This white light is extremely bright against the background of the endless darkness around it, and it even contains a wisp of greenness, which makes it even more murderous, giving people a sense of piercing all darkness and being unstoppable.

Luo Xiao was not in a hurry, he only stretched out his hand and shook it gently, and the incomparable white light did not enter his palm, like a mud cow entering the sea, and then ...... There is no then.

To put it bluntly, this seemingly awesome white light is a true element, although it is a true element that has condensed the power of the origin, but when it hits Luo Xiao's hand, it is no different from a column of water.

Luo Xiao's body fell, fell into the deep pit, his five fingers were like hooks, buckled the head of the person who sneaked up, and was about to pinch and explode, but he was suddenly stunned: "Little senior sister?!"

He was stunned, but Long Fu'er was not stunned, and with a pull of the white jade stick in his hand, he once again condensed a Origin True Yuan with the meaning of Aomori, assassinating Luo Xiao, and actually regarded Luo Xiao as a great enemy of life and death.

If you misunderstood the shot because of the darkness before, it was forgivable, but now it's basically face-to-face, and there is a fluorite falling on the ground, so you can see the face clearly, and it will be wrong to shoot again. Not to mention, how precious is the Cultivator's Origin, how long does it take to make up for it with a little, how can there be such a disagreement and dump the Origin True Element?

"Little Senior Sister, it's me!" Luo Xiao casually snuffed out this seemingly ferocious and actually really fierce Zhenyuan lore, and let go of the hand that held Long Fu'er's head, at this moment, he suddenly found that Long Fu'er's eyes were very abnormal, it was not the surprise eyes of finding the same door, nor the eyes of seeing acquaintances, or even the eyes of looking at a person, but sluggish, indifferent, and even a strange ferocity.

A little girl who looked like she was only ten years old, her eyes were cold and fierce, and she was uncomfortable to look at.

The white jade rod in Long Fu'er's hand has a blue and white light condensation at the front end - this is a desperate rhythm that is not afraid of running out of origin and practicing to waste!

But before Long Fu'er could make a move, Luo Xiao's palms that had just left Long Fu'er's head were put together as knives, and with a quick blow, he hit the side of Long Fu'er's neck, and the whites of the latter's eyes rolled and fell to the ground softly.

What's going on? Isn't it......

Luo Xiao was pinching his chin and thinking, when suddenly a fierce fight above the pit entered his ears, Luo Xiao's expression tightened, and he stood against the wall, listening attentively. Before he could hear the reason, his eyes were dark, and a person fell down from above, smashing at Luo Xiao's feet, breaking several stumps of sharp shuttles.

The man was struggling to stand up, and suddenly saw a pair of leather boots in front of him, and jumped up in shock, and a silver light appeared in his hand, and a shining silver light stabbed Luo Xiao's throat fiercely.

Luo Xiao raised his hand and clamped it firmly with his two fingers in the middle of the food, but he didn't break it with any strength, and his other hand didn't take advantage of the situation to attack. Because he thought that since Long Fu'er was here, the person who fell had to distinguish whether he was an enemy or a friend.

Sure enough, when he saw clearly that the silver light between his fingers was actually a long and thin thin sword, Luo Xiao blurted out without even seeing the appearance of the person opposite: "Fang Jianyin! Senior Brother Fang!"

The silver light is far brighter than fluorite, reflecting the faces of the two people holding the hilt and the tip of the sword. The person on the other side also blurted out and exclaimed: "It's Senior Brother Luo! You, you're all right...... Yes, I can survive it, and naturally it won't be a big deal with your cultivation. ”

There is something in this, Luo Xiao is about to ask.

Fang Jianyin's eyes fell, and when he saw Long Fu'er sitting on the edge of the pit, he didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately put away his sword, but the expression on his face was not joyful, but anxious: "Senior Brother Luo, hurry! Take Senior Sister Long away!"

"Why ......" As soon as Luo Xiao asked, several figures appeared above the deep pit, and they jumped down, occupying most of the not wide pit at once.

Fang Jianyin shouted at Luo Xiao: "Stop them quickly, but don't hurt their lives!"

As the man slumped to the ground, another figure slammed into him. Fang Jianyin pushed his palm to block with his other hand, but because of his scruples, he didn't dare to condense the true yuan, and as a result, he was hit by the opponent's pale golden true yuan with the power of the origin and flew out, hitting the back wall and rebounding and falling.

Needless to say, Luo Xiao's reaction was needless to say, as soon as he saw this situation, he thought about what the little senior sister looked like before, but now I don't understand, these people are all members of Fang Jianyin's team, and they lost their minds after being hit by the magic sound, and they are completely "demonic". In that case, what else is there to say? Three punches and two kicks put these people to the ground, and there was actually an acquaintance Zuo Chengyu among them......

Fang Jianyin, who was barely holding up, widened his eyes more and more, obviously he didn't see Luo Xiao using half of the True Yuan, and his opponents were racing one by one True Yuan, and they were still all killing moves, but they were extremely relaxed by Luo Xiao, and they were overturned one by one...... What kind of secret art is this?

After letting go of these people, Luo Xiao asked Fang Jianyin, "It's all your team members?"

Fang Jianyin nodded: "Yes......"

Luo Xiao's figure flickered, and then he disappeared into the deep pit, and then Fang Jian's ears were full of the sound of banging old fists. After a while, the sound of the fist stopped, and Luo Xiao's figure appeared above the deep pit: "Senior Brother Fang, throw people up." ”

Half an hour later, Fang Jianyin looked at the team members in one place, sighed heavily, and sat down on the pile of rocks.

Luo Xiao had already checked everyone, and by the way, he gave a few people who were not in a coma enough to be slap in the face. The results of the examination showed that the impact of the magic sound on people not only made people fall into the magic barrier, but also formed an organic heavy blow to the human brain. These people accounted for nearly half, including Zhao Xiu, a disciple of the Hidden Sword Valley that Luo Xiao rescued from the claws of the demon clan.

When there were also a few lucky guys, such as Gao Yangxun, who was still breathing, Chen Xian, who was weak in cultivation, also because he fell with his head down, attracting talent, his whole head was buried in the ground, and he dodged two waves of magic sounds. It's just that I've been holding my breath for too long, and I'm still dizzy.

What is more special is Fang Jianyin, he actually stubbornly withstood two waves of magic sounds, even if he was stunned by the second sound, after waking up, he only vomited, had a headache and stomach twitches, and his whole body was weak, but he was not hit. It was also for this reason that he was forced to retreat step by step by several fellow demon obstacles whose strength was far inferior to him, and he fell into the deep pit.

"What should they do?" Fang Jianyin asked, he really couldn't think of a way, he could only hope for this magical junior disciple in front of him.

Luo Xiao thought about it and said, "You are guarding here, I will go to the front to find the spirit pet, and then I will talk about it after I turn around." ”

"Spirit pet?" Fang Jian Yin was surprised, not only because Luo Xiao had an inexplicable spirit pet, but also because this was a place of absolute spirits, where did the spirit beasts come from?

"What is your spirit pet?" Fang Jianyin couldn't help but ask.

Luo Xiao hesitated for a moment and said, "A little snake." As he spoke, he turned his head to look back, for fear that the six claws would suddenly come out, and he happened to hear him speak, and he turned into a dragon in an unhappy way, but it was enough.

Fortunately, there is nothing abnormal around.

It's not abnormal, it's normal, because it's six claws miles away, with vertical pupils like threads, staring at a bead—a black one.