Qin Xiaolin saw that Songwen was so cautious, his face was like ashes, he simply closed his eyes, and waited to be killed.

"Li Feiyu will die sooner or later!" Wu Jiuzhi had already walked under the giant tree, standing side by side with Songwen, and the smile on his face was still missing, making people can't believe that the vicious words just now actually came from his mouth.

When Qin Xiaolin heard this, he figured out that Li Feiyu was the same as him, just the prey of the two of them, he was relieved, but he was a little worried, and finally smiled bitterly, he couldn't protect himself, and he wanted to do that.

After the pine grain props up the shield, it does not move.

Wu Jiuzhi put the Tranquility Talisman on Qin Xiaolin's forehead, and when he lowered his head, he rolled his eyes again, and touched the storage bag on Qin Xiaolin's waist with his hand.

"Let's go." The pine pattern divine sense swept the storage bag handed over by Wu Jiuzhi, a little disappointed, and swept the dust, planning to take Qin Xiaolin to the branch base first, and then come to torture.

Songwen walked in front, and Wu Jiuzhi carried Qin Xiaolin to follow behind.

Wu Jiuzhi's body was thin and small, and Qin Xiaolin pressed on him, almost covering the whole person, but fortunately, the body of the Qi cultivator was more or less nourished by spiritual energy, and he could also travel easily.

"Huh?" Wu Jiuzhi lowered his head and found that the Songwen Daoist had stopped, a little puzzled.

"What kind of demon is this old boy?"

Wu Jiuzhi raised his head, but saw...

A strange green light floated in front of the Songwen Dao people, and suddenly, it fell on the top of Qin Xiaolin's head, not moving, but the light became more and more gorgeous.

"Smack", Wu Jiuzhi threw Qin Xiaolin on his back aside, propped up the shield, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly with his back against Songwen.

"Li Daoyou, come out." Songwen even pasted a few protective talismans on himself, and cheated.

All around was the chirping of cicadas and the rustle of the breeze through the leaves, and there was no one around.

Songwen used his divine sense to probe the surroundings again, but he didn't find the place where the person was hiding, and his heart was horizontal, regardless of whether it was Li Feiyu who was tracking, whether it was one person or several people, and as soon as he patted the storage bag with his hand, a talisman was suspended in front of him.

As soon as the talisman was instilled with aura, first the talisman body cracked a few small cracks, and then the talisman bloomed with a burst of dazzling white light, and finally turned into powder and floated into the air.

"Bang!" "Bang! "Bang"...

The shield on Songwen and Wu Jiuzhi's body was hit by something, and they made loud noises again and again.

The two of them were shocked, and could only see that the shield was getting weaker and weaker, and their eyes widened but they couldn't catch any figure.

It's weird!

The banging sound was still endless, and Songwen and Wu Jiuzhi didn't dare to hide their secrets anymore, and each took out a protective talisman to stimulate the perimeter.

Finally, with the last "bang", the shields of the two were not attacked again.

Pine Stripe faced the west and said, "Sure enough, it's you!" ”

Wu Jiuzhi looked along the line of sight of Songwen, and saw Li Feiyu standing more than ten zhang away with a person!

The person who was being held was actually Qin Xiaolin, who had been thrown by his side before!

Zhao Mu tore off the talisman on Qin Xiaolin's forehead, and then took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into Qin Xiaolin's mouth.

As soon as the elixir was ingested, Qin Xiaolin's body, which was weakened by the forbidden spirit liquid, regained some physical strength.

"It's dangerous here, you leave first." Zhao Mu gently put Qin Xiaolin down, remembered the strange talisman just now, and rushed towards the two of them again.

Qin Xiaolin was shocked, he couldn't help but open his mouth to be grateful, and when he saw that the figure of the big brother disappeared in front of him again, he knew that with his remaining mana, he couldn't help at all, so he fled from here as he said, leaving only a sentence

"Brother Li, be careful!"

These actions may seem like a lot, but they only happen in the light of light.

On the other side, Songwen and Wu Jiuzhi sacrificed their respective magic weapons, a dark shield, and a large yellow umbrella.

The shield of Songwen was full of aura, flying around his shield, like a high-grade defensive magic weapon!

Without the wealth and wealth of Songwen, and with this excellent defensive weapon, Wu Jiuzhi could only inject the spiritual energy into the handle of the umbrella, and the tip of the umbrella immediately spewed out red mist, and the mist spread out in all directions.

The surrounding trees and weeds make a "squeak" sound as soon as they touch the fog.

Zhao Mu stopped, and didn't want to use his body to fight hard with these two high-grade magic weapons, as soon as his right finger guided, a high-temperature Zhang'er Huojiao swooped down on Wu Jiuzhi, who was surrounded by mist, and with a flip of his left hand, a dark cloud of more than ten zhang immediately condensed above the heads of the two.

The fire Jiao was like a bamboo, rushing through the barrier of the red mist and hitting Wu Jiuzhi's shield, immediately causing the layers of shields to shatter one after another.

Wu Jiu pointed to see that there was only the last layer of protection left, cold sweat broke out, and he hurriedly put away the yellow umbrella, regardless of the mana consumption in his body, and increased the input, so that he could block this fire Jiao, but the person was hit by the impact of this fire Jiao on an ancient tree and fainted.

After Songwen saw Zhao Mu propping up the layer shield, he stood there and continued to cast spells on the dark clouds, and the dark clouds rolled, and at first glance it was a powerful spell.

Songwen was frightened, he didn't dare to let him cast a spell, and with another slap of the storage bag, more than a dozen silver needle-shaped magic weapons stood in front of him, and as he sprayed a large mouthful of essence blood on it, he pinched a piece of wood attribute spirit stone with one hand, and swung it with his spare left hand, and the needle-shaped magic weapon instantly hit Zhao Mu.

Zhao Mu was also a little surprised when he saw that this pine pattern was another high-grade magic weapon, and while speeding up the urging of the thunder decision, he dodged to avoid those silver needles.

The silver needle pierced behind Zhao Mu, and under the traction of Songwen's left hand, the needle was turned again, and it attacked Zhao Mu again.

Zhao Mu was distracted to dodge the silver needle, and as the last movement of his hand ended, the dark cloud finally condensed into a waist-thick lightning bolt that slashed straight towards the pine pattern.

Lightning struck the loose shield and the shield shattered!

Split on the shroud, the shroud melts!

Split on the pine tattoo body, the body is dead!

Without the support of mana, the silver needle fell to the ground.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the pine lines under the dark clouds had long disappeared, only leaving a large pit of five or six zhang where the lightning fell, and the soil in the pit was scorched black, and some were even directly vaporized by the lightning!

After successively performing the low-level and high-level Fire Snake Technique and the intermediate-level and mid-level Lightning Channeling Duel, half of the mana in Zhao Mu's body was also eliminated.

But fortunately, this wealthy Qingwen Daoist was finally solved.

Zhao Mu slowly let out a long breath, feeling that this battle was more difficult than fighting against the Qingyun Dao people who practiced qi at the eleventh layer.

If Qingyun didn't seek to kill the enemy with one blow that day, and held his own talisman treasure, and there were so many high-grade magic weapons, maybe the result would be really hard to say.

Picking up the silver needle on the ground, Zhao Mu thought that it was too important to have a suitable magic weapon and magic weapon in this immortal cultivation world.

"In the future, you still have to collect a lot, otherwise with this body and magic alone, something will happen sooner or later!"

Zhao Mu thought about it and shot another fire Jiao.

Huo Jiao was menacing, and it was about to end up in a coma in an instant, Wu Jiuzhi.

Suddenly, a red figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Jiuzhi.

"It's a little late." The man casually pinched the fire Jiao, and with a slight pinch, the Huo Jiao disappeared instantly.

He looked at Zhao Mu, and his majestic voice resounded in the sky: "Boy..."