In the forbidden land of Yangshou Mountain, in the huge stone chamber, a condensed five-colored pillar of light connected the giant beast and Qin Miaolin. The giant beast whimpered a few times, but finally struggled powerlessly, and closed its eyes unwillingly.

Qin Miaolin hurriedly closed his eyes as well, his hands moved together, and he quickly formed a very esoteric magic seal. The five-colored pillar of light then rippled, rippling, circle after circle, from bottom to top, very mysterious. In a few moments, the ripples were on the body of the giant beast.

The giant beast shook suddenly, as if it wanted to struggle, and the eight chains lit up at the same time, pulling in all directions, causing him to twitch a few times, and then quiet again.

Qin Miaolin changed a few more magic seals, and the ripples became more and more violent, until in the end they became like boiling water, fluctuating with the giant beast.

The sound of "ding" is like a crisp sound of the soul.

A fist-sized black object suddenly bounced out of the center of the giant beast's eyebrows, trying to escape, but it was stuck by the light wave and rolled into the five-colored pillar of light. Looking closely, the little black thing was born like a giant beast, as if it was a giant beast that had shrunk a lot.

The little beast struggled in the pillar of light, but it couldn't break free, but was carried by a circle of ripples and rushed towards Qin Miaolin, getting closer and closer. In a dozen breaths, the little beast had already arrived in front of Qin Miaolin, less than a foot away from the latter.

The little beast struggled even harder, but it only slowed down its fall a little. Although Qin Miaolin's eyes were closed, a thick smile still surged between his eyebrows. With both hands crossed, the sword fingers turned to each other, and the last magic seal was pinched. A huge suction force immediately appeared in the center of his eyebrows, forming a whirlpool, and the small beast spun sharply down.

Seeing that the little beast was about to be swept into Qin Miaolin's eyebrows, at this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed on the stone wall on one side, saying that it was too late and that was fast, just a flash, and he held the little beast at the last moment, and forcibly escaped from the whirlpool with it.

Qin Miaolin suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood. Angry, he was about to roar, but he saw another glimmer of light appear in front of him unconsciously, and immediately the soul of the dead was in a hurry, ignoring the blood stains on the ground, and hurriedly used a donkey to roll. The glimmer deflected, and he turned around and chased away again.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, a small shield suddenly fell from the sky, pierced through the void, and blocked the glimmer just right, which turned out to be a beautiful step.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the little beast stepped the folding fan with all four feet, and in a flash of black light, it jumped to the center of the giant beast's eyebrows and disappeared. The giant beast suddenly opened its eyes and looked intently at the folding fan beneath it, its eyes hot and soft. The folding fan spun and flew towards the fire detachment.

All eyes in the cavern shifted to the fire detachment.

"Who?" Qin Miaolin jumped up, his eyes were scarlet, his face was hideous, and he was covered in blood, looking particularly hideous.

No one spoke on the side of the fire, and the reply Qin Miaolin received was a figure flying towards him. Qin Miaolin pointed at the sword, and a sword with majestic spiritual power shot out angrily.

With a bang, the figure was nailed to the top of the cave. Looking at it through the faint light, the figure turned out to be an old man in his fifties, who was Qin Miaolin's accomplice, the formation master on the fire position.

Qin Miaolin was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he shouted angrily: "Hurry up and get out of here!"

Two figures slowly walked out of the shadows, it was Feng Yuanlang and Feng Wuchen.

Qin Miaolin pointed at Feng Yuanlang and scolded: "You old thing dare to harm my son's business."

, see if this boy doesn't pick your skin!"

"What an arrogant yellow-mouthed child!" Feng Yuanlang said coldly.

Qin Miaolin was about to scold again, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Feng Wuchen, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, his brain was a little insufficient, and it took a while to react, and said angrily: "You damn bastard thing even dares to make trouble for this son, it's really impatient!" Turning his head and instructing the seven formation masters, "You deal with that old thing, this son deals with this little one!"

Before the words fell, with a move of his right hand, he withdrew his sword and took the lead in killing Feng Wuchen, and the other seven formation divisions also launched an attack on Feng Yuen Long together. For a while, there were bursts of light and sword shadows in the cave, and the fight was inextricable.

Although Qin Miaolin is now a sixth-layer cultivator in the Jindan stage, he has just injured his vitality, and with Feng Wuchen holding two extremely powerful magic weapons in his hands, he really can't hurt Feng Wuchen for a while.

Originally, in Qin Miaolin's plan, everything was pushed smoothly, and there were never so many twists and turns. His plan was to devour his own Zi Gu in the first step, wait for his cultivation to rise sharply, and then take the second step to help Baihua Valley destroy Xianma Mountain in one fell swoop, and effortlessly accept the ancient divine beast Qiqi as his immortal pet.

However, plans have not always kept up with the changes. Because some time ago, the Immortal Society had made such a fuss in the Immortal Bamboo Secret Realm, and the guard of the Immortal Bamboo Secret Realm was much stricter than before, and Qin Miaolin's plan to absorb Zi Gu had to be postponed. took the second step of the plan first, but this step was too bumpy, and he repeatedly failed to succeed, and he hated the root of his teeth.

Now, he is even more of an ant-like person, who dares to do something with him, and what is even more hateful is that he can't help this guy for a while, so angry that he can't help but start doubting life.

"Bastard, Qin Miaoyin's dead girl sent you, right?" Qin Miaolin secretly recovered his spiritual power while trying to separate his heart. Feng Wuchen didn't pay attention to it at all, so he continued: "You are a loyal dog, but it's a pity that your master is not rare at all!"

People have reverse scales, and when they touch them, they are angry.

Feng Wuchen was immediately furious, and when he blocked the sword, he closed the folding fan, and suddenly used one of the tricks in the Feiyun Sword Technique, "Cloud Piercing Stone", and attacked Qin Miaolin's heart with great force.

This time it hit Qin Miaolin's hands, and he couldn't hold Feng Wuchen all the time, not because Feng Wuchen's moves were hugely powerful, but because the latter's moves and body techniques were too flexible, making the latter slippery like a loach and unable to focus. Now that it's good, Feng Wuchen takes the initiative to hit the hard, and he naturally refuses to let go of this opportunity.

With a shake of his right arm, he straightened up his sword, and made a move to "brave the three armies", and the tip of the needle fought with Feng Wuchen. The two magic weapons were stalemate for a moment, and the wind was not as powerful as the dust, and they were finally shocked and retreated. After retreating more than a dozen steps in a row, he staggered to retract his feet, his qi and blood surged, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Miaolin succeeded in one move, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, while Feng Wuchen was injured, his breath was a little uncomfortable, he was suppressed everywhere, and he had lost the upper hand, so he could only be beaten passively, but he didn't have much power to fight back.

On the other hand, although Feng Yuenlong's cultivation is higher than that of the seven formation divisions, after all, the gap is not particularly large, far from the extent of a world of difference, after all, it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists, and his own situation is also similar to Feng Wuchen, subject to others, and there is no hope of turning over.

Feng Wuchen was bitter in his heart, for fear that he would affect his ancestors, so he thought hard about how to deal with it. After thinking about it, there is really no way to do it except to be beaten passively. was melancholy, Qin Miaolin raised his sword and made a ruthless move, Feng Wuchen hurriedly dodged, and as soon as he moved out of half a step, he was kicked in the chest by Qin Miaolin and flew upside down

went out like a kite with a broken string.

It turned out that Qin Miaolin had just seen that Feng Wuchen was a little distracted, so he made a false move, causing Feng Wuchen to jump into the urn and fall into his ambush.

Feng Wuchen smashed straight to the stone wall, and then it stopped, the qi and blood surged, the throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, feeling that his whole body was about to fall apart. On the other side, the magic weapon and formation pattern took off, Feng Yuen Long couldn't parry, and he was also vibrated flying.

Feng Wuchen saw it in his eyes, blaming himself, and on the side of his body, he planned to see how Feng Yuanlang's injuries were. As soon as he took a step here, Qin Miaolin turned his sword and blocked his way, and sneered: "You waste still have the heart to care about others!" With a twist of his wrist, he made a move to "distract himself".

Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth and threw out Feng Ming. Qin Miaolin snorted coldly, castration did not change, his arm trembled slightly, the sword body trembled, and there was a "buzzing" sound, only to hear the sound of "ding", and sent Feng Ming flying into the sky. The wind is dustless, and the soul is rising, and he hurriedly urges the Qiankun fan with all his might, pinching the law seal with his hands, and rotating his hands against each other, just like the Taiji diagram, and the treasure fan then turns up and down, forming a fan shield.

Qin Miaolin did not change his castration, the long sword swam, smart and fast, like a dragon, his eyes were fast, the long sword provoked, and he added seven points of force along the trend of the treasure fan, and skillfully picked up the treasure fan.

Feng Wuchen was startled, and hurriedly retreated, but where did he retreat, only to see that the long sword was getting closer and closer to him, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of him, less than seven inches, and he was helpless.

"Don't ......" Feng Yuenlong screamed, trying his best to repel everyone, but where was the time.

"It's all over?" At this moment, Feng Wuchen's heart didn't have much joy and sorrow, but he was very guilty and slowly closed his eyes.

"Dang" sounded.

The imaginary tearing feeling did not come, but a gust of wind suddenly blew in front of him, Feng Wuchen hurriedly opened a crack in his eyes, only to see a black thing, swinging in front of him, and a closer look at it, it was a thick iron chain. And Qin Miaolin had already appeared outside the three zhangs, and was looking at the top of the cave angrily.

"Boy, why are you in a daze? It's not that Lao Tzu said you, you are also unbearable! Holding two heavy treasures in your hands, you were beaten and had no power to fight back!"

An old-fashioned voice suddenly sounded in Feng Wuchen's heart, shocked and suspicious, and hurriedly searched for the person who spoke.

"Look, Lao Tzu is on your head!"

Feng Wuchen looked at the top of his head, only to see that the giant beast above his head was staring at him with a pair of big eyes, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and muttered in a low voice: "Oh my God, the divine beast is actually talking to me!"

Fox rolled his eyes in a very humane way: "Boy, you can remember, Lao Tzu's name is 'Dark Night'!"

Feng Wuchen was stunned again, he didn't expect his voice to be so small, he could hear it.

"What a daze! Hurry up and use Feng Ming to open the rest of the chains!"

Feng Wuchen hurriedly looked up at the stone dragon head that was out of place, the iron chain had fallen from the dragon's mouth, Feng Ming was inserted in it, and the green iron ring shone with a faint blue light. A bright light flashed in my mind, and I suddenly understood something. hurriedly pinched the trick with both hands, and wanted to take back Feng Ming, but he heard Qin Miaolin shouting: "Kill this little bastard first!" Obviously, he also saw the joints.

With his order, Feng Wuchen immediately became the target of everyone, and all kinds of powerful attacks were smashed at Feng Wuchen!

"Oh no......"

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