Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 116? ? ?

"You bastard!"

Even if the red-robed man defended in time, even if he was a cultivator at the alchemy level, he was completely disgraced by the explosion of the five-element spirit bomb that was caught off guard at this moment.

The Dahongpao, which was originally full of style, was also blown out of several small holes.

Since he practiced, except for being taught by his master, he has never been punished like this by others, especially by a foundation cultivator. In short, the more he thinks about it, the more angry he gets.

First he hurt his beloved pet, and then he did it again while he was off guard. Ten thousand times of death was not enough to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Fortunately, he was the only one here, and his embarrassment was not seen by his subordinates. Otherwise, if it was spread, would Bilian want more?
In short, the beam was settled, and the red-robed man vented to the forest, and then returned to the same place, but this time he didn't dare to sit there, but chose a good place.

"Humph!"

At the same time, at least some of the monks who were sent out in batches wished to beat Ke Yang to death with sticks, and the remaining small group remained silent because they had already gone to heaven, while the last group of people were incomparable. I am so grateful to Ke Yang, and set him as the goal I vow to respect and follow in this life.

Zhang Yiyuan and others were exactly the group of people who wanted to kill Ke Yang, because they were directly teleported to the base of the red-robed man at this moment, which was simply exciting.

It was so exciting that I was about to be beaten to death!

"I can't help it, I can only use that trick!" Jian Wuchang caressed the sword case, with a dignified face mixed with some madness.

"Which move?" Mo Shangxing and the others were taken aback for a moment, then turned their heads and asked.

Ziyin was also a little curious, but when she suddenly thought of something, her face suddenly turned red, and she even gave Jian Wuchang a sneaky look.

"Once this secret method is activated, it will be irreversible. Please help me, fellow daoists!" Jian Wuchang slammed the sword box while speaking, and the sword light shot out instantly, and the thunder turned into a ten-meter-long sword.

"Sect Master Jian just let it go, and I will work hard to find this time for you." With determination, Mo Shangxing and others used their killing moves to resist the red-robed man.

"Thank you!" Jian Wuchang cupped his fists and bowed to the crowd, squatting with his right foot, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth in an instant, infecting the big sword.

I saw the great sword buzzing and trembling, and dazzling white light shot out.

"Ziyin!"

Just when Mo Shangxing and the others were so excited that they thought that the sword of impermanence had been successfully used, they saw that this guy pulled Ziyin, the suzerain of Emei, onto the big sword, which suddenly turned into a white light and disappeared in the distance, and disappeared in the next second.

"???"

Mo Shangxing and the others were taken aback for a moment, and the next moment they all jumped into a rage, cursing that Jian Wuchang is really nothing.

"Fuck, I said how could this old bastard be so kind. If he can go out safely this time, he will definitely have his grandson cramp!" Mo Shangxing cursed.

At this moment, Li Shengnan, who had never spoken in the Blood Fiend Hall, suddenly said through voice transmission, "Fellow Taoists, if this continues, I will fall here sooner or later. If you are willing to give me some compensation, I am willing to use my Blood Fiend The secret method of the temple, the blood escape method, will take you out of this place."

"If there is anything you would like or not, you can tell me, Fellow Daoist Li, what compensation do you need?" Hongmen Sect Master asked via voice transmission.

"Everyone, I'm not taking advantage of the fire, but this secret method is too self-destructive. Every time it is used, a large amount of elixir must be nourished to recover." Li Shengnan explained helplessly.

"Stop rambling, hurry up and use it, no one will be able to leave after a while!" Mo Shangxing urged through voice transmission.

"Okay, then fellow daoists, please give me some time."

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, and an inexplicable anger burned in their hearts. In short, I hope this guy will not be as despicable and shameless as Jian Wuchang.

After about thirty breaths.

"Okay, fellow Taoists... let's go!" Li Shengnan waved his big hand, and a blood mask enveloped everyone. Immediately after a bang, the blood mask exploded, but the person protected inside disappeared out of thin air.

At the same time, there is a volcano group on the island that spews hot magma. The half waist of the two volcanoes is connected by a narrow bridge. This bridge is very narrow and long. Below it is a sea of ​​flames. If it falls, it is estimated that it will be smelted into scum in an instant.

A group of 13 people including Pratt & Whitney are moving forward cautiously at the moment. There were originally 15 people, but three of them fell down due to slipping accidentally.

They were very sad, they were directly teleported on this small bridge at that time, but in comparison, this was not good, a small group of them was called sad, and they were directly teleported into the mouth of a monster that was eating, Before he could react, he was directly eaten by the monster as jerky.

On the other hand, Yang Fan returned to Xiandao, lamenting how exciting it was to pretend to be forced to run, took out a piece of Shuiyang sugar cane, chewed a few mouthfuls to calm down, and then returned to the farmhouse to study the spirit seal.

Outside the farmhouse, in the spiritual field.

Ji Xiaoyan is leading Xiaoru and Chunhua to be busy in the Lingtian, and is also introducing the two partners on how to take care of it and so on.

When everyone was busy, some time ago, Yang Fan planted a green fruit with the size of an adult fist on the mother spirit bean soldier tree in the spiritual field, suddenly buzzing and trembling.

The trembling speed became faster and faster, and finally fell from the tree with a puff, and the moment it touched the ground, a crack suddenly opened on the fruit, just like a chicken breaking its shell. A two-inch little green man with a spear came out.

The little green man first looked around curiously, and then devoured all the peels.

After he finished eating, about 30 seconds later, his body was growing rapidly visible to the naked eye, reaching one meter in a few breaths, and it was still going on.

Until 5 minutes later, the little green man who was only two inches before had turned into a green giant of about three meters, just like a just-adult Avatar.

"Xiao...Miss Xiaoyan, that...is that?" Not far away, Xiao Ru who was listening to Ji Xiaoyan's teachings suddenly trembled suddenly, pointing at the little boy who had grown up and exclaimed.

Ji Xiaoyan turned around with hesitation, and when she saw the green giant standing in the spiritual field, she yelled fiercely in the next second, and the Xiong's army patrolling not far away rushed over at an extremely fast speed.

"So brave, you dare to come to the farm to make trouble, brothers, come on!" Zhao Tiezhu's eyes flashed. Mao couldn't even see him, let alone express himself, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity right now.

The green man looked at Zhao Tiezhu and other spirit puppets who were coming straight towards him, and was stunned for a while, but soon realized that these guys in front of him had bad intentions. In the dictionary of his mind, when dealing with bad guys, there is only one word, run!

Yes, it's running. Although Lingdou soldiers are born to fight, but...I, Jing Xiaocao, am not.

"I'm sorry, my mother, and my brothers, but don't worry, I... will be back soon!"

Jing Xiaocao glanced at the mother spirit bean soldier tree with reluctance, then took out the green spear on her back, stabbed at the ground, then pressed down, and left the farm with the force of the ejection.

"???" Zhao Tiezhu.

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