The Second Immortal Road

Before Timing disappeared, he glanced at Bai Ni, and coupled with the shouts of the Raksha Girl, at this time, whether it was Feng Chu, Gan Yuexin or Sheng Gongbao, they all knew Timing was going to cross them and attack Bai Ni. How could they? allow.

"Stop her!" Feng Chu shouted, and then folded his hands toward the center, and all his long black hair fluttered on its own.

Feng Chu’s long black hair gathered into hundreds of strands, each of which had the thickness of a child’s thumb. When slightly stirred, it turned into a triangle-headed viper. Constantly spit out snake letters.

But in just a short breath, Feng Chu's hair all turned into black snakes, entwined together, very oozing.

"Fossil!" Feng Chu closed his eyes, but the black snakes above his head opened their eyes, twisting the snake's head together, and turned to the fifty silver needles that had flown over.

Surprising things happened. Being stared at by these black snakes' black eyes, the speed of the fifty silver needles flying over suddenly weakened, and the bright silver light on their surface was dimmed a lot, and replaced by one. A yellow halo.

Layers of grayish-white rocks formed on the surface of the silver needle. After a while, the entire silver needle was wrapped, completely concealing the silver needle, so that it could not emit any breath or aura.

The fifty silver needles stopped in mid-air and did not move forward.

Feng Chu’s weird petrification spell stopped fifty needle-shaped magic weapons of the Nascent Soul Stage, but at this time Feng Chu used this special magic trick, and it was not easy for him to distinguish himself, not only his face was pale as blood, Even the phantom of the little snake on his forehead has mostly dimmed, and the group of black snakes on his head has also languished a lot.

He raised his head and swallowed a pill, and Feng Chu continued to force his magic power. The black snake with his head raised up the triangular snake head again, and the black snake eyes scanned the surroundings.

"What about people, how come I can't find them at all!" The black snake eyes were monitoring the surroundings, but they did not attack at all. This surprised Feng Chu. The female cultivator of the Yuan Ying stage called Timing seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, even her own fifty. The needle-shaped magic weapon is ignored.

On the other side, Gan Yuexin, who was hiding in the colorful clouds, watched more than 30 silver needles hit again, frowned and hesitated slightly, then bit her silver teeth, and at the same time raised her bare hand toward the middle!

The peculiar Sanskrit singing sounded from Gan Yuexin's body, and seven halos appeared throughout her body, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, and at the same time, she faintly exuded a peculiar holy breath.

Gan Yuexin's temperament has completely changed. Although her facial features and features have not changed a bit, just standing there will give people the feeling of being two people before and after. Before, it was a kind of showy eyebrows and beautiful ladies, but Now it is like a cold and clean nun in plain clothes.

Gan Yuexin opened her vermilion lips lightly, and tapped her hand at the oncoming 30 silver needles: "Retreat!"

A dozen or so golden diamond pestles appeared in front of her, and a golden hand faintly grasped them at the end, and they smashed against the group of silver needles together.

The average penetration of the flying needle magic weapon can be ranked in the top three among many magic weapons, but the vajra stick is the hardest existence in the Buddhism school. The two weapons collided and began to compete.

"Ding jingle." There was a crisp sound, the silver needle and the vajra rammed together, the silver needle was directly bounced, and the aura flew to every corner with a little dim light, and the vajra was all shattered.

The Vajra did not have the upper hand, but it also repelled the silver needle.

As for Sheng Gongbao's side, he seemed very embarrassed. Although Feng Chu and Gan Yuexi had blocked the main attack, he was still a little frantic in the face of Yuan Yingqi's attack.

In the end, Sheng Gongbao detonated two ancient treasures before shaking back the twenty silver needles.

After blocking the silver needle, the three of Gan Yuexin searched for the timing figure for the first time, but they looked around, but there was no trace of the timing sequence at all. The female practitioner of the Nascent and Infant stage of the Dhara sect disappeared out of thin air. Gone in general.

"No matter what, you must find her out!" Feng Chu gave a low voice and suddenly raised his hand. The black snakes on his head hissed one after another, and then they all shot out of his head at the same time. Turned into thousands of little snakes, they wandered in all directions.

Gan Yuexin also knew that she couldn't hide her clumsiness at this time, and if that Yuan Ying-age female cultivator disrupted Ber Ni's spellcasting, then all of them would die here, not one left!

"Three thousand nectar." Gan Yuexin raised her white arm, a willow branch from an unknown source appeared in her palm, and then gently scattered, three drops of dew were swayed out.

The three drops of dew were just three drops of dew at first, and they were also swayed in the air, and they turned into a thick mist of water, spreading towards the surroundings.

Obviously, Feng Chu and Gan Yuexin felt that ordinary spells could not be found, and they were ready to use this method of casting a large net to force that Dharazong to appear in sequence!

But the methods of the two have not been fully spread, a smoke gathered directly above them, turned into a sequential appearance, and lightly scattered, a picture of a lady flew out of their sleeves and spread out slightly. Made a huge picture scroll of more than a hundred meters.

"Come!" With the timing, Feng Chu, Gan Yuexin, and Shenggongbao below were covered by an irresistible aura, and the black snakes and smoke were all sucked into the picture scroll as well.

As soon as the three people were sucked into the picture scroll, the more than twenty beautiful maids in the maid picture seemed to have all come to life, arranged in a strange position in a formation, and Feng Chu, Gan Yuexin, and promoted. Gong Bao was trapped in the middle.

Timing glanced sideways at the huge scroll that was slowly floating, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a "hum" sound came from Bai Ni, and the giant stone pillar shook again, and a wave visible to the naked eye rippled, but it was a pity that this time there was no large-scale spatial crack.

Time sequence frowned slightly, looking at Bai Ni, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and his slender waist turned into a cloud of smoke again, dissipating in everyone's eyes.

Gan Yuexin and the three were included in the picture scroll. Their first thought was to rush out, but they found that there seemed to be some special barriers in the picture scroll, and they were entangled by the maids and couldn't rush out at all.

But maybe it was because the timing didn't cast spells, or maybe the three of them were fake babies, and they were superb. Although they were trapped, their lives were not in danger for the time being, they just couldn't get out.

Being trapped in the picture scroll does not mean that Gan Yuexin and the three cannot perceive the outside world. They immediately noticed that the sequence disappeared again, and the three of them felt a little tight. This sequence was definitely directed at Bai Ni. By the side of Ke Bai Ni, there was only one Han Ming guarding him.

If the imitation of Bai Ni's turbulent Nangkong Great Array is destroyed, then all of them will have to die!

"Fairy Taoluzong, please stay," Sheng Gongbao shouted loudly, but he didn't get any response, and nothing special happened.

Sheng Gongbao’s peculiar ability was not triggered because Timing is not of the same level as him. He is not worthy to call Timing a Daoist friend. Unless Timing condescends and is commensurate with a Daoist friend, he might be able to trigger it and stay alive. NS.

Han Ming has been guarding Bai Ni's side, watching Gan Yuexin and the three of them trapped, their faces become dignified, and the mana of his whole body is mobilized. The appearance of facing the enemy.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, time is constantly passing by, a cold sweat appeared on Han Ming's forehead, and there is also some anxiety in his eyes. It seems that he is trying his best to find the trace of the timing, but he can't find it.

"Huh." There was an unusually slight wind blowing ten meters to the east. Han Ming's eyes suddenly widened, and when he raised his hand, a silver flying sword flew out of his sleeve and slashed towards that side.

Feijian cut to the empty space, there was nothing there, but at the same time, a blue smoke appeared on the top of Bai Ni’s head ten meters from the west, condensing into a slender figure in sequence, and glanced contemptuously at the cat away. Han Ming of Shan raised his wrist and slapped Bai Ni's head suddenly.

Although Han Ming has used several high-level protective seals outside of Bai Ni, the timing is in the early stage of the meta-infant period. Although the advancement time is not too long, it is shot at such a close distance. Bai Ni* *A fetus must die.

Compared with the fight between the Yue surnamed old man and the Raksha girl, the fighting method here is not a little bit weaker, but here has become the top priority of the entire battlefield, because the victory or defeat here determines the entire battle. development of. The old man with the surname Yue, the Raksha girl, all turned a small part of their attention, always paying attention to this side.

Seeing that Han Ming was easily distracted, Bai Ni was about to be killed without any resistance. The old man named Yue became a little anxious, suddenly raised his hand, and the little mana left in his body surged again, facing the black one. The big clock beat, the surrounding black light skyrocketed again, thinking of rushing out of the blockade of the Raksha Girl and others, breaking the formation forcefully.

On the other hand, the Raksha girl, she is smiling at the corner of her eyes. Xu'er's righteous sister, that is, her current personal disciple, is really good. If you change to other Yuanying early cultivators, under the same circumstances, she really doesn’t. It must be able to easily break through the three fake baby blockades, and get close to Bai Ni easily and quickly.

Now that the Dharma Zong clearly has the upper hand, how can the Raksha girl destroy the Yue surnamed old man? Watching the Yue surnamed old man struggling hard, she smiled coldly, and the whole body's magic power also surged, fighting for the loss of vitality to maximize The urging of the small five elements lost track of the array, once again trapped the old man surnamed Yue.

Gan Yuexin and the three of them looked at the outside scene with a faint hopelessness in their eyes. After all, they still failed to protect Bai Ni. No one can blame, and Han Ming can’t be blamed for being led away. Even the three fake babies could not be found. The method of concealment is too harsh to force Han Ming to discover it in a medium term.

They have no right to blame Han Ming~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The three of them didn't watch, so how could they ask Han Ming to stop him alone?

To blame, I can only blame the timing. The female cultivation method of the Dhara sect is so peculiar. Although she has the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, she does not collide head-on with people. She uses secret treasures to trap Gan Yuexin and seal the two troublesome existences of Chu. , Easily broke into Bai Ni's side.

"Dead!" Tim's hand shot the immobile head of Bai Ni.

Just when everyone felt that Bai Ni was about to break his blood in the next moment, and when he died on the spot, a red-gold figure suddenly appeared in the middle of Bai Ni and Timing, making everyone present stunned.

"Close body!" Han Ming grinned and didn't release the magic weapon at all. He just caught the palm of Timing with his body, and at the same time waved his hand, the big golden fist of the sandbag slammed down the top of Tim's head.

At this time, Bai Ni raised his head slightly, with a faint smile on his face, no panic at all, as if he had expected such a scene long ago. I want to talk about "{?$article_title?}" with more like-minded people, follow "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find friends~