"Gu Gua", the Ghost Witch Toad let out an unpleasant neighing sound, and hit the wet stone wall crookedly. It was seriously injured and could no longer escape into the rock. The impact caused the rock to crack and fall into pieces.
"Pengpeng", the donkey saw the opportunity and stepped forward, swung his hips and kicked the ghost witch toad hard twice with his hind hooves, as fast as lightning.
The silver lightning, accompanied by its sword energy, sharply pierced the wound on the Ghost Witch Toad's belly.
Zhang Wenfeng suddenly had a bright brilliance blooming on his body. Cyan and green were particularly dazzling in the darkness. Countless Bagua talismans flashed. The Bagua soul talisman he wore inside his robe was triggered by an invisible and weird attack, extinguishing traces of visible black flames.
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"It's the soul-eating Yin Fire! There's an old guy causing trouble in the dark."
Yang Shuilan's warning sound came, and a transparent water wave blocked the feet of the viewer, and swept the black light attack launched by the pangolin on the ground in another direction.
"Puff, bang, bang," a large piece of the stone wall collapsed, and dust rose.
Zhang Wenfeng had already used the magical power of the "Tangled Roots Curse". As he silently recited the scriptures, invisible golden light washed over his body, and the Yin Fire that was close to him to compete with his soul amulet avoided him like a ghost and disappeared completely.
Several vines of different colors suddenly popped up from the ground, and with a few "swish" sounds, the pangolin that spewed black light was tied into a giant rice dumpling.
The pangolin struggled violently, and the thorn-hook wire vines that bound it made a "bang-bang" sound and broke in sections.
"I'll turn it over!"
The other few khaki mountain tendon spirit vines and dark green jade wisteria were still able to hold on. As Zhang Wenfeng shouted, the vines were pulled loose, "Peng", and the several-foot-long pangolin turned over on all fours. The guy was wearing armor.
, the drops are spinning on the ground. They are pulled by the vines controlled by Zhang Guanzhu, and they will not be able to turn over for a while.
Hidden in the air, Yang Shuilan waved a piece of aqua-blue light and covered the belly of the struggling pangolin.
She really didn't expect that in addition to the magical power of the sword, the temple master also had such magical powers.
This saves her a lot of trouble, as she can take precautions against sneak attacks at the same time.
Donkey had already used thunder and sword energy to completely kill the powerful ghost witch toad. The silver lightning on his body was brilliant, and he jumped to the viewer's side very impressively.
A bit of blue flashes on the side of the pangolin's neck.
"Quick, hit there!"
Yang Shuilan shouted, she didn't take action, she was waiting for the old guy in the dark to take action. She had already seen the strength of Guanzhu and Donkey, which was much stronger than she expected, both in attack and defense.
The vines tied to the pangolin's body kept making harsh cracking sounds.
"Certainly!"
Zhang Guanzhu shouted loudly, and the pangolin that almost turned over was restrained in place by the remaining sapphire wisteria. He moved his sword at will, and several sword Qi threads swarmed around the corner and stabbed into the thick shell of the pangolin's neck. "Pfft", the sword Qi penetrated the blue bit.
Water light position.
"Boom boom boom", the pangolin broke all the restraints and turned over.
The donkey's lightning and sword energy pierced immediately, and several strands of sword energy pierced the edge and bounced off in all directions.
"What a hard guy!"
The donkey made a strange noise, and it liked to beat the drowned dog or something like that.
Countless thunder lights entangled the wound on the pangolin's neck into a flowing bow. Within a few breaths, the thunder light sword energy destroyed the pangolin's soul, leaving only a huge body with a stench of ghostly aura.
"Fellow Water God, we may have known each other five hundred years ago. We have to be merciful and merciful. Why don't we just let it go and I'll compensate you with a few treasures. How about you quit?"
A faint old voice came from underground.
The entrance to the ancient ruins was discovered, and the ghost-witch beast sent to attack and block it was easily killed.
The method used by the water god to find the entrance and the spell to detect the nodes of the curse pattern on the body of the ghost witch beast are not like a newly promoted fourth-level water god. He is too experienced, and with the current incense, it should not be enough to give birth to a fourth-level water god.
Facing an old guy who may have survived five hundred years ago, the hidden remnant soul had no choice but to say soft words.
Yang Shuilan showed his figure, waved his sleeves and sprayed out a circle of white mist, sweeping away all the witch toad poisonous gas and stench remaining in this place. Although they are not afraid of ordinary poisons, they still have to be careful, saying: "
You have to show your sincerity and sign up first?"
It was impossible for her to know all the high-level shamans and gods in Dafan Dynasty, but the famous ones had some impressions.
If she really met an acquaintance or friend in trouble, she would definitely not mind lending a hand.
The donkey took one step in the air and came close to the Water Goddess, alert and on guard.
"After several changes, I only have the remnant of my soul. I can no longer remember who I am. What do I call my friends?"
The old voice seemed a little sad.
Yang Shuilan sneered and ignored the other party.
Pretend, pretend as hard as you can, you can control so many ghosts, wizards, and beasts, but you still dare to say that your remaining soul can’t remember who you are? You don’t even dare to claim your name, so there’s no way you can get through it.
One thing is for sure, he is not an acquaintance or friend of hers, her current appearance is sixty percent similar to before.
The voice also fell silent, and there was no more conversation.
Yang Shuilan fell to the ground, and the ground and stone walls within a few dozen feet became wet. She would not let the unshown Earthworm beast get a chance to sneak attack, so she stretched out her hand to put on the pangolin's body, and the water mist quickly wrapped it up, and then broke it back.
The hanging withered vines were swept away.
In just half an hour, when she stopped her hand, the exposed pangolin had been washed clean, its scales shone with metallic luster, and shriveled into a pile of more than ten feet.
Putting away the roughly refined body, Yang Shuilan explained: "When I have time, I will use it to refine it into a storage treasure or a protective armor. Master, what type of treasure do you need? Let me know in advance.
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She has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, and has a lot of time to study many techniques.
If you live long enough, you will know more about nature.
"Hard work, haha, those who are capable work hard."
Zhang Wenfeng would not refuse such a good thing. He understood that Yang Shuilan used this method to return the favor of giving him the golden body fragment. Only by coming and going can the friendship last long.
Yang Shuilan spent some more time, followed the same method, and roughly refined the ugly ghost witch toad into the storage space.
Approaching the cracked entrance of the cave that was letting out the cold air, Yang Shuilan used her spiritual consciousness to investigate for a moment. It was dark and there was a barrier inside, and she couldn't see what was going on inside.
"Let's go, let's wait for the Earth Protector to arrive."
Without leaving any trace, Yang Shuilan deployed some means on the ground and the stone wall, then turned and walked toward the exit.
Since help is coming, she won't try to leave early.
She didn't believe a word of the remnant old man's words of weakness. The other party might have arranged a powerful trick in the cave, waiting for her to lead someone into it.
The two of them and one donkey returned to the original place and waited for about an hour. When it was almost dark, Tu Kun arrived.
Within the soundproof confinement, they told Tu Kun all about the obstacles they encountered and the situation here, so that Tu Kun would have an idea.
"Without further ado, let's go. We have the strength in numbers and will go down to the underground cave."
Tu Kun stayed in the mine for the past two months. He absorbed the earthy energy of the mountain roots and tempered it into the Feilai Stone, improving the treasure a lot.
A long time ago, he also heard about the Wu Clan's Miasma Canyon forbidden area. Now that he had the opportunity to enter, he would definitely not let it go. The strange experiences on the way to practice were all caused by himself.
Rushing to the entrance of the cave, Tu Kun observed, and then communicated with Yang Shuilan and the temple master for a while.
The bodies of the three people shimmered with brilliance, and treasures appeared in their hands. Tu Kun held an inconspicuous flying stone in his left hand and plunged into the barrier inside the cave. Zhang Wenfeng followed closely behind him with a sword, and behind him was a donkey protected by lightning.
Yang Shuilan stood behind the palace, turned into water waves and penetrated into the undulating barrier.
Now that they are trying to break in, she is very relieved. No matter how powerful the remaining souls below are, can they still be stopped?