Qingteng tightly wrapped around him, and dense spikes emerged from Qingteng and pierced into his skin, pulling him towards the direction of the stone spirit.

The old man couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene, and then sank violently. This pock-faced monk is really not simple, first use the power of thunder to strangle the second child, and then concentrate all his strength to kill him.

But at this time, he had no way to rescue, and a mid-level and intermediate-level talisman ice rain technique stumbled his steps, making him unable to distract. He was also secretly angry in his heart, the talisman of the Ice Rain Technique was very rare, how could there be one on this person?

Before he followed a man and a woman, he had already checked the Yun family's monks, forces, and relationships, and there was no existence that matched this person.

Could it be that this person was a disciple secretly cultivated by the Yun Family's Jindan Ancestor?

Just as the old man was thinking wildly, Han Yu stared coldly at the second child who was being pulled, and he would never feel at ease if he didn't see him die with his own eyes.

The second child also felt the crisis of life and death, and his face was hideous, and he bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of essence blood spurted out.

Suddenly, a gray-white light flashed on his body, and after the vines came into contact, there was also a white light on it, and a piece of green vine suddenly fell to the ground.

Han Yu hurriedly looked at it, and the green vine was actually petrified! He hurriedly communicated with the vine and asked it to let go of the second child and use other means to deal with it. In this dangerous Qingyang Mountain Range, Qingteng is very large, and he is reluctant to let Qingteng be damaged.

At this moment, a faint green light appeared on the green vine, and the white light kept fighting, and the cyan light actually suppressed some gray light slightly, and Han Yu was overjoyed all of a sudden.

Qingteng resisted and dragged at the same time, and the second child was terrified!

At this moment, he suddenly saw a darkness in front of him, and he was dragged in front of Shi Ling.

Shi Ling's stone arm was suspended, and he immediately felt an invisible force controlling him. And Qingteng let go of the restraints, and the stone monster still smashed towards him with a bloody fist.

The second child hurriedly used his divine thoughts to solidify the gray mist into a gray shield and block it in front of him!

"Bang"

Only a dull sound was heard, and the gray shield actually resisted the blow of the stone spirit.

But the second child's face is still pale, can the gray shield withstand one attack of the monster, can it withstand hundreds of thousands of attacks?

He had already regretted it in his heart, if the third child hadn't died, they would never have fallen into such a fate.

If the third child is still there, you can go with them to lead the stone monster, so that the fifth child can pick the elixir smoothly, and it will never be so embarrassing.

If the third child is still there, the fifth child can give a helping hand if he is in danger, as long as the fifth child does not die, the fourth child will not die, and the fourth child will not die, then...

Seeing the monster in front of him thrashing the gray shield all at once, these strange thoughts suddenly flashed through the second child's mind. He suddenly remembered the pleading gaze of the third child....

Boom.

There was another muffled sound, and a tiny crack appeared in the gray shield.

The second child hurriedly threw the guilty thoughts out of his mind and thought hard about how to escape.

By the way, there are still a few dozen beginner-level talismans in the storage bag, so you can always live a few more seconds when you take them out.

The second child didn't think of a good way, and suddenly remembered that there were still some low-level talismans left in the storage bag. The coercion of this stone spirit made him unable to move, but his hand could still barely move. Take it out and hold on for a few more breaths, maybe there will be a turnaround!

He thought to himself, and tried to put his hand on his waist, only to find that the hanging storage bag was gone.

What about storage bags?

The second child was shocked, and touched it a few times without giving up, but it was still empty.

The second child quickly recalled, and hurriedly turned his head to look over.

Qing Teng had already come to the side of the pock-faced monk and handed over a pale cyan storage bag.

He's exactly what he's in the bag!

"Bang Bang Bang"

Three more punches fell, and three or four cracks had appeared on the gray shield. Every time the monster fist is swung with a fist, the shield will always tremble slightly, and the cracks will increase again.

The predictable time of death was tormenting to the mind, and the monk was certainly not surprised.

If Shi Ling had punched his head in the first place, he might not have been so frightened. But now he could only watch as the cracks in the gray shield slowly increased, but he couldn't stop it, this feeling was about to torture him crazy.

"Boss, save me!" Seeing that the cracks in the gray shield were like smashed eggshells, the second child let out a beast-like roar before dying.

When the old man heard the shout, he gritted his teeth and wanted to take out a life-saving talisman from his body, wanting to escape at the last moment.

When Han Yu heard this roar, he saw the old man move again, and thought that he was going to use some sharp attack again, so he hurriedly threw the only remaining Ice Rain Talisman on his body.

The old man's pressure suddenly doubled, and he could only infuse mana into the defensive talisman while resisting the ice and rain, and he was already thinking about using that trick in his heart.

"Bang.."

The gray shield was shattered into pieces and scattered to the ground under the continuous hammer blows of the stone spirit, and he watched in horror as the stone monster raised its fist, which continued to grow larger in its pupils.

Who is this pock-faced monk, who can control the stone monsters in the medicine garden, could it be that he is Master Bai's personal disciple?

It should only be this possibility, otherwise how could he sneak into the cave without a sound....

In the last seconds of his life, the second child was struggling with this question in his mind.

Boom...

The stone fist smashed on the second child's skull, like a bursting watermelon, and the red and white things splashed all over the ground.

.....

Han Yu saw that the second child's head was blown up, and he inevitably felt a little pity in his heart. The soul of the foundation building period is the best material for refining puppets, and two of them were wasted in a row, which made the heart of the person who had been careful with his calculations slightly heartbroken.

But this feeling was quickly thrown out of his mind, and he took the Qingluo knife in his hand, and with a slight touch of his fingers, more than a dozen wind blades swept towards the old man extremely quickly.

"Fellow Daoist, if you are willing to spare my life, I will give you a generous gift! Fellow Daoist, you are now at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, and you must be exploring a way to break through the middle stage, right? Not an old man boasting, I have more than a dozen ways to let Daoist friends break through to the middle stage of foundation building!" The old man saw that the situation was extremely unfavorable to him, and opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

The corners of Han Yu's mouth lifted slightly, but he ignored him at all, treating him as air.

"Fellow Daoist, I also know the whereabouts of a few knotted spirit objects. If you don't worry about me, I can make a heavenly oath and devote myself to serving from now on!" Seeing that Han Yu ignored him, the old man immediately increased his chips.

But Han Yu was still unmoved, the spell was used more quickly, and with a slight finger, dozens of wind blades whistled away.

When the old man saw that he had not responded to the continuous begging for mercy, he did not want to waste his tongue.

Of course, he was not a servant, but just wanted to buy a respite from the stormy attack. But I didn't think that this pockmark didn't even want to say a word, he had already thought about the plan and failed before it started.

Seeing the old man's resentful eyes, a smile rose at the corner of Han Yu's mouth, and he threw the wind blade and ice pick at the old man.

This old man is as cunning as a fox, treacherous as a ghost, and he can do it in the face of his brother for more than ten years, and he won't even believe half a word when such a ruthless character comes out of his mouth.

Not to mention that the bait he threw was to break through the middle stage and try to form a pill, even if he said that he knew how to condense the Yuan Baby, he wouldn't believe it.

Han Yu looked relaxed on the surface, but the string in his mind collapsed tightly. He had already let the ant puppet lie behind him, dividing a divine sense, even if he used his fingers behind the back of his hand, he could detect it.

The old man looked at the endless flow of spells, and he hated it in his heart!

He only had a very rare attack talisman on his body, which was spotted by the pock-faced monk on the opposite side of the sneak attack just now, and he used a defensive talisman and a top-level defensive magic weapon to block it.

He saw that the body of the second child was still being beaten by the stone monster, but he knew very well in his heart that if that monster came, his hope of escape would be even more slim.

There was no time for him to hesitate, and the old man threw out the pale green defensive talisman.

A dark green curtain of light blocked the old man's body, and countless spells hit it, causing ripples.

The old man freed his hand, took out a white jade bottle from the storage bag, and drank the foul-smelling liquid.

After a while, the old man vomited violently.

A strange two-headed snake slowly swam out.