomen to seek revenge, and you are afraid that you will not be able to leave the female doll." ”

Wuzi?

Su Qianqian unconsciously glanced at Luo Shiyao next to him.

Although she had never seen the Wu Clan, the master had specially explained it.

Now that I think back to Luo Shiyao's perverted body, it is indeed very similar to the power of essence and blood that Master said.

I only heard the old farmer continue: "But you don't have to be afraid, the old man has always been a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, you might as well go home with the old man, and you can live a little longer." ”

This is the self-proclaimed orthodox god clan in the world?

Luo Shiyao clenched his fists quietly.

Su Qianqian's big eyes shrank, and his voice was cold: "What's your name?" ”

"Qingguo, the Great Priest of Jiannan Prefecture, Han Wuxuan." The old farmer's tone was calm.

"If I don't die today, he will take you on the head of a dog one day!" Su Qianqian said, slowly raised the spear, and the killing intent in his voice was like substance.

"Then I can't let you go."

Han Wuxuan raised one hand above his head, his palm held up a dark yellow circular formation, and as soon as he stepped out, the complex formation patterns flashed under his feet.

Luo Shiyao's eyes sank, and he said in his heart that the idea of delaying time seemed to be unworkable.

If you can't wait for Yu Zisu, you can only rely on yourself.

According to his agreement with Yu Zisu, she would leave the Imperial Golden Sect one day later than Luo Shiyao, that is, this morning.

So she should still be on the road now, and at a normal speed, she should be able to reach Qingling Valley before dark.

Luo Shiyao opened the cloud hairpin and tried to contact Yu Zisu, but there was still no spiritual power fluctuation.

The communication function of this hairpin comes from the transmission note, and the spiritual power signal of the transmission note cannot be transmitted, and this cloud hairpin naturally can't either.

The tracker is a spiritual signal sent by the holder of the talisman, and the tracker receives the signal and then feeds back the position, essentially relying on spiritual power to position.

Han Wuxuan closed the transmission of spiritual power from here to the outside world, and the cloud hairpin's communication function and tracking and positioning function were completely restricted!

Luo Shiyao frowned slightly, and quietly took out a messenger from the bag and ignited it...... After the spirit vein was repaired, I thought this thing was useless, but fortunately I didn't throw it away.

Han Wuxuan saw that Luo Shiyao had ordered a messenger talisman, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "It's really been many years since I've seen such a crude way of transmitting a message!"

Hehe, when your messenger reaches the Imperial Golden Sect, they will be able to catch up with you when they come to collect your body, and as for Yang Gong, someone will greet him. ”

This message was not originally sent to Yang Gong.

The messenger does not need to be driven by spiritual power, and naturally does not need spiritual power to transmit signals, so it can be transmitted.

However, as a backward way of communication, it also has its own drawbacks, that is, poor accuracy and slow speed.

The messenger relies on the smoke and smell after burning to transmit the signal, and whether it is fast or not depends on the mood of the wind, and Luo Shiyao did not think that it could immediately attract rescue.

Clicking on it now is more like giving Yu Zisu a signal, so that she can quickly lock her specific location after arriving around Qingling Valley.

Since it was a planned hunt, it was impossible not to arrange for the leader to take the elder, Luo Shiyao had already thought of this, but he still frowned and made a desperate and solemn expression.

"The old man's words seem to be a bit much!" Han Wuxuan's tone sank, and when he shook his hand, dozens of light blades flew out of the circular rune array, attacking Luo Shiyao and Su Qianqian.

It was said in "Wuji Cultivation Miscellaneous Talks - Protoss Chapter" that the Protoss does not cultivate spiritual power, does not refine physique, and is especially good at rune formations.

So their weakness should be in the flesh, afraid of close combat.

And that's where the Wu are forte.

The so-called warrior to the death, brave first!

Luo Shiyao jumped up directly, and with the help of the Xuanjia talisman on his body, he ran towards Han Wuxuan.

Seeing Luo Shiyao moving forward bravely, surprise flashed in Su Qianqian's eyes, and after being stunned for a moment, he followed closely with a silver gun in his hand and an electric tongue.

Seeing that he was approaching, there was a "bang", and Luo Shiyao stopped in response.

It's the same void barrier again.

Seeing the light blade attacking him, Su Qianqian hurriedly activated the qi machine and condensed a protection, but it was shattered by the light blade in just one breath.

It's a whole grade short, and it's completely impossible to fight.

After a few blades in his body, he found that everything was fine, and then he remembered the spirit talisman that Luo Shiyao had just pasted on himself.

"Mid-level Xuanjia Talisman?

Yes, but I'm afraid it won't last long. As Han Wuxuan spoke, he raised his hand again, and dozens of light blades attacked,

Luo Shiyao and Su Qian's clothes were quickly cut through several times, revealing the bloody wounds inside.

Su Qianqian hurriedly raised the silver spear to block left and right, but the light blade thrown out by Han Wuxuan was not only dense, but also extremely powerful, and before Luo Shiyao stepped forward, a light blade slashed at Su Qianqian's left shoulder.

Without the protection of the Xuanjia Fu, Su Qianqian's fifth-grade cultivation was how could he withstand the blow of the fourth-grade cultivator, and immediately snorted, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Shiyao hugged Su Qianqian, took advantage of the situation and gave her a Xuanjia talisman, and at the same time picked her up, jumped a few times, and flashed out of a safe distance.

Han Wuxuan stood still and didn't move, his hands kept throwing out the light blade, and he fought with ease.

Luo Shiyao was able to cross the grade and injure Jin Chan and Jin Ke before, all because there were many restrictions in the battle.

If he really relies on his ability, he has no chance of winning, and he may even be instantaneous.

The cultivation of the eighth rank of the Dao Sect was not enough to see in front of Han Wuxuan at all, but his body of the sixth-grade Thousand Force Witch, if he resisted the rain of blades, he might live a little longer than Su Qianqian.

"I'm fine."

Su Qianqian forcibly left Luo Shiyao's embrace, and dodged and blocked with Luo Shiyao.

Although the speed of the light blade of the fourth grade is extremely fast, the two of them can barely maneuver one or two with the power of the Divine Talisman and the Xuanjia Talisman.

A monk is not a warrior, and if he can't get close, he really has only courage left.

After circling for a long time, seeing that the Xuanjia talisman on their bodies was about to be broken again, Luo Shiyao immediately refilled another one for himself, went around to Su Qianqian, and pasted a new one for her.

Han Wuxuan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Old man, I want to see how many of these mid-level spirit runes you have." As he spoke, he stepped up his offensive.

Han Wuxuan's judgment has his reasoning, the middle-level spirit rune can only be refined above the fourth grade, the fourth grade can be refined in about ten days, and the third grade also takes three to five days, even if it is the second grade, only one or two can be made in a day.

With the addition of those two Divine Talismans, Han Wuxuan saw that Luo Shiyao had already posted six mid-level spirit runes.

Which monk of the fourth rank or above would be idle and bored, refining so many spirit runes for you?

Luo Shiyao's face was solemn, but his heart was unusually calm, and he said that he might disappoint you, I really have a lot, and you can't imagine the horror of money ability.

Yu Zisu naturally couldn't bear to draw so many talismans for Luo Shiyao, and what she gave Luo Shiyao was the inventory of the Colorful Sect, anyway, several immortal monarchs would supply it regularly.

Su Qianqian approached and whispered: "While this Xuanjia talisman is still useful, you can run out and call someone." ”

Luo Shiyao smiled bitterly, and said in his heart, how could he look at him with a fourth grade and let us run.

"I'm hand-to-hand, and you're waiting for an opportunity to stab him."

After speaking, he ran towards Han Wuxuan again.