Chapter 275: The Ruffian vs. the Pink Beauty

The cylinder that was trapped in the ever-changing silver fox trembled violently under this invisible sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It is like a beer bottle placed on the floor of a high-rise building under a strong earthquake.

Finally, there was a means of attack that could affect the trapped cage.

During this time, the Variety Silver Fox himself, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened a pair of bright eyes, and the mana that had been accumulated for a long time erupted even more.

Under the two-phase attack, the trapped cage was driven to be torn open.

"Fellow Daoist, stop!"

Finding that something was wrong, the crane hurriedly shouted to stop it.

But the chills at this time will listen to him.

The eyes are firm, the upturned ass is more powerful, the open mouth is larger, and the neat teeth are full of neatness.

The sound is higher and higher.

The trapped cage swayed.

The Ever-Changing Silver Fox in the middle cooperated seamlessly and stepped up the offensive.

After the chirp, the cage cracked open on one side, forming a twisting and twisting crawl.

And the Hun Crane, who saw that it was not good, had already tried to stop it, but the attack method of chilling was too special, how could he cut off the cage from attack.

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu is finally out of trouble. Which fellow Daoist is helping me?"

A white light flashed out from the worst part of the crack, and flew far away in the blink of an eye.

The voice of ecstasy came from near and far.

"Shidder! What are you doing like that?"

Hun He had already noticed that something was wrong, and asked coldly.

And the defensive magic weapons are exhausted, and it looks like a great enemy.

He never thought that this Chills cultivator, who had a close friendship with him, was a spy buried in the early years of Xi Kingdom, and he had been a confidant for many years.

"For that, the friends of the Hun Dao are just their own masters. Old friends have other important things to do, so I won't accompany them. Seeing each other in the coming day is like seeing each other in battle. ā€

Suppressing his bulging mouth, he said after a number of changes in his shivering face that were extremely unnatural.

After all, he still accepted this person's love, and in that situation just now, the other party didn't secretly attack him.

It seems that the other party really treats him as an old comrade-in-arms and confidant.

At this time, he couldn't pull his face, so he attacked one by two.

Besides, the most important thing at the moment is not to thwart this Transformation Realm cultivator, the focus is still to release the large team trapped in the spiritual mist.

It would be impossible to say that he made a move early.

The Variety Silver Fox on the bright side did not gain any advantage in the defensive formation presided over by Ji someone, and of course he, the deeper hidden person, would not be exposed so easily, and he would not use a means that he was not sure of, and he really did not have the slightest study of the formation.

There was also a notice from Huhe at that time, so he chose this time to release the ever-changing silver fox.

I saw that this person's lips squirmed, and after an inexplicable transmission, the Variety Silver Fox, who flew away far away, admitted his identity suspiciously.

It turned out that this was the first time that these two learned each other's true identities.

The inexplicable transmission just now should be just a code.

"Hmph, the surname Hun is lucky for you, and this time I will bypass you and these low-level miscellaneous people. Let's go!"

The Hundred Variety Silver Fox that came out of the trap was suspended far away, staring at the crane with hatred, and after saying that, it rose to the sky, and quickly swept towards the Broken Soul Cliff defense array.

This was of course followed by Chills, the rebel.

As a last resort, Hun He had no choice but to lead a phalanx of low-level monks to follow behind, to see if pulling the large team over could help a little.

He knew that as soon as the lock was broken here, Ji Nineteen in the spiritual mist should be able to learn the news as soon as possible.

Sure enough, Ji Nineteen, who was floating hand in hand in the spiritual mist, suddenly frowned, and his surprised eyes flashed.

"What's wrong?"

Murong Yan noticed Ji Nineteen's unusual behavior and asked tightly.

"The cylinder of the trapped silver fox was broken, as if someone had provided a powerful help from the outside. ā€

Ji Nineteen was a little unsure of what to call back.

"Hmph, people with foreign surnames are really not credible. There must be no other high-ranking cultivators in the Xi Kingdom behind us. The only thing that can be explained is that there was a traitor among the two. ā€

Murong Yan was angry and said with a pretty face.

I don't know that a boat of people was overturned with a rod, isn't Ji someone also a foreign surname?

"Hey, it should be. It looks like we're going to have to guard against mutations from the rear. However, with this spiritual mist, even if the three of them came together, they wouldn't be able to make any big waves. ā€

Ji Shijiu just raised his eyebrows, skipped the other party's words, and explained with confidence.

He didn't know that this man's mouth had always been open-mouthed.

That's all there is to do now. But I don't know how long I can last if I do this. ā€

Murong Yan was slightly worried.

It was so hard to try to kill one of the opponents just now, and now I just want to be able to trap the large army to the death, and I don't have the luxury of killing these intruders in one fell swoop.

In the blink of an eye, the shivering and the ever-changing silver fox hovered outside the spiritual mist.

Gain's spiritual mist was now spreading out, enveloping a large area.

The two of them didn't dare to act rashly, this spiritual mist was too weird, and it could completely isolate the detection of divine consciousness without seeing the five fingers.

"Well, what kind of skill does that kid have to make this inexplicable thing. Have the ability to put away this bullshit spiritual mist and let's have a real duel with real knives and guns. If you lose, grandpa pats your ass and obediently leads everyone to retreat, and if you win, you can let the two of you go. ā€

The ever-changing silver fox is holding back his anger, trying in vain to deceive the nineteen and two people like a child who doesn't know anything.

The shivers on the side of him were a little suspicious that this person was sent to be sent to be responsible for something wrong with his head.

"Hahaha, ridiculous. Variety silver fox rabbit cub, there is no place for you to speak here. I've long since seen through your identity as a spy. It's better to suck breast milk for a few more years at your mother in Xiguo, so as to save too much brains and be embarrassed. ā€

The sound of the urn The female voice of the urn came from all over the spiritual mist, making people confused about the direction.

It was Murong Yan's voice.

She has always been bold and reckless, she is afraid that these many people will be present, and she has turned on the permission to let everyone trapped in the formation hear.

"Oh, yes. And the shivering child. It's the same, do you want your aunt and grandmother to open a gap and let you go back together? ā€

This is a good hand at hurting people.

At this time, Ji was ashamed of himself and was silent.

When he was muttering about how to trick those two people into the spiritual mist, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he shouted that it was not good, so he dragged the arrogant Murong Yan and fled into the distance.

"Hehe, the little doll is still very vigilant. ā€

A pale red shadow suddenly appeared from the place where the two of them were standing hand in hand just now, and the evil whispered in a whisper.

In the blink of an eye, I found that the spiritual mist around me was sucked away by this pale red shadow like a dragon absorbing water, and there was no trace.

"Even a small array can trap you waste so much, scurrying around like headless flies. Hmph, what a waste of Daxi Country's food. ā€

A female voice like a silver bell resounded everywhere in the mist.

At this time, Ji Nineteen and the two had already noticed that the one who appeared was extremely not simple, and the almost refined spiritual mist released by them was like drinking water, and inhaled it like drinking water.

The two of them had no choice but to run the exercises and forcibly put away the spiritual mist.

If all of them are taken away by the other party, there will be a huge deficit in their Dao base, and then the gains will outweigh the losses.

However, they didn't dare to put away all of them and then flee, and they were only ready to take some of them away and start to evacuate this place if they were still under control.

As long as they are not besieged by a cultivator of the Transformation Realm, there should not be much danger.

When the cultivators of the Transformation Realm who were trapped in the formation heard this, their faces twitched, and in the blink of an eye, their faces were filled with joy.

The handsome man even exerted his supreme mana to transmit the voice to all parts of the spiritual mist: "Thank you Saint Venerable for coming to the rescue!"

The rest of the people didn't know the identity of the female voice, but he had met this powerful person and knew the other person's voice.

"Hmm. ā€

The Spirit Mist Snatching Battle was starting, and the pale red figure didn't pay much attention to these people.

Being able to take away this large piece of spiritual mist that has been simply refined by people is also a small supplement for her now, and she will give up such a good opportunity.

And she also shot at the same time.

The red light flashed, and a huge palm white bone palm was fished away from the place where Ji Nineteen and the two people were standing.

The red gas is pervasive, the bones are white, and it is indescribably weird.

The two who were running the exercises noticed it early without waiting for the white bone palm to catch it, and moved to other places in a flash to continue to recover the spiritual mist.

But the white palm of the bone is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and if you hide there, it will chase there.

The two of them were very embarrassed, and they wanted to give up early.

Just as the two of them wanted to fly away hand in hand, a hoarse old man's voice sounded.

"My good boy actually came here to pick up the bargain. It's a shame that the little old man is easy to find. ā€

It was the old man who trapped Ji Nineteen and the others that day who made a move.

"Hmph, Hugh surnamed Shang is messing around, the Venerable already knew that you had a dirty ** deal with those old boys of the Great Qi Kingdom. At this time, is it blatantly going against my Kong Mingshan? ā€

The silver bell girl snorted coldly.

"Ahhh You and I have been chasing each other for I don't know how many years, and I don't know that the little old man only has you in his eyes, although he doesn't have a parent, it is impossible to learn from those old men who are not ashamed to find comfort from the old boys. ā€

Shang Kexi is really messing around, and his skin is much thicker than Ji's skin.

"The old lady misunderstood you as a big-headed ghost. Don't sprinkle monkey urine to take care of what you look like, except for your cultivation, can you be worthy of the Venerable?"

The pink man and Shang Kexi were fighting, but their hands were non-stop, and they didn't affect her in the slightest to swallow the spiritual mist around her.

Just now, he was sucking with an open cherry mouth, but now he has opened 108,000 Tongtai pores all over his body.

It's just that the white bone claw showed no sign of striking again.

As a result, Ji Nineteen and the Nineteen Two, who had planned to retreat to protect themselves, began to urgently recover the spiritual mist again.

And the big bull is helping to carry it, so there is nothing to fear.

"Oops, it turns out that I was bullying juniors. Do something that doesn't work for nothing. Don't stop it for the old man. ā€

Shang Kexi, who realized it later, only now thought of stopping it.

Ji had to roll his eyes in his belly, is this situation still waiting for the junior to report to you, as soon as you come up, you will flirt with others like an old lover when you come up, and it is too late to stop it now.

But what else can he ask for from others.

Someone else is not your father, so it would be nice to be able to take care of you by the way.

"Giggles, and said that it has nothing to do with the little old men of Daqi. What is the reason why the Venerable One is sucking some of their spiritual mist in the way of you? Tsk, disrespectful to the old, shameful. ā€

Old and immortal are thieves, these old monsters don't have a good thing, and that open mouth is hurtful.

Ji Nineteen had to sigh.

This one has already opened his mouth and has damaged both sides.

And Murong Yan, who was busy on the side and had no time to take care of him, was hit by an arrow in his knee, and he was indescribably aggrieved.

But the immortals are fighting, there is room for them to interfere, and they still want to recover a greater proportion of the spiritual mist.

I can only forcibly resist the urge to export the chapter.

"The two unscrupulous people outside the formation are not yet quick to clean up the cluster of low-level monks in the rear. What are you doing standing out there like an idiot?"

The pink figure was still happy after taunting, and he angrily commanded the two of them with cold war and the silver fox.

The two men had no choice but to turn their spearhead to the Hun Crane, who was in a hurry to support.

Hun He, who is proficient in formation, has a strong formation of low-level monks to help, and it is so easy to take it, and for a time there are attacks and defenses against each other, and the mountains and forests are on fire everywhere.

The most embarrassing thing is that the two of them, Cold War and Huhe, the day before yesterday, were still each other's confidants and drank and talked, but now they have turned their faces and met ruthlessly.

"Yo yo yo, there is enough shamelessness. A good pair of confidants were torn apart because of your old immortal self-interest. ā€

Shang Kexi sighed.

"What's the matter with you? You think your life is too long. At this time, he openly appeared to oppose me and others. ā€

The pink figure threatened.

She's taking the first few of them to suppress the tenth-ranked powerhouse.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of. If something is unfair, we have to take care of it. What's more, with a beautiful woman like you. Little Lao'er would rather die under the peony flower. ā€

Shang Kexi has nonsense.

"Shameless. Look at the claws. ā€

The pink figure had already absorbed only a thin layer of spiritual mist, and only then did the bone claws reappear and grab an open place outside the spiritual mist.

It was originally an empty place, and in an instant, the mana fluctuated violently, and a thick palm flew out.

'Boom!'

Like a landslide and tsunami, the seemingly fluttering bone claws came into contact with this palm print and a mushroom cloud rose up, and a huge wave of qi swept away.

The vegetation under the formation has been wiped out invisibly, and even those protruding earth-wrapped rocks have been razed to the ground.

In an instant, a violent sandstorm was lifted.

A number of Transformation Realm cultivators in the array urgently propped up one aura after another to stabilize their bodies, and those who reacted slowly for half a beat were ruthlessly entangled and drifted along with the dust and debris.

Hey, the power of these two casual blows is terrifying.

I don't know how deep the cultivation of the two is.

"Hahaha, the cultivation of the beauty is rising. The little old man has to pat the horse to catch up. ā€

After the exchange, the figure of Shang Kexi with a hippie smile appeared from the open space.

It's still unkempt, but the face full of wrinkles is full of smiles, and you can even smell the smell of an old ruffian. (To be continued.) )