In their group, in addition to Wei Zi, there are six other people, four of whom are other four-line law cultivators, and there is also a star who is good at formations, and finally the captain of the sword cultivator, Sang Furan.

"The Five Elements Breaking Star Array is ready. Saxing gave the order, and everyone quickly stood in their respective positions as Saxing said.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the sub-station shook and turned into a kun, and the Five Elements Breaking Star Array took shape instantly.

When Saxing waved his hand and asked them to attack the stone wall, the power of the five elements converged through the formation and hit the stone wall.

The stone wall trembled slightly, instantly setting off a wave of spiritual energy fluctuations.

"It works, it works, it really works, quickly increase the delivery of spiritual power. ”

It's just that the cultivation of the few people in the formation is not high, and the spiritual power is close to exhaustion at this moment, but the enchantment on the stone wall is crumbling, but it will not be broken.

"Use the tonic elixir, hold on a little longer, it will soon break. Sastar shouted.

Everyone in the formation took out the prepared pills and put them in their mouths, and Wei Zi also pretended to eat one.

I insisted on half a pillar of incense, and in the exclamation of the stars, I only heard the soft sound of "wave", and the barrier on the stone wall was finally broken.

The four people in the formation were exhausted and fell to the ground, Wei Zi followed and pretended to be exhausted of spiritual power, and lay on the ground, well, when she fell to the ground, she deliberately stayed away from the door of the stone wall and fell to a small corner.

At the same time that the barrier was broken, before the Breaking Army Expedition was happy, the Wushan master and apprentice who had been ambushed for a long time had already shot out, and fought with Sang Furan and Saxing, who were still intact.

Sang Furan is a late-stage monk who practices qi at the eighth level, and Sa Xing is only at the sixth level of qi training, which is far from a foundation building monk.

Sang Furan had already realized that it was not good when the master and apprentice of Wushan appeared, but now that they had no choice but to fight hard, it was impossible for them to ask Rao to retreat.

The barrier has been broken, they have no use value, and it is impossible for the other party to spare their lives and give them a chance to reveal the news, so they can only fight hard at this moment.

With a "bang" The sword was unsheathed, and Sang Furan faced the early foundation building monk, and Sa Xing also started a battle with the apprentice of the foundation building monk, a male cultivator who also practiced the sixth layer of qi.

When the other four saw someone attacking, they hurriedly swallowed the tonic elixir, wanting to recover as soon as possible so that they could come forward to help.

"Wei Daoyou, you haven't recovered your cultivation soon, do you think those two people will let you go just because you are an outsider?"

"What Daoyou said is, I start here, I start here. ”

Wei Zi said this, but he had been silently paying attention to the battle over there, the strength of the sword cultivation method was generally relatively strong, but against a strong enemy who was a big realm behind, Sang Furan only had the share of defeat and retreat, but on the other hand, it was Saxing's side, because his fate was hanging by a thread, he burst out of potential, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and he had the upper hand.

Wei Zi was a little helpless, how could his vest fall off so easily.

Sooner or later, you have to face off with the foundation building monks, and if you strike early, you can still preserve the strength of your side, so there is no such thing as waiting for both sides to lose and lose, in the case of such a huge difference in strength.

As for the question of the vest, it's a big deal to change it again.

After figuring it out, Wei Zi was no longer reluctant, got up and stood up, and walked towards Wushan and Sang Furan.

Wei Zi felt that her road of pretending to be forced was really a little difficult, and she walked with such a momentum as no one cared about her as a big person.

Pretending to fail, Wei Zi fortunately wanted to be affordable, the spirit stabbed out, Wushan was caught off guard, his mind was shaken, Wei Zi seized this momentary opportunity, held the feather arrow in his hand, and stabbed Wushan fiercely.

As a foundation building monk, Wushan narrowly avoided the vital point, but he was still pierced in the shoulder, and the magic robe of the high-grade magic weapon on his body was directly broken under this arrow.

Sang Furan turned around in surprise, but when he saw the foreign monk they had found, Wei Daoyou smiled at him.

Wushan suffered a big loss at her hands, and instantly went berserk, and the bloodthirsty vines in the sky were about to surround them and suck up their flesh and blood.

Wei Zi took out the second feather arrow, gathered his right arm, and threw the feather arrow, and the Zhuji monk almost thought she was crazy when he saw her throwing the feather arrow empty-handed.

Wielding the vine was about to shoot the feather arrow flying, but he didn't expect the power of the feather arrow to be far beyond his imagination, and the vine that went to block the feather arrow couldn't even hurt the spirit weapon, but it was pierced by the feather arrow, and it was like a bamboo.

At this time, the feather arrow was close in front of him, and he dodged instantly, but he was still pierced by the feather arrow on the other shoulder.

Now, both arms can't move.

Wushan Zhenren never thought that he would suffer such a big loss from a Qi cultivator, his eyes were bloodshot, he had lost his mind, and he was bound to cut her with a thousand knives to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"Hey, I said you're a bad old man, running to grab things with a group of juniors, it's not a shame, I'm so big, it's the first time I've seen you as a shameless person. ”

"Monk Zhuji can't even beat me as a little Qi cultivator, and I don't know if you still have the face to see people. ”

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Wushan was seriously injured, Wei Zi sneered while fighting with him, Wushan Zhenren couldn't catch her, and there was no way to take her, a foundation building monk was actually played by a little qi cultivator like this, and his blood was surging.

"Poof" Wushan suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, which made everyone have a gushing admiration for Wei Zi, and he was able to demoralize the foundation building cultivator to the point of vomiting blood, I have to say that this skill is also quite unique.

Wei Zizui Cannon has been waiting for this moment for so long, before the second feather arrow is shot, she has been quenched with Wei Xingzhu's bone-eroding poison, its poison is usually released in the form of poisonous mist, but the poison is far beyond imagination, not to mention the venom that is hundreds of times stronger than the poison of the poisonous mist.

It's just that Wei Xingzhu slammed the door tightly, and he was not willing to give it to her at all, or she promised a lot of spiritual mines, and it only gave her half a drop.

It's just that before piercing Wushan's shoulder, he was rubbed down by the vine a little, so that the effect weakened a lot, and he had to bother Wei Zidajia, and the Wushan's blood qi of his own qi surged, accelerating the spread of the toxin.

The bone-eroding poison spread rapidly, the bones of the whole body were corroded, and in an instant, Wushan had turned into a pile of rotten flesh and spread it on the ground.

At this moment, the battle was over, and when Wei Zi showed his skills and was able to deal with the foundation building monk alone, everyone had already solved the disciple who could make a fool of himself.

Everyone stood on the side to press Wei Zi, ready to step forward to help at any time, but they saw such a scene, the picture was so disgusting that everyone present threw up on the wall.

Only Wei Zi calmly stepped forward, pulled out the two feather arrows inserted in the corpse, picked up the storage bag, and used the feather arrows to flick the clothes, and found two more storage bags from his arms.

"I said, why don't we go in?" A simple smile appeared on Wei Zi's face, and it was still the delicate fourth-layer female cultivator of Qi cultivation. I want to talk about "The Legend of Wei Zixiu Immortals" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."

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