In the leaves, Ling'er's mouth can pout and hang an oil bottle.

"This black tiger spirit is too stupid!" Ling'er's hatred for Liu Xianshi has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and he can't wait for the black tiger spirit to beat Liu Xianshi immediately, "He can't see that people deliberately pull everything and leak a fake flaw, and he jumps into the trap!"

"Not necessarily!" Feng Wuchen chuckled and shook his head, "These two are half a pound and eight taels, and no one can help anyone for a while, let's go get down to business first!"

"How come? The Black Tiger Spirit has already fallen into that guy's 'Fire Sword Talisman' pile......"

Before he finished speaking, Ling'er found that the black tiger spirit was missing from the fire, and only a swift black wind blew towards Immortal Master Liu.

Liu Xianshi's face was shocked.

"Don't look at it! Although the black tiger spirit looks very clumsy, he is cultivating the main speed wood attribute exercises, Xunfeng exercises, and these two people are estimated to be fighting for a while!"

In a word, it's over. The leaf above the little priest's head floated up gently, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into the Batu Cave.

As soon as the leaves touched the ground, Ling'er jumped out of it, gasping for breath and saying, "Almost suffocated me to death!"

Feng Wuchen also came out, and when he saw Ling'er's exaggerated appearance, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Hey, is it so uncomfortable? It's me and not you who have been casting spells!"

"That's uncomfortable too!" Ling'er said stubbornly with a small mouth.

"Okay, get down to business, quickly release your little bugs to find Tianrong Grass, and by the way, see if the Black Tiger Spirit has any tricks!"

"Stupid brother, how many times have I told you, they all have names, you have long bugs all day long, and bugs are short, they will be unhappy!" Ling'er said with a dissatisfied face.

"Okay, I was wrong, grandma, what's the name of the one who is going to work this time?" Feng Wuchen wanted to cry when he thought of those names that changed every time they changed.

"Legged Two, Leged Three, and their children!" Ling'er stretched out her right hand, revealing a handful of white bugs that looked like spiders.

"Weren't these two big ones called Tian Xiaojia and Tian Xiaoyi last time?"

"Is there one?" Ling'er thought seriously, "You must have remembered it wrongly, or you just admitted it wrong!"

"Okay! Let's get started!"

Ling'er beckoned, and hundreds of white insects quickly crawled down the stone wall into the darkness.

Outside the Black Wind Cave, Immortal Master Liu and the Black Tiger were fighting in a hurry.

I saw that Liu Xianshi was holding a red sword in his hand, stabbing the black tiger spirit in the chest and going away, the red light on the sword flowed, and there was a faint heat wave turning out, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

The Black Tiger Spirit glanced at the sword in Immortal Master Liu's hand, and his face turned ugly.

Judging from the spiritual power emitted by this sword, this thing is at least a second-order mid-grade magic weapon, which is much stronger than the high-grade ghost head knife in his hand.

At this moment, he finally figured out why this guy who cultivated one level lower than him dared to be so arrogant in front of his Black Wind King!

"However, it's not enough to win against my Black Wind King just by doing this! The black tiger spirit gritted its teeth and thought gloomily.

Just as the sword in Immortal Master Liu's hand was about to stab the Black Tiger Spirit, the Black Tiger Spirit stomped on the ground violently, and his body once again turned into a black wind and disappeared from Immortal Master Liu's eyes.

Immortal Master Liu felt a tightness behind his back, and hurriedly flipped his wrist and retracted his forearm, and the sword went straight back from his armpit.

Liu Xianshi's series of actions were almost completed in a flash of light, which could not be described as unpleasant, but the movements of the black tiger spirit were one point faster than him, and a ghost head knife with cold air was about to cut his right shoulder, which was bound to make him look good.

At the last moment, a fire sword hit the ghost head knife with a "dang" sound, although the fire sword did not last long under the big sword, it turned into a rain of fire in the sky, but it also made the big knife pause.

At this time, Liu Xianshi's sword finally arrived, and the big sword shook up, and the red light and green light were mixed together, the red light was steaming, and the green light was cold, which was the incompatibility of water and fire.

After a few breaths, the green light was the first to lose, and it became swaying under the pressure of the red light, and it seemed that it would dissipate at any time.

The black tiger spirit put away the knife and retreated sharply four or five feet, his face was pale, and his cold eyes stared at Zhiming.

Just now, the troublesome sword of fire came from his hand.

"Looks like we'll have to clean up this guy in the way first!" the Black Tiger Spirit thought gloomily.

On the other side, all the "capable people" who came to eliminate the demon were huddled together and curled up at the foot of the mountain, very consciously making room for the battlefield for Liu Xian's senior brothers.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the little Taoist priest, and the little Taoist priest understood, and the two of them tiptoed out along the foot of the mountain.

When the two were about to get out of the "sea of fire", a fat man suddenly grabbed the old Taoist priest's wrist: "Old liar, where are you going?"

"Hero, spare your life!" the old Taoist grinned in pain, and could only beg for mercy, where was there still half an old fairy.

"Where are you going?" said the fat man with a look of disgust.

"Hero, look at this formation, the two masters and apprentices of the poor Dao can't help much, but will cause chaos to you, so the poor Dao wants to leave with the apprentice first......"

"Hmph, you old liar thinks very well, you want to slip away when you see that there is no advantage to take advantage of, see if I don't tell the shopkeeper!" The fat man twisted the old Taoist back with a little force, and the painful old Taoist priest gasped.

Now, these "talented people" are very contradictory, they want to slip away, and they want to take the risk of staying here to take credit.

In short, I am afraid that others will take advantage of it, but I will not take advantage of it.

In their eyes, the old Taoist priest may take advantage of it if he sneaks away, and they naturally will not easily agree.

"What about the shopkeeper?" the fat man looked around, but did not see the white shopkeeper.

"Yes, what about people?" "I don't know!" "I think I'm still standing here......"

In the Batu Cave, Feng Wuchen is still busy.

"This black tiger spirit looks like five big and three coarse, but I didn't expect his mind to be quite delicate, and he even laid out a lot of small formations, I don't know where he learned this?"

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen gently patted the ground, and the stone in front of his palm turned into yellow sand in a blink of an eye, and kept tumbling, like boiling water, and a black array flag poured out of the yellow sand and was grabbed by him.

"According to me, there is no need to break these small formations that don't have much power, we just force them over!" Ling'er who was gnawing on the leg of mutton said vaguely.

"What kind of thing is this?He has some good things here, but it's a pity that he overused them!"

Accepting the last formation flag, a hole was suddenly revealed on the stone wall on the right side, and Feng Wuchen let out a sigh: "Let's go, let's go pick Tianrong grass!"

The two of them arrived at a small stone cave three feet square, and there was a small hole in the center of the small stone cave, which was much brighter than other caves.

After glancing around, Feng Wuchen's heart sank to the bottom: "Ling'er, are you sure that Tianrong Grass is in this cave?"

"Yes! Leg Mistress said so!" Ling'er flipped her little hand, and the little insect named Leggan appeared in the palm of her hand.

"So it's here!" Ling'er said, pointing to the light spots on the ground.

"Someone who has taken the lead will definitely not be able to run far!" Feng Wuchen frowned, "Ling'er, we have to get this Tianrong Grass no matter what!"

Ling'er reluctantly threw away the leg of mutton that had not yet been gnawed clean, and said seriously: "Okay, I'll let the green little armor find them!"

Outside Batu Caves.

The Black Tiger Spirit raised the Ghost Head Knife and slashed at Liu Xianshi, who was waiting for the enemy, who hurriedly poured spiritual power into the sword, intending to fight with the Black Tiger Spirit with the advantage of the sword.

But the sword that was held above his head did not wait to make contact with the Devil's Head Knife, and when the Devil's Head Sword was still three inches away from the sword, it suddenly changed from a straight slash to a sweep.

The black tiger spirit walked with the sword, disappeared in front of Liu Immortal Master together, and went straight to Zhiming.

It turned out that this was just a sword from the Black Tiger Spirit, and his real target was not this Liu Immortal Master, whose cultivation was not much different from his, but Liu Immortal Master's junior brother Zhiming in the Qi refining period.

Seeing a large knife covered with green mangs in front of him in an instant, Zhiming suddenly felt a blank in his mind, and his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground.

He has always been proud, he just wants to cry at the moment, but he can't even cry when he is so scared that he can't even cry.

At this time, Zhiming realized how ignorant and ridiculous he was when he used to be arguing all day long to go down the mountain and subdue the demon!

He always thought that with his own cultivation, he could do the right thing for the heavens!

Now, he knew that his cultivation could only be regarded as a fart!

Just when Zhiming closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly there was a "bang" sound in front of him, and then a miserable scream sounded in the air.

Zhiming opened his eyes in horror, the big knife in front of him was gone, and he was still alive!

At this time, he finally howled uncontrollably.

There was another "bang" sound, and the black tiger spirit fell to the ground heavily, and a pile of rubble hit his bloody back, causing him to scream in pain.

On the other side, Liu Xianshi sat down on the ground panting.

In a hurry, he activated the second-order high-grade talisman, the "Fire Claw Talisman", and he was a little overwhelmed for a while......