Babo guards the center of the formation.

Termite Mountain Lime Bamboo Forest can not be taken care of, fortunately, today's Lilin Bamboo has twenty or thirty years of bone age, and then the ancient cliff dwelling this second-order spiritual vein is being promoted to the third order, and the spiritual energy is abundant, so Lilin Bamboo no longer needs to water the spiritual spring every ten days and a half months, and the white phosphorus insects born in the soil are enough to feed the turkey chicken.

So.

He asked the second child and others not to have to take care of it.

For this reason, Fu Shiyi quietly retreated for nine months.

I saw Fu Shiyi sitting under the twenty-zhang tall rime forest bamboo, her face was calm and waveless, and suddenly she opened her eyes, and her right hand was quickly sealed like a butterfly wearing flowers.

Instantly.

A stream of true essence roared out of her body.

When Zhenyuan flew into the air and swept back, it was condensed into a sharp flying sword.

When it came to the front.

The speed of the flying sword slowed down suddenly, and it condensed together, and with a twist, it suddenly formed a circular sword and shield to protect Fu Shiyi's surroundings.

Fu Shiyi looked at the Heavenly Thunder Sword hanging in the air.

The formula has changed.

The Heavenly Thunder Sword galloped in a way that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

"Bang Bang Bang!!"

The invincible Heavenly Thunder Sword struck the sword and shield ten times before the sword and shield broke apart.

Fu Shiyi's calm face finally showed a smile: "Yes, this sword and shield can at least resist the three moves of the monks in the late stage of foundation building, and the sins suffered in the past few months have not been in vain." ”

Practice the Sword and Shield of the Body.

It took her two months at first.

Only then did he use the true yuan to condense a flying sword with both form and spirit.

After the flying sword was condensed, the difficulty was how to control it at will, one or two were okay, after hundreds or thousands, she couldn't cope with it, so at the beginning of the practice, she was pierced by countless knives by the flying sword condensed by her own true yuan, although it did not cause serious injuries, but it was stabbed into the body by countless flying swords for six consecutive months, and the taste was cold all over the body when I think about it now.

"With this body protection sword and shield, plus the green vine armor, even the strongest blow of the foundation building peak monk can withstand one or two. ”

Fu Shiyi put the Heavenly Thunder Sword into the storage bag and stretched.

Next.

She was going to refine twelve Heavenly Thunder Swords.

"Qingyuan Sword Technique" has a record that the flying sword made of Tianlei bamboo during the foundation building period can form a Da Geng sword array, this sword array is said to be infinitely powerful, but how it is, there is no detailed record in the book, only that it has a great relationship with the quality of the flying sword in the formation and the divine consciousness of the monk who controls the formation.

The Heavenly Thunder Sword needs to be refined from the Heavenly Thunder Sword.

But she only had a fourth-order Heavenly Thunder Bamboo in her hand.

She originally planned to use it to refine the natal magic weapon, but where to refine the third-order magic weapon was overkill, she was reluctant, unless the refining magic weapon could continuously improve the grade, but she had never heard of such a method.

"After leaving the customs, you have to ask the third grandfather about them. ”

Fu Shiyi put away the futon and was about to withdraw the formation, when she suddenly noticed that the surroundings suddenly became cold, and she couldn't be more familiar with this breath.

I remembered that Ba Bo mentioned that he had lost the fire cloud chicken here.

With an idea, she used the "Turtle Heart Formula" to the extreme, and in an instant, the aura around her body was invisible, and if she hadn't known it in advance, she wouldn't have noticed that there were still people here.

A cloudy wind blows.

A cloud of mist hovered silently above the bamboo forest.

The turkey chicken, which was pecking at the white phosphorus insects in the forest, raised its head vigilantly.

Can be half a pillar of incense after the past.

But the fog just waits quietly.

The fire cloud chicken withdrew its vigilance, and began to "squeak" and happily peck at the white phosphorus insects, and when it was full, it ran to the chicken nest under the wall and began to brew eggs.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

Fu Shiyi held his breath and stared.

As time passed, she finally began to notice the abnormality, because the fire cloud chicken that was squatting at the base of the wall not far from her was gone, it was one of the few roosters, and there was a red mark on its head that resembled a butterfly, Fu Shiyi thought that she was not paying attention, it ran to the rest of the place, but she searched back and forth in the forest, but found nothing.

Fu Shiyi was full of excitement.

"There are ghosts in this mist!"

After Fu Shiyi's divine sense advanced to the fifth layer of foundation building, he was one point stronger, equivalent to a peak foundation building monk, but how did the fire cloud rooster disappear, she didn't even notice it at all.

"What the hell is this?!"

Fu Shiyi pinched a leaf of an ancient tree picked from space between his middle finger and gently shook it over his eyes, while reciting the spell of "Wangqi Technique".

Her eyes flashed with inspiration.

Fu Shiyi first looked at the mist in the sky, but there was nothing in the mist, and he was puzzled, but he saw that there was a white line as thin as a hair in the mist, and the white line spread from the mist to the bamboo forest underground.

Follow the white line.

A black figure less than the size of a baby's fist leaped into view.

But seeing that the black shadow floated to the nest of a turkey chicken that was laying eggs, he exhaled softly, and the gas fell on the turkey chicken, and the turkey disappeared in an instant, and the white line connected with the black shadow seemed to have increased slightly, Fu Shiyi was dumbfounded.

The black shadow finished eating one.

As he turned around and was about to exhale at a flower-green turkey that had just slipped behind him.

Fu Shiyi saw its face clearly.

It turned out that the black shadow was just an invisibility cloak draped over her, but her body was a human face and a horse's body, and when she opened her mouth and exhaled, a pair of wings grew on the horse's back.

"It's a flying beast!!"

No wonder I noticed a familiar aura at the beginning.

This flying beast was originally a thing in the underworld, and the reason why it was able to act in the yang world was probably because of the mist suspended in the sky.

Fu Shiyi hesitated.

The flying beast swallowed thirty-five turkey chickens in a row.

Fu Shiyi was so distressed that he twitched, and quietly took out the flying placed in the space of knowing the sea, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and the next moment, the flying's neck that was about to beak the next turkey rooster was suddenly strangled by the flying sling, and the flying let out an exclamation and struggled hard, but the more it struggled, the tighter the flying sling became, and after a while, the flying rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, his legs twitched a few times, as if he was dead.

But the fog floating above did not dissipate.

Fu Shiyi made a move.

The invisibility cloak wrapped around it fell into her hand, and after a closer inspection, she found that this magic cloak was actually a quasi-magic weapon-level invisibility cloak, and her eyes lit up.

She smiled and looked at the flying beast lying on the ground.

Pinching the trick with one hand, silently reciting the incantation in his mouth, the iron rope imprisoned on the flying rope was much loosened in an instant, and the eyes of the flying dragon, which seemed to be dead, turned his eyes around, his neck became smaller in an instant, and his legs kicked back, and he could escape from the shackles of the flying rope in the next second.

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