The leader with the scarlet box on his back finally raised his head, his expression moving slightly. The hand was just about to untie his box. An unbridled laugh came from the left.

"Isn't this the White Dragon Daoist who is pulling the view, why are you here to find me?" Wang Wuwu sat in the middle of this group of people carrying boxes on their backs.

There was an uproar, the sound of a group of unboxers, and Bai Long raised his hand to stop everyone. Turning to Wang Wuwu and said: "The day before yesterday, there was a disciple in my temple who had not yet built a foundation, and he was ordered by the master to give the newly cast golden rooster puppet in the temple to the Taoist friends of Zijin Temple. The long box automatically cracks a gap.

"So, don't talk nonsense, I don't want to make a big deal out of it, and the golden rooster puppet will return it to us. It's of no use to you, but it's more important than our lives to us. ”

"Oh, the bastard boy you said was the one who took the initiative to gamble with me, and if he lost, this thing would naturally belong to me. However, Wang Wuwu stood up and said: "Win me, as long as you win the battle against me, this golden rooster will naturally belong to you." ”

"Deal!"

Seeing that there was a solution, Zhaopu stopped talking, and didn't care if Wang Wume, the junior brother, won or lost. After Wan Zhuo chose the two exercises, he came to the square with Feipeng, first saw a fighting method from a distance, but was broken by his senior brother's move, and now the invincible Wang Wuwu senior brother is going to fight with the guy who looks powerful opposite. Wan Zhuo asked nervously, "Senior Brother Feipeng, who do you think is more powerful, Senior Brother Wang or the person holding the box opposite?"

Fei Peng said: "You can't be in the realm, it's no wonder that you can't see their strength, the two of them are monks in the middle stage of foundation building, let's focus on the Five Elements Exercises, especially good at gold and fire." On the opposite side is the second disciple under the decaying iron gate of the Traction Guan Immortal Peak. The Traction Concept is good at using mechanism golems. Last year, the two of them competed in the Seven Views Competition. ”

"And how did it end?"

"Senior Brother Wuwu lost half a move, and the people who led the audience this time came here, not necessarily because Senior Brother Wuwu was bad, and he wanted to take revenge. ”

In this word, the other side has already passed more than a dozen moves. The white dragon stretched out his hand and pulled out a short dagger from the box, looking at the wind, the tip of the knife kept chasing Wang Wuwu's figure.

"It is a unique spiritual weapon that leads the view, and it should not be underestimated. Fei Peng explained to Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang.

When the dagger was stretched to sixty or seventy feet, it reached its limit. The white dragon* waved the dagger's right hand, and the dagger instantly disintegrated into countless smaller fragments, chasing after the selfless flickering figure. At the same time, the white dragon reversed the box with his left hand, and lifted the box up at once, and several pinholes appeared on the narrow side, aiming at the selfless shot.

"Senior Brother Feipeng, what kind of treasure is that box?" Bai Zhang asked in confusion.

"That box is almost as useful as our space sac, it's all used to hold things. However, their boxes are more complex and can hold more things. ”

"Wang Wume, are you so capable?" Bai Long said sharply as he looked at Wang Wuwu, who was trapped in the cage he had formed with silver needles and knife fragments.

Wrong!

With a wave of the white dragon's right hand, a fragment slashed through Wang Wuwu's body, but not a trace of blood appeared.

When will the golden cicada shed its shell!

The white dragon's heart moved, and he looked at the sky fiercely. Seeing that a figure was quickly pinching the technique, the red light on his body became more and more intense. The white dragon hurriedly rushed those silver needles and fragments into the air, but when they touched the periphery of the red light, they all dissolved.

The white dragon's pupils shrank, and he no longer paid attention to the silver needles and fragments. The crates began to open from all sides, and the sound of the mechanism colliding was non-stop for a moment.

Wang Wuwu had completed the magic trick at this time, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Fire is coming!" I saw that the overwhelming fire burned all over the sky, and then formed a fire dragon to attack the white dragon.

Wan Zhuo's eyes lit up and muttered to himself: "If you don't learn such a powerful spell, it's really in vain to be an immortal cultivator." ”

Fei Peng glanced at Wan Zhuo and said: "That is a big move that can be used in the late stage of foundation building to open the three qi seas of the body, the dantian, the chest, and the forehead. Senior Brother Wuwu is a little anxious, afraid that he will suffer. ”

When the squirting dragon was gone, all that was left was a charred black shell. And from time to time to shed something. Wang Wuwu fell from the air, his legs were still a little weak, he took a few breaths of air, and relieved himself, secretly saying that this trick is really not good for the realm.

A group of Taoist priests with boxes in Hetan Baiguan next to them saw that there was only a pile of charred human figures left in the same place, and they couldn't feel the qi of the white dragon, so they suddenly became excited. Han Shuo of Tan Baiguan said excitedly: "Wang Wume, what did you do to Bai Daoyou, he is the son of the Bai family, if you kill him, Tuguan and the Bai family will not be able to spare you!"

Wang Wuwu said weakly: "What are you panicking, Bai Daoyou can't die, but this competition must be me."

Before Wang Wuwu finished speaking, he suddenly felt a silver needle pressing against him from the back of his head. Then, a hand stretched out from the charcoal in front of him, and with a movement of his fingers, the silver needle gradually moved from the back of Wang Wume's head to his eyes. Then there is the white dragon's hatless and almost bewitching face.

"Wang Wume, what must be you?" Bai Long walked out of the charcoal, his upper body exposed, his straight black hair reached his waist, his eyes were full of cold color, and said: "The golden rooster puppet was carried by my brother Bai Feng, and you have seen him more than once or twice." If you dare to bully him next time, see if I don't clean you up!" After speaking, he snorted coldly, snatched the space bag from Wang Wuwu's waist, and took out the golden rooster puppet. But he didn't return the bag to Wang Wume.

"The spirit stones inside should be the cost of repairing the box. No thanks!"

Wang Wuwu raised his hands and grinned: "If you win, it's all up to you." "It's like you're not the one who lost.

The people who pulled the view and the Tanbai view came abruptly and went very quickly. I got the Golden Rooster puppet and didn't stay.

Li Han walked to Wang Wume's side, and finally helped him, senior brother Zhaopu shook his head and walked back to the inner hall, Luo Feng couldn't help but sneer, the two usually don't look at each other, and this is a great time, and they can't miss it. Wang Wuself only thought that there was a green-headed fly beside him. Although he lost, he played comfortably and didn't care about anything.

Fei Peng continued to guide Wan Zhuo and Bai Zhang's work, and asked, "What spell exercises have you taken?"

Wan Zhuo replied: "One is called lightning strike, one is called dragon breath, and one is called Lianbu." ”

"Mine is a golden general, a light note. Bai Zhang said.

"Well, you guys have a good rest for a few days, and in three days, you will go up the mountain. ”