Master, love me again!

Although the silver thread didn't achieve the effect Huo Meier expected, the silver ring in her hand was worthy of the name of a fairy weapon, and she avoided Zhuo Junchen's whip by taking a quick step.

The long whip hit the spot where Huo Meier was standing before, a few silver threads broke on the Nether Whip before it could be retracted in time, floating faintly, ghostly and inexplicable.

As soon as the thunder fire on the long whip fired, a long dent was made on the smooth water platform.For a while, the water waves under the water platform became stronger, and the three-foot-long dent gradually smoothed out and returned to its original appearance.

Huo Meier's eyes followed Zhuo Junchen's retracted long whip, and the look in her eyes kept changing, but Zhuo Junchen didn't give her a chance to think.With a long whip like a snake, he chased after Huo Meier again.

An inch is short and an inch is dangerous. Zhuo Junchen's long whip is much longer than the other weapons. This is the first time that Huo Meier has been relying on the weapon spirit to control the opponent. This is the first time that Huo Meier has failed. For a while, she couldn't find any other way except to hide in embarrassment. Come to restrain Zhuo Junchen.

While dodging, Huo Meier accumulated spiritual power in the silver ring in her hand, and pulled out two thick golden threads.These gold threads are different from silver threads in that they are extremely flexible, but consume a lot of spiritual energy.Huo Meier is not very proficient in using this method, but she can only bite the bullet and entangle the Nether Whip.

The golden thread and the long whip are both cable weapons, and after being twisted together, they fell into a stalemate.Zhuo Junchen frowned and pulled the whip back. Huo Meier's strength was naturally not as strong as his, but relying on her own two whips, she managed to stabilize herself and showed Zhuo Junchen a provocative smile.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Zhuo Junchen's eyes, and the movement of his hand turned, but he didn't force it. The thick and long whip was extremely flexible in Zhuo Junchen's hands. He moved the long whip in the opposite direction and untied Huo Mei in a daze. bondage.Huo Meier had discovered his intention early in the morning, but her control over the golden thread was far inferior to that of Zhuo Junchen, there was a subtle power of thunder and fire transmitted along the golden thread, so she was a step slower.

After Zhuo Junchen broke away from Huo Meier, his wrist flicked, the whip was like a dragon, and the snake on the whip crackled. Huo Meier raised his hand to block it with gold wire, but this time he failed to wrap the Nether Whip smoothly.The thunder and lightning flying on the Nether Whip formed slender little dragons, guarding the whip body, and swinging away the entangled gold threads.

Zhuo Junchen's brows were stern, and he was thoughtful, so naturally he wouldn't make the same mistake a second time and give his opponent an opportunity.

Seeing that Huo Mei'er had no way to recover, but her fighting spirit remained undiminished, she turned sideways and wanted to hide in the corner of the water platform.Zhuo Junchen's cultivation base was already several levels higher than Huo Meier's, except for being careful not to be approached by Huo Meier, he didn't feel any pressure. With a flick of his wrist and a sluggish whip, he changed direction and continued to chase Huo Meier Run, you can't get rid of it at all.

Huo Meier's face was slightly pale, but she stared at Zhuo Junchen with a hint of stubbornness.Zhuo Junchen pressed on every step of the way, no matter which direction she fled, Long Whip would stop him like a ghost.Behind her is the edge of the water platform, as long as one step back, Zhuo Junchen will win.It's just that Huo Meier is not reconciled, she doesn't believe that she will lose to Zhuo Junchen so easily.

Zhuo Junchen is also in a dilemma at this time, it is good to be able to defeat Huo Meier, but if Huo Meier falls into the lake like this, I am afraid that he will not be able to complete what the master asked him to do.

Huo Meier didn't know what Zhuo Junchen was thinking, she gritted her teeth and made a decision.She mobilized all the qi and blood in her body, and forced the blood of her heart into the palms of her hands. When her heart blood met the silver ring, the ten rings vibrated, gradually spreading a layer of fire.

Zhuo Junchen had only done a good job, but he noticed that Huo Meier's aura changed instantly.The person in front of him lowered his head halfway, looking at the blood on the ten silver rings, Zhuo Junchen made a decisive decision, no longer hesitated how to deal with Huo Meier, and drove her out first.At this time, Huo Meier suddenly raised her head, a strange blue color flashed in her eyes.

Zhuo Junchen was startled, the bloody light on the silver ring was swallowed up by the golden light, the long whip in Zhuo Junchen's hand didn't touch Huo Meier, it was bounced back by a layer of golden light that suddenly enveloped her body.The force exerted on the Nether Whip was rebounded, and Zhuo Junchen calmly turned around and shook his hand to remove the force.

The golden mask with strange runes, after defending against Zhuo Junchen's whip, collapsed into countless tiny light spots, and the golden light gathered three inches above Huo Meier's head, gradually transforming into a golden fox shape.

Huo Meier tilted her head slightly at this time, she couldn't see anything unusual, but a silver rune gradually appeared on her forehead, with a special shape.The golden light condensed into a fox spirit, the fox's eyes were as emerald green as Huo Meier just now.After the golden light dissipated, the silver-white spirit fox looked like a real thing, and its eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

Zhuo Junchen didn't know what secret method Huo Meier used, but this spirit fox brought him a great sense of threat.Just like Rong Ping used blood to pay homage to the battle array back then, any big moves that were made with blood will always have troubles of one kind or another.

Zhuo Junchen on the stage didn't know that the powerful people resting in front of Cuiwei Palace were also attracted by this fox.With their abilities, they naturally don't need to get close. These distances can already give them a panoramic view of the surrounding scenes.

Fu Yong's hands trembled slightly because of excitement: "This is... this is the immortal artifact!" As a top master craftsman, he naturally knows what is going on.The spirit fox in front of him is not a contracted monster, but a real thing transformed from a weapon spirit that inhabits the fairy weapon.A monster that can be refined into a weapon spirit must be extremely powerful in life, and after refining, it will exert its ability to the extreme.

The other people around Fuyong were naturally not so fanatical, and they only looked sideways when they heard the word "immortal artifact". As for what they thought in their hearts, it was another matter.

Palace Master Weilan pursed his lips and said with a light smile: "From this point of view, those who fight against that little disciple will suffer a lot. The Qinghua Immortal Sect is really full of talents." The two men were all wearing Qinghua Immortal Sect The disciple accepted, and Weilan complimented him.

Fu Yong sighed: "Nephew Zhuo is No. 1 among the disciples of our Qinghua Immortal Sect. I didn't expect to meet a master of immortal artifacts. It's really..." Fu Yong suddenly stopped talking, and after a long while, he finally returned. Stiffly, he completed his own words, "...time, luck, no, economy."

Zhuo Junchen took a step back, Wei Shengming in his body recognized the other party's weapon spirit at the first moment, mobilized the devil energy without saying a word, this time he didn't control Zhuo Junchen's body in front of so much power, He just handed over his magic power to Zhuo Junchen's control.

The dragon ball protruding from the wrist radiated golden light, red flames flashed, the ghost whip stretched straight, and the thunder and lightning flames were even worse.With a flick of his right arm, the long whip circled around Zhuo Junchen like a horned dragon.After a melodious dragon chant, a huge purple light and shadow faintly appeared around Zhuo Junchen's body. The long dragon entangled was like a real thing. Under the shock of the dragon's power, even the spirit fox on the opposite side had to retreat a little.

Looking at the lightning-ridden giant dragon, Fu Yong was almost stunned. He was very familiar with this dragon. Before leaving Pinjian Peak, he almost fell in love with this dragon to the point of forgetting to put it down.

"I didn't expect him... to arrest the well-protecting magic dragon as a weapon spirit." Fu Yong murmured softly, and immediately stopped his words after realizing it. No one noticed he slipped up.

The long whip was like a snake, swimming slowly in Zhuo Junchen's hands. The spirit fox on the opposite side seemed to be intimidated by the giant dragon, and only dared to peek with its emerald green fox eyes.The spirit of the magic dragon looked down at it, the dragon eyes were full of disdain, and the angry dragon scales leaked a bit of arrogance, contempt for everything.

Zhuo Junchen's complexion is also not good-looking, but with Wei Shengming's support, he is naturally much better than Huo Meier, who is hurting himself.What's more, the dragon spirit had already been subdued back then, even if it wasn't Zhuo Junchen's soul, it was driven by this body, and Huo Meier obviously hasn't obtained the approval of the fairy artifact in her hand.

The first to attack was the spirit fox. Its silver-white body leapt forward and threw itself towards the dragon's seven inches. The hairs on its fluffy and soft long tail stood on end, and it threw itself on the dragon with one side.

The magic dragon let out a roar, spewed out lightning flames, and sprayed back the biting fox. As for the mace-like tail, it hit the dragon's claws, making a tooth-stinging sound like gold and iron rubbing against each other.

The dragon and the fox were fighting each other, Zhuo Junchen held the long whip in his hand, he hesitated again, the long whip happened to be some distance away from Huo Meier, he couldn't reach her at this time, but if he wanted to push her back, It is inevitable to change the direction, which may leave a loophole for this spirit fox.Seeing that Huo Meier on the opposite side looked pale, and the silver ring in her hand was getting more and more bloody, it won't be long before Huo Meier can no longer hold on.The spirit fox is powerful and consumes a lot. Zhuo Junchen is sure that he can last longer than the other party.

The injury caused by the lack of vitality is not serious, Huo Meier probably won't be able to get out of bed for several days, so he can fulfill the master's entrustment.

It's just that as time went by, the spiritual power in Zhuo Junchen's body gradually emptied, the dragon and the fox were still fighting, Zhuo Junchen looked at Huo Meier in front of him, her body had begun to shake slightly, but she was still the same. The pair refused to admit defeat.

"If this continues, this little girl will probably die on the stage." Wei Shengming said sarcastic words, and at some point took back control of the magic power. Anyway, even if Zhuo Junchen's own spiritual power was consumed, the little girl The girl couldn't last Zhuo Junchen's consumption.

Although Zhuo Junchen had some complaints about Huo Meier, he didn't want to kill her. At this time, she couldn't help but stop Huo Meier from doing so.

Taking a slight step forward, Zhuo Junchen swung his whip and wrapped it around Huo Meier's waist, pulling Huo Meier uncontrollably, Huo Meier was forcibly scattered by the thunder and fire spirit After Er'er's spiritual power was activated, the spirit fox instantly shattered into a piece of golden powder!

"You again..." Zhuo Junchen was about to scold Huo Meier, but he didn't want the weak man's elbow to hit him on the soft part of his waist and abdomen suddenly!

Zhuo Junchen suffered from pain and was crushed to the ground by Huo Meier, only a strange smile flashed in front of his eyes, Zhuo Junchen felt his throat tighten, and something was swallowed into his stomach.