Repeatedly, Brother Padang felt even more restless, and from time to time some strange images appeared in his mind. These pictures cannot be described, only imaginable, and in the end, they make him irritable and unbearable, and make him angry and bloody.

He forcibly resisted this sense of irritability, and the beating of the drum and flute was a little changed, and the flute sound appeared in various tones, causing the big snake to be frantic in the formation, rubbing the white wall for a while, rolling the stone pavilion for a while, bumping around, and swimming in all directions.

After being dragged and disturbed by the tiger head Jiao for many times, Brother Badong was still unable to concentrate on breaking the formation, and after holding up in the formation for a long time, the more blurry incense was put by Liu Xiaolou, the more red his eyes became, the breath became heavier and heavier, and the picture that appeared in his mind became more and more weird, and he didn't know if it was really illusory, everything in his eyes was a little hazy and psychedelic.

Is this phantom array so domineering?

The tiger head Jiao glared angrily again, waved his arms and rushed in, and in the battle with the big snake, the big array was in a mess, and even the small snake cave building was also shattered.

The snake cave collapsed, and a group of snakes danced wildly, competing to gush out, revealing the remnants of the nest behind the snake cave, and several snake eggs were found in the remnant nest. Brother Padang was immediately hooked by these snake eggs and felt as uncomfortable as if he were on fire, and with a finger of the snake eggs, Zhenyuan frantically gushed out, and several snake eggs suddenly detonated, lifting the entire courtyard into the sky.

The vision changed, and he returned to the Lishui River, but it was the full force of the Badong monk just now, which finally made Liu Xiaolou unable to support it anymore, and the Linyuan Xuanshi Formation was broken, and the array flew back into his sleeve with a whimper.

When the formation was broken in the face of the enemy's battle, the damage suffered was not comparable to the depletion of the true element, especially the last blow when facing the Badong monk's finger explosion snake egg, Liu Xiaolou suddenly burst out with a blood arrow, and the Yin Sutra that was being cultivated was the first to bear the brunt, and he was injured on the spot, and all the acupuncture points were washed to pieces.

Brother Padang was also uncomfortable, he was trapped in the formation for a long time, and he didn't know how much he had inhaled the blurred incense and how many strange visions he had been affected by.

In addition to the mental state, the true yuan is not smooth, Xuan Zhensuo covers more than 100 acupuncture points, there is fire that cannot be vented, so that the hard wound forced out of the abdomen - a mountain rises under the crotch, and he wants to go to the sky!

In such a state, I was so irritable that I just wanted to quickly solve the enemy in front of me, bring the surname Su back, and then find a place to vent my fire.

Seeing that Liu Xiaolou was seriously injured and fell to the ground, Brother Badong forcibly suppressed his almost frantic heart, tuned according to the control, and commanded the phantom of the big snake that was already a little disobedient to roll Liu Xiaolou, no matter what, he was completely solved first.

Tiger Head Jiao rushed up again, desperately stopped in front of Liu Xiaolou, now it is the last moment, it is impossible to leave any back, he flew out of his sleeve a rune paper, the rune paper burned with a bang, the flames wrapped around his arms, forming two red iron rods, on this iron rod, Zihui is faintly visible.

The Jiao family's unique way to save their lives: Fu Huo Purple Wing Technique!

This talisman is not easy to refine, it takes three years to become a talisman, you can add flame Zihui to your arms, it has the effect of burning the meridians in the air, and the arms are blessed with this talisman, and the power of refining the body immediately increases by three to fifty percent, and it can cross the border to challenge high-level monks, which was created by an ancestor of the Jiao family who worshiped the inner door of the Qingyu Sect three hundred years ago, thus laying the foundation of the Jiao family's cultivation family.

As soon as the Fu Huo Purple Wing came out, he suddenly hit Brother Badong by surprise, and several meridians in his body were suddenly burned, so painful that his soul was almost out of his body.

This guy is also a ruthless man, after being injured, he did not retreat but advanced, the phantom of the big snake wrapped the tiger head Jiao, let the purple wings of the fire burn, and held the flute to his lips, and blew the sound of the flute for the first time since the fight.

Broken sound! It seems to hear its voice but not hear the real sound.

The phantom of the big snake exploded with the sound, and the tiger's head flew in response to the sound of black billowing smoke and dust.

This is already the way that the Badong monk killed 3,000 enemies and damaged 800 of himself, and the phantom of this big snake that blew himself up had to be reraised for two to three years before it could be recovered.

At this moment, Brother Badong's Zu Shaoyang meridian was paralyzed for a while, and immediately caused half of his body to freeze, he was familiar with poison, and immediately knew that his meridians had been planted with a highly concealed poisonous Gu, which was suddenly triggered by his injury at this moment.

Oops, it was plotted, who poisoned himself?

He struggled to recall the scenes of the past few days that flashed through his mind quickly, fixed on a pair of hands—pulling his own......

"I'm your turtle son......" he cursed, suddenly realizing something strange in his lower body.

lowered his head and stared at his crotch in a daze, only to see Liu Xiaolou, whose mouth was full of blood, crawling under him at some point, holding a long sword that was no longer ordinary, and the tip of the sword was swallowing the sword.

This sword is thin, only three inches long, and it hangs softly......

Hanging where he stood with his head held high, he rolled up like a weak willow supporting the wind, and rolled up the words.

The inexplicable horror came straight up from the bottom of my heart, and I was covered in a cold sweat, and suddenly I realized that everything around me became extremely slow. He opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say a word, trying to dodge, but his body stiffened and couldn't move.

"I'm a turtle son......"

That is, in the blink of an eye, Liu Xiaolou vomited blood while pulling outward, and the soft sword was knotted like a grass stem, and then fell with a piece of flesh and blood.

This is the cover door of this Badong monk's snake cup, which was cut down by Liu Xiaolou with a sword, and he didn't see blood, but he saw a puff of black smoke spewing out, which was not only highly poisonous, but also the true yuan that he had cultivated for many years.

Liu Xiaolou had no strength to hold his breath, so he could only let the wisps of poisonous smoke spread into his ears, nose and throat, disperse into the meridians, and then fall into a coma.

The black smoke blew out, Brother Badong fell to the ground, and Xuan Zhensuo suddenly flew back to Liu Xiaolou's wrist and turned into a green tendon again.

The riverside suddenly fell silent, and the four of them lay on the ground, letting the cold wind blow. In the distance, on the east side of the mountain, the light and shadow are still strong, and from time to time there are rolling thunderstorms, and the purple gold swimming dragon is hovering the mountain, chasing and biting with several gods.

At a certain moment, the Purple Gold Dragon bit the head of a divine Jiao and bit it off on the spot, but at the same time, it was bitten by another divine Jiao, and the tragic roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The sound spread in all directions, alarming the unconscious tiger head Jiao by the river. Because of his body refining, his body was the strongest, and he was the first to wake up, and there was no wound on his body.

At this moment, he didn't care about the injury, struggled to get up, and staggered to Liu Xiaolou's side, no matter whether he was dead or alive, he dragged one of his legs away, staggering, step by step.

When passing by Brother Padong's side, Liu Xiaolou suddenly coughed, woke up in a daze, and reached out with difficulty to grab Brother Padong's body, never letting go.

Tiger Head Jiao had to stop and looked back at Liu Xiaolou: "Xiaolou ......"

Liu Xiaolou couldn't explain, but he tried to grope on the corpse of Brother Badong, groping around, feeling out a blanket, and pointing to the bone flute that fell next to him.

Tiger Head Jiao had no choice but to lean over and pick it up, stuffed it into Liu Xiaolou's hand, Liu Xiaolou grabbed the drum flute, and pointed to Su Jing over there.

Tiger Head Jiao then remembered that he used to grab one of Su Jing's legs, and then came back to grab one of Liu Xiaolou's legs, dragging the two of them out of here.

Against the cold wind, the tiger head Jiao walked towards the east one step deeper and shallower, and at dawn, he came to a forest more than ten miles away, and saw a dilapidated earthen house, which could not be supported, and dragged Liu Xiaolou and Su Jing in, and sat down.

After taking a breath, he heard Su Jing and Liu Xiaolou trembling when they heard their breathing, so they picked up a few dead branches of wood and lit a fire in the house.

With fire, there is warmth, Su Jing woke up first, followed by Liu Xiaolou, who didn't have the strength to speak, snuggled up to the bonfire to keep warm, and fought against the poisonous Qi in the meridians with all his might.