Spells are naturally useless, otherwise, they will be solved as soon as they are cultivated. It seems that one thing descends one thing. The white-clothed Langjun asked the Kunlun Ancestor to take out the wooden handle and give it a try, and with such a proposal, it was naturally the explanation of Yang Qingshan and his wife.

The wooden handle is a magic weapon that he has cultivated for many years, and no one knows about it, and the secrecy is even more 100%, how did this kid know? It seems that this kid has some ability. said: "Boy, it's amazing, it's really powerful." ”

"My predecessors have won the award, how can I have this ability. The dissatisfied master said, I only knew it when I gave guidance to the masters. ”

"Who is the master?

"It's been a long time, and I won't be able to say it clearly for a while, so I will tell the master in detail at my leisure. The white-clothed Langjun hesitated for a moment and said.

Originally, it was all out of it, but this matter is amazing, and it is really not easy to say it in one sentence.

If you don't tell me, it's not easy to think about it, so let's look forward to it.

With his arm stretched out, his palm up, and a wooden wedge appeared in his palm.

This object is one foot long, the size of the middle finger, and the hovering pattern is carved on it, delicate and delicate.

Such a magic weapon is rare, and the white-clothed Langjun said curiously: "Senior, having a magic weapon means that the mana has increased greatly, isn't this the reason." ”

"Yes, not all, after all, it is controlled by people. ”

The white-clothed man sighed, but he actually roughly understood. Also, that is to say, the magic weapon has its own power after all, and it is not all, that is, the magic weapon still has to rely on the master. Thinking of this, he nodded, expressed his understanding, and said, "Please master do it." ”

Kunlun Ancestor appeared in the palm of his hand with a wooden handle, lifting his qi and casting spells, and in an instant, the wooden handle turned into a needle, and drilled into Xiaoyao Ichiro's head from the gate of heaven.

Suddenly, Xiaoyao Ichiro's head became uncomfortable as if he was fighting, and his crazy movements made him lose his mind, and he had to fight against his body, but fortunately, his body was forced to be unable to move, so that Kunlun Ancestor could cast spells normally.

The wooden handle is inserted directly into the spell, and the mana is used to expel it, but I didn't expect it to be very difficult, and it is difficult to solve the magic. However, it can shake the magic and destroy it little by little.

Suddenly, the magic became stronger, and I thought someone was casting a spell. Then, it will be a flower.

Yizhihua was closing her eyes to recuperate, and suddenly realized that someone was cracking the black control spell, but she didn't expect that there was such a powerful lord in the world. Is it that kid again? Think about it, no matter how powerful he is, I believe that he doesn't have the ability to break this method, it seems that there is someone else. Hurriedly raised his qi and cast spells to help, blocking the spells cast by the other party.

There was a duel with a branch of flowers, Kunlun Ancestor felt powerless, if he insisted, he would definitely lose, and he wanted the white-clothed Langjun to help.

Before he could make a move, Yi Xiuran said, Master, I'll come.

Also, she is a cultivator after all, and her mana must be higher than herself, and if she takes action, she will definitely subdue her.

In fact, the white-clothed Langjun didn't know what was going on, and understood that the Kunlun Ancestor couldn't conquer the curse.

With a Xiuran shot, the tense atmosphere was reversed, the defeat was controlled, and victory was in sight, step by step. Soon, the magic is slowly cracked.

Yizhihua tried his best, but he was weak and unable to fight back, so he could only fight hard, and he actually knew the situation when it was good and sometimes bad.

I want to call someone to help, but there is no one to call, they will all be mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they can't protect themselves.

Who is so powerful? He can break the spell he has set. It seems that the comer is not good.

Before I thought it through, I couldn't hold on anymore and had to give up and look for another opportunity.