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Chapter 423 Good money is hard to give up

Feng Rushan has a very weak teleportation, Chu Bing'er naturally knows it clearly, but she can't understand Zhu Yubei and Feng Rushan's pretentiousness. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter)

The so-called small transfer charm, simply put, is a talisman made by Yuanying Zhenjun to seal his teleportation magic power and special means in rare materials. Jin Dan real people stir up small shifters, and they can also teleport.

Today's Huaxia Great 6 Immortal Cultivation Realm, not only is the material for refining the small transfer talisman extremely scarce, but the legend says that even the great cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period wants to refine the small transfer talisman, but also has a deep attainment in the study of the talisman seal, and it is not just a Yuan Infant True Monarch who wants to refine it can be successfully refined. Moreover, even if Yuanying Zhenjun is a great master of Fu Seal, refining a small transfer talisman, he will have to pay a great price.

Therefore, for ordinary monks, the small shift charm is just a legendary sigil, and their opponents have small transfer charms, which is not considered at all.

In fact, the rune seal is very popular among low-level monks, but for the monks above the golden pill, the rune seal is very chicken. There is no other reason, the materials for refining high-level runes are difficult to find, and few people are willing to spend energy on research, and the study of high-level runes and seals is gradually declining, therefore, although the runes are the choice of many low-level monks in cultivating immortals, the great masters of runes and seals are very few, at least compared with alchemy and refining, the more runes and seals go to the back, the more unpopular they are.

The sects that are famous for refining talisman seals on Huaxia Da 6 are characterized by the delicacy and cheap price of low-level talismans, as for high-level talismans, there is no material for practice, and there is no room for exhibition.

Although there are similar problems in other skills, because the rune seal is a consumable, and the spells and supernatural powers sealed in the rune seal are always less powerful than before the seal, the help for the monks refining the rune seal is not as good as the elixir or magic weapon, so the shortage of materials has a greater impact on the study of the rune seal.

To this day, the high-level monks of Huaxia University 6 intensive study of rune seals are very few, and the occasional appearance of powerful runes and seals is often obtained by monks of good luck in the ancient caves, and the small transfer charm is one of the representatives.

It's no wonder that Chu Bing'er is confused, the small transfer charm is so cherished, but it is not a cabbage, Zhu Yubei is so wrong, and he said that the formation symbol of the Sancai Formation that is very rubbish is a small transfer charm, isn't it to destroy his own prestige and grow the morale of others?

The point is, they don't have a small shifter.

"Feng Rushan, if I were you, I would pinch the bald head to death first, the snake can't do it without a head, the bald head is dead, it's no wonder they don't mess around. ”

It is rare for Liu Yingying to criticize Feng Rushan's actions, but it has nothing to do with the small shifter.

"Yingying is right, next time I'll see if I can pinch that bald head. ”

Feng Rushan smiled bitterly in his heart, but refused to say more.

It is better to hurt his ten fingers than to cut off one of his fingers, where does he still need Liu Yingying's guidance, but his teleportation, after all, is with the help of the domain of the Immortal Mansion, and he has not understood the realm of the Immortal Mansion for a long time, and after coming to Yin Mountain, he is even more neglected to practice, and the concentration of aura in the channel is far from being as uniform as the outside world, and he can teleport to the middle of the Black Wind Thief, which is already good.

"He's trying to take as much pressure off me as possible. ”

Lin Feifeng was a little reluctant to hand the Immortal Mansion to Feng Rushan, and the sweetness in his heart was very useful.

"Hehe, Yingying, the Black Wind Thief is injured to have a good show, Bing'er, the drunken shrimp can't wait!"

Zhu Yubei watched the 8 Black Wind Thieves slowly approach again, but left the seriously injured number far behind, and couldn't help but show a harmless smile.

......

"They even took out the little transfer charm, this is their last hole card, brothers work hard!

Yang Ao touched his chest that was faintly painful, and cheered loudly for the seven black wind thieves.

"The boss is right, their little shifter must have found a treasure trove at one time, and there must be other good things on them, brothers, go on!"

Zhang Wei was lucky, he was only startled in the chaos just now, and he was not affected in any way, and he also spared no effort to instigate the morale of the Black Wind Thief.

"Kill!"

"Black Wind has no seeds!"

"Avenge the second brother!"

In the chaotic shouting, the Black Wind Thieves each sacrificed their magic weapons and flew towards the formation in the distance with a roar.

"Kill!"

"Hehe, I can't complain about the brothers!"

Yang Ao smiled bitterly, shouted, and suddenly swung out his spear.

The black wind thief shouted lively, but the distance of the attack has changed from about 2oo zhang to 35o zhang now, plus the number of people has also changed from 14 to 8, even if Feng Rushan they are really as he expected, it is the end of the road, the small shift charm is the last hole card, and it will take some twists and turns to end the battle.

To maintain the operation of the formation, spiritual power is naturally also needed, with the current form, spiritual power must be the various consumables prepared by Feng Rushan in their storage bag, and now Yang Ao can only hope that Feng Rushan and their supplies will not be able to support it first.

......

"Lao Huang is wasted, alas, brothers, do your best, listen to the destiny of heaven!"

Ma Jingque muttered in a low voice, raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and ate a stream of filaments of different colors with both hands, gently plucked, concentrated all his mind, and carefully adjusted Huang Han's broken meridians and the large and small organs in his abdomen.

Hit hard by the Black Sun Gun, Huang Han's abdomen was almost out of shape, and it was difficult for Ma Jingque to recognize whether those large and small pieces of meat were rotten liver or broken spleen.

Ma Jingque was born in a small family that has been passed down to healing, because his biological mother was born in a green building, even with Ma Jingque is often angry, after he built the foundation, he was not angry that his biological mother was bullied, and finally died of depression, in a fit of anger, killed the "eldest brother" of the grandson, escaped from the family, and later joined the Black Wind Thief, and succeeded in marrying Dan.

His medical skills are good, but his personal combat strength is unsatisfactory, among the Black Wind Thieves, he is not very valued, but Huang Han takes care of him a lot on weekdays, this time Huang Han is seriously injured, Ma Jingque naturally does his best.

"Zheng!"

Ma Jingque seemed to hear a soft sound in his ears.

"Poof!

Ma Jingque only felt a pain in his back and waist, and then there was a burning heat in his heart and lower abdomen, which instantly spread all over his body.

"It's poisonous! No, it's not just poison, what is it?"

"Poof!"

The last trace of doubt flashed in Ma Jingque's mind, and he fell straight on Huang Han's body, kicked his legs twice, and died black.

"Oops!"

Huang Han, who was in a coma, was heavily pressed on his body by Ma Jingque, and let out a painful moan.

"Enemy ,......!"

"Smack!"

A slightly slightly injured black wind thief just opened his mouth and shouted a word, the black light flashed, his neck was shattered, and a round head rolled on the ground for four or five zhang before stopping, a pair of big eyes were still open, full of unwillingness and confusion, as if thinking about the origin of the bright red blood stain on the ground.

"Uncle Murong, slow down, leave me two! Let me have a good time, otherwise Bing'er will laugh at me for more than half a year."

Ling Fox Man showed his figure, spit out the Falling Sun Sword, chattered non-stop, and stretched out his fingers.

"Click!"

The Sunset Sword slashed through the air, slicing a Black Wind Thief in two.

"It's boring, it's not my turn to do good things, I always let me do the work of picking up garbage, and I won't partner with Uncle Murong next time. ”

Although Ling Fox Man was closer to the Black Wind Thief, he notified Murong Xuefei when he shot the Demon Transformation God Needle, and when he eliminated the Spring Dream without a trace and then made the Falling Sun Sword, he delayed such a blink of an eye, and the Wind Thunder Thorn had already killed all the remaining three "seriously injured".

Ling Fox Man muttered in his mouth, his hand was not slow at all, he sacrificed a small flying sword, put away the huge "ballista" on the ground, and the red light flashed under his feet, and he had already flown to the side of the five corpses.

Ling Foxman hooked his left hand, his feet lightly, just landed on the Sunset Sword, he didn't jump off the Sunset Sword, just slightly lowered, the Sunset Sword flew close to the ground, the Sunset Sword turned left and right, Linghuxia leaned down, reached out and picked up the six storage bags on the ground, his body twisted weirdly, the flying sword turned in the air, it was already turning around, and it flew back against the ground, and when he left, he also put away Ma Jingque's body.

The Sunset Sword is not a flying sword specially used for the flight of the sword, and the degree of long-distance flight is average, but when it comes to the skill of the sword to move small and small when flying, and the subtle dexterity of the flying sword flight control, even Murong Xuefei of Lei Linggen admires Ling Foxman.

The hardships of the Good Luck Canyon for more than ten years have not made Fox Man suffer in vain. A Jindan real person like him who has trained the flying of the sword from the beginning can be regarded as a wonderful flower in the immortal cultivation world.

"Drunken shrimp, good, good, hands and feet are much sharper than Feng Rushan!"

Murong Xuefei paused slightly, and when Ling Fox Man got closer, she turned her head and smiled at him.

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"Big brother, you can't catch up! Beware of an ambush ahead!"

Since the Black Wind Thief is in the name of Black Wind, his flight degree is naturally not slow, and Zhang Wei is the best among them, but when they reacted to the abnormal movement behind them, they took back the magic weapon that was entangled with Zhu Yubei and others, and when they rushed back, Ling Fox Xia and Murong Xuefei had already escaped a long way away.

After confirming that the six black wind thieves had all died, Yang Ao was so angry that he chased Ling Fox Xia first, but after chasing for a while, watching Ling Fox Xia and Murong Xuefei's backs slowly turn into two small black dots, even Zhang Wei couldn't help but stop, and said to Yang Ao in frustration.

"Fuck the bastard!"

Yang Ao slammed his spear into the stone wall of the passage.

Although he was furious, he also knew that Zhang Wei was reasonable, since the other party had waited until now to suddenly make a move, and there were only two people who shot, he should have the certainty of getting out, at least he should have an estimate of their pursuit, if he ignores the chase general, it is still unknown whether he can catch up or not, in case of an ambush, the business of the black wind thief, but even the old bottom has been lost.