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Updated: 2O13-O2-24

Chapter 421: The Heart of the Earth Burns God

"Hehe, these guys, their patience is not bad, Lao Feng, you said they could wait a few more days. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)"

At the entrance of a huge underground space, Zhu Yubei leisurely took a sip of wine, bored and idle with Feng Rushan.

"Lao Zhu, you should pay more attention to the patience of the warbler, this place is good, if the warbler has a temper, the next time he encounters such a good terrain, I don't know how long it will take." Come on, Lao Zhu, get ready!"

A jade plaque in Feng Rushan's hand suddenly brightened red.

"Hey, someone is really eyeing us, Feng Rushan, how do you know? 14 people, so many?"

Liu Yingying looked at the jade card in Feng Rushan's hand, her eyebrows frowned slightly, but she didn't see how to panic.

They have gained a lot in this space, and Liu Yingying is in high spirits, and she is a little unhappy to be disturbed for no reason.

As for how to deal with the people who came, since Feng Rushan had expected it, he naturally didn't need to worry about Liu Yingying.

"Drunken shrimp, I have long heard that your spring dream is traceless and wonderful, and you have shown your might in the Good Luck Canyon, and you have killed 6 Huawei War Department, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance to see it, this time it's up to you. ......”

Zhu Yubei opened his mouth to take over the conversation and began to introduce his plan, as if she hadn't asked, Liu Yingying didn't care, she was used to it.

And she was just asking casually, she had long been accustomed to Feng Rushan's strange behavior, besides, how did Feng Rushan know about the current enemy, is it very important!

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"Haha, what a big gourd! Brothers, we are lucky, whether we eat or drink spicy food depends on everyone's motivation! Hey, after this vote, everyone can retire! What do you say?"

A look of greed flashed in Yang Ao's eyes, and he immediately shouted loudly.

"Kill them!"

"Don't worry, boss, where can you let the fat in your mouth slip away?"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

At the end of the narrow passage, in an unknown formation, the five people of Feng Rushan were waiting for the battle, but they all showed nervousness. Behind them, there is a huge underground space, and more importantly, the concentration of aura in the space is obviously much richer.

Obviously, Feng Rushan is lucky, such a large aura space, there must be a lot of good things in it, and now, this qiē is naturally in the bag of the Black Wind Thief.

Wealth is moving, and for their group of bandits who make a living by robbing and robbing, there is nothing more exciting for them. I saw that this group of people was murderous, and the fatigue caused by a long period of idleness suddenly decreased a lot.

Huang Han glanced at the boss with some admiration, the boss seemed to be rude, but his fluttering words suddenly aroused the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts, and the means were extraordinary!

"In the north of Zhu Yubei, the lower Bishui Gate. Fellow Daoists, the mountains do not turn to the water, the water does not turn to the people, today for the sake of the face of Bishuimen, how about it is convenient for you to do it?"

Zhu Yubei saluted Yang Ao with his fists from afar, although his voice was not small, his mid-air was faintly insufficient.

"Idiots! Brothers, don't worry, they have wounds!"

Yang Ao waved his hand, and a swarthy spear came out of his hand, and the spear slashed through the void, bringing a piercing whistle. The Black Wind Thief behind him was naturally not far behind, and more than a dozen magic weapons of various kinds flew out, either quickly or slowly, chaotically flying towards an unknown formation two hundred zhang away.

"Lao Zhu, it's useless. Fight for them. ”

Feng Rushan raised the wine gourd, took a sip, shouted, kicked under his feet, and suddenly rushed out of the formation, the golden light flashed, and a pair of exquisite golden battle armor suddenly appeared, protecting him tightly from top to bottom, opening his mouth and spitting out the black sun gun, shaking the gun in his right hand, patting the storage bag on his waist with his left hand, and two shields appeared in front of him.

Zhu Yubei shook his head, spit out the mountain-shaking hammer, kept pinching with both hands, and said something in his mouth.

"Hurry!"

The willow warbler screamed, the jade hand waved continuously, the channel fluctuated together, and the lotus flowers with large bowls fell from the top one after another, the lotus flowers were colorful and fell slowly, and they were very good-looking.

"Huh!"

Yang Ao's spear smashed a lotus flower lightly, but there was nothing strange about it, but the degree of the spear was half a minute slower.

"Good time!"

Feng Rushan saw the contribution of Liu Yingying's "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers", his heart was settled, and in the midst of shouting, he commanded the two shields to face the two flying swords with the fastest degree respectively, a black sun spear, and Yang Ao's spear collided fiercely.

"Boom, pop, pop!"

In the loud noise, Feng Rushan "Kick, kick, kick!" took three steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood with "wow". Without waiting to stand firm, he commanded the shield that was crooked by the flying sword to block the two sickle-shaped magic weapons, and in his busy schedule, he didn't forget to take out a wine gourd and drink two sips.

"Poof!

In the continuous impact sound, although Feng Rushan had tried his best to block it, there were still seven or eight magic weapons that hit the red and yellow formation light mask.

Lin Feifeng's face turned pale, his hands waved at the sixteen small flags on the ground without hurry, and at the same time opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of milky white essence to a yellow jade plate in front of him, and the light mask shook for a while, and it didn't take long to recover as before.

"Hurry!"

Chu Bing'er pointed a little finger, and the autumn water was bright and bright without a trace.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Qiushui slashed without a trace on a ring-shaped magic weapon.

"It's weird!"

An elegant middle-aged man with a black face and a long beard let out a strange scream, obviously the owner of the ring-shaped magic weapon.

The ring-shaped magic weapon hit the mask solidly, the power was exhausted, the middle-aged man was about to take back his magic weapon, and was suddenly hit by the autumn water without a trace, looking at the momentum of the autumn water without a trace, it must be the best magic weapon Undoubtedly, the middle-aged man expected that his magic weapon body would inevitably be damaged, and he was distressed, and suddenly felt that the divine thoughts in the magic weapon were slightly scattered, and the induction of himself and the magic weapon was actually stagnant, and he couldn't help but cry out.

"Go!"

Zhu Yubei has been gathering momentum for a long time, such a good opportunity, how can he miss it, in the loud shouts, the mountain hammer happened to pass through the middle of the ring, the long hammer chain was wound twice, and the mountain hammer was tightly tied with the ring magic weapon.

"Burning God!"

In Zhu Yubei's loud shout, a purple flame came out of the mountain-shaking hammer, wrapping the ring-shaped magic weapon in the middle.

The ring-shaped magic weapon is the natal magic weapon of the elegant middle-aged man, who has been warm for many years, and his mind is connected, and the divine thoughts attached to the magic weapon are inexplicably scattered by the autumn water without a trace, and immediately return to normal.

Under the full force of the middle-aged man, the magic weapon of the ring slowly flew in the direction of the elegant middle-aged man.

"Haha, the natal magic weapon, how can it be taken away lightly!"

"This fat man is stupid!"

"Zhang Lao Liu, come on, get his hammer over!"

"This is called stealing chickens, but it can't be a handful of rice!"

There are only five opponents, and between the faces, Feng Rushan was injured and vomited blood, obviously the old injuries have not healed, and the black wind thief is not in a hurry to do it, and he actually cheered up for the elegant middle-aged man with a smile.

It is necessary to know that the monk fights the method, and the collision of two magic weapons is ordinary, but like the mountain hammer and the ring, the two magic weapons are entangled, which is extremely rare, so it is a rare and strange situation, not to mention that "Zhang Lao Liu" has the upper hand at a glance, and the black wind thief should not look at the excitement.

"Oh!

Seeing that the ring flew closer and closer to him, "Zhang Lao Liu" was full of joy and secretly happy, and was about to take back his natal magic weapon in one go, and earn a hammer by the way, when suddenly there was a pain in his brain, and the divine thoughts on the magic weapon disappeared, and the connection between himself and the ring was also nowhere to be found.

"Poof!"

"Zhang Lao Liu" natal magic weapon was destroyed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body shook twice, "Poof!" fell to the ground with a bang, and he fainted.

"Ha, ha, thank you!"

Zhu Yubei's face was also a little pale, he smiled, took out a red pill, opened his mouth and swallowed it in his stomach.

"Ma Jingque, hurry up and wake up the sixth child and ask him what's going on?"

Suddenly, Yang Ao was also confused.

After taking over this business, Yang Ao also inquired a little about the situation of the "opponent", knowing that the five people of Zhu Yubei were the top sect disciples, and the other two were scattered cultivators, one of them was still the "honorary elder" Feng Rushan.

Zhang Lao Liu lost his natal magic weapon, and it was impossible to recover it in three or five years.

Zhu Yubei's mountain-shaking hammer table is too weird, since Feng Rushan and his party have laid out a defensive formation, they obviously will not flee lightly, and the rest of the Black Wind Thieves are not in a hurry to attack.

Let's find out what happened to Zhang Lao Liu first.

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"Feng Rushan, are you okay?"

Lin Feifeng's magic trick kept hitting the small flag and asked casually.

"Senior sister, I lied to them when I vomited blood, in fact, I vomited wine in the gourd. ”

The black wind thief did not move to attack, Feng Rushan also retreated into the formation, sat on the ground and kept drinking in small sips, just now he resisted the five magic weapons, although due to the distance, and after the willow warbler's heavenly maiden scattered flowers, the power of the other party's magic weapon was weakened, but his divine sense was also shaken, and the mana was consumed a lot.

"Oh, that's good!"

Lin Feifeng's expression was relaxed, and there was an expression on her face that was really like this, and she concentrated on adjusting her formation.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Liu Yingying muttered a sentence and ignored it again. In terms of mana consumption alone, except for Lin Feifeng, she is the eldest of the remaining four. She is the spiritual root of Shuimu, and the Bihai Tide Birth Technique she has refined is also a top-level technique, although her attack and defense are not the best, she is quite unique in trapping and delaying the enemy.

"Feng Rushan, why do you want to show weakness to the enemy, and let them know the difficulties and retreat?"

Regarding Zhu Yubei's plan, although Chu Bing'er did not oppose it in the end, the doubts in her heart could not be let go of after all. Feng Rushan's approach was very unreasonable, Murong Xuefei was not there, so she naturally had to take the opportunity to ask for a clear understanding.