Zhi Yizi jumped up, caught the monster, and in a blink of an eye, they became a ball. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Zheng's bystanders were clear and clear. This Zhi Yizi is worthy of being a prefecture-level genius who has completed the pulse in four years, although he usually laughs and laughs, and he is not right, but at the critical moment, the results of his penance are revealed.

But it is as fast as an ape, his hands are like a snake's tongue, and his speed is as fast as that strange line. The three-foot dragon spring, dancing into a silver light, like a marquee, surrounded the monster, it was a random poke, and more than a dozen swords were split out in an instant.

However, this monster is slower, but it is better than endurance. is an out-and-out Ji Chunhua version of Ma Ning'er, a strengthened version of Jiugong Zhenren, as hard as steel, invulnerable. No matter how fast a son shoots, it is also a good egg. Gritting his teeth, he used all his strength to eat, and when he went down with a sword, he didn't hurt at all except for splashing a string of sparks.

Seeing this, Qin Zheng couldn't help but shake his head: Sure enough, below the congenital level, when encountering an iron corpse, it is the right choice to turn around and run!

He doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, and he sighs leisurely!

But he said that he was a son, but he secretly complained bitterly, saying that just now he did not hesitate to be true for the sake of face, and cut out dozens of swords in a row, looking majestic, but actually useless, he didn't have to say anything strange, but shook his arm to the point of pain, and said that this monster was stinking, and he had to hold his breath. So the wild slash just now was all a matter of one breath.

In other words, the blower can't stand it, and it can't only go in and out, let alone the Taoist? Even if it is a long breath, after slashing dozens of swords, it is a little powerless.

Then he struggled to muster up the remnants of his bravery, and a sword slammed into a pair of copper-bell-like strange eyes in front of him, and after forcing the monster to take two steps back, he took time out of his busy schedule to look back, but instead of being surprised and admired, he shook his head, and couldn't help but be dissatisfied, and scolded without thinking: "Damn, you melon baby, and you're still in the mood to watch the play, why don't you come to help?"

I scolded happily, but when I opened my mouth, a foul smell came to my face, and I stumbled, so I didn't faint, and I just covered my nose, but the monster came up again, and quickly danced again, and flirted towards the strange door... I was in a hurry, and I only hated my father for giving me a few hands.

Lao Tzu is not so stupid, knowing that he is working hard in vain, he still rushes forward?--Qin Zheng heard this, so he made a decision and grinned: "Those who can work hard, you resist first, and I will be fine immediately." ”

Anyway, I don't pay attention to the noise of a son, take care of myself and methodically drum up the sea of qi, and wait for the true qi from the dantian, in Anhui, on the cloud gate, through the heavens... When he arrived at Shaoshang, he raised his hand and pointed again: "Demon, see that the Dao Master's six-vein divine sword accepts you." ”

A ball of fire, the size of an egg, shot out like lightning and flew towards the iron corpse.

It is said that although the iron corpse is not afraid of fire, but the record issued by Qin Zheng is an extraordinary fire, it can be burned to ashes at the beginning, and now the skill is refined, and it is even more extraordinary, enough to carry a thousand degrees of high temperature, and see things. If it really hits, let alone just an iron corpse, even if it is really a pile of fine iron, it can be burned into a puddle of red water.

Mao Stiff and Xing Stiff acted instinctively, and when they arrived at the iron corpse, they practiced the silk of spiritual wisdom, which is strange and knows that they have a spirit when they suck the moonlight. Seeing this fire, he instinctively knew that this fire threatened the hateful reptile in front of him, and hurriedly dodged and retreated, which also gave the tired and half-dead Zhiyizi a chance to breathe.

The fireball shot into the air, fell to the ground, and ignited on the soil, causing a ball of flames more than a meter wide, bluffing the monster and taking a few steps back, causing a son to take this opportunity to jump back, baba, after spitting a few mouthfuls in a row, he opened his mouth and sucked hard, returned to the dantian, and recovered his true qi.

Seeing this, Park Qingzi first nodded secretly, and then secretly scolded the idiot. shouted: "Zhiyi don't fight hard, fight, cooperate with the real fireball, entangle it, and try to consume its physical strength." ”

After the so-called eating a trench, rising a wisdom, and almost suffocating to death, Zhi Yizi finally had a little more light, and he was no longer reckless, and after regaining his breath, he followed Pu Qingzi's instructions, unfolded his body, and used some fancy tricks, specifically flirting with the door, entangled the monster, and when he was almost in a breath, he beckoned Qin Zheng to send a fireball, and he retreated.

In this way, when I fought for tea, I saw that although the monster still jumped like flying, it was not as powerful as before, so that a son saw that there was a door, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and the three-foot dragon spring in his hand was even more dancing like a tiger, and the tricks came out one after another, blocking the monster's retreat. Pu Qingzi watched from the wall, saw it clearly, and couldn't help nodding secretly, if he continued to fight like this, if there was no mistake, sooner or later he would die of that monster.

I don't want the battle situation to be ever-changing, but I am afraid of something, and after fighting several times in the blink of an eye, Pu Qingzi, who was at ease with the old god, suddenly changed his face, and shouted and retreated. At the same time, I heard the strange howl, raised a claw, hit the sword, and with a "dang" sound, the hundred refining dragon spring was broken into two.

The aftermath of this blow was unabated, hitting Zhiyizi's chest, and the latter screamed miserably and flew away in an instant.

"Evil beasts are killed!", at the same time, Pu Qingzi shouted angrily, and a white light flew out of his sleeve, shooting out and slashing towards the monster's neck.

At the same time, a severed sword shot towards Qin Zheng's face.

Qin Zheng was horrified, and under the danger of the dead, without thinking, it was a forward pounce, and then a forward roll, and then a "poof", but it was the broken sword that shot into the main hall, pierced through the thick column head of the arm, and was deeply embedded in the right foot of the bronze Buddha.

Between the lightning and flint, it was Pu Qingzi who drank, the corpse monster howled, causing a son to scream, Qin Zheng rolling, and all this happened almost at the same time. Then, the scene and the previous world are like two worlds.

Qin Zheng got up, drenched in cold sweat.

looked at Zhiyizi again, but he was lying on the ground in front of him, dying.

Under the anger of Pu Qingzi, a sword was slashed out, hitting the strange neck, but he heard the sound of "decent", which was like hitting gold and iron, and it could not be broken.

Then Pu Qingzi roared angrily, and the flying sword was full of silver light, and it rose in the air again, like an angry Jiao, slashing down, hitting the strange neck, and cutting out an inch-deep hole.

The strange man sank down in pain, and his body was half submerged in the earth, and he wanted to run away. Where is Pu Qingzi willing to give up, so as to behead this monster under the sword, he is willing to be willing. Mustered up a body of mana, ten fingers pinched like a windmill, the flying sword had this mana to make up for it, knocked into a stimulant, rose in the air, turned into a bucket thick, more than a long white light, twisted down, instantly dusty, there was an extra big pit on the ground, and the strange figure was revealed.

Pu Qingzi is a master of fog, shocked and angry, and exerting his full strength, how amazing?

It's just that a body of evil qi overflows, and within a radius of 100 meters, it is all cold, like an ice cave. The power of the flying sword is even more terrifying, the brilliance is flying, the sword aura is overflowing, it is so exciting that the sand and gravel are flying all over the ground, like a tornado, the sand and gravel fly, hitting the human body, like a heavy fist, touching it is injured. At this time, the sword light twisted the ground, there was more sand and gravel, and the strength was stronger.

Therefore, at this moment, although Qin Zheng was cut by the rubble when he rolled, he couldn't care about it. Busy rolling and climbing, grabbing the first two steps, grabbing Zhi Yizi's arm, he retreated desperately, after exiting more than 100 meters, he took out a celadon vial from his chest, felt out a pill, stuffed it into Zhi Yizi's mouth, and then retreated a few meters, helped him sit down, and his own knees also puffed up a body of true qi, two palms against his back, and poured it desperately.

After waiting for a while, the true qi was almost exhausted, causing Yizi's chest to begin to rise and fall, so he breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his palm, and sat down on the ground, happy and afraid.

The danger of breaking the sword before, although it was nine deaths, but fortunately, he stood farther away, if he changed to the position of a son, he would have no life for ten lives, and at this time he had already returned to the yin.

It turned out that Fang had just caused a son to fight, but it was a flash of inspiration, and a sword was taken down, with the intention of flirting with the egg. Unexpectedly, it was fate that should have been catastrophic, in short, by mistake, the egg didn't pick up, and happened to stab the strange chrysanthemum. It is said that this chrysanthemum is the cover door of all creatures, even if the monster is an iron corpse, even if an iron chrysanthemum is practiced, it can't bear such destruction, under the pain, he howls wildly, but there is a burst of silver light on his body.

Whether this monster is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, or eating pain and eating the small universe explosion doesn't matter, in short, after the chrysanthemum is stabbed, this monster will become a silver corpse. That's why Pu Qingzi shouted and reminded, but where was the time, just the sword broke people and flew, and there is this scene.

Although his own family was in danger because of him, looking at his current miserable situation, Qin Zheng couldn't hate it.

In fact, Zhi Yizi has already been abolished, and even if he is healed in the future, the path will end here. That's why Park Qingzi is so angry!

For a while, Qin Zheng's mood was also very complicated, and it was difficult to describe all kinds of tastes in his heart. Immediately, he barely suppressed his feelings, leaned over and picked up Zhiyizi, stepped back a few feet, chose a high ground, and after placing him, he watched the battle situation carefully.

But I saw that there were a few more cuts on the monster's body. It turned out that Pu Qingzi's sword turned into a light dragon, and after digging out the monster, he fought a few times so far, only to see Pu Qingzi roaring angrily, ten fingers flying, the sword light was like a dragon shock, flying up and down around the monster, the strange howl of anger, rushed left and right in the sword light, and was scratched to the skin and flesh, but he couldn't get out, and was blocked by the sword light.

In an instant, a sword flew diagonally, rubbing the neck of the monster, taking away a piece of flesh the size of a palm, and the monster was in pain, and suddenly spit out a thing, and the flying will come out, and when it sees the wind, it will rise from the size of three inches, and turn into a banner like a foot, and it will fall down and block in front of him.

The flying sword flew out of a few meters, circled in mid-air, and found the original way to stab back, the monster opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black gas, which fell on the flag, and the black light on the surface of the banner was sheng, and a black gas arose, holding the flying sword in the air, Pu Qingzi roared angrily, and the flying sword trembled violently, but it was like goose feathers like water, and it couldn't fall.

Seeing this, Qin Zheng couldn't help but be horrified, this monster would also use magic weapons? It turns out that according to Pu Qingzi, if there is no owner and no wild zombie, he must go to the golden corpse, so that he can be completely intelligent, no different from a person, and he can practice magic and sacrifice magic weapons.

immediately reacted, if this monster is a golden corpse, why bother with it for so long, I am afraid that the three of us will be flattened in the blink of an eye, and if you want to run, Pu Qingzi will run first. Driving the fog against Jin Dan, no matter how famous and authentic it is, no matter how powerful the Taoism is, under the difference of two levels, it is not enough for the golden corpse to stuff the teeth.

The flying sword was held, Pu Qingzi was startled at first, looked at it intently, his face was happy, and then he laughed loudly: "It turned out to be the Xuanyin Banner of Yin Mountain Road, I can't imagine that Feng Jiu has become the person who is not a ghost today, no wonder that Luchen can't take you!"

After laughing, his face was full of red light, and he wanted to drip blood, and the robe was windless and automatic, and the shock was flying, which showed that he was agitating all his spirit. Ten fingers flashed with a heavy phantom, and shouted three times, up, up. The flying sword trembled violently, and the black qi shook and changed, and the two things held each other for a while, and the black qi was finally invincible, and was broken free by the flying sword.

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