Liu Wuya gave Lu Jiaojiao a look, the two nodded to each other, and retreated towards the way they came, at this moment, Wang Youwei suddenly shouted: "Who is hiding there sneaky? Get out of here." He suddenly sacrificed a lifelike cyan lotus flower, the cyan lotus bud bloomed, and the shape of the lotus seed could be clearly seen, and the spiritual light was shining, obviously a magic weapon.

The cyan light bloomed, the cyan lotus flower dripped, and the dense cyan flying needles flew out, shooting straight towards the location of Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao.

The cyan flying needle was extremely fast, and it instantly arrived in front of them.

Liu Wuya didn't dare to be careless, his right hand slashed towards the void, and a red sword qi more than ten zhang long flew out.

Thundered!

The red sword qi was pierced by the dense cyan flying needle, and a large area of blue sword qi flew out, defeating the attacking cyan flying needle.

"Liu Daoyou, it's you, help us quickly, kill them, after I go back, I will definitely say more good things for you in front of the master, if your contribution is great enough, it is also possible for the master to reward you with a knotted spirit object." ”

A purple-robed Taoist priest with a Chinese character face smiled happily and said loudly.

Lu Jiaojiao and Liu Wuya naturally heard the meaning of each other's words, they didn't help, if the purple-robed Taoist priest left the secret realm safely, adding fuel and vinegar, saying that they colluded with the Wang family to murder the monks of the Sanxiu Alliance, Qingyue Sanren would probably kill them on the spot.

They had seven foundation-building monks, and as long as one escaped, they could label Liu Wuya as a spy.

"That's right, as long as the two Daoists help, our Golden Daomen will be grateful. ”

A short and fat man in yellow robe said in a deep voice, the puppet beasts of the Wang family monks were too difficult, and they were no opponents at all.

Without waiting for Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao to answer, Wang Youwei and the four of them each released a second-order puppet beast and pounced on Lu Jiaojiao and Liu Wuya.

Two ape puppeteers armed with golden swords, a mantis puppeteer, and a centipede puppeteer.

At this point, Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao had no other choice but to be forced to fight, if they didn't want to be retaliated by the Wang family, they would kill Wang Youwei and the four, even if one of them ran away, after leaving the secret realm, they would also be retaliated by the Wang family.

They sacrificed their magic weapons one after another to face the four second-order puppet beasts.

The red long knife in Liu Wuya's hand slashed towards the void, the red light flashed, and in a sharp and piercing sound of breaking the air, a red knife qi more than ten zhang long flew out and slashed at the two ape puppets, only a "sonorous" muffled sound, leaving no scars.

Lu Jiaojiao's wrist flicked slightly, and a large piece of blue sword qi swept out from the blue flying sword in her hand, hitting the centipede puppet beast, also leaving no scars.

Wang Youwei frowned slightly, the number of enemies far exceeded them, the longer the delay, the more unfavorable it was for them, who knows if the other party has other hole cards.

With a flip of his palm, a green animal skin appeared in his hand, and there was a cyan flying knife pattern on the surface of the animal skin.

This is a talisman treasure, a congratulatory gift from Wang Qingling to him.

He planned to use the rune treasure to destroy this group of enemies as soon as possible.

"Oh no, Fu Bao! stop him. ”

The purple-robed Taoist exclaimed, turned over his hand and took out a light purple talisman seal, there was a small sword pattern on the surface of the talisman seal, which was also a talisman treasure, which was specially given to him by Qingyue Sanren as a means of pressing the bottom of the box.

Wang Youwei and the purple-robed Taoist priest injected mana into the rune treasure almost at the same time, and the rune treasure suddenly shone brightly.

Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao glanced at each other and nodded to each other, they knew very well that once Wang Youwei activated the rune treasure, it was them who died.

Liu Wuya's palm flipped, and a two-foot-long red short knife appeared in his hand, and the knife of the red short knife had some golden lines, and the glow was uncertain, exuding a burst of astonishing aura fluctuations.

This is a magic weapon prototype, they have been frugal for decades, and they have accumulated 280,000 spirit stones, and they bought this magic weapon prototype, which is also Liu Wuya's biggest hole card.

At this time, Wang Youwei and the purple-robed Taoist priest activated the talisman treasure one after another, and a cyan knife with an aura and a purple sword with a glittering spirit collided together.

There was an earth-shattering loud bang, and the blue and purple rays were blazing together, and a circle of qi waves visible to the naked eye erupted, and a powerful air wave lifted a large piece of land out, and countless gravel was swept into the air, filling the air with smoke and dust.

The red short knife in Liu Wuya's hand burst out with a dazzling red light, a large red flame appeared out of thin air, he slashed towards Wang Youwei's void, the red short knife flew out, and after a blur, it turned into a giant blade more than ten zhang long, and the knife body was wrapped in a layer of red flames, and the heat wave was amazing.

Before the Mighty Blade could be slashed, an astonishing wave of heat swept down, and the weeds on the ground quickly withered and spontaneously combusted without wind.

Wang Youwei was not in a hurry, he sacrificed a blue bead the size of an egg, and with a light touch of his finger, the blue bead shone brightly, and with a twist, a blue glow flew out, covering the four of them.

"Khooth!"

The Celestial Blade struck the blue glow, the fire flickering, and the blue glow intact.

"The prototype of a defensive magic weapon!"

Liu Wuya frowned slightly, after all, he was the descendant of the Qinglian Immortals, and it was not surprising that there was a prototype of a defensive magic weapon.

The five disciples of the Golden Dao Sect stood together, and the long knives in their hands slashed towards Wang Youwei one after another.

Five swords of different colors shot out, suddenly merged into one, and turned into a five-color giant blade more than fifty zhang long, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, slashing on the blue glow, the blue glow was intact, and the light was a little dim, but after Wang Youwei injected a large amount of mana, the blue glow suddenly brightened and became more and more condensed.

Wang Youwei took a deep breath, took out a white porcelain bottle, opened the porcelain bottle, and a pure aura floated out, which was diluted thousand-year-old spiritual milk.

He swallowed half a bottle of diluted thousand-year-old spirit milk, and his pale face quickly returned to ruddy, and his face turned red.

As soon as he raised his hand, a white light flew out, and it was a palm-sized white gourd, and when he punched into a spell, countless runes lit up on the surface of the white gourd, and his body instantly skyrocketed, exuding an astonishing aura fluctuation.

The sound of "snorting" sounded in the air, and more than a dozen white glittering flying knives flew out of the white gourd, split into two, and shot towards Liu Wuya and the purple-robed Taoist priest.

This is also a prototype of a magic weapon, what the Wang family lacks now is a high-level monk, the ten sons of Qinglian have a prototype of a magic weapon, Wang Youwei is a descendant of Wang Changsheng, the elders still take care of him, and there are a lot of prototypes of magic weapons on his body.

Liu Wuya was startled, and hurriedly controlled the red short knife, two white flying knives stopped the red short knife, and the five white flying knives went straight to Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao, and instantly arrived in front of Liu Wuya.

At this moment, Lu Jiaojiao suddenly rushed to the front of Liu Wuya, and the blue flying sword in her hand shone brightly, slashing at the attacking white flying knife.

"Husband, run. ”

Lu Jiaojiao's body was pierced by five white flying knives, and she died.

"Madame!"

Liu Wuya was grief-stricken, he didn't have time to grieve, he crushed a silver glittering rune, countless silver runes poured out, wrapping him, and the whole person turned into a silver rainbow and broke through the air, just a hundred zhang away in an instant.

On the other side, the purple-robed Taoist priest sacrificed a red animal skin that was a foot long, turned into thousands of red fire blades, struck at the white flying knife, and crushed a golden talisman seal, turning into a little golden light and disappearing.