Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

With this umbrella placed here, the magnetic field released will completely interfere with the battle situation. The longer it lasts, the more oppressive and uncomfortable it will be. It can also make people dizzy, and their spiritual power will be out of control. If they don't get rid of this thing, it will be very harmful to her and Xiao. Tea is very harmful.

Luo Qingyan suddenly threw a dozen cross darts at Xing Yuan, then stepped back on her toes, and ducked to Xiao Cha's side, back to back with her, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Sister Xiao, that umbrella is impervious to water and fire, and can also absorb spells. It will have an impact on us over time. It's very weird. What can you do?"

Xiao Cha also heard something about the magic umbrella while he was meditating. He thought about it and said, "Generally, magic weapons that can restrain spells cannot withstand external damage. How about we make it simpler and use no spells, just brute force?" try?"

Luo Qingyan's mouth twitched, brute force? Where was she going to pull a man with brute strength?

Xiao Cha scratched his head, then put away the whip. Under Luo Qingyan's puzzled gaze, he dug through the clothes on his back for a long time and then took out two maces. The heavy maces were thrown in by her. The ground immediately hit the ground and there was a violent earthquake. Yellow sand rolled and dust flew. Luo Qingyan couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'll go! Sister Xiao, are you..."

Xiao Cha straightened his clothes in front of the three demon men without changing his expression, and picked up the two huge maces from the ground and played with them a few times, then held them in his hand if they were there. He was thinking, "Hmm... This mace weighs two hundred pounds. If you put two of them together, can you break that magic weapon?"

Luo Qingyan's heart was trembling and her eyelids were twitching as she listened! One stick weighs two hundred kilograms... Two sticks weigh four hundred kilograms... I wonder if Sister Xiao plans to find a Taoist companion in the future? In this battle, most men are too weak to be destroyed by her sister Xiao!

She smiled dryly, "Sister Xiao, this thing is quite heavy to hold. Can you swing it?"

Xiao Cha demonstrated it to her nonchalantly. The two maces were like children's toys in her hands. She was throwing them around, and her two slender arms were doing tricks. It seemed to Luo Qingyan that the mace had already left an afterimage.

"I'll go! Sister Xiao is mighty! Sister Xiao is domineering!"

It's not that she wants to flatter him, it's that she sincerely praises and admires her.

Xing Yan looked at the several hundred kilograms of mace flying around in the woman's hand, and seemed to feel a sudden shiver in his heart. Is this still a woman? !

"When you find an opportunity later, you can lead the person over. I will listen to the sound and follow you, and then tell me the location of the umbrella. I will try to destroy the magic weapon!"

Xiao Cha suddenly felt a little itchy on his face, so he wiped the dirt on his face and said.

Seeing her holding the two maces in one hand at the same time, Luo Qingyan was already numb, so she could only nod mechanically in agreement. You're awesome, you have the final say.

After the two discussed, they raised the Qingshuang Ice Moon Sword high above their heads. In an ordinary cloud sword style, Luo Qingyan and the Qingshuang Ice Moon Sword rotated at the same time. The body and the sword turned out countless afterimages of the sword energy. Luo Qingyan practiced. The sword intent that came out was flexible and changeable, and was full of weirdness and weirdness. It forced Xing Yuan to retreat continuously, and the direction he retreated was exactly where the magic umbrella was.