I Raise Spiders in Pansi Cave

In fact, how the little dragon ended up is secondary.I really hope that the kid in Huanghuaguan can survive. "

As Xin Huan spoke, he glanced into the distance again, then spread his wings, flew up like a crane, and disappeared into the air where the light and shadow swayed.

Qin Yubo was still a little unwilling, and looked west blankly.

He saw Wang Qionghua rushing over with a chicken and a dog.

"Alas... there are a few more people who have died!"

Qin Yubo sighed, couldn't bear to look any more, finally stomped his feet, raised his sword, turned into a golden light, and headed back towards Honggu County.

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Beacon smoke billowed on the earth, and the flames were raging.

The golden pheasant is bathed in fire, dragging its long flaming tail feathers, dancing in the fire like a phoenix.

Wherever he went, nothing but ashes remained on the ground.

Wang Qionghua brandished the golden sword and charged into the pack of wolves. The golden sword light was dazzling.

A gray wolf demon attracted her from the front, while the other two wanted to sneak up on her from behind.

Wang Qionghua pointed at the golden sword in her hand, and a beam of sword light shot out, and the gray wolf monster in front was split in half by the sword light.

Amidst the blood, the painting scroll in her left hand has been thrown out, unfolded with the wind, like a soft white brocade, draped behind her like a shawl.

The two sneak attacking wolf demons were pounced on, and suddenly disappeared, becoming two gray patterns on the white shawl.

In the boundless white space, they howled and ran blankly, like two ants who lost their way on the snow.

The shawl fluttered up again, flying backwards close to the ground.

Where it flew over, all the wolves on the ground disappeared.

When it floats into the air again and unfolds into a picture scroll, there will be many gray shadows on the picture scroll, just like a picture of a pack of wolves rushing, but the gray wolf shadows in the picture are alive,

They rushed left and right, their movements were confused and sluggish, like a crappy animation made by a novice who just learned fsh.

The golden sword in Wang Qionghua's hand has already turned into 64 golden needles piercing the picture.

However, the difference from Killing the Blue Wolf is that these 64 needles did not embroider patterns on the painting, nor did they pass through the painting, but entered the painting, turning into a golden meteor shower, and falling on the ground.

The wolves were instantly reduced to ashes.

The 64 gold needles withdrew and merged again into a small golden sword. The scroll rolled up and fell into Wang Qionghua's left and right hands respectively.

She took up a sword flower, and with a flash of golden light, she once again charged towards the wolves ahead.

Qi Wufei and Ao Ba leaned back against each other, and almost effortlessly killed the gray wolf monsters in front of them.

Ao Ba went berserk again, covered in white scales.

No wolf can come near a real dragon.

After Wang Qionghua killed the blue wolf demon with that mysterious painting scroll, the wolves never put too much pressure on them again.

At this moment, only the battle between the old yellow dog and the fog shadow man is still stalemate.

The old yellow dog fanned its golden cicada wings and swirled in the roiling thick mist.

Every claw can leave a sharp claw shadow in the black mist; every bark can shake the thick ink blob in front of it.

However, Fog Shadow is still strong.

It is connected to the entire land of Qijiaze, and the dark air buried deep in the ground thousands of miles wide continuously gathers towards it.

Its color became darker, thicker and thicker, and its cloudiness became heavier, so that the air around Wuyingren had already formed bursts of frost.

Seeing that the wolves and the scarecrows were no longer a threat, Qi Dongfei went to help the old yellow dog deal with the Wuying man.

Stepping on the Yiding sword, he rushed into the dense fog at an extremely fast speed, carefully avoiding the damage of the fog to himself, and swung the Yingying sword in his hand again and again, shooting out invisible sword energy, blowing the black fog in front of him. torn apart.

With his help, the old yellow dog finally relaxed a little. He fell to the ground, took a deep breath, barked again, spread his golden wings, and rushed towards the black mist.

However, the joining of Qi Dong Fei cannot fundamentally reverse the situation of the battle.

With more and more black fog, the body of the thicker and thicker fog shadow people is also gradually getting bigger.

The thick fog under its feet has gathered into clouds and spread to the surroundings. Within a radius of several hundred meters, it has become a black sea of ​​clouds.

"Come on! Come on all of you! Watch me destroy you together!"

A strange voice came from the black mist.

This voice is sad, sad, angry, hesitant, painful, wandering... It seems to be howling from a ghost in a distant hell, and it makes those who hear it feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Qi Wufei knew that this was not going to work.

The black mist can't be dealt with here, the flood dragon can't be dealt with in the sky, and the group of giant blue whales in the distance is obviously about to be unable to hold on.

However, there was no sign of the arrival of the reinforcements he was looking forward to, whether from the west or the east.

What about the soldiers of Dragon Palace?

It's time to come!

Did Director Qin really only invite these thirteen people?

Qi Wufei became a little anxious.

This was the first time he felt restless since he came to this world.

"Sister Wang, can you use your treasure to take this monster away?"

He thought of the dimensionality reduction blow that Widow Wang had taken the blue wolf at the moment. If the magic mist could be included in the painting, even if it couldn't be killed, it could alleviate the current situation. "

Widow Wang said: "No way! This thing is a demon, not a demon. It is absorbing the earth's yin energy from the deep underground of Wanli Qijiao Lake. If I accept it, it will absorb all the earth's yin energy from the entire Qijiao Lake. Get up. All things are born with yin and yang, the two are indispensable, if there is no yin qi, Qijiao Lake will become a dead marsh, and all life will die, even the nearby Pansi Ridge will be affected."

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Chapter 440 Five, White Paper Golden Sword Peony Red

"Then what should we do?" Qi Wufei said loudly.

He didn't expect anyone to be able to answer this question, and he had already started to prepare for the worst in his heart.

Now there are two ways.

One is to use Yuan Henryzhen to summon the ultimate move. If you can summon the ultimate move, you can solve this thing.

But the probability of getting a killer move is too low, and he needs someone to protect him, so that he can continue to use Yuan Henryzhen.

Another way is to drag it on until dusk, at the moment when the sun goes down and day and night alternate, he uses the Killing Sword Art to kill the devil.

But the problem is that with the condensation of the earth's yin energy, the strength of the Wuying people is also gradually increasing, whether it can be delayed until dark is a problem.

In addition, Bat Demon is about to get out of trouble. This is the biggest variable and the most desperate.

They don't have much time left.

If neither of these works, you can only retreat first.

The Giant Blue Whale Legion of the Dragon Clan will definitely not be rescued, and the thirteen seniors who fought against the Flood Monster don't know if they will be able to leave the battlefield.

When it came to the last moment, all these Qi Dong Fei could not be controlled, the most important thing was Widow Wang, Ao Ba, Wang Cai and Si Chen, these people must go back safely.

At this time, Widow Wang wiped out the wolves on the ground almost by herself.

The scarecrow army may have lost the support of the black mist demonic energy, both in number and strength are constantly decreasing, and under the flames of the golden pheasant, it is already on the verge of destruction.

Widow Wang looked at the battle in the sky and said loudly: "Xiao Qi, go and help Chairman Wan and the others deal with Jiaolong. You must kill Jiaolong before the bat demon escapes, otherwise, none of us can escape!"

"What about here?"

"Leave it to us here."

Seeing that Widow Wang was very firm, Qi Wufei said, "Okay, then, Miss Wang, be careful!"

After all, he took up the Yiding sword and flew towards the sky.

Widow Wang rushed into the thick black clouds rolling on the ground.

The old yellow dog barked twice.

Widow Wang said to him: "Wangcai, you hold on, I will suppress the yin energy of the earth and cut off the connection between them."

He shouted again, "Guardian Sichen!"

The golden pheasant flew over the heads of the last row of scarecrows, leaving behind a fire dragon, and came to Wang Qionghua's side.

Wang Qionghua sat cross-legged, stretched out her hand, and unfolded the painting scroll in her hand. The small golden sword in her right hand turned into 64 gold needles again, flying up and down, and began to embroider on the blank screen, and soon embroidered a picture of the Eight Diagrams.

After the gossip diagram was embroidered, the golden needle did not return to her hand, but disappeared from the screen in a blink of an eye.

The eight hexagram symbols in the picture burst out with golden light.

Wang Qionghua lifted the whole painting over her head, and sent it forward lightly, the scroll flew up and flew over the fog shadow man.

Foggy Man seems to be a bit jealous of this painting.

There was a shrill and ugly howl in the thick fog, and groups of thick black ink broke away from its body and shot into the sky like cannonballs.

Wangcai had been prepared for a long time, he barked twice, and pounced on him, his golden wings fanned a strong wind, blowing over the Mist Shadow Man, encircling the black ink blobs.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his front paws again and again, scratching void cracks in the air, and the Mist Shadow Man had to refocus his energy to deal with the old yellow dog's attack.

Wang Qionghua made a formula with both hands and chanted a mantra, and the painting continued to grow in size, and soon covered the sky for hundreds of meters.

The eight diagrams in the painting began to rotate, and after a while, one hexagram was divided into two hexagrams, two hexagrams were divided into four hexagrams, and four hexagrams were divided into eight hexagrams. In total, they were divided into eight eight hexagrams and 64 hexagrams, forming a circle map of 64 hexagrams.

The Wuying man seemed a little impatient, and wanted to attack the huge 64 hexagram above his head, but was tightly entangled by the old yellow dog.

The surrounding black mist rolled violently, and the Yin Qi from the ground was accelerating towards it.

A lot of black mist condensed on the ground like a snake, hissing and spitting out black letters, crawling towards Wang Qionghua.

The golden pheasant quickly circled around Wang Qionghua, the flames spread on the ground, and the black mist snakes disappeared into the flames, leaving behind an unpleasant smell.

Just listen to Wang Qionghua chanting: "Dry is the sky, and the sky is in the northwest!"

The hexagram amulet of the Qian hexagram on the huge 64 hexagrams in the sky suddenly broke away from the picture, turned into a golden light, flew to the northwest, and turned into a golden sword, which was inserted on the ground in the northwest.

"Hoo~hiss~haha~..." The Mist Shadow Man made a strange noise.

A black trickle split out of the thick fog, like a black spear, shooting towards the golden sword stuck on the ground.