Centipedes with long arms, spiders the size of bowls, toads the size of water tanks, all emerged from under the huge stone slabs, small black snakes as small as mosquitoes, and nameless insects the size of lice, which appeared with the appearance of those large poisonous insects.

The ground was densely covered with a layer of small black worms.

All the guests urged the true qi of the body protector, angrily scolding the witch for being unscrupulous, and even the guests were unwilling to let go.

Because the people of the God Emperor Valley were next to the people of the Wumen, there were no poisonous insects around them, but the other guests were miserable, and their feet were full of poisonous insects, so that some people with low cultivation did not dare to move.

"Is that kid crazy, he actually uses poisonous insects in such a place, he is not afraid of causing public outrage!"

"What are you screaming for, and you don't look at the poisonous insects under your feet to see if there is any movement. If I really want to eat you, the earth-level cultivation is simply looking for death. "Some careful people found the clues and reminded the people around them.

Soon, they found out that they had all misunderstood Wu Qiutian, and the poisonous insects began to fly into the air, and the poisonous insects that could not fly into the sky were directly below those purple-clothed people, waiting for Wu Qiutian to bring them food.

All kinds of weapons flew in the air, approaching Wu Qiutian's side, and every purple-clothed man had a dignified look on his face. All of them are Heaven Rank masters, they have set up a large array, and they have been fighting for so long that they can't even help a person at the peak of the Earth Rank. Such a result somewhat made their faces a little dull.

(a) (Ben) [Read] novel ybdu Wu Qiutian rushed left and right, and could not rush out of the big array, fortunately, there was the divine power of the Ganqi Divine Axe, every time the opponent's weapon was about to hit him, the Ganqi Divine Axe would exude the coercion of the innate spiritual treasure, forcing those weapons not to dare to approach.

Wu Qiutian in the air whistled, and the poisonous insects on the ground began to be restless.

After a moment, poisonous insects began to attack people dressed in purple, as long as the clothes were purple, they would be attacked. Regardless of men, women, and children, all those who were dressed in the purple robes of the Heavenly Wolf Palace had all become the targets of poisonous insects.

A little boy cries loudly, but no one notices him at this life-or-death moment.

In the blink of an eye, the little boy's body was crawling with poisonous insects, and the poisonous insects gnawed at the little boy's body one by one, crunching. Many people can't bear to look at it anymore, because there are already pits of different sizes on the little man's body, which are all bitten by poisonous insects.

There was no blood coming out of those wounds at all, because when blood appeared, it would be sucked clean by poisonous insects.

The little boy's cries for help grew weaker and weaker, and after a while, the little boy became a hard corpse. Immediately afterwards, a hairy scene appeared, those poisonous insects seemed not satisfied with killing the little boy, and actually gnawed at the little boy's bones little by little.

But in the blink of an eye, the little boy who looked chubby just now had become a skeleton.

"It's so ruthless, what the hell is this kid coming from, he is so ruthless. Some people couldn't help but sigh.

However, the man did not dare to say it loudly, because he was afraid that Wu Qiutian would get into trouble if he heard it.

There are not a few people who think the same way as this person, but everyone mutters quietly and does not dare to say it blatantly.

There was a new change in the battlefield above, and Wu Qiu Tianyi slashed off half of the shoulder of a purple-clothed man who saw the little boy being eaten alive: "Don't blame me, blame you for the fact that the Heavenly Wolf Palace bullied people too much." ”

Half of the purple-clothed swordsman's shoulder was cut off, and the person's spirit was weakened a lot, and he looked at Wu Qiutian in despair, and let out a hehe sound in his throat. Wu Qiutian didn't want to be verbose anymore, so he kicked his dantian with one kick.

This purple-clothed swordsman was relatively lucky, he had already died of anger when he was in the air, and those poisonous insects didn't feel him at all.

As soon as he killed someone, he immediately seized the gap and killed the place where the gap was exposed.

His body felt a little tired, and the witch breath in his body also felt a little bad, and now he couldn't compare to the time when he had a dry relationship and a junior to help him before.

brush, a hammer flew past the scalp, and the black hair on the head was shad off by the hammer's wind. Wu Qiutian looked back and saw a purple-clothed monk looking at him indifferently.

His anger rose from his heart, and he rushed towards the purple-clothed monk with a proud expression with the little strength left in his body.

The purple-clothed monk saw that the situation was not right, and retreated suddenly, and as soon as the man moved, the axe was whistling with the wind.

It seems to be a powerful blow, but it becomes an embroidered pillow in front of you. Wu Qiutian is more than enough but not enough, the last bit of strength in his body was drained in this blow, without Wu Breath, he is like a fish out of the water, a moment ago was majestic, this moment he became a soft-footed shrimp with sour limbs.

The purple-clothed monk naturally would not let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and stepped forward with his sword, in a vain attempt to fight for the first merit, so that he could go to Feng Jiuxiao to invite his favor.

The purple-clothed monks around him were not idle, and all of a sudden, swords, swords, clubs, axes, halberds, forks, abductors, meteors, double hammers, and other eighteen weapons showed their abilities. Some unknown magic weapons and spiritual treasures were even more inserted, and they all came to greet Wu Qiutian.

It is said that Wu Qiutian is not simple, he is the leader of the younger generation, and at this moment Wu Qiutian hopes that he is simple, so simple that few people attack.

The magic weapon controlled by the monks below the Heavenly Rank could not hurt him in the slightest, but only made him feel pain. Monks above the Heavenly Rank were a threat to his life.

Almost in a desperate situation, Wu Qiutian could only roll on the ground slightly to avoid those magic weapons flying in the sky. Avoid the key point, and don't let the opponent's attack hurt the dantian, the heart and the head.

Mr. Qiu was motionless off the field, and he didn't mean to make a move, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a shirtless man with a short figure in the crowd behind him.

Poof, the three-foot-long tassel rushed into Wu Qiutian's arm, and the blood was like rain, scattered all over the world.

The shirtless man looked at him, held a sword in both hands, and flew into the air: "Boss, Kong Qiu is here!"

Wu Qiutian has become a chopping block and can only be slaughtered, and the appearance of Kong Qiuyi gave him a little time to recover, which is far from enough to recover his strength, but it can allow him to recover some witch breath to avoid attacks.

Kong Qiuyi's appearance can be said to be expected by Feng Jiuxiao, but it was unexpected by others. Many people don't know that there is such a person as Kong Qiuyi, on the contrary, everyone is no stranger to Wu Qiutian, he had a little fame in Yunmengze back then, and then the battle in the Jiuli Mountains made him even more familiar outside. Of course, he is far from being famous, but after this war, he is likely to be known.

The purple-clothed monks simply ignored Kong Qiuyi, and their first task was to take down the head of Wu Qiutian. Arrogant people often pay the price they deserve, and only three people are assigned to deal with Kong Qiuyi, but those three people can't even see how Kong Qiuyi made a move, and their heads have already moved. Blood spurted from his neck like a gushing spring, staining Kongchuyi's cheeks and clothes red.

Kong Qiu let out a low beast-like roar in his throat: "Happy." "Stepping on the void, holding a sword in one hand, rampage.

Kong Qiu joined the battle one by one, and the purple-clothed monks suddenly lost their rules, and after a little panic, the purple-clothed monks did not dare to underestimate Kong Qiuyi anymore, and divided their ordinary manpower to deal with Kong Qiuyi, while the rest continued to fight against Wu Qiutian, who had a small black sword to dodge the attack.

There are benefits of chaos, Kong Qiuyi's indiscriminate fighting made Wu Qiutian's pressure greatly reduced, and the witch breath in the dantian began to accumulate slowly, although it was not much, but it was enough to launch one or two attacks.

However, he didn't attack right away, and continued to let the little black sword drag him to dodge the attack. From time to time, his limbs would be attacked by magic weapons, but that couldn't hurt his vitality. There are ancestral spirits who have gone to great lengths to repair him, and those scars often disappear after they appear.

Demon Yue was very anxious and pulled Mr. Qiu's sleeve several times, but the latter ignored him.

Demon Yue couldn't help but think: This year, Mr. Qiu is good to Wu Qiutian, and Wu Qiutian is also respectful to Wu Qiutian. Could it be that Mr. Qiu didn't regard Wu Qiutian as a disciple at all, and this time he just wanted to use Wu Qiutian's hand to slap the face of the Heavenly Wolf Palace?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and after thinking about it, Mr. Qiu's character should not be able to do such a thing. Some of my speculations have taken the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Mr. Qiu is indeed borrowing his hand, but he is borrowing Feng Jiuxiao's hand to hone Wu Qiutian.

After a year of getting along, he naturally already knew Wu Qiutian's temperament, Wu Qiutian is a person who looks gentle on the surface but is actually very violent and domineering, what he wants to do, if someone advises him, he may agree to it in person, but no one can stop him from doing it.

Even if he hits his head and bleeds, he will still continue to hit him, either he will die or the wall will break.

If Mr. Qiu goes up to help now, I'm afraid that the kid will not only not appreciate it, but will complain.

After all, Demon Moon can't compare to Mr. Qiu, an old fox, and her understanding of Wu Qiutian's character is not as thorough as Mr. Qiu's.

The two of them fought dozens of people, temporarily stabilizing the situation, Kong Qiu is like a demon god, where the giant sword passes, everyone retreats, as long as there is that courage in front, there will always be a slight price.

He is not like Wu Qiutian, he will kill people as soon as he makes a move, he just wields the giant sword in his hand, whether it is his fingers or arms, whether it is his ears or his head, as long as he is hit by the sword qi, he wants it.

What fell from the sky was no longer just blood, but minced flesh.

Feng Jiuxiao's face was gloomy: "A group of waste, where is the eighteen bachelors, give it to me, take down these two rebellious boys, the old man will cut them with a thousand knives." ”

was killed by the two of them before and after, and a group of heaven-level purple-clothed monks died no less than thirty, even Feng Jiuxiao, who was wealthy, felt distressed. And the longer the time drags on, the more detrimental it will be to the reputation of the Heavenly Wolf Palace, so he wants to fight quickly.

Some of the monks who knew the reputation of the eighteen bachelors were in an uproar, but they didn't expect the two young people to let Feng Jiuxiao dispatch the eighteen bachelors.