"Hanging Bell Cloak!"

Seeing that he couldn't shake Zhang Ye's attack, the dark light around the bamboo pole flashed, and a treasure robe was possessed, like a heavy bell wrapped his body tightly.

Knock knock - all the strength and all the actual combat experience of Zhang Ye, dozens of fists hit the treasure clothes of the bamboo pole.

Not only did he not break the defense, Zhang Ye was shocked to the point that his arm was numb and his fist was bleeding.

The most important thing is that this magic bell is a magic weapon of the Demon Dao, and it has joined a kind of soul dementoring array.

Every punch is like the ability to induce this treasure garment to affect the spirit.

Knock knock knock - Listening to this voice, Zhang Ye felt a burst of mental trance.

Finally, when the Lingtai maintained its clarity for the last time, Zhang Ye forcibly retracted his fist, which led to a backlash of true qi.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and with a whoosh, Zhang Ye flew away and fled.

"Little bastard, you can still run away if you are hit by the Heavenly Demon Sound! I want you to run!"

The bamboo pole pursued fiercely, but when urging the true qi, it was discovered that the true qi was blocked, and there was a faint sign of exhaustion.

"My day, I'm careless!"

While the bamboo pole forcibly pursued, his mind moved, and three pills flew out of the gourd he was carrying.

Here's your chance again!

Zhang Ye was always sensing the battle situation, and he had to make a desperate bet at this time.

Although it was a good opportunity to escape, Zhang Ye still turned over a Xuankong Meteor Fist - the bamboo pole hated his teeth itching, this kid is really not ordinary insidious and cunning, he is too good at seizing opportunities!

As a last resort, the bamboo pole's true qi was exhausted, and he didn't dare to fight hard, so he had to shrink into the protection of the Hanging Bell Demon Suit again, and he didn't even succeed in taking medicine.

Knock - a fist shook on the treasure clothes, and the bamboo pole was shocked to the point of gold stars.

This is because he lacks true qi, and the urging of this three-grade magic weapon is very costly.

However, Zhang Ye was also made bloody by the shock of this punch, and the sound of the bell was tantamount to hypnosis for Zhang Ye.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, Zhang Ye sobered up a little, turned around and continued to run.

I didn't take medicine last time, and this time I didn't want Lang to waste a chance, so I planned to kill Zhang Ye in one go.

"Die!"

The bamboo pole used the true qi of the chase to chase it over.

"Good chance!"

Zhang Ye, who had escaped, threw a Seven Treasure Gourd backwards.

When the ancient capital - the bamboo pole chased over, the gourd sprayed, and the red flying sword came out.

"What!"

The bamboo pole was so frightened that he was out of his body, and he was almost cut off his head in the crisis, but fortunately, the speed of the blazing sword was not fast, and hot Lang was the characteristic.

Kill Kill - The sword light of the Blazing Sword flickered, unleashing a suffocating heat Lang that slashed and slashed around the bamboo pole!

Suddenly, the last time I didn't succeed in taking the drug, this time the bamboo pole hiding in the treasure clothes finally took a pill and went down.

Dangdang - the fiery sword and the hanging bell magic cloak fought hard, slashing sparks everywhere.

Both sides are three-grade magic weapons, regardless of whether they are up or down, it depends on the application and attributes.

There is no phase formation in the attributes, but the material of the Hanging Bell Cloak causes the heat to be conducted very quickly.

Dangdangdang - on the one hand, Zhang Ye's eyes were whitened by the sound of the soul bell, and on the other hand, the bamboo pole was almost roasted by the fiery sword.

"Close!"

Finally, the bamboo pole couldn't bear it first, and with a move of his mind, he collected the hanging bell magic clothes.

Mentally relieved, Zhang Ye turned around again and ran.

"You want to run again, die. ”

In total rage, the bamboo pole with its hair and beard on fire pursued again.

But he fell for it again.

As soon as he chased it, Zhang Ye threw the Qibao gourd over again.

"What the hell?"

When the bamboo pole felt bad, a big yellow dog erupted from the ancient capital of the Seven Treasure Gourd.

Xiaobao sensed Zhang Ye's danger, jumped out and opened his mouth to spew out a puff of wolf poison smoke towards the bamboo pole.

Xiaobao, who was almost broken earlier, relaxed after spraying undigested smoke and ran back to sleep in the gourd.

"Ahh

The bamboo pole was finally planted this time, surrounded by a large cloud of wolf poisonous smoke, and he inhaled too much in his breath.

The inner body was corroded, and the bamboo pole screamed miserably: "Why do you have the wolf poison smoke of the short junior brother?"

"I want you to take care of it. ”

Zhang Ye charged back again, and the Xuankong Meteor Fist - touched - and wanted to summon the bamboo pole of the Hanging Bell Demon Cloak, but was punched and flew in the air, spurting blood.

And the Hanging Bell Demon Suit that had just risen had not yet been unfolded, and it was immediately punched by Zhang Ye.

Bump--the Hanging Bell Demon Clothes were not attached to the body of the bamboo pole, and was hit by Zhang Ye's punch and fell.

"If you have you, you are the number one person, you and I will see you in the future!"

The seriously injured bamboo pole didn't dare to come back and snatch the magic clothes, so he squirted another mouthful of blood with the help of inertia, forcibly stimulated the potential of his body, and after casting the disintegration of the heavenly demons, he ran in the opposite direction and fled.

"Can you run, Xuankong Meteor Fist-"

Zhang Ye looked harmless to humans and animals, and still threw a meteor fist like a kite to pursue.

The fist chased it far away, and another punch slammed the fleeing bamboo pole into a scream.

It's just that Zhang Ye was also exhausted, and after all, he didn't have enough strength to leave this demon disciple who was bent on escaping, but this punch knocked the bamboo pole's portable gourd off.

The bamboo pole just wanted to escape, of course, even the gourd didn't dare to come back to summon it, and finally disappeared......

When I fell to the ground and looked at it, when the hanging bell robe was not unfolded, it was like a dark bell.

At this time, the bamboo pole had already escaped, and the distance was too far, and it was disconnected from the induction connection with the Hanging Bell Magic Suit, and the magic suit seemed to be asleep.

Zhang Ye picked it up and studied it, it should be a good Dongdong?

No matter what, put it away first, and let the senior sister help erase the spiritual imprint inside in the future, or keep it for Xiaobao to eat.

Collect the Blazing Sword and the Hanging Bell Cloak in the gourd and hide them.

Zhang Ye picked up the gourd knocked off the bamboo pole.

This gourd is not good, it is just a four-treasure gourd, after all, just like the power of the seven-treasure gourd hanging when Zhang Ye practiced qi, it is unique.

The vitality of the Four Treasure Gourd was particularly fragile, and he was hit by Zhang Ye's last punch and was about to die.

Before the gourd died, it lost its spatial mana, and it burst and swooped - this dying four-treasure gourd erupted out frantically with spoils.

After a long time of stopping, Zhang Ye looked at the dazzling array of items, completely dumbfounded, this bamboo pole is really a rich man's words?

At the last moment, an overwhelming cloud of dirt fell, almost burying Zhang Ye.

The fragrant earthy smell, the abundant aura, Zhang Ye picked up some soil to check, that's right, this bamboo pole classmate carries the Sanpin Lingtian with him.

At present, Zhang Ye's favorite thing is Tian.

At that moment, he was excited, and moved all these three-grade soil to the Seven Treasure Gourd.

After checking one side, there are now a total of eight acres of Sanpintian.

Now, there is plenty of room for the little golden buds to grow.

After tossing the medicine field, the buried items on the ground were revealed.

Among them are two jade pots, each jade pot contains thirty Juyuan Dan, and two pots have sixty.

This kind of pill is a relatively basic second-grade pill, strictly speaking, it is not very precious to those who have already built a foundation, but this is undoubtedly a lot of wealth for Zhang Ye, who has only twenty Juyuan Pills in the highest property.

After so many hard battles, Zhang Ye deeply realized the importance of the elixir, but he was reluctant to eat it, and he had to save it until it was time to save his life.

This unexpected fortune will not be so nervous in the future.

Sixty pills were collected into the gourd, and Zhang Ye continued to check the loot.

I really can't figure it out, this person who is obviously not powerful actually carries a total of three three-grade flying swords.