Sun Hu ignored these attacks, and only took a shot at Xue Wenrui, allowing those attacks to hit his own aura shield, and a few ice talismans broke through the aura shield and attacked him, and after a while, the color was hung, the Dao robe was tattered, and the whole body was dripping with blood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a pity that the power of those low-level ice runes is limited, and it is already the limit to be able to break through the opponent's aura shield, and then attack the opponent, the remaining power is very limited, and the spiritual liquid realm monk is covered in blood, but he is not seriously injured. It's just that for him, who is now poisoned, it is undoubtedly worse.

After more than ten blows, Sun Hu saw that Xue Wenrui had not been injured, but the poison in his body was getting heavier and heavier. He didn't even attack anymore, but flew towards Xue Wenrui.

Looking at the other party's red eyes, the word "self-explosion?" jumped into Xue Wenrui's mind. He naturally didn't want to die with the other party, the figure kept flashing, and the spiritual power injection under his feet increased, and the speed of flying away accelerated.

The two of them were chasing for half a cup of tea like this, and just when Xue Wenrui was thinking about whether to think of other ways, he only heard the sound of falling objects from behind, and Sun Hu finally couldn't bear the poison and fell down the valley.

After dozens of breaths, Xue Wenrui flew forward cautiously, and when he saw the puddle of corpses that had fallen like mud, his face was a little ugly, this was the first time he had killed a monk head-on, and he never thought that the other party would die so miserably, which really made him a little unbearable.

Xue Wenrui carefully took the other party's storage bag, and probed it with his divine thoughts, the storage bag actually contained nearly a thousand spirit stones, the "Wolf King Shield" and the medium-grade flying sword were all there, as well as two lower-grade magic weapons and some other sundries.

Putting away the storage bag, Xue Wenrui flew towards Mo Jianchen.

What surprised Xue Wenrui was that in the face of the opponent in the middle stage of the Spirit Crystal Realm, Mo Jianchen did not fall behind at all, but steadily pressed the other party.

Mo Jianchen has also used his own life-saving magic weapon, which is a small hammer, on which the slightest thunder and lightning shines, and the spiritual pressure is arrayed, which is clearly a high-grade magic weapon, and it is a very rare thunder attribute magic weapon.

Under the infusion of Mo Jianchen's spiritual power, the small hammer transformed into a shining thunderball, constantly smashing towards Sun Long.

The magic weapon in Sun Long's hand is also quite peculiar, it is actually a magic staff, under the waving of the staff, it actually brings out a snake shadow, this staff is called "Qilong Staff", although it is only a medium-grade magic weapon, but with the blessing of the spiritual crystal realm monks, it is not much inferior.

It's just that the little hammer is a thunder attribute, and speed is a specialty, and the Dao Thunder Ball flashed, just like Xue Wenrui used his body, flying around, which was elusive.

And the slightest hint of thunder and lightning, with a sense of paralysis, would make the battle in Sun Long's hands stagnate from time to time, making him scramble. Although Sun Long was resentful in his heart, there was nothing he could do.

Xue Wenrui's appearance made Sun Long feel even more pressure, he originally envisioned that it should be his younger brother who came back, and then the two of them took Mo Jianchen down together. didn't think that my brother didn't return, but my brother's opponent came back. He leaned out his mind and searched around, but he didn't see Sun Hu's figure at all, and his face suddenly changed several times.

"Could it be that he ran away first? No, he's his own brother, and even if he runs away, he'll say to himself. Could it be that they were killed by the other party? Impossible, in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Qi Realm to destroy the Spiritual Liquid Realm, this strength is too rebellious! No, the two of them are already the masters of the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Qi Realm, and the two of them were also tricked by this Spiritual Qi Realm just now. Since this Spiritual Liquid Realm Great Perfection has the strength to challenge beyond the ranks, this Spiritual Qi Realm must also have it!" Sun Long's face changed, and all kinds of thoughts in his mind turned sharply.

After thinking about it a few times, Sun Long decided to escape first, if his partner was still there, the two would meet, and it would not be too late to come back to deal with them.

With that in mind, he spun around and sped away. He was confident that with his speed, he could throw off the two of them in a matter of moments.

Xue Wenrui and the others were naturally reluctant to let him go, and the two immediately chased after him. Xue Wenrui's high-grade magic weapon under his feet was fully exerted, and his speed was not inferior to Sun Long, and Mo Jianchen was only slightly slower.

Xue Wenrui, who was flying, kept his hands on the line, and casually sacrificed an ice-type talisman, this one was a low-level high-grade talisman, in order to delay the other party's speed, Xue Wenrui brought out the best ice-type talisman in his bag.

Sun Long naturally recognized that this was a low-level high-grade talisman, its power was comparable to that of a Spirit Crystal Realm cultivator, and he didn't dare to despise it at all, he took out his staff, transformed into a debut snake shadow, and immediately scattered the talisman three zhang in front of him.

Without waiting for Sun Long to be happy, he suddenly felt a strange chill attacking, he couldn't help but shiver, and his flight speed immediately slowed down.

"The best water spirit root!" Sun Long himself is also a water spirit root, and he also has a deep understanding of the spirit root of this system, so he naturally knows that the best spirit root will come with supernatural powers. His eyes showed a hint of greed, the best water spirit root! If he caught it, even if he didn't keep it for his own foundation building, it would definitely be a sky-high price to sell it. But the two people in front of him are not something they can match.

Before Sun Long could break free from this chill, Xue Wenrui had already chased after him, and "Brush" was another low-level high-grade ice talisman sacrificed. Sun Long was annoyed in his heart, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment with both hands, pinching the trick again and again, sending out a huge ice ball, shattering the talisman halfway.

But at this moment, Mo Jianchen had already caught up, and with a flick of his hand, the small hammer that made him extremely afraid flew over. Sun Long didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to sacrifice his long staff to meet the enemy.

Xue Wenrui didn't cast spells with all his strength, but in order to prevent Sun Long from escaping, he kept casting small ice spells, or sacrificing ice talismans, which affected Sun Long's spell casting speed, coupled with the paralyzing magic power of Mo Jian's morning thunder spells, Sun Long was like a puppet man, and his actions were incoherent, and the situation was precarious for him.

Sun Long was extremely indignant in his heart, the two juniors had embarrassed himself so much, seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to him, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

"You forced me! Since you want to die, it's no wonder that I!" Sun Long suddenly gritted his teeth, slapped the storage bag, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

As soon as the talisman appeared, it emitted a trace of heat, and most of the hoarfrost on his body suddenly melted. This talisman is called "Broken Sun Flame Talisman", which is a very rare mid-level mid-grade talisman, and he finally got it. If it is put up for auction, it will be at least the price of seven or eight hundred spirit stones.

This talisman has saved his life twice, and there is only one last chance to use it, and he has always regarded it as a treasure, but this time it is used on a junior, how can he not feel distressed.

Sun Long glanced at the two of them, and finally fixed his eyes on Mo Jianchen, as long as he injured this one, it would naturally be okay to take down the other little monk who was the best water spirit root. He was glad in his heart, fortunately, this thirteen-year-old little monk was very cunning, and did not stand with another monk, otherwise he was really afraid of hurting him, this is the best water spirit root! If he sells it, five thousand spirit stones will be snatched away immediately.