Chapter 133: Plague and Weak Water

The body of Guiyun Water Pavilion comes and goes like the wind, and the 456 that is already in the Yuan Infant Stage is as fast as an eighteenth-level wind. She left a few beautiful disciples behind, and she arrived at the periphery of the Demon Suppression Tower in a few breaths!

"What people!"

"Return to Yunshui Pavilion, Wan Rongrong!"

"Elder Wan?" The two middle-aged monks glanced at each other, puzzled: "Now there are nearly ten years left before the handover of the Town Demon Tower, and the next tower guarding sect is Tianding Gate, Uncle Shi, you are here to ......."

Of course, Wan Rongrong can sneak into the Demon Town Tower unnoticed, but since she has thought about it, she will not keep her hand, and with Wan Haifeng's corpse as her hole card, it is even more justifiable, and she doesn't have to worry about Guiyun Water Pavilion backstabbing.

That, of course, is to enter from the main gate and kill openly!

Rong Ji and Xinghe don't even want to run! "A piece of ice heart" must have been colluded by the two of them to get it!

And that rhetorical lewd thief! A three-surnamed house slave with a green face and a shameless face!

"I have an apprentice who killed my senior brother in a frenzy, and then you invited the treasure egg Rong Ji of the Immortal Sect to hide him! So I'm here to ask for an explanation myself! ”

"Uncle Wan, don't worry, the Demon Suppression Tower can't afford to be lost, you go to Xiaozhu with Senior Brother Daoyan to rest for a while, and I'll call Rong Ji to ask him face to face!"

"What? Don't believe me? Or do you want to leave me out to dry up so that you can have time to harbor the rebels? ”

Wan Rongrong started a fire and did not spare people, although the Yuanying monks had their own eccentricities, but their temper cultivation was so poor that it was directly bad, and it was none other than Elder Wan.

"Uncle Wan misunderstood......"

"Get out of here!" Wan Rongrong's patience would never exceed three sentences, she kicked the two of them to the ground with her left and right feet, and the monks of the eighth layer of Jindan and the peak of Jindan didn't even have a chance to dodge in front of Yuan Ying.

"Rong Ji! Get the hell out of here! ”

Her voice, Rong Ji, who had frozen into an old popsicle, didn't listen, but Jiang Ying, who hadn't had time to wipe her sweat after finishing her work, had her hairs standing up!

No, this Wanrong is sick!

Jiang Ying scolded his mother in his heart, and kept testing his strength in his hands, and his left and right hands were not very obedient during the day, but now they seem to be more profitable...... If there is a fight at the peak of Jindan, then the yuan baby ......

It seems to be sent to death.

"What should I do?" Xinghe has a lot of secrets, and the idea is not at all, when it comes to the end, she always asks Jiang Ying what to do, she knows what to do!

She looked at Xinghe, and then she noticed that the ice crystals that were constantly falling on his body were already cold enough to be a snow machine?

She gently brushed off a few pieces and watched as the ice crystals rested in her palms.

No, not at all.

"I can't die, Rong Ji can't die, and you don't want to die!" Jiang Ying looked at the ice crystal and muttered, and then stared at the galaxy:

"You...... Is there a name for the hot spring you soaked? ”

Xinghe's eyebrows trembled uncontrollably twice, Jiang Ying looked at it in his eyes, and spit out three words with his lips:

"Wash, heart, pool!"

Xinghe lowered his head.

Jiang Ying sighed deeply, wanting to look at him like a dead man: "No wonder that madman is chasing after him, you really don't know whether to live or die." ”

"No, I...... I just don't want to give it to her, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I want to give it to you! But I don't know how to give, maybe...... Find the Sink and go back in! ”

"Have you read "Ten Thousand Plants Lingjian"?" Xinghe shook his head, and Jiang Ying remembered that it was written by Zhuang Haiping, and only the enlightenment of the disciples of He Shoufeng needed to be seen.

"All the eight-hundred-year-old spiritual cultivation heavenly materials must be used with the help of at least high-level container magic weapons. Because these spirit plants will gasp Yuanyang! You! Picked the flowers directly by hand? ”

"I ...... But it didn't suck my Yuanyang. ”

"Do you want to see what your face has turned blue? Say you're a thousand-year-old zombie on Kunlun Mountain...... No way! Jiang Ying was halfway through speaking, and suddenly thought of something!

It turns out that "a piece of ice heart" hits this idea - to occupy a body, let the owner of the body unconsciously die, and then it can ......

Looking at Xinghe's panicked expression, Jiang Ying calmed down and said, "Anyway, you can't die now, and you don't want to make Wanrong Rong get 'a piece of ice heart', right?" ”

As he spoke, Wan Rongrong had already walked over gracefully. She saw Jiang Ying protecting Xinghe behind her, and the funny appearance of the two of them as if they were facing a great enemy made her very happy.

"It's dying, why don't you come to the fairy sister and only protect that?!"

In fact, Jiang Ying's current look at Xinghe is equivalent to looking at a dead man, he has suffered a loss of no culture and was exploited by a spiritual plant, and he has three days to live at most.

It's just that if he dies, the corpse can't fall into the hands of Wan Rongrong!

Now that there is no Tengshuang as a "combat assistant", what other hole cards does Jiang Ying have to touch with the Yuan Infant Monk?

Those totems! The "blessing" of those divine beasts!

In this ice and snow, the safest thing is-

"Plague!"

It is worthy of being a divine beast, as long as the heart moves at will, there is no need for any formulas, fingers, or mental methods, and an ominous black qi emerges from the top of Jiang Ying's head, instantly turning into invisible!

Others see it as invisible, Jiang Ying looks at it as a black giant net with the word "disease" written on it, and various diseases are constantly floating on the Internet, which one Jiang Ying likes, which one will stay on the Internet!

"What's that?" Wan Rongrong felt bad, and took half a step back to prop up a transparent weak water barrier in front of him.

When Jiang Ying saw the soft barrier, his eyes lit up, and he turned to Xinghe and said, "If I say freezing, you will freeze!" ”

Xinghe followed her face, looked at the weak water in front of Wan Rongrong, and nodded.

Jiang Ying started in a flash, and went directly to Wan Rongrong, without a little fancy in his hand, and waved it at the air with something in his hand!

In an instant, Wan Rongrong felt that countless doom-like things had fallen down, and they had actually passed through the weak water!

"Are you sleeping with a man and sleeping stupid? The buoyancy of weak water is zero, everything will sink, use it as a shield, you should have died a long time ago! Jiang Ying watched as the "plague" really penetrated into the weak water, and quickly penetrated under the tremendous pressure.

Wan Rongrong, this is a customized virus for you, enjoy it!

"Frozen!" As soon as Jiang Ying's voice fell, Xinghe, who had been waiting for a long time, forcibly endured the fear of "weak water", and shot out a cold aura in his hand, which crossed with the sword that suddenly stabbed out of the weak water barrier!

The weak water sword pierced the placket and skin of Jiang Ying's chest, and there was a bloody and terrifying one!

Xinghe immediately shifted the target, pressing one hand on Jiang Ying's chest, he didn't have time to think about anything else, he would "refrigerate" Jiang Ying first!

In an instant, Jiang Ying understood what it meant to be "cold through the heart"! Suddenly there is a hard particle on the chest!

While falling backwards, Jiang Ying saw a small piece of ice flying out with blood.

Blood, and Ice...... Liquid and ice? The ice is obviously weak water, that isβ€”

The clotting point of weak water is higher than that of blood!

The moment he fell to the ground, Jiang Ying looked at Rong Ji who was lying peacefully in the Demon Tower.

There is salvation!