Chapter 855 No Healing
The body of the sea pine tree was refined into a sea-dumping stick, but the heat-resisting property of the sea-dumping stick did not change. Wang Jiarui practiced on her own. Flames come!

After Wang Jiarui finished speaking, she shook the sea-inverting stick, and the tip of the sea-inverting stick immediately ignited a flame, but the sea-inverting stick itself would not be burned by the fire.

Seeing this, Wang Xuesong hurriedly made Jiangshan Baicao map to take a photo on the eagle.

The eagle was safe and sound under the siege of several people, and was about to flap its wings to escape, when it was photographed by Jiangshan Baicaotu, vines suddenly rose under its feet, entangled its feet, and could not take off.

Wang Jiarui held the sea stick, like a torch, and swung it on the eagle's wings.

Teng!
The flames instantly enveloped the eagle, and the golden eagle became a fire eagle. It flapped its wings frantically and set off air currents, but the more it struggled, the more intense the flames became. After a while, it gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally landed on the ground with a height of half a person. of solid gold eagle statue.

The sword man's face became even more ugly, with a bitter face, he stuck the golden staff in his hand on the ground, and took out a whip.

Snapped!
Jiannan volleyed and threw the whip at Wang Xuesong and the others.

Wang Xuesong blocked Jiangshan Hundred Sketches with a ray of mysterious light, and the whip drew a ripple on the body-protecting divine light.

Snapped!
With another sound, an X shape was drawn on Wang Xuesong's divine light.

Wang Xuesong's face became extremely ugly, because the scratch had not healed.

Others also noticed that Wang Jiarui suspended the vitality bottle and let down a white light.

Wang Xuesong put away the Hundred Sketches of Jiangshan.

The sword man swung his whip again, and a ripple was drawn on the white light of the vitality bottle, and at the same time, there was a piercing sound of nails scraping the blackboard.

The sword man's expression froze, he looked down and saw that the end of his whip was frozen.

Xu Hui smiled, because he saw that the tip of the whip was a hook, and the whip itself was still knotted.

Like a scorpion's tail.

Xu Hui picked up the blowing meat and eroding the gourd behind him, thinking: It's easy to say that it is a living thing.

With a cold face, Jiannan flicked the whip, smashing the ice at the tip, and then threw it at Wang Xuesong and the others.

At the same time, Xu Hui took out the gourd with blowing meat and eating it.

A stream of dead air was blown out, and with a creak, the hook at the tip of the whip drew a ripple on the white light of the vitality bottle, and then was blown by the dead air, the whip in the sword man's hand instantly turned into smoke and dust.

"what?"

The sword man lowered his head, watching the whip in his hand gradually turn into dust.

"I!"

The sword man completely lost his mind, picked up the sword, and charged towards Wang Xuesong and the others, sweeping up a large area of ​​flowers and plants, snowflakes condensed in the air, and hit Wang Xuesong and the others like a blizzard.

Wang Xuesong once again sacrificed the Hundred Sketches of Jiangshan, and the five-colored divine light enveloped the crowd and withstood this wave of shock. Xu Hui saw that the sword man was at the end of his rope, and he was going to fight for his life. Blow a dead breath.

"Uh……"

Sword Man's flesh and blood turned into dust and fell down, and he collapsed to the ground, leaving only his clothes.

There was only one person left in Golden Dawn, but the remaining person didn't panic at all, there wasn't even a trace of fear in his eyes, like a vegetative person.

"Watch out for his darts!"

Xu Li, who was pinned to the tree for unknown reasons, shouted with difficulty.

The last person looked back impatiently at Xu Li.

"what……"

Xu Li immediately groaned, a big hole appeared inexplicably in her chest, as if pierced by a steel rod, her hands and feet were immobilized by invisible things, and she couldn't even move her head.

Seeing this, Wang Xuesong hit the dart boy with the Feiquan pestle.

Seeing this, the dartman shook his hand and threw out a dart.

However, the dart was thrown too crookedly, the Feiquan pestle flew into the air, and the dartman threw the dart to the ground.

Wang Xuesong and others are all stupid, the last one left is at this level?Can't even play darts?

But what happened next was quite unimaginable, beyond the cognition of few people.

As if there was no inertia, the Feiquan pestle was suspended in mid-air, it was not knocked into the air, it was not blocked, but suspended in mid-air by itself.

"Ok?"

Wang Xuesong frowned, confused, and found that the induction between himself and the Feiquan pestle was still there, so he exerted all his strength to control the Feiquan pestle, but he felt that the Feiquan pestle was held by something invisible, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn’t hold it Walk.

The dartman smiled at Wang Xuesong with great satisfaction, and pointed his hand, and the flying spring pestle fell to the ground, and Wang Xuesong couldn't hold it even with the strength of breastfeeding.

"That dart is weird!"

Wang Xuesong felt that it had something to do with darts, and signaled everyone not to act rashly.

The dartman smiled, took out a mirror, and took a picture in front of Wang Xuesong and the others.

There was a white light in front of Wang Xuesong and others, and then they were in a trance.

The pictures of mountains and rivers and the bottle of vitality suspended above the body to protect the body escaped into the body of Wang Xuesong and Wang Jiarui respectively.

Wang Xuesong only felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then he suddenly forgot who he was and what he was doing. There were warm white lights in front of his eyes, up, down, front, back, left, and right, and he felt a burst of peace in his heart.

"This is? Heaven?"

Wang Xuesong was talking to himself.

The others saw the same thing as Wang Xuesong, with white light everywhere, and a female choir faintly singing soft hymns, and their hearts were peaceful.

Then in a blink of an eye, heaven was gone.

A few people were dazzled by the white light, and couldn't adapt to the darkness for a short time, and couldn't see anything. When they saw clearly, they found that they were still standing in place, but the treasures on their heads were put away by themselves.

"go to hell."

The dartman in the distance sneered.

Then, Wang Xuesong and others felt that some invisible force was pulling them, and they stretched their hands towards their necks.

"Oh no!"

The faces of several people were all suffocated, their faces were flushed, they struggled desperately, their bodies were shining with green light, and they raised infinite strength, but they still couldn't stop themselves, they wanted to reach out and strangle themselves to death!

"This? The teacher is thousands of miles away, are we all going to die here?"

Wang Xuesong looked back at everyone and asked in despair.

Thousands of miles away, Wang Hongda was not at home, but was meditating on Dongxing Mountain, with his eyes closed and his body glistening with green light.

Wang Xuesong and the others were unable to decipher this weird spell, they grabbed their own necks with their hands, stretched out their tongues one by one, unable to breathe, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

At this moment, the green light of the longevity staff flashed, and many vines protruded from the ground covered by the shadows under the feet of several people, and the darts stuck on the shadows of several people were pulled out.

"what……"

The force that forced them on several people disappeared instantly, and they all limp on the ground, gasping for breath. Only then did they realize that it was the dart stuck in their own shadows that restrained them. Accurate, but because, the target of his attack at the beginning was not a person, but a shadow on the ground!
Only then did Wang Xuesong understand why the Feiquan pestle was suspended in mid-air, because the shadow of the Feiquan pestle on the ground was fixed by the darts on the opposite side.

How could Wang Hongda let his apprentice go to die? He has been meditating day and night in Dongxing Mountain for the past few days.

(End of this chapter)

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