Yan Yan, who was blocked by a blow, suddenly went berserk, and the black gas above his head was ten zhang high, as hideous as a demon dragon, although Wang Ze had just staged a bloody scene, and everyone worked together, but there was still no luck in the face of Yan Yan.

Wang Ze gathered his strength, turned his hand and took out a small golden figure about a foot high, and pointed a little in the center of his eyebrows.

Lan Ruoshui held Wang Ze's upper body with both hands, looked down, and couldn't help but shout, "Buddha soldiers?!"

The little golden man was thrown out by Wang Ze, and suddenly rose in the air, becoming a golden man who was about a foot high, this big man was like pure gold casting, wearing the clothes of a warrior monk, bald head and bare feet.

The golden-bodied warrior monk clasped his hands together, and immediately punched out in the air, and a golden ripple instantly swept out dozens of zhang, blasting the black qi of the demon dragon above Yan Yan's head into two.

The golden-bodied warrior monk's fists and feet are simple, but after all, he has the real combat power of the Ning Dan period, and it is not comparable to Yan Yan.

Everyone looked at the golden-bodied warrior monk in the air in shock, and then looked at Wang Ze who fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and they didn't expect that Wang Ze still had this kind of killer weapon hidden.

As for the origin of the golden-bodied warrior monk, only the well-informed Lan Ruoshui can know.

After a while, a strange symbol that Wang Ze had seen on the chest of the Buddha statue was only in the Zhongfeng Hall of Mingguang Temple, and it was printed from the body of the golden-bodied warrior monk, and it hit Yan Yan and entered her body.

And after the golden-bodied warrior monk issued this symbol, the golden body's light suddenly weakened by seventy, leaving only a light and shadow.

The next moment, there was a bang in Yan Yan's body, and the infinite black qi was squeezed out, staining the sky within a radius of one mile.

......

A golden symbol blasted into Yan Yan's body, and the black qi expelled from his body actually stained the sky within a radius of one mile, and the black qi was like ink.

When these black gases were expelled from the body, Yanyan regained her original appearance, her skin was white, and her charm remained. She slowly fell from the sky, the bloodthirsty red in her beautiful eyes slowly dissipating, and she seemed to struggle for a moment, gaining some original consciousness.

The nightmarish scenes of the months had unfolded in her mind, causing her face to distort and plunge into great pain. What did he do? There were even quite a few disciples who died at their own hands.

But she slowly closed her eyes and left peacefully. This is the credit of the golden symbol, for her excess, so that she has no worries.

A disaster, because Wang Ze disappeared and became invisible, and the "first person" in the team did not contribute at all.

When everyone was in shock, Mu Xifeng had already flashed out, ran to the place where Yan Yan fell, caught her, and immediately jumped up, took Yan Yan's flying fork magic weapon in his hand, and ran back. I thought to myself, this mutant cultivator was killed by Brother Ze, so let's take the harvest in my hands first.

Mu Xifeng's idea was in Wang Ze's arms, and at this time, Wang Ze calculated that the little golden man who had one less chance to use it, and sighed in his heart, it was too worthless!

Wang Ze raised his head and looked at the golden-bodied warrior monk who only had a light and shadow left, his head turned quickly, thinking about how to squeeze out the last bit of use value of the golden-bodied warrior monk. The golden-bodied warrior monk lost his goal and froze in the air.

Suddenly, Wang Ze's mind moved, and the voice sent out an order, but the golden-bodied warrior monk did not respond.

Wang Ze had no choice but to try to communicate with Jin Wen, and the words fluctuated like water lines, and sure enough, he was able to have a trace of contact with the golden body warrior monk and issue an order. I saw the golden-body warrior monk beckoning to Meng Bing, Meng Bing was horrified, thinking that Wang Ze was going to kill him, but he was not harmed, but only felt that the storage bag moved, and a technique flew out of the storage bag, and the four words "Pure World Fire Lotus" on the cover were caught by the golden-body warrior monk in his hand.

After grabbing the exercises, the only remaining layer of light and shadow of the golden-bodied warrior monk was completely converging, and he turned into a little golden man again and fell into the hands of Wang Ze. It's just that Wang Ze looked at his hand and found in distress that the golden light of the little golden man had thinned a layer.

Mu Xifeng came to Wang Ze's side and put down Yanyan's flying fork magic weapon, "Brother Ze, I brought it to you." ”

He then pulled out a storage bag from Yan Yan's waist and stuffed it into Wang Ze's arms.

Wang Ze felt a little more balanced at this time. However, Mu Xifeng sniffed, but he smelled a trace of blood, which was not coming from elsewhere, but from Wang Ze.

Following the direction from which the smell came from, Mu Xifeng couldn't help but shrink his gaze, and at Wang Ze's arm, his shirt was torn, and even the inner armor in it was broken with a scratch, revealing a wound inside.

"Brother Ze, you're injured. Mu Xifeng was startled and whispered, "Was you injured by the woman just now?"

Wang Ze passed over, "Hmm." From the very beginning, Wang Ze knew that he was slashed by Yan Yan's flying fork magic weapon, and although the vast majority of the power was blocked by the inner armor, there was still a wound about a finger deep on his arm. I only felt pain and did not react otherwise.

When Mu Xifeng was frightened, Wang Ze continued: "Don't worry, the black ash qi will not affect me. ”

Mu Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't understand why Wang Ze could resist the black and gray qi, but he chose to believe it unconditionally.

A crisis has finally passed, four cultivators were killed, all from Meng Bing's team, two of the four were seventh-level cultivators in the Qi training period, and two were sixth-level cultivators in the Qi training period, all of whom were cut off by the waist and died extremely miserable.

At this moment, Meng Bing walked over to Wang Ze, his face was not good-looking, including the grievance of being compared to Wang Ze, and the anger of receiving his exercises, and said: "Wang Daoyou, just now...... That golden figure, he took one of my exercises, and asked you to return it to me. ”

Wang Ze said helplessly: "Meng Daoyou, I'm sorry. You should be able to see that the golden figure has similarities with the exercises you practice, both of which come from meditation. The golden figure is just a Buddhist soldier, and I can't control it, why would he charge your exercises, I don't know, maybe it's because I feel the breath of the same origin, out of instinct. As for whether the collected exercises were destroyed or what, I have never seen it. ”

Wang Ze nodded weakly, "Fellow Daoist, you have to believe me." ”

Meng Bing didn't expect Wang Ze to play a scoundrel, and pushed everything to a puppet at once, if Wang Ze played a scoundrel before, he would have taken action immediately, but now, he was afraid of the little golden man in Wang Ze's hands.

"You ......" Meng Bing was angry, but after taking a few deep breaths, he still suppressed his anger. There is no good result in entanglement, it is better to swallow your anger for the time being, but you have lost the exercises, and you have already written them all down anyway.

Glancing at Yan Yan's corpse on the ground, a greedy look flashed in Meng Bing's eyes. For a master of this level, how much energy should the pure crystals in her body have, as well as the best high-grade magic weapons on the ground, and more importantly, the storage bag that Wang Ze put away.

A late-stage cultivator in the foundation building period, and one of the high-level leaders of Cuiweimen, she doesn't have to think about how many resources she will have in her storage bag.

These harvests were directly collected by Wang Ze.

In this battle, it was Wang Ze who saved everyone, and did not hesitate to use the puppet with the combat power of the Ning Dan period. He consumes a lot, and he has the ability to shock everyone, and others dare not talk much.

And Wang Ze didn't say that he would allocate resources, and no one had any excuse to put it forward.

Of course, Wang Ze will not be stupid enough to take out the storage bag and share it, he is not a bad person. After all, he used the limited opportunity of the little golden man, and he didn't know who to cry to. It's equivalent to the attack of the Ning Dan period, and it's a big loss.

Meng Bing had no choice but to turn around and leave, but he suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed, and when he just turned around, he seemed to see a trace of blood on Wang Ze's arm.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Ze's arm, and sure enough, he was confirmed, and couldn't help but exclaim: "You were injured?!You were injured by a mutant cultivator!"

Hearing Meng Bing's words, everyone couldn't help but be surprised.

Meng Bing's pupils shrank, and he suddenly sacrificed his magic weapon, which turned into a streamer of light and shot towards Wang Ze, shouting in his mouth: "In order to save you, there is no other way." ”

In fact, Meng Bing has already moved his murderous intent in his heart, as long as he has slashed the magic weapon, Wang Ze is dead, and the little golden puppet cannot be used, he will be able to control the entire team with the cultivation of the foundation building period.

It is best to be able to kill Wang Ze, and if it is a mistake, it can also be explained that he is trying to save him.

Mu Xifeng's sense of crisis was extremely keen, and he felt it the moment Meng Bing moved to kill, facing Meng Bing's magic weapon, the blood on his body flashed, and the magic weapon suddenly came out, and he greeted it. Hearing the sound of "bang", the two magic weapons collided together, Mu Xifeng's magic weapon broke in response, and Meng Bing's magic weapon was also blocked and rebounded. After all, Mu Xifeng's cultivation gap was too big, and his spiritual power was shocked, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Mu Xifeng didn't seem to feel the injuries on his body, stared at Meng Bing tightly, and shouted: "Your mother's arm slashing is addicted, right, try it again?"