Wang Zimo was extremely aggrieved in his heart.

He is obviously surnamed Wang, how did he become the remnant of the Lu family in the mouth of the Jinjia officers and soldiers?

What kind of woolen eggplant!

He made his mudras as he thought about them in his head.

Sanhezhuang has only three surnames, Han, Liu, and Wang, and these three surnames are not related to "Lu". Why label yourself a traitor?

Wang Zimo's eyes were filled with mist, his ten fingers flew, and the afterimage on his chest continued. The sky-breaking finger was about to come out, and suddenly saw the golden armor officers and soldiers with hideous faces, raising the nine-toothed golden ring broadsword high, and he was afraid in his heart, and his fingers actually froze.

This stagnation suddenly made the vitality that had just exited the sea of qi sink again.

But the heart is in the throat!

The officers and soldiers in the golden armor were majestic, and their moves opened and closed.

Wang Zimo was even more panicked, and hurriedly lay back on his back, rolling on the spot, able to dodge the attack of the nine-toothed golden ring broadsword. At the same time, the hands were sealed again, and a fireball the size of a wild boar suddenly blocked in front of the gold-armored officers and soldiers.

The two circled around the fireball, their sharp eyes reflecting red shadows, staring at each other. Wang Zimo gritted his teeth, his fingers didn't stop, and he summoned out the only remaining wind attribute vitality in the sea of qi.

In an instant, a strong wind blew in all directions, and the other eight people could not stand.

Suddenly, a gap was revealed in the sky net placed above his head, which was exactly what the prince wanted, and he saw the situation clearly and hurriedly fled to the left rear, a handprint slapped out, and the sharp golden vitality turned into a feathered arrow and shot directly through the chest of the soldier in front of him.

"The Yuan Power of the small attribute is really stronger than the five major attributes!"

Looking back at the woods that had been blown away by the tornado, the prince secretly made up his mind that he must get more small attribute vitality beads.

The sun is in the sky, almost noon,

In a damp cavern, the prince held his breath and prostrated himself on the hard stone ground.

The golden-armored officers and soldiers took the remaining seven brothers to search back and forth, and the golden-armored officers and soldiers pinched the dying scale snake and threw it fiercely on a raised rock, and the scale snake had no time to dodge and ended its last life.

"Let's go!"

The cold snake blood fell, and it happened to fall on the door of Wang Zimo's head.

As if they had discovered something, the gold-armored officer and soldier raised their right hand, and the seven soldiers hurriedly sacrificed their weapons. Wang Zimo raised his heart to his throat, and through the weeds, he saw that the gold-armored officers and soldiers were walking here step by step.

The handprints are formed and ready to go.

The electric snake on the protruding index finger of the bone knuckle swam away, and it was the prince who silently summoned the electric attribute Yuan Force.

Time breathed one by one, and with the footsteps of the gold-armored officers and soldiers, Wang Zimo frowned.

The gold-armored officer and soldier signaled to surround the hole, he held the hilt of the knife with both hands and raised the nine-toothed golden ring broadsword, the blue-purple vitality wrapped the blade, and the temperature around it dropped suddenly, and with the cutting off of the tip of the knife, there was a layer of frost.

This is the real strength of the officers and soldiers of the Golden Armor!

"Could it be the Ice Attribute Yuan Force?"

Wang Zimo gritted his teeth and trembled, he clenched his hands, ready to send the small lightning bolts on his fingertips before the nine-toothed golden ring big knife hit the ground, from the tip of the knife to the hilt, and then to the hands of the gold-armored officers and soldiers, the electric immortal can also electrocute him to cripple.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the tip of the knife fell extremely slowly.

But with an irresistible momentum!

Wang Zimo felt that his fingers were electronumbed, and just wanted to throw the electric snake out, but suddenly his back sank suddenly, and he was trampled on by a big foot. With a muffled snort, the azure lightning instantly electrocuted itself.

Oh my god!

Not dead is not far from being crippled......

Then there was a thunderous roar from above the buttocks.

"Roar~!"

The huge wave of qi directly swept the soldiers outside the cave out, and the gold-armored officers and soldiers took two steps back, but their heels tripped over a stone and flew out.

"You've got a call on me!"

From the depths of the cave came the sound of urns and the sound of urns.

The prince shook his head in a daze, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a puff of green smoke came out.

He sat up and looked at the monster with a cow's hoof, antlers, a horse's face, and a donkey's tail in front of him, but he was not very afraid. Cracking his mouth to reveal a row of blackened gums, the prince snorted silently and said, "Who told you to press me!"

"Boy, you should thank God and thank fate for letting you meet me. But if you get out of this cave, if you hide in another cave, you won't know how to die!"

The monster was about to step forward, but suddenly retreated.

"Someone is coming to pick you up, let's go!" Wang Zimo looked out strangely, but saw nothing, and just wanted to turn back, he was carried out of the cave by a gentle force, and the monster's intimidating voice sounded in his ears: "If you bully my child again, I will kick your ass next time we meet!"

The cool wind blew the fragrance of green grass, which was mixed with bursts of blood.

Xu Mingbao dragged the gold-armored officers and soldiers from a distance, glanced at Wang Zimo, and then squinted his eyes and looked at the cave behind him, as if he was communicating something, nodded, and reprimanded the prince silently: "Come here, look at it!"

Mingbao threw the six vitality beads in front of Wang Zimo, and waited until he put all the vitality beads away, pressed his palm to the dantian of the golden armor officers and soldiers, and pinched it in the void with his left hand, and knocked it down one by one. From the forehead of the gold-armored officer and soldier, he knocked it every three inches until it hit the back of his right hand, and then beat it three times around the palm of his hand.

Wang Zimo saw the gold-armored officers and soldiers opening their mouths in panic and begging for mercy, and there was a low "whine" in his throat, but he couldn't make a sound.

With each blow from Mingbao, he convulsed as if his wound had been salted, and at the same time, the place where Mingbao had been beaten collapsed as if it had been rammed with a hammer. It wasn't until Mingbao raised his right hand and held a blue-purple vitality bead in his palm that the eyes of the gold-armored officers and soldiers opened violently, and black blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and they died of anger.

This is actually refining the Yuan Qi Bead!

The prince stared at the golden-armored officers and soldiers in disbelief, his eyes wide, and he stared in disbelief.

"The left hand doesn't need to use the vitality, and it is struck every three inches from the center of the eyebrows downwards. With all the strength of your right hand, you must hold the opponent's sea of qi to prevent it from exploding. When the sea of qi was sealed, he was a wasted person, and he smashed the spiritual platform for the first time and erased his divine consciousness. The third time he smashed the middle of the body and forced out the essence of the liberation, and the sixth time he knocked on the sea of qi, and beat it three times around his right hand to refine the qi into beads, can you write it down?"

Wang Zimo nodded, he was not the Holy Mother, although he felt that Mingbao was cruel, but the other party once wanted to kill him, and it was not an exaggeration to be killed.

"Did you really write it down?" Mingbao asked again.

"Hmm!"

"Okay, I'll keep one for you over there, go and practice!"

Wang Zimo: ......

Following.

Outside the Golden City Gate, the sun is rising.

In less than three o'clock, the morning market along the towering city wall was empty, and occasionally the old woman in ragged clothes was bent over to pick up leftovers on the ground, and she was also dazzled and deaf to the bustling teenagers at the door.

After mid-autumn, it was hot again.

As if returning to the light, the spacious official road was scorched by the scorching sun, and the sand was three fingers thick.

A road keeper brought water from the river to water it. Just listen to the sound of "poof, poof, poof", and you can see the crystal water droplets rolling far away in the sand and ravines before "poofing" away.

In front of them were the new disciples of the younger generation of the White Horse Pavilion led by Yan Yefeng, and they were in groups of three or five, talking and laughing with each other.

The prince counted him as many as twenty-three.

Mingbao told him that every five years, the White Horse Pavilion sent disciples to the outer periphery of the miasma to practice, which was a tradition left over from the time of the Baiyun Temple.

It is said that it is an experience, but in fact, it is just to check whether the sealing stone in the mist is functioning normally. The young disciples on this trip are just the vanguard, and there will be cultivators from the junior uncles in the future to strengthen the sealing stones in the depths of the miasma and prevent the poisonous miasma from spreading outward.

The first two forks lead to Sanhezhuang and the north one, the one to the south leads to Sanhezhuang, and the one to the north leads to Luqi County. Just now, I clearly heard a few senior brothers discussing the food of Luqi County, and the beauty ......

Wang Zimo thought in his mind as he walked.

Yesterday on the back mountain, Mingbao personally guided, Wang Zimo still practiced from noon until dark, and only then did he refine the soldier's vitality into a vitality bead.

He could never forget the soldier's pleading expression, the feeling that life was worse than death, even though it was on the enemy, he couldn't help but tremble when he thought about it.

After returning to Baiyun Temple, Gong Ju was also very puzzled by the prince's lack of enlightenment, and under the expectant gaze of several people, he said with a shy old face: "The Great Yan Sutra is the initial exercise, the great instrument is a late bloomer, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, and when you come back from the experience, you will definitely have eyebrows!"

"Late bloomer?"

Cut~!

Suddenly, Gong Ju felt that his chastity was shattered!