The light in the sky looks like it is coming, but in fact there is still a long distance,

Taking advantage of this time, Weishan found a nameless river,

Fan Sul Ding Bao and the two of them just followed him in a daze,

Only Yang Baibai glanced at the small river, and said dejectedly: "Master, are we going to feed the fish?" ”

"It's survival, not death!" Wei Shan sighed,

Even during this time, with the help of the "Starlight Forging Body Method", he improved his physique a little, but for that "Donglai Fu Sword Method", it is estimated that there is still not much improvement.

Time, it's really still too short.

He just thinks that he is going to die anyway, so why not fight it?

At least, die with a sword, die with a fight,

It's also romantic!

Fan Su'er watched Wei Shan suddenly pull out a bunch of spirit runes, and understood a little in his heart, and after muttering for a while, he also took out the storage bag on his waist,

A bunch of elixirs were put into Wei Shan's hands,

Most of them are second-grade elixirs, and a few even have third-grade elixirs.

"It's all healing solid elixir, if you want to fight, just take them now, save it from waste!"

Fan Su'er sighed, although she was not optimistic about Wei Shan's move, she didn't have too much confidence.

The aftermath of the Yuanying-level attack, from the energy level, is not something they can resist.

People are dying and their words are good, and she doesn't mind giving more help,

"Subordinate here...... There is nothing else, only these three products of the Violent Body Pill, which are still suitable! Ding Bao also took out a pill and put it in Wei Shan's palm.

"It can increase the physique by three times, and after the effect of the medicine has passed, you will be unable to move for three days, and if there is no one to help, you can basically only wait for death."

It's also a life-fighting thing, Wei Shan glanced at Ding Bao, and felt that what an honest person is not easy to mess with,

This person doesn't say a word on weekdays, but when something happens, it's a god-worshipping method and a violent body pill.

He's a ruthless man.

Yang opened his mouth on the side during the day, but in the end he didn't let out the fart.

Don't look at his usual small mouth, but when something happens, he is dumbfounded. Wei Shan also understands that if he has enough to rely on in his heart, why bother to speak.

Wei Shan threw him a lot of spiritual runes, and told him to stimulate them step by step according to his instructions.

In the heavenly firmament, the broken streamer has become many times larger,

From the original pediatric arm, expanded to the thickness of the adult waist,

In the air, there was a strange wave and beeping sound,

A burst of extremely oppressive aura had already spread around him, and the beasts, insects, and even birds in the nearby mountains and forests were running away in all directions like crazy.

Wei Shan and the others didn't move, waiting silently in place,

Even if you have to fight, the power of the Qi cultivator is the brilliant fragrance in an instant,

Now that the streamer has not fallen, they naturally will not release it immediately, the last way to fight for their lives.

A few people just stood in vain, watching the streamer in the sky that decided everyone's lives fall,

Except for the sound of beasts running, for a while, it was terrifyingly quiet.

They were shrouded in a large amount of light emitted by the streamer, as if in a deep nightmare,

"Weishan!"

Fan Su'er suddenly called Wei Shan,

When he turned his head, he suddenly felt a warm and soft feeling on his mouth.

Even, there is a dexterous little tongue that burrowed into his mouth,

After a long time, he silently retreated,

It was Fan Su'er, there was not much affection in her eyes when she looked at Wei Shan, just with a little cheerfulness,

"It's done, I've tasted a man!"

patting Wei Shan's shoulder, she walked to the side flutteringly, and the whole person looked extremely happy.

Wei Shan touched his mouth, feeling a little incredulous,

Although in the past, Fan Suer has been in the county government, wandering around various talented protégés, but at most it is to meet and show his elegant demeanor and kindness in nephrite.

Those protégés don't talk about their hands, even the mud on the soles of their feet may not be able to touch,

Now it's a throw-away......

Wei Shan glanced at the streamer above his head,

Now it has swelled to the width of several people standing side by side, with a scorching light and heat,

He smiled bitterly, this red powder taste is too short-lived.

But then, Wei Shan's gaze was twice as sharp as a light in the distance, which completely attracted the past.

Even at such a moment, there are still people who go against the grain!

One of them carried a giant sword as wide as a man's shoulder, and flew staggeringly, as if he had been drunk.

But he still rose to the challenge, and his body was sprinkled with scorching brilliance, like a god descending to earth,

"Brother Jindan?!" Fan Su'er exclaimed, as if she didn't expect such a change.

"Can you live?" Yang was in good spirits on the side,

"Not necessarily, even if it's just the aftermath of a Yuanying-level attack, it may not be able to be blocked by Monk Jindan, let alone ...... Even if we block it, we may not be able to withstand it......"

The aftermath of the aftermath may not be able to be borne by them.

Yang Baibai thought for a while, suddenly sighed, took out a small hoe, and began to decisively dig his grave on the side, with a sad face, as if he had seen the situation of the next life.

Wei Shan pursed his lips, not caring much about this idiot.

In a desperate situation, someone caught up and took on this desperate streamer for everyone.

Some people dig graves in despair, some people steal a moment of pleasure while people are unprepared,

Others remained silent, as if they were already dead.

And Weishan is silently preparing,

In the sky, the man carrying the giant sword, the moment he intersected with the streamer,

The giant sword slashed out with a bang, as if dancing against the heavenly father,

The roaring sound sounded above the heads of Wei Shan and the others, and the originally pure white streamer instantly turned into a red light cluster, constantly struggling in the air, and constantly expanding.

Eventually, the light engulfed the monk, and only a few figures could faintly emerge from within.

The figure is still waving, as if making a final struggle,

And the light cluster also continued to grow, until it covered most of the sky, and suddenly heard a crisp sound.

"Po ......"

The crimson skin was torn open in an instant, turning into a little star, and inside was the immeasurable power of wind and fire, sweeping away in all directions, with extremely violent power.

The Jindan monk wielding the giant sword, holding a scarlet remnant sword in his hand, fell down from the sky,

Wei Shan's eyes lit up, and the few spirit runes in his hand were also activated.

"Yang Bai, don't be in a hurry to bury yourself first, activate those spirit runes for me!"

He snorted coldly, and a violent cloud and rain were already wrapped around him.

Seeing this, Yang Bai, who had already buried half of himself, also took out those spirit runes from his arms, activated them one by one, and turned them into inexplicable forces, attracting the flow of water in the small river on the side.

For a while, the water volume of the river decreased greatly, and the rising water mist shrouded Wei Shan and the others around.

Wei Shan, on the other hand, took out the second-grade long spirit sword and prepared to perform a sword move.

"Master, take this! The Sanpin Spirit Sword Shanlan was obtained by accident in a barren mountain. Seeing this, Yang Bai smiled bitterly, and then took out a spirit sword.

It has a water spirit on it, obviously the grade is quite high, Wei Shan took a look, but it was a three-grade water spirit sword,

Obviously, this is his hidden family background!

Maybe it's also a coffin......

Inside the spirit sword, Yang Bai's spiritual power had already dissipated, and as soon as he practiced a little, he was like a finger in his arm.

Wei Shan drew his sword to the sky, concentrating, and calming down.

Donglai Fu Sword Technique,

Sword up!