This question did not last long. As the little fox's eyes, which were as magic as a ruby, came into view, Gu Fenghua and others suddenly realized that Obsidian could hide the powerful divine thoughts of Zeng Ning'an's Emperor Saint Realm.
Even hiding everyone around me, thanks to Juju's help.
It was not until this time that everyone noticed that the graceful fox tail behind the little fox had changed from three to five, each of which emitted mysterious light patterns, like a rainbow.
It turned out that after such a long sleep, coupled with the power of the ancient ferocious beasts absorbed from the roe owl a few days ago, the little fox finally grew up and his strength also improved!
Seeing this scene, Gu Fenghua and others were ecstatic.
Thoughts flashed through his heart, but in fact they were just a moment! Just as Gu Fenghua and others found the answer, Zeng Ning'an had already flown up to a hundred feet high. He was obviously confused by Obsidian's fist.
He tilted his neck, his eyes were confused, and he still hadn't woken up.
Finally, the power of the punch was gradually exhausted, and Zeng Ning'an's body stagnated and flew downwards.
"Third brother!" Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan finally came to his senses and flew towards Zeng Ning'an at the same time.
That's a hundred feet high. Even a strong man in the realm of the Emperor Saint would not feel good if he smashed it down without any consciousness. If he was not lucky and still looked down, he would probably feel even worse.
"Bang..." Weng Yuanming and his wife had just set off when they heard a thunderous explosion in the air. A green vine appeared out of thin air, like a slender steel whip, sucking hard on Zeng Ning'an's body.
The tip of the needle also pierced his body. Green light lines were like rippling water, pouring into Zeng Ning'an's body, and his already confused eyes became even more hollow.
"Swish!" A familiar whistle sounded again, and the huge power contained in the green vines poured on Zeng Ning'an without reservation, and he fell down faster.
"Boom!" Weng Yuanming and the others rushed out halfway, and Zeng Ning'an had already landed on the ground. A loud noise came again, but the movement was obviously much smaller than before.
Steady, lowered his head and looked down, and the corners of their mouths twitched heavily. The thing that was most worried about happened. This time, Zeng Ning'an really fell head down.
If I just imagine it out of thin air, I'm afraid it's hard to imagine how amazing the power of the falling force at a height of a hundred feet, coupled with the whip that Jianjian pulled out with all his strength? But it doesn't matter, just look at it. Mo Yun in the future
The third ancestor of the sect opened the sect, from head to abdomen, half of his body penetrated deeply into the soil, leaving only two legs outside, stomping like a frog, stomping like a frog...
"Third brother..." Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan cried out sadly, rushed down, one left and one right, pulling Zeng Ning'an's legs outward.
"Wait." Gu Fenghua shouted.
Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan were only concerned about saving people, so they had no time to pay attention to her. At the same time, they exerted force and pulled Zeng Ning'an out with a loud shout.
"Ka..." But when people came out, a crisp sound of Ka came at the same time.
Zeng Ning'an was breathing heavily, and he spit out a mouthful of yellow mud from his mouth from time to time, but his head was stiff and motionless. His neck was obviously longer than before, and it was obvious that his neck bone was pulled off.