Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 391 God's Little Turtle (95)

Mingyu's face was full of vigilance, and her dark eyes were full of defense.

The Lord Huanyue in front of her felt very strange to her, he seemed to be very familiar with Fairy Chaoyun, and——

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she thought of the sweet fragrance Zeng Jin smelled on the way back after being bullied by the white tiger and white fox when she was in the upper fairy world, and the man and woman talking in a trance.

Thinking about it now, isn't that man and woman the same as Huanyue Shenjun and Fairy Chaoyun?

It turned out that they had known each other a long time ago, and they had long had unruly intentions towards their master.

Now that he has made up his mind, Huanyue Shenjun is not hiding his hands, only to see the folding fan in his hand fly, and countless flying needles in the fan shoot towards Mingyu's direction.

It turned out that his fan was not only a simple magic weapon, but also a treasured fan with hidden mysteries.

Like raindrops, the flying needles flew out of the trapped dragon array laid by Fairy Chaoyun, and charged straight at Mingyu.

There was a whistling wind in the air, and those flying needles exuded a sparkling cold light, whizzing towards them with a murderous intent to destroy the world.

Mingyu lay quietly on the little white cloud, her eyes narrowed slightly.

It didn't push it up, and used its own carapace to block it. Huanyue Shenjun had experienced ninety-nine and 81 thunder disasters and ascended to the fairy world. Although his cultivation base is suppressed in the Mahayana stage, every magic weapon of his , she dare not underestimate it.

Almost at the same time as Huanyue Shenjun made a move, Fairy Chaoyun also moved. The magic hairpin she was stepping on was her natal magic weapon. She didn't use this magic weapon. She took it out and kept it in her hand when she was still a Qingdeng Sanren Li Qing Deng.The little tortoise did not fall into the trapped dragon formation as she expected, and she and Huanyue Shenjun had to kill him with one blow.

If she is allowed to escape, there will be endless troubles.

There are faint cyan flames, accompanied by countless dense flying needles, coming towards the direction of the little turtle.

This side of the water seemed to be dark for a moment.

Mingyu's breathing tightened, thinking about what to do.

[Total, I found that I can't beat it! 】

Yes, the two people on the opposite side are too strong, even if it is just one of them, she may not be an opponent. Although she has practiced in Mustard Seeds for 2000 years, she still feels a little unconfident when she meets such two opponents as soon as she comes out.

The system didn't respond to her. There are too many powerful people in this world, and it can't talk freely with the host, not to mention there is no time to talk at all.

The needle and the flame hit Mingyu's body in an instant.

The flying needle cuts iron like mud, and it is made of ten thousand-year-old black iron. Although Mingyu's tortoise body is the real body of black martial arts, and its defensive power is impressive, it is not enough to look at in front of this needle.

The flying needle stabbed her into a hedgehog in an instant, and the most deadly thing was the blue flame, which landed on Mingyu's body lightly and silently, and in the blink of an eye, it burned her body to nothing. .

Realizing that the little turtle on his body had disappeared, little Baiyun opened his eyes wide in a daze.

A whole cloud also trembled.

Isn't it?Before Caiyun saw it, it was almost burnt to ashes.

"So, this matter is over, and I won't bother you anymore."

Zhao Yun was not surprised by the current result. She and Huanyue Shenjun fought together, and the other party had no power to fight back. She obviously expected it.

only--

She felt relieved, and felt that she was too careful, and thought that the little turtle's right back move was indeed a conspiracy. After a long time, she became suspicious of everything.

(End of this chapter)