The White Fox, Little White Group, Little Lotus, and Chaos Heavenly Fire all ran out of Zhi Yao's sea of knowledge, and they surrounded Zhi Yao and looked at the high priest with fear.

"Yo!" the high priest's eyes lit up, there were a lot of treasures in this little thing.

He hooked his lips and smiled, as long as he killed Zhi Yao, all this thing would become his.

"You old bastard, you dare to bully a beautiful girl? Master advises you to get out quickly, while Ye is in a good mood now. The white fox was extremely rampant on his face, but his heart was twisted into a ball, and he was very nervous.

The other person only needs to slap a slap and it will braid.

When Xiao Baituan heard the white fox's words, he also roared demonstratively at the high priest.

The high priest's killing intent flashed, and even a beast dared to scold him?

He snorted coldly and slapped a palm towards Zhi Yao.

And the white foxes, in order to protect Zhi Yao, greeted their big palms one after another.

"Roar~" Xiao Baituan opened his mouth wide, and a phantom appeared and bit towards the big palm.

It's just that the phantom bit for a while, but he couldn't swallow the big palm.

The same is true for the others, none of their specialties are in combat, and they have no way to defend themselves against attacks.

They watched their big palms fall, and they were very anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

Seeing that the big palm was about to fall on Zhi Yao's body, countless flames suddenly ignited around him, and one by one rose from all around.

And a figure suddenly appeared next to Zhi Yao, and with one hand slapping upward, the big palm was shattered.

The high priest was startled and immediately took a few steps back.

And at this moment, the blood beads in Zhi Yao's sea of knowledge began to get excited, and they jumped around in the sea of knowledge.

"Who are you?" the high priest asked solemnly, looking at a female cultivator of the Transformation Stage who appeared beside Zhi Yao.

The nun did not speak, grabbed the meteorite with one hand, and threw it out with a flick.

"Boom!" The meteorite smashed into the ground, and suddenly smashed out a crater more than ten meters deep.

The high priest's heart sank, this man was so powerful.

"You're not human?" Suddenly, he noticed that the nun didn't have any breath of life on her body.

"You're the drought-stricken from some time ago!" he said, his voice rising sharply, remembering the rumors from some time ago.

Legend has it that a drought-stricken man came to the southern regions, causing drought in many places.

And this drought is extremely powerful, a monk in the late stage of the transformation of the god fought with her, and was finally abused completely, without the power to resist.

Thinking of these rumors, he had the idea of running.

Anyway, his main purpose has been achieved, and he has consumed too much spiritual power before, so he is not an opponent of the drought at all.

But the dazel was expressionless, and threw his fist at the high priest.

At the same time, countless Nine Heavens Flames flew out of her body, attacking the High Priest.

The High Priest took out his staff, fended off the Dryland's fist, and began to run.

A dodge suddenly appeared behind him, kicked him at him, and grabbed him by the shoulder as he dodged.

The high priest was startled and tried to shake off the drought's hand, but found that he could not break free at all.

He spun around sharply and slashed his palm at the dwarf's neck.

It's just that before this palm landed on the drought's neck, he was suddenly thrown out.

"Bang!" the High Priest was thrown to the ground, and before he could recover his senses, he was once again grabbed by the drought's leg.

He stretched out his staff to lure the meteorite down, but was snatched away by the Drought Fish.

He suddenly had a bad premonition, and then it was verified.

The marquin grabbed his leg and slapped the ground again and again.

Again and again, his face made intimate contact with the ground.

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