It was the effect of the Heavenly Fire Bird's domineering fire.

"Channeling with fighting spirit, and incorporating this medicinal effect into the lower abdomen." Luo Yu took a deep breath and slammed his palm on Yun Jitian's lower abdomen.

Immediately, the internal force penetrated through and shook the menacing aura of ice internal wounds.

"Okay." At the same time, Feng Wuxin and Yan Fei behind him responded in unison and quickly took over.

"Yu ......" Yun Jitian frowned and looked down.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, you are the most important." Luo Yu held up a smiling face and held Yun Jitian's hand tightly.

Although her internal injuries are serious, they are definitely not as serious as Yun Jitian, she doesn't matter.

Yun Jitian glanced at Luo Yu when he heard this, but he didn't speak, only clenched the hand that was holding each other.

The starry sky is bright, and the stars are comparable in the sky.

"Whoa, whoa......" Just under this group of stars, the cloud-swallowing Pixiu was beaten by Xiao Yin in mid-air and screamed, but it couldn't get rid of Xiao Yin riding on top of its head.

The pan sledgehammer was waved high, and the thud that smashed on the top of the head of the cloud-swallowing Pixiu could be heard clearly under the silent night sky.

Bang, Swallowing Cloud Pixiu lifted a big bag on his head.

Bumped, the cloud-swallowing Pixiu was beaten and staggered, crumbling in mid-air.

Bang bang and the pan flies.

The big bags on the top of the head of the Swallowing Cloud Pixiu bloomed one after another, becoming the concave and convex bun on the top of the head of the Chinese Bodhisattva sculpture, which was extremely uneven.

The angry little silver and silver hair exploded, and the little grab held the pan like a wheel, snapping.

Call you arrogant, call you cool.

Call you vicious, let you beat people indiscriminately.

There are still wicked people who grind, let's see who is the worst today.

Xiao Yin, that's a little arm round, hit.

Swallowing Cloud Pixiu was covered in iron and bronze bones, and when he met the Purple Venerable King, two or three of them couldn't move it at all, and they couldn't damage it in the slightest.

But this ethereal weapon, this amethyst......

Woo, how did it meet such a killing god?

Ouch, there was another pan above his head, and he couldn't support it anymore with a shout, and he fell to the ground top-heavy.

Its internal breath was all broken up by the pan of small silver.