The little old woman cast a spell and conjured up a sand formation. The sand formation is dominated by sand and stones, and the sand and stones in the formation seem to be full of vitality, and it changes everything at will to prevent the people in the formation from coming out of the formation.

Wang Zhao couldn't help but sigh, this old woman's luck is really good, treasures are endless, unlike herself, the bright thorn in the eye of the Heavenly Dao.

The little old woman said: "I call it Yongyi, the way of heaven is unfair, I was born with five spiritual roots, and I have been unable to verify the avenue in my life." But I've had the privilege of having a treasure or two, and I've learned a strange puppet book. ”

"Since I can't verify the Dao, I'll find a few more puppets to keep me company!" she said.

Wang Zhao and Qing Song in the formation both fought with twelve points, and the two of them held swords to meet them and went against the wind.

Wang Zhao exerted a lot of strength at the beginning, but the sand and stones were divided at the touch of a button, and they were divided and combined, which was very difficult.

Once it is combined, it is invincible and domineering. But it can be separated at any time, and when the time comes, it can be combined to attack again.

All of a sudden, Wang Zhao and Qing Song had the upper hand, and the sand and stone in front of Wang Zhao were illusioned as a huge tooth eater, Wang Zhao and it were inseparable, and the sand and stone were divided again, and a thunder eagle was illusioned behind Wang Zhao, taking the opportunity to sneak attack.

Wang Zhao might as well for a while, but was scratched by the eagle claws made of sand, and the sharp eagle claws cut a huge hole in Wang Zhao's only magic robe, but fortunately, under the protection of the magic robe, Wang Zhao was not injured.

Wang Zhao remembered the huge amount of money he owed to the sect, and touched his scrapped magic robe again, and his heart ached.

She turned around and entangled with Thunder Eagle, this sand and stone scatter seemed to be weak and boneless, and the strength of the gathering was even gold.

Wang Zhao felt that the sand and stone felt like water, good as water, and the water was indisputable. To deal with this kind of soft and weak thing, we must not touch it hard, we must take advantage of the situation and follow the trend.

She's got a solution!

Wang Zhao continued to fight with the demon beast transformed by the sand and stone, and she inadvertently retreated, distancing herself from it.

Wang Zhao was already a foot away from the demon beast, she suddenly rose into the air, and used her sword to draw ice, and a large amount of ice aura kept pouring into the sword, and for a while, the ice qi in the sword was very heavy.

Within a few feet of Wang Zhao's body, it was so cold that it was bone-chilling, and the sand and gravel had frozen.

Wang Zhao took and demanded the aura, like flowing water, which was very smooth. This kind of talent is really rare but not sought, Wang Zhao seems to be a natural monk.

She swung her sword out and slammed it down on Thunderhawk's head.

As soon as the Thunderhawk's head parted, it was frozen in ice.

With the help of the ice flower, Wang Zhao's aura in her body became more vigorous, and she kept releasing the cold ice qi with her sword, and the flowing sand became less and less.

The overall situation has been decided, and this array will be broken. The little old woman withdrew the formation, and if this little girl fought again, I am afraid that her sand formation would not be able to be saved.

Wang Zhao and Qing Song came out of the sand formation and returned to the cave.

As soon as the little old woman used the method, she sent Qing Song into the Nine Turns Ice Jue Array again.

Wang Zhao couldn't see the little old woman who was hidden, and she said, "I'm leaving with this portable treasure." ”

The little old woman giggled again, and her scalp tingled when she heard it.

The little old woman said, "Little girl, you are my puppet, where are you going?"

Wang Zhao asked rhetorically, "Isn't the winner leaving?"

The little old woman let out another "giggle" laugh and said, "To choose a puppet, of course, you must choose the most intelligent and talented, and naturally you must choose the winner." ”

"That stinky man is poisonous and stupid, how could I choose him?" she said.