Body maid is very enchanting

Zhang Zhen was completely stunned. The speed of the blood light was extremely fast. Even he could only avoid the vital parts, but this Wang Dong could react so quickly and save himself?

How can this be?

When did fellow Taoists of the Green Demon Sect become so righteous?

After the blood light entered Wang Dong's eyebrows, Wang Dong directly forced him into the furnace, where the colorful flames of the hanging spirit churned and tempered, those negative energies were completely burned into ashes, and the rest were refined into the purest energies. Then poured into all parts of the body, this feeling is as pleasant as drinking a glass of ice water in summer. i^

"Wang Dong, you..." Zhang Zhen opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to move Wang Dong, so he could only mutter: "Are you okay..."

After a long time, Wang Dong hiccupped and said with a smile, "It's so cool, what else..."

Zhang Zhen fell directly to the ground.

When it was finally confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Wang Dong, Zhang Zhen looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. This bloody light is a must-kill for stone demons. It was so easy to let the stone demon's divine sense attack into the sea of ​​consciousness, but Wang Dong was unscathed?

Wang Dong chuckled, he was already thinking about whether to take a stone demon back in the future, and let him cast blood light to swallow it up if there is nothing wrong, this would save a lot of materials for smelting, quack...

However, this kind of thought was only fleeting, and Wang Dong's attention was focused on the stone demon again, thinking about whether there was any way to harvest the blood jade ganoderma.

Seeing that Wang Dong did not give up on the blood jade Ganoderma lucidum, Zhang Zhen really started to think about it. He originally wanted to catch it by fishing, but now it seems that this plan has failed. No, don't even think about the ordinary aura master. %&*";

"How about this, Wang Dong, I'll pretend to be a monk of the Da Ri Ming Wang Zong and deceive a few people. When the time comes, when these people attract the attention of the blood jade ganoderma, we will make another move!"

Zhang Zhen had a ferocious look on his face. The people of the Chiyan Sect were lawless, and it was common for them to kill and steal money. It was no psychological burden for him to lure a few decent monks to use them as bait.

Wang Dong shook his head, there are so many stone demons here, how can there be so many decent monks to "help"?

"Master, I'll help you get that blood jade ganoderma."

Little Wood suddenly walked out of the Temple of God, smiled at Wang Dong, and then walked towards the rock, one step at a time, stepping directly into the void, with every step there will be a flower After seven steps, the lotus landed directly next to the stone demon.

Zhang Zhen was dumbfounded, and said, "Is this your puppet?"

Wang Dong nodded. From a certain point of view, this little piece of wood is indeed similar to a puppet, but the little piece of wood is much stronger than a puppet.

The stone demon didn't make any moves, and let the little wood pick up all the mature blood jade ganoderma. However, the remaining few immature plants, the little wood didn't touch it, and the little wood couldn't do the fishing. Come.

However, this is already a lot. Dozens of Blood Jade Ganoderma lucidum are enough for refining medicine.

"I didn't expect the puppet to be able to do it, it's incredible..." Zhang Zhen muttered to himself, hasn't the puppet technique been ruled out a long time ago, how can it be done today?

"Hey, Blood Jade Ganoderma, father, there is Blood Jade Ganoderma, ah, there is a puppet over there who picked so many Blood Jade Ganoderma!"

A few figures fell down, the leader was a monk in the late stage of Golden Core, and the rest were in the early and middle stages of Golden Core. Although the realm was not high, six or seven people were still quite powerful. No wonder they dared to fight. Such reckless flying.

"Lucky shit, I didn't get swallowed by those old monsters." Zhang Zhen whispered, but with a bright expression on his face, he walked not far from these people and said with a smile: "Fellow daoists, I am Zhang Zhen, King Zong of the Ming Dynasty, I do not know that your Excellency is..."

"Is this your puppet?" The leader of the late Golden Core cultivator didn't answer, but a malicious gleam flashed in his eyes. The wealth is touching, and those who dare to go deep into the soul burial mound are almost all for the sake of heaven and earth. The treasure came, and such a quantity of blood jade ganoderma was enough to turn the alliance, let alone a stranger.

"No, how could it be my puppet."

Zhang Zhen's expression was exaggerated, and he pointed at Wang Dong and said, "This is the murderous demon Wang Dong of the Green Demon Sect. If you are willing to join hands with me to kill him, all those blood jade ganoderma will belong to fellow daoists as a reward, how about it?"

The young monk who spoke before said with a sneer: "We are strong enough, why should we cooperate with you!"

Zhang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "The person who knows me best is often not a friend, but an enemy. The Great Riming King Sect and the Green Devil Sect have fought for thousands of years. If you feel confident, then please do it..."

Zhang Zhen immediately stood aside, didn't even take out the magic weapon, pretending to be on the sidelines.

Wang Dong sneered again and again, unleashed his fearsome fighting spirit, and rushed straight into the sky. Those skylarks that flew past were rushed by this momentum, rolled their eyes, and fell down.

Little Wood has already walked back at this moment, stepping on the void, growing lotuses every step of the way, this kind of method made the few monks change their expressions, after a little hesitation, the leader monk rushed towards the two people beside him. A monk in the middle stage of Jindan said: "Ziyu, Zidong, you restrain that puppet, and the rest of you, kill this monk with all your strength."

"Yes, Master!"

The head monk is Qiu Dexian, the owner of Qinshan Ruizhuang. Although Wang Dong's momentum is amazing, and he also has a puppet, it is only at the early stage of Jindan, so it is nothing to be afraid of. What he has to guard against is actually the big day Zhang Zhen of Ming Wang Zong!

Do you want rivers and mussels to fight each other, and the fisherman will benefit?snort!

Under Wang Dong's signal, after Xiaomu put the blood jade ganoderma into Wang Dong's storage ring, he walked towards the immature blood jade ganoderma, while the two monks directly sacrificed the blood jade ganoderma. The magic weapon can only be seen falling from the sky like a rain of swords and swords.

The other four monks rushed over aggressively. Wang Dong grabbed a long sword in his hand. Although he could control the flying sword to attack, he preferred the feeling of being able to hold the long sword.

"The scorching sun burns the sky!"

The long sword in Wang Dong's hand radiated a dazzling light like the scorching sun. The halo burst into a golden dragon, enclosing the four cultivators in it. No matter how they dodged left or right, they couldn't escape them. They could only sacrifice Use a magic weapon to resist.

Qiu Dexian's eyes froze, Zhang Zhen was not talking nonsense, this Wang Dong of the Blue Demon Cult was indeed extremely powerful, the power of this sword, even he might be injured, this person's sword art is extremely fierce, could it be Wu Wu? The way of the sword?

"Use your cultivation to suppress him!" Qiu Dexian has rich experience and knows that Wang Dong's sword skills are amazing, but his cultivation is only at the early stage of Jindan.

The spirits of the four besieged monks were shaken, and one of them directly sacrificed a picture, like a world, with lush mountains and forests, gurgling water, and endless suction, as if to suck Wang Dong into it.

Wang Dong shouted loudly, his fist exuded crimson light, smashed the map of mountains and rivers with one punch, and the flying sword burst out, from the tip of the sword, flying swords pierced the air one by one, directly stabbing the cultivator three times In and three out.