Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 168 Slaying the Dragon ([-])
Inside the barrier, Mr. Huang and Kun Fan fought inextricably. The ground inside the barrier was already riddled with holes. The aftermath of the battle in the void realm was enough to kill the Jindan cultivator.

Jiu Jie and Huang Tianci transformed and fused the two thousand machine cloud pattern rings, turning them into a huge turtle shell-like cloud pattern shield covering several people, Hu Banshan and Zhou Linger hid inside, Jiu Jie and Huang Tianci leaned on the The slightest gap in the shield observes the movement outside.

"boom--"

The ground in front of him was smashed into a big hole by a spell, so Jiu Jie and Huang Tianci moved aside with the tortoise shell.

"Jiujie, what should we do?" Huang Tianci said in a low voice.

"It's a bit difficult to take you out now." Jiujie said in a deep voice. The ghost has not responded for a long time, which means that he can't get the formation-breaking talisman. Without the formation-breaking talisman, he can go out by himself, but Huang Tian gave them three But can't get out.

"Go there." Jiu Jie looked at the entrance of the cave in the enchantment: "I feel that there is something calling me."

This feeling has been there since the moment the enchantment appeared in the Hundred Ghosts Inn, and now it is getting stronger after entering the enchantment.

The entrance of the burrow was a little far away from Jiu Jie and the others, separated by half of the barrier, and the center of the barrier was where Mr. Huang and Kun Fan fought. If you want to pass through, you will inevitably be threatened by the aftermath of the battle.

Huang Tianci looked at Jiujie and nodded, then turned to look at the two little guys behind and asked softly, "Are Banshan and Linger afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, I will protect Ling'er." Hu Banshan shook his head.

"I don't need your protection." Zhou Linger curled her lips and hugged the rabbit tightly.

"Go around." Jiu Jie said.

"En." Huang Tianci nodded.

The huge spirit pattern turtle shield covered the four people and moved to the inner edge of the enchantment, and began to move towards the hole. During the period, the spells that fell were controlled by Jiujie and Huang Tianci to avoid them. It looked like a flexible big turtle Climbing towards the entrance of the cave.

Kun Fan, who was in the air, saw the movements of Jiujie and the others out of the corner of his eye, snorted coldly, and threw the dragon-patterned spear into a javelin towards the big turtle shell.

The long spear came through the air and turned into a black light.

Jiu Jie, who was hiding under the cloud-patterned tortoise's shield, instantly felt a sense of crisis that made his heart jump.

Mr. Huang dodged Kun Fan's attack, and seeing that Jiujie and others were in danger, he appeared on the road where Wu Guang came in a flash.

Waving the sleeve robe repeatedly, space ripples emerged in the air, slowing down Wu Guang's speed.

"Let you save!" Kun Fan sneered, and his figure appeared behind Wu Guang in an instant. He stepped on the Wu Guang, and his spear was exposed. All the space ripples were torn apart, and space cracks emerged.

Seeing this, Old Man Huang's face changed slightly, he wiped the ring he snatched from Shao Yingjie's hand on his finger, and a mirror appeared in front of him.

The spear pierced the mirror, and the mirror rippled.

"Futian Mirror!" Kun Fan looked at the mirror, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes: "It belongs to you, Grandpa Kun Fan."

Kun Fan forcibly stopped the attack of the long spear, and when the body of the spear was twisted, a flexible underhook appeared on the long spear, hooking the frame of the Futian mirror, pulling it back, and at the same time, he opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of black flames, forcing Mr. Huang step back.

Mr. Huang waved his sleeve robe, and gusts of wind surged out, blowing away the black flames.

"Hahahahaha, I didn't expect this Futian mirror to fall into my hands." Kun Fan retracted his spear, grabbed the Futian mirror in his hand, looked at it with joy, stretched out his hand to stroke the mirror, and sighed: "This Futian mirror was a killer weapon ten thousand years ago. I didn't expect that you little guys from the Qiankun Dynasty would not be able to use it."

Kun Fan injected his spiritual power into the mirror, and at the same time, a bloodstain appeared in his hand, and the profuse blood flowed into the mirror. The originally plain looking mirror began to glow with the injection of Kun Fan's blood and spiritual power. It fell off, revealing the special material with a cold glow inside. The Futian mirror is white at the moment, but it turns into black at the next moment with Kun Fan's thoughts, and then changes into a mixture of black and white.

"Even if you don't kill the real dragon, just get this Futian Mirror, it's worth it for your uncle Kun Fan to be trapped for 500 years, hahahaha." Kun Fan raised his head and laughed.

The old man Huang below had a bad feeling. He had never heard of the so-called Futian mirror, but at this moment, the mirror had become extraordinary in Kun Fan's hands.

"Take your sacrificial mirrors first." Kun Fan took the Futian mirror and took a photo towards Mr. Huang. The black and white Futian mirror instantly reflected the figure of Mr. Huang and the cloud-patterned turtle hidden by Jiujie and others behind him. shell.

Mr. Huang still wanted to avoid it, but from the moment his figure was reflected on the mirror, he found himself unable to move. No matter his body or spirit, even the surrounding space seemed to be frozen. I can't even move my body, and all consciousness and even life activities have stopped.

However, Jiu Jie and the others who were hiding in the cloud-patterned tortoise shell were safe and sound. Seeing that Mr. Huang was restrained all of a sudden, Jiu Jie and the others were startled.

"Isn't that mirror Shao Yingjie's? Why is it so powerful!" Huang Tianci said in surprise.

"Boss calls that mirror the mirror of being beaten and fighting back." Hu Banshan said.

"It seems that good luck is not enough, but good vision is also needed." Jiu Jie sighed, such a powerful mirror in Shao Yingjie's hands was only used to save his life.

"Uncle Jiu, that loach is coming to catch us." Zhou Linger caught a glimpse of Kun Fan flying down from the sky holding a mirror, and hurriedly tugged at the hem of Jiu Jie's clothes in fright.

"Jiu Jie, try to see if you can control the whips of this enchantment to stop him!" Huang Tianci said suddenly.

"I'll try..." Jiu Jie nodded, but he didn't know how to control the whips in the enchantment.

By shouting?

Jiujie thinks about it, it seems that he yelled a few words before, and the golden whip listened to him.

At this moment, Li Yanfeng, who was outside the barrier, slammed his head against the barrier, holding his head and screaming in pain.

Golden long whips emerged from the golden barrier to wrap around Li Yanfeng.

Clap clap clap clap.

The golden whip hit Li Yanfeng's body, his soul and body were attacked at the same time.

"Hahaha! Whip, whack, whack!" Li Yanfeng's face was contorted in pain, but he was laughing. With the whipping of the golden whip in his sea of ​​consciousness, the phantom of the old man began to tremble, and the golden silkworm in his body also Curled up.

Li Yanfeng was overjoyed to see that the long whip of the golden enchantment could help him resist the seizure. He would rather be whipped to death than be seized. She's the guy to finish first.

At this moment, Kun Fan in the enchantment landed in front of the cloud-patterned tortoise shell where Jiu Jie and the others were hiding, and with a spear in his right hand, he was about to stab Jiu Jie and the others inside to death.

"Tie this loach for me!" Jiu Jie roared, and at the same time, he and Huang Tianci retreated holding the cloud-patterned tortoise shell.

The golden long whips in the barrier let go of Li Yanfeng instantly after hearing the words, and rolled towards Kun Fan like lightning.

Seeing this, Kun Fan was shocked, put his spear back, and pointed the Futian Mirror with his left hand towards the golden whips. As a result, the golden whips only slowed down slightly, but they still rolled over.

"His grandma's, isn't it so evil! Futian mirror is useless to you!" Kun Fan had already had a psychological shadow of these golden whips, and was so frightened that he quickly retreated like lightning.

"Smack me! Bastard, whip me!" Seeing the golden long whip disappear, Li Yanfeng outside the barrier suddenly had a splitting headache again, his sea of ​​consciousness was suppressed by the old man again, and the golden silkworms in his body became active again, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky yell.

(End of this chapter)