Ju Wei had just put the small tower up. He was busy removing the thunder power from his body when he heard a click——
An ominous premonition made him look up suddenly, and he saw his precious little tower split into two halves, spinning around.
Why was it spinning around? Because Hu Nuan hit the top of the tower with a stick and broke it into two pieces. After that, the stick bit the top of the tower as if it had a mouth. The spirit of the small tower was not lost, and it struggled in the iron mouth of the stick.
The harder he struggled, the tighter he bit the iron mouth, and he swallowed it inch by inch.
Another wave of thunder fell, and before Ju Wei could be shocked, he quickly took out a sword to hold it against.
As soon as the sword came out, Hu Qing cheered in his heart. The sword was ancient and majestic, with a unique shape. In the thunder and lightning, it stood straight like a generalissimo commanding thousands of troops. The color of the world changed.
If this were you.
No matter how much he coveted in his heart, it didn't affect Hu Qing's action. Wuwusi cooperated with her perfectly. Almost at the same moment when Ju Wei offered his sword, Wuqingsi had already sprinkled the sword like a goddess.
Before the divine weapon could show off its power, the impressive body was suddenly divided into several parts. Naturally, it was crippled.
Hu Qing glanced at the stick in Hu Nuan's hand, and pulled several pieces of the sword over with the ruthless silk thread. When the broken sword came to her, she seemed to hear the last words echoing in the sword: The battle was not successful yet——
"Would you like to eat?" Hu Qing asked Hu Nuan with his mouth open.
Hu Nuan looked at the stick and saw that in just a moment, only the bottom of the two towers had been eaten.
She reached out to grab the blade of the sword, but Hu Qing quickly pushed her hand away: "Don't touch it, the ruthless thread is very sharp."
She grabbed a piece of the sword blade and fed it to the stick. As soon as she touched it, the sword blade was bitten.
Hu Qing was worried: "Isn't it an evil thing? Why do you eat everything?"
On the other hand, he was jealous: "Look at these people, they eat everything."
Unlike you, I will focus on naming and criticizing: White Kiss, Thunder Dragon, Blood Evil Pearl, Wuqingsi, Space. Okay, just follow her criticism.
She asked Hu Nuan to put away the other broken swords first: "Kill first, your uncle can't stand it anymore."
The three of them are the main force, and they are engaged in a wheel-to-wheel battle with Ju Wei. Moreover, the strength gap between the two sides is too big. They dare not directly confront Ju Wei. Instead, they harass him, with the main goal being to destroy Ju Wei's lightning protection tools. As long as his treasure
If they are all destroyed, the thunder from the sky will take care of them.
Ju Wei was so angry that he lost his protective treasure one after another. He took out an ink painting fan and threw it on his head. The landscape above suddenly came to life and became three-dimensional, with hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers standing on Ju Wei's head.
Hu Qing is jealous to the point of psychological distortion, my dear, my dear, I am not targeting you. If you want to blame, just blame that black-hearted Ju Wei.
Just when the ruthless thread was about to sweep over, a soft and sad music floated into her ears, and she was stunned.
She looked at Shui Xin sharply, and saw that Shui Xin had a stunned look on his face, obviously being controlled by the music.
Then she went to see Hu Nuan, who was also looking at her: "Mom, is he playing the flute? The sound doesn't sound like it."
Ju Wei held up a strange musical instrument under the Shiwan Mountains and Rivers. It was a long, milky-white musical instrument with undulating carvings on it. It was hard to see what it was.
Hu Zhuzhu and Hu Huahua ran over at this time and heard the strange sound. They immediately became trance-like.
Hu Qing: "Quick, go and block their ears."
Hu Nuan was stunned: "Mom?" her voice was confused.
Hu Qing was startled, and Hu Nuan also began to feel dazed. But why didn't he feel it?
Silk cloth was annoyed: "Because you are tone-deaf and have no sense of music."
Hu Qing: "Don't be joking - Hu Nuan doesn't either."
Silk cloth said: "Go get that stick and just smash it."
"No, I can't take it. It won't let me take it."
Silk cloth was silent for a moment: "Go and get it with your left hand."
Hu Qing's heart moved, and she stretched out her left hand to take the stick in Hu Nuan's hand. As expected, it was as heavy as a mountain. She turned her wrist and put the silk cloth on it. The stick shook, shook, and then became quiet. Hu Qing tried to lift it, but it was as light as a feather.
.
Is this what Hu Nuan feels like? No wonder he spins the stick like a windmill.
"Be good, let go."
Hu Qing touched the back of Hu Nuan's hand, and Hu Nuan obediently let go.
Hu Qing carried the stick and jumped up with murderous intent and struck down with the stick.
Ju Wei was shocked, how could this woman not be affected by the Demonic Desire Sea Flute? Back then, he used this flute to defeat many Buddhist cultivators, and he also used this flute to trick the Mahayana golden body into coming. Even the Mahayana could not resist, she
,How can it be?
If Hu Qing knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say: Oh, maybe it's because I don't have Buddha nature?
It can be seen that ignorance can sometimes be a sharp weapon.
Hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers were shattered, thunder boomed, and the landscape painting fan was torn into two halves and fell out.
Ju Wei kept playing, and with a flick of his waist, the beast head on the girdle came to life. A monster with a tiger head and a dragon body rushed up, took hold, and roared with war intent at the thunder in the sky.
Hu Qing's teeth were itching with hatred. Everything on this old guy's body must be precious. Okay, I'll peel you clean today.
She looked at Hu Nuan Shui Xin, Hu Hua Hua Hu Zhu Zhu, even Thunder Dragon White Kiss and Buddha Seal slowed down. Fo Seal, Fo Seal, you have a seal, have you grown ears?
Gritting his teeth, he grabbed them and threw them further away, then raised the stick in his hand to the ground.
Ju Wei kept playing and raised his eyebrows in surprise. This little female cultivator actually wants to fight the Mahayana alone? How courageous. I'm looking for death and I'll help you.
Hu Qing sneered, the heartless threads in his palms were like smoke and mist, turning into countless invisible filaments floating around.
The attacks from Ju Wei's consciousness surged forward, and the corners of Hu Qing's mouth went dry. She probably didn't have much blood left in her body.
Silk cloth urged: "Hurry up, your palace can't bear it anymore. Use a broken stick to send him on his way."
Hu Qing wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, lowered his face, raised his eyes and smiled evilly.
Ju Wei felt that something was not good, but how could it be possible? How could a small low-level monk dare to——
The next second——
"receive!"
The ruthless threads weaved around the two of them into a fine network and tightened violently.
"break!"
Hu Qing held his hands behind his back, and the long stick was close to the back of his back. His whole body flew up sideways and spun into an afterimage, stabbing Ju Wei.
Long Nu clenched her hands fiercely, and Long Wangchuan's arm hurt from her grip.
The bottomless eyes were like an earthquake: "She wants to die together with Ju Wei!"
Long Wangchuan was shocked: "Is she crazy?"
No one can see what's going on in the sky, except Dragon Girl.
The dragon girl gasped: "The weird weapon she used bound her and Ju Wei tightly. I guess she has reached her limit and will not hesitate to use her own life to kill Ju Wei. So - cruel."
Only those who are cruel to themselves are really cruel.
Hu Qing finally made a bet, betting that the broken stick that made even Silk cloth lose his composure was Ju Wei's nemesis, betting that it could defeat Ju Wei first before the attack sealed in the Divine Mansion broke out.
The spiritual power burned crazily, the speed exceeded the limit, and Hu Qing even had the illusion of being carried through space by the sound. At this moment, the man and the stick merged into one, abandoning the entity, and turned into an ultimate energy, shooting towards the target.
Ju Wei couldn't avoid it, and in less than a thousandth of a second, he unleashed all his cultivation and consciousness to build a fortress.
