Fantasy: The blacksmith shop at the beginning was exposed, and I can't hide it anymore

"Even if he hides his achievements, his strength is the most in the field of building foundations, otherwise he will kill us with a backhand." Xuan Zhen's eyes are shining, and he is still in a desperate situation today.If he can't kill the little witch, his agreement with that person can't be completed, and he can't get his protection.At that time, under the pursuit of the Wan Yao Gang, he would only die!

"As an upright monk, I am haunted by this evil little witch. Since you are willing to degenerate, I will clean you up together." Xuanzhen's face was ferocious, and a powerful force erupted from him in an instant. momentum.

"Nephew Yang, join hands with me and kill this man!" He shouted sharply, Xuanzhen backhanded, and the ring was sacrificed by him again, but he was afraid of Gu Yuan, so this time he did not hesitate, his spiritual strength Frantically rushed into the ring.With the infusion of psychic power, the ring buzzed, smooth and towering, its volume soaring to tens of feet.

"disease!"

Raising a finger, the ring mixed with a strong momentum, was swept down immediately.

Middle-aged men in the early days of the founding of the country were also reluctant to show weakness.At the same time, he provides spiritual tools and bows to Gu Yuan.

When Wang Ziyang heard the excitement in Yin Huangwu's eyes, he was unwilling to lag behind.He whispered and chopped Guyuan with a golden axe.

Guyuan's face was serious.He was taken aback by Xuanzhen's outburst of psychic power threats.What monks do late in the base build is so horrendous.If he didn't have strong strength, he might lose nearly half of his fighting power just under this kind of threat.At this time, facing the attack of the two ghosts, Guyuan's eyes looked calm.As soon as he slapped his forehead, he took out a black sword.

This artifact was obtained from the Black Wind Old Ghost.Although it is only a top-level artifact, it is very powerful.It's just as impressive compared to the average top relic.

"disease!"

Nearly one-third of the spiritual power of the body is completely injected into it.The small sword shone with black light, its momentum was magnificent, and a rush of breath whizzed out.

"Let's go."

The little black sword was two feet long and several feet wide.It pierces the air and makes a screeching sound.

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The ring collided with the greatsword.Guyuan's eyes were pitch black, and his ears were buzzing.Although his aura is compared with that of the monks in the early stage of the basic building, his divine consciousness has reached the late stage, but there is still a big gap between the mana of the late Xuanzhen building in the late stage of the basic building.

But now he couldn't care about that, because the monk's spiritual weapons at the beginning of the foundation had collapsed.

"Swallow a finger!"

Therefore, the spiritual weapon he sacrificed still consumed three points of spiritual power.Now he swallowed the sky with his fingers, and lost another four points of spiritual power in his body.

A crystal finger condensed by spiritual power appeared, and external spiritual power was immediately injected into it.With the continuous injection of spiritual power, the size of this finger also rapidly increased, but the spiritual power and pressure it emitted became more and more astonishing.

"What a strange magic power, I can't let it continue to absorb, otherwise I will be seriously injured." Wang Ziyang was taken aback by Gu Yuan's magic power.Fingers more than doubled in authority in this clip.

"go!"

Wang Ziyang's heart moved.The sprite tool suddenly glows and its speed increases dramatically.It collided with the fingers that devoured the sky.

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Gu Yuan snorted stiffly, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.The previous bombing with the Xuanzhen spirit weapon still hurt his internal organs.In his haste, he resisted Prince Yang by swallowing the sky with one finger.He was hurt again, and his face turned pale.

"Boy, go to hell!" Prince Yang was ecstatic when he saw all this.He chopped off his head with a spiritual weapon in his hand.

"This is the moment!" Gu Yuan's eyes were blood-colored, and in an instant the thorn cones radiated light.

As soon as Wang Ziyang's expression changed, a crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.Before he could take any action, the awl that stabbed him fell on him.

"what!"

Realizing the impact on the sea, the prince immediately spurted blood from his mouth and nose, screamed, shook his body, and fell directly to the ground.

"Nephew Yang!" Xuan Zhen exclaimed, his body passed by to meet him, otherwise he would die if he fell from a height of tens of meters!

Sacrifice the spirit weapon, swallow the sky with your fingers, and send out the thorn awl, three consecutive moves are the strongest methods that Guyuan currently has.The purpose is to kill Prince Yang by surprise.Otherwise, the two monks in the basic construction field will work together, and he will have no chance of winning.

So Prince Yang (hehe, this set is a bit negative, forgive me, wow), must die!
"Hmph!" Most of his spiritual power was consumed, leaving less than half of his divine consciousness.Gu Yuan's face became extremely pale.However, at this moment, regardless of his internal injuries, he did not hesitate to take out a high-level thermal magic amulet to inject spiritual power into it.After that, he threw it to the prince without hesitation.

"No!" Not far away, Xuan Zhen said.Prince Yang is one of the few true disciples left by his Qing Lingzong.His achievements have reached the base period, and the loss is enough to make his heart ache.

With the Fever Charm applied, it's comparable to the Monk's attack at the beginning of the base build.At this time, although Wang Ziyang was conscious, his divine consciousness was confused, unable to fully mobilize his body's spiritual power.The shield of spiritual power that was reluctant to let go was easily torn, and then fell on him under the terrified eyes of the former.

The prince was quietly engulfed by the fire, and a storage bag and a spiritual weapon fell immediately.

Guyuan didn't look at it.Deng Guang blinked, hugged Li Xiaoyi and fell onto the carriage.Then he set up Dunguang and ran frantically into the distance.

"Little bastard, today I must take you out of your soul and refine your soul. You can't live forever." Xuanzhen's face was distorted, and his rosy and gentle face was also fierce at the moment. Eyes full of chance to kill.

"You pack up Master Ziyang's belongings and wait for me at the station. After I kill these two people, I will find you." Xuanzhen's words fell to the ground, his light flickered wildly, his figure Appears dozens of feet away.

Under the light, Guyuan took out a few pills and ate them.His face looked much better as the drug refined.However, the depletion of divine consciousness cannot be recovered overnight.At this moment, he had a headache, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Guyuan bit the tip of his tongue and suddenly woke up.He felt the strong breath behind him getting closer, and he couldn't help whining in his heart.

"If you continue like this, you will be overtaken sooner or later. No, it seems that you have to rely on the terrain of the barren mountain to land and hide." Gu Yuan glanced at the ground, hid the lights, and landed directly.

This is a low mountain stream, only seven or eight meters high.It is covered with green vines and green fruits, as big as a child's fist.trickle.In a low-lying place not far away, a small pool was formed.This is clear bottom.A few nameless grass carp are leisurely.

But at this moment, Gu Yuan did not appreciate the color of the scenery, but glanced at it and walked straight forward. "Okay, go to hell!" Gu Yuan was about to jump over the mountain stream.Unexpectedly, a ten-foot-sized strange bird with wings on its back suddenly jumped out.

Although this strange bird is large, it has no intelligence.It depends on violence.Guyuan swung his spirit sword and knocked him down the mountain stream, but did not take his life.

Although this strange bird is not spiritual, Guyuan is undoubtedly extremely dangerous in his eyes.With a howl of pain, he flew away without looking back.

"Oh, there's nothing here. How did this strange bird come here?" Guyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and his spiritual power injected into his eyes.He blurred where he saw a hole under the vine.

"If you don't pay attention, it's hard to find here. It's a good hiding place." Gu Yuan set up his escape light, hugged Li Xiaoyi, and fell from the hole, parting the vines, walked in.

Take out a few pieces of runes from the storage bag, infuse them with spiritual power, throw them away, and they can be integrated into the gable.Slightly bright runes swam on the gable, then faded away.Guyuan nodded, "With this prohibition, to prevent the leakage of mental power fluctuations, it must be able to delay for a longer time."

The hole is more than ten meters long and about ten feet high.The road ahead was wet and covered with moss, but the back became very dry.The abbot-sized stone platform, covered with clean dry grass, must have been where the strange bird slept.