Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

The flames were fierce, and they would soon burn to the person holding the rattan. He had no time to take out other talismans to deal with it, so he had to use the rattan as a hidden weapon and threw it at any one.

"Brother, be careful!" The fierce man couldn't help but shout.

In addition, the princes Baqi and Mao, who were standing aside to hang out, appeared to be two people. Their expressions were only slightly nervous, but their bodies were unmoved.

Eight prayers is because his somewhat strange intuition tells him that any one can handle it. Such a perception is inexplicable, baseless, and very elusive.

However, as a super-powerful person, he is confident that even at the last moment, he can resolve this crisis.

Mao's calmness is because he knows Yi Zhan very well, because his practice has always been under his nose, and he has never missed the slightest bit, so he naturally knows how capable he is.

However, in the face of the opponent's talisman attack, if one can't deal with it well, he will be half-dead, which makes him a little uneasy.

It's not obvious on the face, but the talisman in this hand has been pinched, ready to help at any time.

"Drink... it's good!"

With a loud shout, he gathered the elements of the Five Elements, and the flame on the rattan was like an arm, and he was actually gestured with **** and took it back to himself.

As a weapon of wood attribute, the rattan is also anti-customer, and he was subdued halfway, and grasped it.

In such a light and flint, either one transformed this crisis and easily conquered the other's talisman.

The person holding the rattan couldn't help but exclaimed, "How could that be? Impossible, you actually stole my talisman?"

There is a well-recognized law in the cultivation world, whether it is a talisman, a spiritual treasure, or an immortal treasure, whoever uses the spiritual power mark first will control that weapon.

It's unheard of, and never seen before, to be cut off and take away a weapon like this.

Even a well-informed and knowledgeable person like Prince Baqi couldn't help but look at any of them with admiration.

This is beyond his cognition. Even if he is facing such a situation, he can only resort to violence or retreat, and there is no way to change course so easily.

If... he would also use this method, and he would act like this when he was in a crisis, would he directly use such a method to abduct a greedy magic weapon in the future?

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but heat up.

As for Mao Xian, although he was shocked in his heart, he was not greedy, because he knew that any one possessed five spiritual roots.

It's just that in the past cognition of the practice world, such spiritual roots belong to the spiritual roots of waste materials, the garbage in the garbage. Cultivation requires too much spiritual energy, five times as much as the single spiritual root powder, and the breakthrough takes more time than ten times. The more spiritual roots, the more difficult the breakthrough.

Single Linggen wants to cultivate to the realm of the **** king. In Lingyin Continent, there is no one who knows how many people from ancient times to the present. But according to the classics obtained in the secret realm of the ruins of the gods, in other continents, there are many gods and kings like the single spiritual root.

As for those with double spiritual roots, there are a little less. As for those with three or four spiritual roots, there are very few people. Five spiritual roots have basically been sentenced to death.

Unless like the former owner of Lan Ling, who is rich in the treasure house of the heavens and the world, and lies in the world of endless resources to cultivate, in that case, if you can break through to the realm of the king before the end of your life, you will definitely hit a hundred, or even a hundred. It is the strongest of thousands of ordinary monks in the realm of the gods.

This is not as simple as a simple one plus one stacking.

Ren Ren has only been cultivating for a month, and he is only a third-level cultivator. At this time, he has already used such a sky-defying method to collect the opponent's magic weapon. As time goes by, Mao can't imagine how he will defy the sky in the future.

The person holding the rattan was so distressed for the talisman that he lost, but in order not to be controlled by others, he took out a new talisman, transformed into a big hammer, and attacked any one.

"Boy, take mine and spit it out for me!"

This hammer is about to hit Zhan's chest and abdomen hard, how can Zhan let him succeed. The newly seized rattan magic weapon in his hand spun and entangled with the big hammer.

Obviously it was a wooden magic weapon and a metal magic weapon, but a spark was fired, and the tung oil on the ground was ignited between the splashes.

The raging fire was at the bottom, burning the two magic weapons that were entangled and fighting in mid-air. This time, under the control of any one, the rattan was not affected by the flames, but the big hammer actually burned red in just a moment.

After a while of fighting, the big hammer was seriously deformed, and his body was not very flexible, and even had a tendency to soften into a liquid.

The person holding the big hammer over there is sweating on his forehead, and the control is getting more and more difficult.

The fierce man looked at Yi Yi with bright eyes, and was greatly surprised by his performance. Seriously, Shibei three days should be admirable!

In the past, a laity who was still weak and wanted to learn martial arts could actually fight with a cultivator in the blink of an eye. If it weren't for him, he still had a good impression of him. He has to wonder if the person in front of him has been ripped off.

As for the red girl, the whole person was firmly trapped in chains and had been forgotten, and no one had the time to pay attention to her.

Her mouth was cursed by Sanshi, which really made Tiantian not respond, and DiDi didn't work. She is just a weak woman in the world, how can she withstand such cruel treatment.

The soft skin that was originally breakable by blowing bullets was now ruthlessly strangled by the chain and turned blue. Even because she didn't have a coat to cover her body, there were already a lot of scratches.

A good beauty is like a jade, and she is tortured to become a beauty.

When the big hammer finally turned into a pile of broken molten iron, the talisman was finally abandoned. Don't ask him why he didn't retrieve the talisman, he... couldn't move at all.

With the cane seized in his hand, he was pulling the big hammer firmly, and he couldn't do anything about him at all.

The successive unfavorable apprenticeships have caused losses that have exceeded this person's ability to bear. He looked at the tightly bound woman, gritted his teeth, took out a blue ball, and threw it ruthlessly.

"Ha...good time!"

Mao's eyes lit up, his whole body turned into a phantom, and he grabbed the ball in mid-air and slipped past.

"What? What the **** are you excited about?"

Crown Prince Baqi raised his eyebrows, and looked at Mao's excited look. He attacked the enemy, raised his foot, and caught up with the ball.

He looked at the round ball that was not heavy in his hand, and didn't see the reason. He was thinking about it, and Mao on the side seemed to have stamped his feet in a frenzy.

"Oops! You... Really, you actually robbed me of this stuff, and he's useless to you?"

"It's useless!" Prince Ba Qi muttered in his heart without changing his face, "The devil knows how to use it!"