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Chapter 148: Twenty Articles Are Not Enough

The mandrill reached out to pull out the Jialuji who was deeply inserted into the ground. The country map did not attack and extended his hand.

It thought that the National Map had regretted not using weapons, so it worked harder to deal with this "little tree".

"Little devil, goodbye forever!"

Guotu smiled on his face, but his fingers bounced towards the front part of the thorn, which was the part that looked like a wolf's teeth milled.

"Dong"!

With a pluck similar to a guzheng, the mandrill's head fell down with a sound, without even a trace of resistance.

The big head, which fell to the ground, was still full of incredible and even regret.

It may be difficult to understand how the National Map easily killed it, or it may regret why it did not keep a little care and focus all its attention on fighting for other people's weapons.

Guotu kicked the mandrill that was leaning on the thorns and pulled it out with all his might.

"Close your eyes! You are so guilty of underestimating the enemy! I inserted the Jialuji to the height of your neck just to pop up a light blade and completely deal with you inadvertently." He walked towards Tianhong, "If you were not so careless, you might be able to escape the disaster when it turned into a black wind. Although you could be seriously injured, at least you would not be able to lose your life!"

"No, it's impossible! I turned into a black wind, no, no roots and no reality! Still, I'm still blamed me for not being able to do my best!" Shan Mandrill used the last spiritual energy to question.

Guotu turned around and sneered: "It seems that you are still short of professional knowledge! The vibration of metal will be transmitted to the surrounding air and vibrate together. It is extremely laborious and even incomplete to turn into black wind or black smoke at such a close distance. How could I not hurt you?"

The mandrill instantly expanded his pupils, as if he was dying with his eyes open.

"Close your eyes, you will be gone in the Three Realms in the future!" Guotu carried Jialuji and pressed his tail with one hand, walking towards Tianhong with a very handsome look.

The spiritual qi in Kushanfeng's body should have been absorbed by Tianhong long ago, but he has not let go.

"Young Master, aren't finished yet?" Guotu was a little confused.

Tianhong didn't say anything, and pointed to the Wuyang Plate on his chest.

"What does it mean?" The national map still doesn't understand.

Tianhong ordered the five sheep plate with his hands, and the armor immediately wrapped his whole body.

Now I saw something strange. I had seen Tianhong's strange armor before. It was very simple iron color, just like it was made without paint. Now Tianhong's body is another scene, with shiny brown, white and black basically covering the whole body, and there is still some rust on the top of his head that has not changed.

"Are you done with me?" Tianhong asked.

Guotu nodded: "What? I'll support you first?"

Tianhong shook his head and said confidently: "No, they didn't give it for nothing, just practice in actual combat. You can rest as well, the Wuyangpan absorbed it a little slowly."

Guotu smiled, and his expression was relaxed this time: "Then I'll wait for the young master for a while, it's too soon. I'll see it all over my head."

Indeed, Tianhong glanced at the big snake in front of him. The color of its whole body had almost faded. Perhaps there were a few scales that still retained the metallic luster, but it would soon spread to Tianhong's armor.

"Oh, what a pity!" Tianhong sighed.

Guotu frowned: "What's wrong? Why did you say this?"

"If Dongzi were here, he would have been clamoring to drag the big snake to the mortal world. This snake skin is enough for him to eat snacks for the rest of his life."

"Hahahaha! It's true!" It seems that the national map thinks the same.

"National Map, we have killed half of the fourth level of Dashe Sect?" Tianhong suddenly became serious.

Guotu nodded, but his relaxed expression became heavier.

"You don't have enough mana? You haven't had a chance to rest these days."

Guotu shook his head and smiled and said, "There's more, young master! I'm so useless in your heart?"

Tianhong smiled and waved to Guotu: "Come here to help me press my arms, just keep this posture like this, there is no place without soreness on my body!"

"Oh, OK!"

Guotu agreed to do so and immediately got up and came to Tianhong. During the battle, he looked at his young master for several times, but he did not move until now. He was afraid that he would disturb the absorption of the big snake by the Wuyang Plate, so the massage was not very strong.

After a while, Tianhong spoke again.

"Change your arms, why are you staring at my left arm?"

"Ah!" The national map moved to the other side of Tianhong's body again.

Unexpectedly, he just reached out but was grabbed by Tianhong with his right hand. Before he could react, a wave of yin qi like a sea of ​​turbulent qi immediately spread to his body.

Guotu was shocked, his body trembled twice, and his eyes instantly became excited.

"Young Master!"

"Shut up! Don't move honestly! If I break my armor transformation, I want you to look good!"

"No, Master!"

"What's not? Isn't yours or mine?"

"I..." Guotu lowered his head, like a child who did something wrong.

"Okay, I was joking just now." Tianhong relaxed, "Raise your head and let your brothers see it, you are a dignified fourth-level Yin general in the underworld, and the right-hand assistant of King Qin Guang!"

"Young master, don't make fun of me. I'm almost a drag on you now! The magic power is not full, and it's hard to deal with the small mountain spirits."

"Fuck! Who said that you were dragging me? You are my patron saint, I would have died without you! Besides, who did you lose your magic power? It's not for me! You haven't blamed me for once, so why are you talking about dragging me? If you want to drag me, that's me! I'm the one who drags you back! Now I'm almost dragging me down to the one who takes your pants!"

Guotu couldn't help laughing, and his body trembled at Tianhong, who was close to him. He liked this tremor because it was filled with joy and emotion!

"Young master, stop. Yin Qi is a little bit enough! Haven't you had a few days off? Keep some!"

Tianhong shook his head vigorously: "It's useless for the spiritual qi I want to cross the mountain wind. It's better to turn it into Yin Qi and pass it to you. There is enough Yin Qi in my body, because I don't use it very much."

Guotu frowned: "Young Master, do you really think I don't know the world? You haven't gained weight at all this time, which means that the spiritual qi is in the Five Sheep Plate. Now, you can save more magic power and you will have a glimmer of hope for life. If you let go, I'm enough!"

The slight refusal and pulling made Tianhong's eyes widen again.

"Don't move around! This is an important moment for me to change the appearance of my armor! Weaving baskets and baskets are all in the mouth. Don't let me waste all my previous efforts. Then a piece of rust will leave on my head, and others will think I'm losing my hair at a young age!"

The National Map smiled "puchi", but it made the pulling force even more.

Tianhong was a little puzzled. Why did the national map, which had always been obedient suddenly become disobedient? He hurriedly used a layer of Yin Qi to fix the contact surface between the two more firmly.

"Okay, stop pretending, Young Master! Your whole armor has been converted, and I am not blind. You can take off that arm that pretends to be good! Keep the spiritual energy, don't convert it anymore! Such a big snake is not as good as ten or twenty!

Since my acting skills have been seen through, there is no need to pretend.

Tianhong smiled evilly: "What about the Yin Qi I stored before?"

"Bang"!
Chapter completed!
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