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There is no doubt that this is a stab in the gods.

Before Fu Long's move, the external body protection was really turbulent, and the outer robe also lit up, not defenseless, but still couldn't resist the aura of the "nothing is broken" of the Shen Shen Thorn, and was attacked by the foreign qi, injuring the meridians.

The blow was successful, but Chu Yan was very sober, knowing that there was still an insurmountable gap between the two, and at the moment she moved sideways like a ghost, avoiding Fu Long's counterattack, and quickly moved away, and when Fu Long finally breathed a sigh of relief, she was already a mile away, and the distance still had a tendency to pull away.

“**！”

Fu Long's face was pale, but he did not pursue. The whole body was really agitated, his face turned from blue to red, and then from red to white, and the injury was suppressed in several changes, and then there was a roar of anger...... In the roar, there were sharp ripples in the air, which instantly overflowed the space here and chased behind Chu Yan.

Theoretically, Monk Huandan could touch any corner within a radius of one mile by virtue of his own true evil. This range increases and decreases with the level of the monk's cultivation and understanding of the practice. At the peak of Fulong, the true evil could fill a two-mile radius, and now the cultivation is reduced, and the range of control has also shrunk by three percent, but among the beginner monks of Huandan, it is still a leader.

Chu Yan didn't expect him to recover so quickly after being stabbed by the gods. In the blink of an eye, the delicate body of the female cultivator trembled slightly, but a red light suddenly rose from the top door, just like a closed flower bud, at first it was only the size of a fist, but it grew in the wind, and in an instant, the flowers bloomed, and the crystal luster petals bloomed, pulling up seven red lights, falling in an arc, forming a circle of light to protect the body, and dissolving the ripples formed by the impact of the real evil......

"Soul Lotus ...... That's all you can do!"

Fu Long shouted in disgust, his whole body seemed to swell in a circle, and his iron fists collided in front of his chest, making a loud sound. Chu Yan had not yet escaped the scope of his True Evil Envelope, and at this time, he felt that the True Demon outside his body had become as sharp as a knife at the moment when his fists collided, and the Soul Lotus Body Protection Ghost Light had worn out sharply under this attack, and he couldn't see it.

This is Fu Long's usual way of fighting, which seems simple and simple on the outside, but in fact, he attacks the enemy with subtle changes of true evil. Only a guy like him, whose fighting consciousness is higher than his own cultivation, can control the true evil like an arm and make a finger and achieve all kinds of wonderful uses.

Chu Yan's face was pale, but she was quite calm, she knew that it would be difficult to get out of trouble for a while, so she urged the Qi Soul Fa Lotus to resist the impact of the true evil, and said in a deep voice: "Fu Long, the sect leader is dissatisfied with you, do you really want to apostatize!"

Fu Long is not in a hurry to attack, the influence of the Shen Shen Thorn is still there, he must first control the injury, and after recovering his anger, he sneered: "What about apostasy? As long as the Huangquan Secret Mansion is in hand, what kind of thing are you Smelling Fragrance Sect? A group of ** who come out to sell, let people take advantage of a few times and ask someone to work for you, do you really think you are the queen of the Holy Aunt?"

When Chu Yan heard that Yurong was frosted, she didn't say much, her slender hand trembled slightly, and a red veil shook open, flowing around her body like a mist...... A trace of qi flowed out of it, seeping into the phantom light of the body, and combining with the vitality of Chu Yan's body.

Seeing this, Fu Long reflexively covered his lower abdomen, but quickly let go again, and grinned his teeth and smiled: "Bailinghua Mangsha...... It's waiting for you here!"

In the next moment, he sat on his horse with a heavy waist, took a momentum, and soared in the air...... The true evil that permeated it seemed to have found another center, and it condensed and cohesively not far from Chu Yan, rubbing violently and causing a disturbing sound, and a faint outline took shape in the blink of an eye.

The nun saw that it was actually a colorful tiger, even though the outline was blurred, but it was quite charming, and when she shook her head and tail, it stirred the atmosphere, and it actually made a strong sound like a tiger's roar, which was shocking.

"Ten Transformational Martial Arts!"

Chu Yan knew that this was Fu Long's kung fu to press the bottom of the box, and he was entangled with You Gongquan that day, because it was the idea of group attack and siege, Fu Long kept this hand, but he didn't want to use it on her at this time......

Her heart throbbed. Although until this moment, she has not been defeated, and even took advantage of it. But she knows very well that the cultivation gap between the two sides is the idea of getting out as soon as possible from beginning to end, and as soon as the transformation of the tiger comes out, this idea can no longer be contained!

As soon as the tiger moves, the surrounding wind and clouds change color, and the real evil is surging like a tide. In this way, in terms of the change in the use of real evil, it has already entered the house, and the unnecessary loss is almost minimized, and a pounce is equivalent to the gathering of Fu Long's whole body strength, and the spirit is infused, and the target is naturally locked, Chu Yan has no other way except for hard blocking!

Chu Yan's arm trembled, the red gauze on her half-draped body fell, and the glowing light flickered, and it was clear that it was densely covered with thousands of qi on it, making its own rules, and it was not affected by the real turmoil of the outside world......

As soon as the shape-shifting tiger touched the red yarn, Fu Long, who was manipulating in the air, snorted. Regardless of the distance, the thousands of qi rays have already taken the rudiments of the divine thorn, and the light yì penetrates the true evil, and wants to send the poisonous power through the air.

He gritted his teeth violently, and the transformation of the tiger suddenly brightened, and a circle of light waves on the periphery almost condensed into substance, spreading sharply. The strong impact burst out, and Chu Yan, who was almost close to the tiger, exclaimed, and was swept away by this impact, and staggered backwards at the moment, her blood churning. Under this impact, the shape-shifting tiger, which had already been smaller for more than a circle, pounced again in the piercing roar, and the speed was three points faster than just now!

Fu Long and Chu Yan vomited blood at the same time...... The former was because of the forcible urging of the true evil attack, and was taken advantage of by the poisonous power of the qi, and then injured the meridians; while the latter was hit head-on by the tiger evil, and the protective body light formed by the Qi Soul Lotus was only slightly sharp, and it was torn, and the sharp true evil condensed into a blurred tiger claw, slapped between her chest and abdomen, and at the moment all the internal organs were displaced, and the vitality of the whole body was in a mess, and after falling heavily to the ground, she could only curl up and convulsions on the ground, and she was lucky not to faint.

Due to the chaos of vitality, the Qi Soul Lotus turned into a ray of light again, and it did not enter the top door, and it was absolutely impossible to use it for a while. As for the Bailinghua mangsha, it took off its hand, the red light was dim, and it slowly fell...... Halfway through, he grabbed it with one hand.

Fu Long stepped forward, his face was terrible, but he smiled. He looked down at the nun on the ground, stretched out his foot and stepped heavily on the nun's lower abdomen, and then crushed it with all his strength. Chu Yan made a thin **, Fu Long heard it, but he felt that it was beautiful.

He held the red yarn in front of his eyes and looked at it, because the nun placed the yarn close to his body, and at this time it was still contaminated with fragrance, which seduced people's souls. Fu Long couldn't help but take two deep breaths, quite enjoying, but his mouth sneered:

"Your strength in the Smelling Fragrance Sect is mediocre, but there are really a lot of treasures. It's a pity that I have already found out your details, you rely on this thing to fake the tiger's power, condensed into the so-called God Thorn, but the name is too real, it is okay to bluff people, but you can ignore the difference in strength, and delusional desire to win by leaping the ranks, it's just a pipe dream!"

Chu Yan was already bleak, so she only tried her best to curl up and grab Fu Long's ankle, but her hands were completely weak, and she couldn't say a word except for **......

Fu Long stared at her, and he exerted a lot of force under his feet, looking at the female cultivator humming in a low voice, his heart was so happy that he even forgot about the injuries on his body for the time being. But he still remembered something more important, and at that moment he bent down, snatched the storage ring from the nun from the hands of the Huhai Sanren, held it in front of his eyes, and laughed out loud.

The ridiculous sound continued, and he was suddenly startled and shouted, "What person, come out!"

Fulong Zhensha permeates the surrounding area, and every qiē creature enters this range, it must leave traces and perceive it. Previously, because he focused on Chu Yan, he ignored it, and when the situation eased, he couldn't hide it from him......

Faster than his voice was the disembodied attack next to him. However, although the tiger is powerful, the speed of the target is beyond common sense, and it only flashes a hundred feet away, and then it turns into a black line, straight into the cloud and mist void.

"What's that?"

Before the thought moved, Fu Long had already reacted, he backhanded a ban on the female cultivator, and a piece of iron Ruyi flew out of his sleeve, transformed into black light, wrapped him and flew into the sky, chasing him. He could see that although the creature that flew away was not a monk, it had a strong purpose, and he was afraid that someone was controlling it from behind. In this way, when he gets the news of Xuan Ling's introduction, there is a risk of leakage, how can he let it go lightly?

Fu Long flew away, and the mountain was temporarily quiet, only two curled bodies were exposed in the thin clouds. One is already getting cold, and the other is still twitching**.

When Yu Ci drove the mountain solitary, when he arrived here, he saw such a scene.

A small strategy to divert the tiger from the mountain temporarily lured Fu Long away, and Yu Ci took advantage of this gap to come to the place where the incident occurred. Walking next to Chu Yan, the female cultivator was still pressing her lower abdomen, and at this time, the ** sound had stopped, but it turned into a thin gasp, with a painful trill, which was pitiful.

As if feeling something, the nun raised her face with difficulty, and at this moment she looked at Yu Ci's face, and there was surprise in her bright eyes, followed by a flash of hope. She stretched out her hand, as if she had grabbed Fulong before, clasped Yu Ci's ankle, and there was a pleading on her face:

"Immortal Chief, save me!"

The nun's voice was as weak as a cat's. Yu Ci didn't speak, just stared at her, the light in her eyes flickering. At this time, in his heart, there was an extremely rare restless aura that hit the spirit platform, but it did not overwhelm his mind, and at a certain level, it even made his thinking clearer and clearer.

Therefore, he said in a deep voice: "If you make a show again, I can make a move for Fu Long." ”

There was a sudden silence in the air, ** or the sound of wheezing was silent, the female cultivator's pale face was a little distracted, and then she bit her lip flap with her teeth, and after a moment of hesitation, she responded softly: "Monk of the Dust Sect, do you also want to take advantage of the danger of others?"

Yu Ci smiled, but the restlessness in his heart became more and more turbulent: "Fu Long will be back soon, your time is running out." ”

Chu Yan closed her eyes and opened them again: "What does the Immortal Chief want?"

The more the day of suffering comes to an end, the more painful it becomes! I hope I didn't bring love to the book...... Well, probably not.

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