Wan Zhuo's breath smoothed slightly, the flames of his fists slammed, and he burned again, and said with a wary expression: "The space backpack can't be handed over to you, this is to be brought to the Ziyang Temple, and handed over to the True Monarch and Venerable by hand." Could it be that you don't even take the True Monarch and Venerable of the Purple Sun View into account?"

The person with a black face who came out of the three Yin and Yang monks said angrily: "Little brat, don't blow nonsense, you have only been cultivating for a few years, today, but not only the three of me covet your space backpack, hand it over early, so as not to miss your little life!"

Wan Zhuo's face sank, and he stepped out in a row, but he took the lead in attacking. At this time, the last of the three Yin and Yang stepped forward, like a ghost, and his feet did not stick to the ground. Wan Zhuo punched the man's outstretched scepter.

The bell hanging on the "Jingle Bell" scepter rang chaotically, and Wan Zhuo was just about to retract his fist, when he suddenly felt a shock all over his body, a splitting headache, and a numbness all over his body. The expressionless Yin-Yang monk lifted Wan Zhuo with one hand, and with a swing of his legs, he knocked Wan Zhuo out, and Wan Zhuo lay on the ground, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

The friar, one of the trios, removed the half-black, half-white hat she wore on her head, and shook the bell on her scepter as she walked towards Wan Zhuo, who just rolled on the ground with her head covered. The female cultivator chuckled and said, "Boy, I haven't seen the world, and I don't even know the methods of my Yin and Yang family, so I dare to rush forward, I'm afraid I don't even know how to die." ”

The woman wanted to take the space backpack on Wan Zhuo's waist, but Wan Zhuo grabbed her with one hand, but she couldn't exert half of her strength.

Bai Zhang, who was on the side, was anxious, but Zhong Ni whispered a few words in Bai Zhang's ear. Bai Zhang nodded again and again when he heard this, Bai Zhang took out the jade flute from the space bag, and a feeling like a breeze swept through Wan Zhuo's body, Wan Zhuo instantly felt that the strength returned to his body, and the raging fire began to burn in his hand again, the female cultivator felt that something was wrong, and quickly retreated, but she was dizzy and dizzy by a flute sound, and she was firmly punched by Wan Zhuo.

The female cultivator screamed, pointed at Bai Zhang, and said, "Zou Shuang, kill the one with the flute." ”

The man with an indifferent expression who had attacked Wan Zhuo before used his ghostly steps again, waved the scepter in his hand, and attacked Bai Zhang. Wan Zhuo took a step, his hands made a trumpet shape on his lips, and a mouthful of dantian anger surged to his throat.

"Dragon's Breath!"

Wan Zhuo* retreated from Zou Shuang, bullied forward again, and the two fought together and fell into a stalemate.

The nun wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and frowned. Secretly Dao, this little monk had a fight with Confucian Xiu surnamed Ji just now, and now he still has the strength and vitality to fight with Zou Shuang. It's a long breath that is really scary.

This female cultivator didn't know that Wan Zhuo's cultivation of the Even-Cracking Gong was mainly attacked by fire vitality, supplemented by wood vitality, and the most feared thing was a long-term fighting method, and Wan Zhuo successfully built the foundation, and the strength and tenacious demon physique given by the ape demon would not be afraid of hard resistance with monks of the same level.

Sure enough, trembling, the yin and yang monk named Zou Shuang was shaken open by Wan Zhuo's punch, and Zou Shuang wanted to step forward again, but was blocked by the female cultivator.

"Sister Jun?"

The woman's face was gloomy and she said to Zhongni: "Next, we have to move seriously, Kong Zhongni, are you going to oppose us too?"

Zhong Ni saw that Yingda was protecting Gongzi Jian to the death, and among the remaining two servants, one of them was also protecting the other, and secretly thought that there was some trouble, Zhong Ni smiled: "We are just disciples of building a foundation and refining qi, and we can't talk about enlightenment and defending the Dao, so naturally we don't participate in unnecessary fights, that, I'll go first." Well, can you go?"

Zhong Ni's last sentence was Bai Zhang, who shook his head. Zhong Ni shook his head stupidly, and said to the Yin and Yang monks: "You have to forgive people and spare people."

"Go away! If you don't fight, get out of here!" The nun heard that Jonny was not involved, and a big stone fell in her heart for some reason, and at the same time she despised Jonny.

"Zou Shuang, Qin Yuan, go on!" As soon as the female cultivator finished speaking, she took a step back and took out the rattle with both hands, and the sound wave listened to Wan Zhuo's ears, and the soft feeling from the soul hit her body again. Bai Zhang didn't dare to be careless, and used all his strength to use the effect of the Qingyin spectrum, but Bai Zhang had not yet built the foundation, and it was really difficult to fight against the sound waves of the foundation building monks.

Zhong Ni glanced back at Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang, and then hurriedly escorted Gongzi Jian and the servants away from the scene of the fight.

Zou Shuang and Qin Yuan used ghostly steps to attack Wan Zhuo, Wan Zhuo gritted his teeth, waved his fist of fire, and also used Lianbu to fight with the two of them. On the ground, there are three figures looming everywhere, occasionally the trunk and weeds are rubbed by the fist, all of them are broken trunks, and the weeds spontaneously combust the end, and the scattered cultivators who peep from afar, are also cautiously approaching Wan Zhuo is victory in the tenacity of the body and the practice is very consistent with the sea of qi, but Wan Zhuo has little experience in fighting, and the types of spells that will be are also few, and in the battle between the two, it is inevitable to be at a disadvantage, especially the scepter of this Yin and Yang monk is really difficult to deal with, a little rubbing, it feels like the bones also resonate with the bell on the scepter, and Wan Zhuo's punch on their body feels like hitting a dry corpse, which makes Wan Zhuo feel very uncomfortable。

After a little distraction, a staff and a leg had already hit Wan Zhuo's body, shattering Wan Zhuo's upper body robe, Wan Zhuo coughed several times, his eyes turned, and saw that the two of them attacked again, Wan Zhuo could only be beaten passively step by step.

As a last resort, he used his own self-created rippled fire fist, * retreated the two, and prepared to have another dragon breath, trying to give himself more time to think about what to do, but before the dragon breath could be spit out, a pair of withered palms had already pinched Wan Zhuo's jaw, and then, another scepter pierced his right shoulder.

The breath in Wan Zhuo's chest was forcibly suppressed, his cheeks were red, his fists were waved wildly, and then another scepter pierced his left shoulder, nailing Wan Zhuo firmly to the tree behind him. The space bag and space backpack on the waist were all held in Zou Shuang's hands.

The expressionless Yin Yang monk inspected the contents of the space backpack, nodded to the female cultivator, and then began to pour out the clumsy space sac, there were no spirit stones and no talismans, but it was Tianyanshu who attracted Zou Shuang's attention and began to look at it.

Another Qin Yuan monk looked at Bai Zhang coldly, Wan Zhuo took a big gulp of pain and inhaled the cool air in the air, seeing that Bai Zhang was in danger, Wan Zhuo tried to pull out the scepter with both hands, but as soon as his hands touched, the feeling of numbness hit his whole body.

Wan Zhuo saw that the Yin Yang monk was getting closer and closer to Bai Zhang, and he suddenly thought of the scene where Huang Qi fell in the valley, Wan Zhuo felt that his breathing was a little suffocated, his eyes gradually became red, and in the depths of his mind, the mysterious thing that was wrapped by Uncle Ou Ge with a secret method seemed to be a little loose. Wan Zhuo's eyes blurred, and he seemed to see Bai Zhang being held in the hands of the Yin Yang Monk.

Wan Zhuo roared angrily at the sky, and on his right arm, the golden hair slowly opened again, and with a slight force, the numbness disappeared without a trace, and he easily pulled out the scepters on his shoulders.

One punch, a punch without any flames, knocked Qin Yuan away, saved Bai Zhang, and the next blow was to snatch the Tianyan Book in Zou Shuang's hand.

Zou Shuang was caught off guard, so he had to use his right hand holding the Tianyan Book to resist Wan Zhuo's fist, and when he obviously couldn't resist it, Qin Yuan and the female cultivator also stepped forward to help, and combined the strength of the three of them to fight against Wan Zhuo.

Under the impact of the vitality of the two parties, Tianyanshu actually absorbed the vitality from the two parties by itself, and under the inability of the two parties to retract their strength, Tianyanshu slowly opened the second page.

Then, everyone clearly felt that their space sac was uncontrolled, and the spell scroll inside actually flew out on its own, and then merged into the Tianyan Book and disappeared. The three monks of Yin and Yang were taken aback, and saw that the scrolls in the space backpack were still flying towards Tianyanshu, and the three of them hurriedly withdrew their strength, and the three of them worked together to pinch a set of magic tricks together, "Urgent as a law!"

A huge dried corpse appeared out of thin air, and with a wave of his hand, Tianyanshu flew upside down into Wan Zhuo's arms, never moving again, but the words that appeared on the second page also drilled into Wan Zhuo's chest in one go.

The dry corpse stared into the dry eyes and roared "blood, blood"

That Qin Yuan cut the artery at his wrist, and the blood suddenly gushed out, and then crossed an arc, automatically entering the mouth of the dried corpse, and Qin Yuan took out a bandage to wrap the wound.

The dry corpse had sucked blood, his eyes were red and shining, and he roared angrily, and Wan Zhuo was hit by the dry corpse with a palm before he could see the movement clearly, and flew away.

It's just that when a person is in the air, he has already been caught by a person. Wan Zhuo was confused, and he only faintly saw Bai Zhang also carrying this person's sad back, so he settled down and fainted.

The three monks of Yin and Yang saw that although they had been rescued, the space backpack had already arrived and they could go back. The three of them joined forces again and took back the dry corpse that was unwilling to disappear.

"This backpack is in hand, you can go back to the mountain gate to exchange for many contributions, this time, we will definitely be able to go further in cultivation!" the female cultivator said excitedly.

"You guys go back first, I still have some things to deal with. This iron corpse, lend me for the time being. When I get back, I'll make it up to you. Zou Shuang's eyes flickered, picked up his scepter, and hurried in the direction where Wan Zhuo and the others disappeared.