The sudden explosion of the Yanluan shield made many immortals on the lookers dumbfounded. Even Mo Luan Daoren himself was blank in his mind for a while, and he didn't figure out what was going on. Yan Luan Dun is also a proud immortal weapon that Mo Luan Dao people begged a refining master in the Puluo Heaven Realm to cultivate to reach the twenty-ninth grade, and it took him tens of thousands of years to collect tens of thousands of years of Red Flame Bronze in the center of the earth, and it was easy to create a proud immortal weapon.

Ordinary immortals couldn't break through the defense of the Yanluan Shield, but they were completely shattered by these two big snakes?

The idiot and the man opened their mouths wide at the same time, the idiot showed a strange smile on his face, and the face of the man suddenly became iron-blue. The immortals of Yuanhuamen, who were watching from the sidelines, looked at Beg at the same time - this little guy, but the master of these two big snakes!

The tail of the golden horn was heavily pumped on the chest of the Moluan Daoist, who had never exercised the immortal body, but only paid attention to the cultivation of the immortal soul and mana. The Ice and Fire Dragon Python was a well-known ** strong man in ancient times, and with a tail pulled out, a wound half a foot deep was drawn out of the chest of the Moluan Daoist, almost cutting him open as a chest, and a large piece of golden sè fairy blood spurted out, and the Moluan Daoist was beaten backwards and flew away, hitting the silver horn headlong.

The silver-horned monster smiled and grabbed the Moluan Daoist with one paw, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth. While making a dead hand, Yinjiao said hurriedly: "Big brother, don't worry, I'll gnaw on the upper body, and leave the lower body for you!

The golden horn suddenly scolded in a hurry, and the group body pounced on the silver horn. The upper body, the upper body, and seventy percent of the jīng hua on the immortal's body are condensed in the upper body! The five internal organs and six internal organs are the birthplace of the five qi in the immortal's body; the head is the place where the immortal's immortal soul and mind are condensed; the most valuable things of an immortal are all in the upper body! The silver horn swallows the upper body alone, isn't it all the benefits of Mo Luan?

As for the good material of the Moluan Daoist, Jin Jiao was not interested.

For the sake of a Moluan Daoist who was beaten to the ground, the two pythons rolled and struggled in the air, making a lot of trouble.

The Moluan Daoist was clasped to his claws by the silver horn, and his huge force almost crushed his battered immortal body. Yanluan's shield was destroyed, and his immortal soul was also implicated and suffered a lot of injuries, and now there was a thunderstorm in his mind, and he couldn't even raise the strength to fight back.

But Mo Luan Dao didn't care about being uncomfortable, he just howled hoarsely: "How could it be? Yan Luan Shield is a thirty-grade immortal weapon, how can it be broken by you two beasts who have just condensed the Yuan God? How can it be? Yanluan Shield is a thirty-grade immortal weapon, it is the proud work of the 'Master of Anger', how can you break it?"

Beg stood on the ground, with his hands behind his back and just sneering.

The scene where the Yanluan shield was shattered just now was clearly seen by Beg with Zhou Tian's divine eyes. That's right, it's a thirty-grade immortal weapon, a very good thing. However, its main material is the Red Flame Bronze in the Center of the Earth, which is a pure masculine material with amazing defensive power, and has excellent defense against the true fire and thunder spells of Yiying. However, the inch is long, the ruler is short, and all things in heaven and earth have their own things that are relatively restrained.

The red flame of the earth's center is afraid of the invasion of the acquired qi. The flame and heat of the Golden Horn did not pose any threat to the Yanluan Shield, but the cold light emitted by the Silver Horn carried a trace of innate qi that was unique to the Ice and Fire Dragon Python clan, and used his body to breed for the furnace ding. The power of this kind of cold qi is extremely great, and the Yanluan shield is just restrained to death, where is the reason not to break?

Seeing that the Moluan Daoist was about to be abused and played to death by the two brothers, Bei Qi coughed lightly and shouted loudly: "Okay, Golden Horn, Silver Horn, let go of Uncle Moluan." Well, if you eat the wrong thing, you'll have diarrhea!"

The golden horn and silver horn that were running and chasing in the air suddenly stiffened, and lowered their heads like a deflated ball. Silver Horn rolled his eyes, and with a careless release of his claws, the Moluan Daoist suddenly fell like a stone. But after all, Moluan Dao people are immortals who have accumulated years, and although they have just been seriously injured, they still barely lift their breath, and barely stabilize their body after falling dozens of zhang.

Glancing at the golden horn and silver horn that were depressed and sad because the food was gone, Mo Luan Daoist said in a deep voice: "Shame on today, poor ......"

Beg interrupted Mo Luan Daoren's words, he sighed lightly with his hands behind his back: "What do you have to do with Uncle Shi and the two beasts? They don't understand anything, they are just two greedy beasts! They just survived a thunderstorm, but they still have to be insulted, so the wild xìng attack only attacked you, Uncle Shi." You, a dignified immortal, have been scheming with two beasts, and you have lost your identity for no reason!"

Don't beg for words, it's hard to hear the extreme, but every word detains the thoughts of these immortals.

It was the Moluan Daoist who first opened his mouth to insult the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, and then the two beasts in his mouth attacked him, brute, can you reason with them? This is what you Moluan Daoist asked for himself, and no one can help you! As for the fact that the Moluan Daoist's proud immortal weapon was destroyed, and he himself was severely injured by the Golden Horn and Silver Horn...... You can't even deal with the two brutes in your own mouth, are you too embarrassed to continue talking about this?

Mo Luan Daoren's face was blue and red with anger, so he couldn't spit blood. Fortunately, he knew that he was now injured and injured, and in the battle with the Comet Spirit Gate, the Moluan Daoist was severely injured, and his cultivation was ten percent and seventy percent was temporarily abolished, and now he was injured by the golden horn and silver horn, if he spit out another mouthful of blood, this will undoubtedly make matters worse, and it will damage the vitality of the immortal soul.

At this time, a drop of blood is extremely precious, and a drop of injury is a point heavier!

Wordlessly, he bowed to the Min Dao people, and Mo Luan Dao Ren yīn made a calm face, picked up the fragments of the Yan Luan Shield, put away the soul of the Yan Luan Shield, and staggered to set up the cloud head and was about to leave. At this moment, a golden light spilled from the sky and shone on the body of the Moluan Daoist. A huge amount of immortal power jīng yuan was injected into the body of the Moluan Daoist, and the injuries of the Moluan Daoist recovered rapidly at an astonishing speed.

The idiot Dao people, the Min Dao people, and the Fetal Yu immortals were shocked, and these heavenly immortals all bowed their heads and said: "Ancestor, you ......"

Yuanhua Old Ancestor's voice came from afar, and he whispered: "Idiot, Min'er, and Moluan, don't beg, you all come here." ”

The people named by Yuanhua Ancestor did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly set up clouds and flew towards Qingya Mountain. The golden light moved with the figure of the Moluan Daoist, and chased him all the way to Qingya Mountain, which slowly dissipated. With the huge immortal power jīng yuan in the golden light, the injuries of the Moluan Dao people have recovered seventy or eighty percent, and even the immortal bodies that were severely injured by the immortals of the Comet Spirit Gate have almost recovered.

Yuanhua Old Ancestor's cultivation is much stronger than that of Moluan Daoist, and he expends his own jīng qi to heal Moluan Daoist's wounds, just like an elephant transfuses blood to an ant, and the elephant loses a little blood, which is enough to make the ant change its blood all over its body. In the eyes of Yuanhua Ancestor, the little injury of the Moluan Daoist was nothing.

It's just that the immortal power jīng qi is so important, if it is not a last resort, which heavenly immortal will consume his jīng qi to heal people?

A group of four people and two snakes came to the wooden house of Yuanhua Ancestor, and still couldn't see Yuanhua Ancestor, the door of the house was closed, and only Yuanhua Ancestor's voice could be heard: "These two big pythons are the legendary ancient beast Flying Ice and Fire Dragon Python?" ”

The golden horn and silver horn crooked their mouths and twisted their heads nonchalantly. What is the Snow Armor Swallowing Python? The bloodline memory of the two brothers is disdainful of this kind of little guy. The Ice and Fire Dragon Python, that is the supreme existence of the Ancient Scale Clan, and the Snow Armor Sky Swallowing Python is at most the level of the Earth Overlord, and the gap between the two is too big!

Yuanhua Ancestor praised the Golden Horn and Silver Horn a few words, and his tone suddenly turned extremely heavy: "It's been 100,000 years, it should be enough, right?"

The idiot and the man were shocked, they looked at each other, and at the same time fell to their knees. Mo Luan Dao didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly knelt down. Yuanhua Old Ancestor sighed: "Back then, we waited for a few masters and apprentices, and it was easy to create a foundation in the Puluo Heaven Realm, but for the sake of Qingrong's affairs, the two of you turned against each other, causing a miasma in the door. For the sake of the teacher, in the love of the master and apprentice, I connived at you and others to act recklessly, but now, enough trouble?"

The idiot and the Taoist knelt on the ground and didn't dare to speak, just kept kowtowing. Mo Luan Daoren also had cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and his body trembled faintly.

Yuanhua Old Ancestor said in a deep voice: "Today, I will make a decision for the teacher, enough is enough, don't make trouble." The strong enemy is coming, the catastrophe is just around the corner, and your own family will not stop making trouble, do you have to let the foundation of Yuanhuamen disappear, then you are willing to give up?"

The idiot Daoist and the Mindao man asked in unison, "What does the master mean by this?"

Yuanhua Ancestor said in a deep voice: "This matter is very important, in addition to being a teacher, only the two of you can know about idiots and Min'er." Idiot, mobilize the doormen to participate in the gambling fight, and make the final preparations. When you go to the gambling fight, you lead the team to sit in charge, and the division only appears when you fight alone with Hui Ling's old miscellaneous hair. As for Min'er, you bring the right-hand man of the Sect and take away all the thunderbolts in the inventory of the Sect, and use them at will with powerful immortal talismans and array flags. ”

With a sneer, Yuanhua Ancestor said with a hint of killing intent: "Just within ten years, 'Partridge Saturn' is in the wind plain, and there are strange beasts crossing the transformation thunder tribulation. Min'er, you lead all the people to infiltrate, look for an opportunity, and take advantage of the thunderstorm to severely damage the beast. ”

The idiot Daoist and the Min Daoist were stunned for a moment at the same time, but Beqi is eyes flashed, and he asked in a deep voice: "Ancestor, that strange beast, can it be the Snow Armor Sky Swallowing Python of the Qiluo Sect?

The idiot Daoist, the Min Daoist, and the Moluan Daoist were shocked, and then nodded again and again in a sudden realization.

Yuanhua Ancestor continued to speak after a full quarter of an hour, but there was a deep sense of surprise and joy in his tone: "Don't beg, good disciple Sun, you are witty and intelligent. Haha, it's the town gate of Qilang Gate, the big python snow armor swallowing python, is about to cross the transformation thunder tribulation. ”

Beg laughed, he nodded thoughtfully and smiled: "No wonder, when Yun Wuqi was devoured by Si Catfish, Yun Tianao was so good at talking." ”

Yuanhua Old Ancestor smiled and said: "Yes, no wonder when rì, Yun Tianao is so easy to speak!"

Whispering replaced long laughter, and the group discussed in a low voice with Yuanhua Ancestor across the wooden house.