Especially after the black-faced old man was violently entangled, the snake's reaction was even slower.

If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't be killed, I'm afraid Uncle Feng would have killed it countless times.

The old man was forced to retreat step by step, and a fine and dense cold sweat broke out on his face.

Why is this man getting bigger and more violent, and why hasn't he had poisonous hair yet?

Although he entered the realm of transcendence, he relied on pills to ascend.

His physical fitness is stronger than Meng, but he can't stand it, his martial arts and body skills are rotten.

If it weren't for his full aura, relying on his cultivation to be more than fierce, and outputting his aura, I'm afraid he would have been defeated a long time ago.

As time passed, an anxious look appeared on the face of the black-faced old man.

Finally, the old man asked with some indignation, "Why aren't you poisoned?"

In response to him, he was hit with a fierce knife, which he didn't dodge because of distraction, and slashed at his arm.

"You're looking for death. ”

was cut on the arm, the old man was immediately furious, and he didn't intend to wait for the poison to be released, and roared:

"Stygian Claw"

As soon as his voice fell, a bright light flashed from the eagle claw in his hand, and a paw print appeared, whirring towards the fierce attack.

Zishu in the distance heard his shout and rolled his eyes.

This person definitely has a hole in his head, who has to roar before making a move?

Isn't this telling the opponent that I'm going to make a big move, so you hurry up and hide?

Sure enough, Meng quickly avoided his attack before it arrived.

After slashing him, he switched to attack.

And at this time, the old man was like being beaten with chicken blood, the nether paw prints, as if he didn't need spiritual power, and he beckoned towards him.

Dodge left and right, and look for opportunities to sneak attack from time to time.

Nether Claws slapped across the air, leaving countless ravines on the ground where the two of them passed.

As time passed, the spiritual power in Meng's body was a little insufficient, but the old man became more and more excited, and his black face began to flush abnormally.

If it goes on like this, it will be a little dangerous.

"I'll see how long you can hold out. ”

"Hmph, you think you can kill me if there are too many people?"

"Let me tell you, the powerhouses of the Transfiguration Realm are not so easy to kill. ”

"Oh, I forgot, you Qingyan now don't have anyone from the Transformation Realm. Hahahaha..."

When Fierce was fighting him, his feet kept moving.

At this time, Meng suddenly exerted his strength and roared: "Go die." ”

The big knife in his hand flashed a white light, and with an indescribable momentum, it pressed towards the old man.

The old man's originally arrogant face suddenly showed a touch of panic.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back from my feet.

This is the time.

The arrow in Zishu's hand suddenly left the string and shot towards the old man.

Ugin arrows shot out of the air, with the sound of whirring wind.

Seeing the Ugin arrow coming from the woods, the old man instinctively sensed the danger and wanted to hide to the side.

At this time, a very inconspicuous thorn under his feet suddenly changed, elongated and entangled his feet.

He was just about to break free, when suddenly the blood in his body boiled, and the aura was a little out of his control.

After a moment's delay, the Ugin Arrow was already approaching.

With a poof, Ugin's arrow landed in his arm.

At the last moment, he still dodged the key position.

Poof, another Ugin arrow flew and struck him in the shoulder.

"Die. ”

After the arrow, Ugin stepped forward quickly and stabbed him in the heart.

Poof, the old man's face was flushed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were round: "Impossible, how can you kill...."

He drew his long knife and kicked him to the ground.

The old man looked up at the sky and watched the white clouds drift by, and his consciousness began to blur.

His last consciousness was: how could he lose?

He's always had good luck, why is that?

As soon as he died, the four-legged flying snake floated into the air in a daze, and stopped attacking the wind.

Seeing this scene, Zishu and Xun walked out from behind the big tree.

In a few breaths, the body of the four-legged flying snake was slowly fading.

It didn't take long for it to dissipate between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the snake pattern on the center of the black-faced old man's eyebrows also disappeared.

Zishu saw the four-legged flying snake dissipate, and sensed the surroundings, as if the aura around him was many times richer.

Is this the return of the aura to heaven and earth?

As soon as the old man died, the wind ran towards the old man before the four-legged flying snake dissipated.

He squatted down very skillfully and began to touch the corpse.

"These bastards of the Hydra Department are really rich, what do you see I found?"

"Space bag, hahaha, see it, I finally got a space bag. ”

Feng stood up, shook the space bag in his hand, and said excitedly.

Hearing this, Zishu turned his head and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Uncle Feng." ”

Xun also walked over and said, "Congratulations to Uncle Feng." ”

"Yes, it seems that the adventure was worth it. This space bag alone is worth it. You're about to refine, look at what's in there?"

When Feng Wenyan heard this, he shook the space bag and said, "You don't want it, you killed people." ”

"I basically stay in the tribe, and I don't have much time to come out, so what am I doing with it?

Next year, it's just time for you to lead the team to trade. It's good to have this space bag. He waved his hand and said.

The wind's gaze turned to Zishu and Xun.

"I have space. Zishu patted the stove on his waist and said.

"I also have a space bag. Xun also patted the space bag on his body and said.

When Feng Wenyan heard this, both eyes smiled into a slit, and said with a smile: "Then I'm welcome." ”

As he spoke, he began to input spiritual power into the space bag.

As soon as the previous owner of the Space Bag dies, the imprint he left on the Space Bag will also dissipate.

After a while, the wind refined the space bag.

"Hey, this old boy is quite rich. ”

After he finished speaking, as soon as his right hand flipped over, a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

He opened the jade bottle, poured one out, looked down, his eyes lit up, and said, "This is the Qi and Blood Pill." Yes, Zishu, Xun, the cultivation of the two of you is just right. ”

After he finished speaking, he poured the pill into the jade bottle, and another jade bottle appeared with his left hand, raised his hand, and threw the two bottles of pills to Zishu and Xun on the opposite side.

Zishu raised his hand to take it, and looked down at the jade bottle in his hand, which was much more than the last time he snatched it from Santou.

"There must be at least four or five of them. ”

Zishu smiled and put the jade bottle into the space.

Xun saw Zishu put it away, hesitated slightly, and put it away.

"There are five in a bottle. It is also not known who he is for. ”

"In addition to these two bottles of elixir, there are a few other things, and I will fill them in the warehouse.

Some of the things in it are not bad, and I should be able to exchange some good things for the market next year. Wind explained.

"Well, you can just deal with it. He nodded sharply and said.

Unexpectedly harvested a bottle of Qi and Blood Pill, Zishu was in a good mood.

He walked towards the old man on the ground, bent down and took off the claw gloves that the old man was wearing.

"He's a good pair of gloves, it should be a second-class name. Feng glanced at the fist gloves in Zishu's hand and said.

"Uncle Feng's weapon is a fist glove, this is for you. Zishu raised his hand and handed it over.

Feng took a look at it, put it in the space bag, and said, "Although his material is better than the one in my hand, I am still used to using my gloves."

This pair of my second-class inscriptions is also second-class, so let's take this pair back and put it in the warehouse.

I remember that several of the warriors in the tribe also used fist gloves.

When the time comes, go back and see which of them is willing to exchange the beast core for it. ”

"Squeak Squeak"

At this moment, the little golden monkey ran back and stood on the branch, squeaking at Zishu.

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