Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1584 Delaying Time United Front
  Fortunately, the elixir took effect quickly. At this time, Wu Chong had already faintly woken up. He looked at Zhang Yan who was holding him in his arms with clear eyes. I should have been seriously injured by the concave armor. How could it be?
  Zhang Yan also noticed the movement in his arms and looked at Wu Chong, "Great, you're awake. Let's leave quickly. Ao Jia is coming to attack us again."

Wu Chong stood up quickly, and held the silver whip again to fight against the concave armor, "I save your life, and you save mine. We are settled. I must kill him and avenge my people." .”

Zhang Yan looked at him, he didn't understand him, but if this continued, both of their physical strength would be consumed by Ao Jia, and then they would be defeated by Ao Jia.

"I understand how you feel. You have to calm down now. We have to find the location of the spiritual core now to defeat him in one fell swoop. Do you understand?" Zhang Yan stared at Wu Chong with firm eyes.

Wu Chong seemed to be infected by Zhang Yan's emotions. He gradually calmed down and slowly loosened his grip on the whip. "Then tell me, what should we do now."

"His biggest shortcoming is his lack of sensitivity. We just need to attack him together, and when he gets dizzy, we will trip him up." Zhang Yan quickly analyzed Ao Jia's weaknesses from several of Ao Jia's attacks.

"Okay, let's split up." Wu Chong took the lead clearly, standing with Zhang Yan and looking at Ao Jia.

"Get ready, he's coming." The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth raised slightly. It seems that he is looking forward to this battle.

Wu Chong looked at Ao Jia with great tension. Zhang Yan gave him a comforting look, then nodded at him, indicating that he could get on.

So the two of them ran towards Ao Jia one after another. Wu Chong waved his silver whip and rushed towards the front of Ao Jia, while Zhang Yan used Chasing Feng to attack him behind him with a wind blade.

Although Ao Jia was attacked by the two men for a while, it was neither painful nor itchy, but it did make Ao Jia impatiently shake his head, flick his tail, and exhale turbid air from his nostrils.

Upon seeing this, the two of them immediately changed their positions and attacked the left and right respectively. Ao Jia didn't know who to attack for a while, so he attacked from left to right.

Ao Jia's movements gradually slowed down, breathing heavily.

When Zhang Yan saw this, he knew the opportunity had come and glanced at Wu Chong. Wu Chong instantly understood what he meant and put away the silver whip.

Zhang Yan gathered a chain made of water in his hand and threw it to Wu Chong. The two of them quickly flew towards Ao Jia's legs. As soon as Ao Jia walked forward, he tripped and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yan pursued the victory and touched the ground with his hands. After a while, the concave armor slowly sank into the ground and the soil locked him tightly to the ground, leaving only one head exposed.

"We succeeded, but we have to quickly find the ground where his spiritual core is. I can only seal him for a short while." Zhang Yan walked around the concave armor to observe the situation. Find the most likely location to hide the spiritual core. "But where will he hide the spiritual core." Wu Chong also has a headache. He is currently only at the middle stage of the True Immortal. If it weren't for Zhang Yan, he might have been buried here.

At this moment, a small figure who had been observing the situation behind a big tree saw that Ao Jia had been subdued, and hurriedly ran out and threw himself into Wu Chong's arms.

"Brother! I'm so scared. This spiritual beast is so scary! It ate my cousin and the others!" A childish voice came out muffledly from Wu Chong's arms.

Wu Chong held up the face of the little man in his arms with trembling hands. His eyes instantly turned red. He hugged the little man tightly in his arms and said, "Mu'er, are you okay? It's great that you're okay. It's no use for my brother. I didn’t protect you well.”

Zhang Yan also noticed the situation here, walked forward and looked at the two people hugging and crying in confusion, and asked, "Is this?"

"He is my younger brother, Wu Mu. He is six years old." Wu Chong raised his head and looked at Zhang Yan and introduced.

"He can still survive? Don't you eat children?" Zhang Yan looked at the crying little man with interest. The round face looked easy to pinch, and the small size was more exciting. Protectiveness.

"No, no, my cousin and the others used their last bit of strength to send me to a safe place. They were all eaten by such spiritual beasts." Wu Mu refuted Zhang Yan's words with sobs and even shouted. Crying and hiccupping.

"Mu'er, be good, brother is here, don't be afraid." Wu Chong comforted Wu Mu gently, without any impatience.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yan returned to Ao Jia and observed him carefully to see where he would hide the spiritual core. Zhang Yan frowned, thinking at a loss.

"How's it going? Is there any progress?" Wu Chong, who was comforting Wu Mu from another place, took his hand and walked forward.

When Wu Mu saw Ao Jia lying on the ground, his whole body was trembling with fear. He tightly grabbed Wu Chong's clothes and hid behind him.

"Not yet." Zhang Yan said slightly helplessly.

(End of this chapter)