Boom, the split skull of the East Separation actually burst out with a black ghostly light, black and light should not be linked.

But it was indeed black, and it was a very conspicuous black, something that burst out like light.

After hearing Hua Wuyi's killing word, Zhikong Yuan also launched an attack, and a palm with golden light directly blasted into the black light.

Light and darkness are in stark contrast, and the two oppose each other, making a fiery beeping sound.

In the end, the golden light was too weak to squeeze into the crack of the white bone, and Zhikong Yuan roared anxiously, "You don't have enough strength to break through his spiritual platform, how can you be good now?"

"Give me tens of thousands of spirit stones, and if you resist for a while, you can cut this thing. "Hua Wuyi said quite lightly.

"Good. Zhikong Yuan replied quite simply, and without hesitation, he threw out a bag of spirit stones, and waved his golden palm towards Bai Gudong. The moves all blasted towards the cracked skull.

This monk is really violent, Hua Wuyi slandered in his heart, copied the spirit stone in his hand, found a corner, and began to meditate and cultivate.

"The Great Mercy Palm". Zhi Kongyuan waved his hand and flashed a palm, his heart was overjoyed, he found that the more Bai Gu Dongli popped out with the black light, the more sluggish his movements became.

But it didn't take long for the cracked skull to slowly become smaller, and in a hurry, he waved his hand to hit the already damaged demon slaying pestle towards the crack.

With a pop, this was the sound of Zhikong Yuan's heart beating wildly. I secretly said in my heart, it's broken, my magic weapon.

Sure enough, after a burst of light and darkness, the demon pestle broke in two and fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhikong Yuan wanted to cry without tears, but in a trance, he was deceived by the white bone east, and the white Sensen's hand bones shattered the Buddha shadow with one hand.

"Are you alright?" Zhikong Yuan roared as he vomited blood, raising his leg and jumping in the direction of Hua Wuyi.

After absorbing nearly 20,000 spirit stones, Hua Wuyi broke through to the eighth grade, and there were more than 10,000 spirit stones, but he felt that his spirit platform and dantian had not yet reached fullness.

But the stupid monk actually led the enemy to this side. Hua Wuyi cursed secretly in his heart, holding the scabbard and could only greet him.

Three thousand zhang sword qi swallows mountains and rivers. Hua Wuyi's grasp of the sword qi was perfect, and the sword slashed to the crack in the skull without any deviation.

"Flashed. Hua Wuyi slashed in one move, and he felt the power of the other party, and he understood that it was the two of them who underestimated this monster. So he roared, and raised his leg and flashed towards the exit.

Zhikong Yuan was stunned, he had great hopes for Hua Wuyi, but he didn't expect him to leave in a blink of an eye.

After reacting, Zhikong Yuan threw down the half-cut demon pestle in his hand, and ran to hold Hua Wuyi's White Tiger Sword in his hand.

At the entrance of the second floor, Hua Wuyi kept reciting the "Hell Town Requiem" in his mouth, and after Zhikong Yuan drilled out, he pressed the mechanism and quickly engraved the "Hell Town Requiem" at the exit where it was restored.

Zhikong Yuan also reacted quickly, and quickly hit the number of Buddha Gate forbidden to attach at the entrance. After a burst of golden light Buddha sounds, everything returned to normal.

"Didn't the donor say that he could split his spirit platform, how did he escape from it?" Zhikong Yuan took a deep breath and asked in confusion.

"I've miscalculated, I'm going to build the foundation realm, and if I take that White Tiger Sword, I may be able to kill the Jindan monk. Hua Wuyi said hesitantly.

"However, that Dongli is an existence capable of killing Yuan Ying, and I don't have the blessing of the White Tiger Sword in my hand. After that sword qi true yuan slashed down, I reacted. ”

"Kill Yuan Baby?" Zhikong Yuan sneered, he was too gold on his face, although the little monk uncle was beheaded by him, but Yuan Infant was not so easy to die.

"Is it okay to block him on the second floor?" After a moment of silence, Zhikong Yuan asked with a melancholy look at the ground.

But before he finished speaking, he saw three figures jumping from a distance, Hua Wuyi's eyes were sharp, and he saw that it was actually the old farmer who stayed outside, and Chenghe, and the Wu who had recovered his human form to have fun.

Hua Wuyi's head was big for a while, looking at this appearance, the three of them were summoned to open the exit.

"What should I do? Do you want the little monk to overtake them?" Zhikong Yuan is a monk, but his words are full of murderous energy, it seems that he has done this kind of thing a lot.

Hua Wuyi was not here, and ran towards the cave without saying a word.

The most unwilling thing still happened, but I saw that the cave was empty, surrounded by mountains and lush trees, but there was no flower glazed figure.

Hua Wuyi felt uneasy for a while, shouted a few words, and still did not respond.

The ground is full of stones and sand, and there is no way to tell by footprints.

"Don't worry, don't worry, that female donor was possessed by the little monk Uncle Yuanying and has already gone to the South China Sea. ”

Hua Wuyi's eyes froze: "Take away?"

"It's possessed, the little monk uncle is a Buddhist monk, and the thing of taking away is impossible to do, but the out-of-body Yuan Ying is too fragile and thousands of miles away from the South China Sea, so he ....... ”

"But don't worry, the little monk will go back, and he will definitely ensure that the female donor is well-thought. ”

Zhikong Yuan said polite words in his mouth, but he didn't move, and he didn't mean to leave at all.

"Then why don't you personally escort your uncle back?" Hua Wuyi said quite politely. There is a meaning of doing it if you don't agree with it.

"Don't be angry, the little monk took over the trial task of the core disciples of the sect, and this task was either successful or sacrificed, and there was no failure. ”

"Uncle Shi is here to help the little monk on a voluntary basis, and now that Uncle Shi has ruined his body, the little monk is also very guilty. Zhikong Yuan said with a sad face.

Hua Wuyi was very dissatisfied with this answer, but there was no way to pursue it. "Then why didn't you leave?"

"This ......" Zhikong Yuan looked embarrassed. After hesitating for a while, he said a little embarrassedly: "Those few scriptures, do the donors really remember them in their hearts?" ”

Hua Wuyi was suddenly relieved, so it was.

"I can give you the scriptures, but you are a disciple of the sect, you won't take it for nothing, right?" Hua Wuyi was a little amused, and deliberately made a joke.

Who knew that Zhikong Yuan took it seriously, and his face was suddenly full of joy, and he took out 10,000 spirit stones as soon as he turned his hand, "The little monk only has these spirit stones now, if the donor feels that it is not enough, the little monk can take some more when he returns to the sect." ”

This monk actually forgot that Hua Wuyi took away tens of thousands of spirit stones from him in that tomb.

Hua Wuyi suddenly became embarrassed, and he wanted to take it but was embarrassed to take it.

"Ahem," Hua Wuyi had no choice but to deliberately divert the topic: "But that Dongli is not dead yet, will your task be completed?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhikong Yuan immediately became happy, and waved his hand to raise a jade plaque, "This task jade pendant shows that the task has been completed." ”