After receiving the reminder of the demon pestle, the purple gold bowl remembered that his housekeeping skill was to collect people: "Fat monk help me!"

The Purple Gold Bowl flew into the air and shot a white light at the two identical Wu Xian, and the Iron Bull also injected his own immortal yuan into the body of the Purple Gold Bowl.

The two Wuxian shouted in unison: "Haha, I have been guarding against you for a long time!"

Wu Xian on the left shouted and spit out a black viscous liquid at the small basin, which was firmly stuck to his basin under the action of the small basin's suction, and no matter how hard the small basin tried, he couldn't break free.

"What kind of thing is this, how can you still seal my mouth!" At this time, the purple gold bowl was anxious and disgusted: "Little stick, find a way to help me!"

The demon slaying pestle that was held in the hand of the iron bull and constantly smashed towards Wu Xian did not expect that this big octopus had so many disgusting moves: not only will it spit out black water to dye people, but it will also spit out black phlegm and sticky people: "Little pot, don't you have an unquenchable fire in your stomach? Spit it out and burn the disgusting thing that seals you!"

"Little stick, what the hell did you come up with, this disgusting thing is stuck with me, if I burn it, won't I even be burned myself!"

The two Wu Xian took advantage of the fact that the purple gold bowl was busy getting rid of the black slime and had no time to take care of him, and launched a fierce attack on the iron bull: "Hahaha, the stinky monk takes over, today next year will be your death!"

Tie Niu was careless for a while, and was beaten by the sixteen weapons of the two Wu Xian, and retreated to the edge of the ring step by step.

"Wow, yes, Master Niu and you disgusting octopus are fighting!" the cow waved his hand to recall the golden body of Zhangliu who was attacking from the side and attached the golden body to his body.

With the blessing of the golden body, the iron bull's already perverted defense has improved a lot again. He used all the strength of his body to pick up the demon pestle and smashed it at the head of Wu Xian on his right: "You give Niu Ye a death!"

At this time, Wu Xian's advantage of having many hands was revealed, and he used his four tentacles to wave his weapon to protect his head, and the remaining twelve weapons were still roaring and smashing towards the iron bull.

"Ping Pong", "Ah!", "It's so painful!", a series of gold and iron resonances were mixed with Wu Xian's miserable howl and Tie Niu's angry shouts: Tie Niu's demon pestle smashed Wu Xian's four weapons in a row and smashed Wu Xian's head fiercely, instantly blurring the flesh and blood of this Wu Xian, staggering back and doing it in the ring.

The Iron Bull, who was hit by the other twelve weapons at the same time, was also uncomfortable, and he flew towards the outside of the ring like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood in the air.

"Little Basin, come and help me!" Iron Bull struggled to control his body and flew back to the ring as he called out to the Purple Gold Bowl to come and help.

Seeing that Tie Niu was about to fall out of the ring, Zijin Bo hurriedly resisted Tie Niu from behind: "Basin Master, I'll top it! Oh, fat monk, go back for me!"

How could the uninjured Wu Xian let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he accelerated and rushed towards the iron bull who was still in a hurry to stabilize his body, and the six weapons in his tentacles were like windmills and attacked the iron bull.

In a panic, Tie Niu was in a hurry, and he separated the golden body of Zhangliu from his body and faced the attacking Wu Xian: "Long, long, long!" The golden body became bigger under the control of the iron bull, and the six arms waved many spiritual treasures to firmly block all of Wu Xian's attacks.

With this moment of respite, Tie Niu finally stabilized his body with the help of the Purple Gold Bowl. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted, "Will you become a big octopus?

As he spoke, Tie Niu shook his body and grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a forty-meter-tall blue giant and appeared in front of Wu Xian's eyes. He applied a layer of gold dust himself, and as his body grew, it turned into tiny golden sand, and drifted away in the wind.

After becoming larger, the iron bull picked up the demon pestle, which had also become huge, and attacked Wu Xian again: "Grandma's, let's compare our strength again!"

The purple gold bowl no longer cares about the black slime that seals the mouth of the basin, and he turns into a golden light and smashes it into the Wu Xian who fell to the ground: "Go to his uncle's collection of people, Lao Tzu also figured out that this smashing talent is the king!"

This Wumo, who was not injured, was suddenly in a hurry under the attack of the Iron Bull and the Zhangliu Golden Body, and was beaten back again and again by the stormy attacks of the Iron Bull.

Seeing that Tie Niu had regained his advantage, Liu Yibiao couldn't help but open his mouth to cheer for Tie Niu: "The third master is working hard, the big-eared melon seeds are calling this octopus to death!"

Erni and Sanya also excitedly waved their little wings to cheer for Tie Niu: "Come on, fat monk, brother, Rhubarb said that if you can't even beat this big octopus, you just wait for him to beat you!"

Tie Niu couldn't help but shudder all over his body when he heard the words of Erni and Sanya: It hurts too much for Rhubarb to beat people, and in order not to be beaten by Rhubarb, I have to quickly beat this big octopus down!

Iron Bull, who had an obsession in his heart, became even more crazy, completely ignoring Wu Xian's attack, and was bent on smashing the head of the octopus in front of him with the demon pestle.

At this time, Wu Xian was also beaten out by the Iron Bull, and he simply gave up his defense, relying on the amazing recovery ability of the Octopus Clan to exchange injuries with the Iron Bull. For a while, the golden blood and blue blood took off in the ring, and the iron bull and Wu Xian both became scarred in the blink of an eye.

The other Wu Xian, who was dragged by the Purple Gold Bowl, also came back to his senses at this moment, and while he used his two tentacles to resist the attack of the Purple Gold Bowl, he struggled to stand up and attacked the Iron Bull from behind.

The Purple Gold Bowl smashed the tentacles of Wu Xian many times, but in an instant, he was able to grow a new tentacle to continue to resist the attacks of the small basin. This infinite regeneration ability made the Purple Gold Bowl go crazy.

Tie Niu, who was attacked on his belly and back, had to control Zhangliu's golden body to resist Wu Xian behind: "Little basin, you and my golden body drag the octopus in the back together, and I will kill the one in front!"

As he spoke, Tie Niu grabbed a piece of blood from his body with his left hand and sprinkled it on Wu Xian: "I'll burn you!" The blood was turned into a raging fire by Tie Niu with secret techniques, and swept towards Wu Xian.

"Haha, I taught this trick to the third master! The third master burned it hard, cooked this big octopus and gave it to the brothers!" General Zhao Kai couldn't help but feel proud when he saw Tie Niu using the secret technique he taught to the enemy.

Wu Xian glanced at the turbulent sea of fire and opened his mouth to spew out a large area of black water in the sky, and suddenly a fishy smell spread, and even the audience under the ring couldn't help but cover their noses.

"Third master, be careful. This big octopus wants to dye you black again!"