Lord God of Fast Transmigration is a little flustered

Chapter 10 10: Cannon fodder is not afraid, cultivating immortals is powerful 09
"Huh?" Wu Liao suddenly thought of something, when she put her hand on it just now, nothing happened.

Wu Liao rolled her eyes, quickly got up and came to the iron rod, grasped the iron rod with both hands, and exerted strength at the same time, unexpectedly, there was no response to the restriction. From this point of view, the restriction is aimed at Dharma cultivation. Wu Liao suddenly laughed, when did she say that she could only do spells.

When playing games before, she knew that the mage was a crispy skin, so she practiced together.

This restriction didn't respond at all until Wuliao opened the passage for her to pass through.

After Wu Liao came outside, she ran out along a road.

At this moment, the commotion outside was getting louder and louder. When Wu Liao came outside, he saw Min Zhu fighting against Fake Kuoyu, while Linghua Daoist directly grabbed He Min's neck, and her body was captured by Linghua Daoist's own life. The golden vine transformed by the magic weapon was trapped and could not break free.

"Where is Qianqiong?" Linghua looked at He Min coldly, and she almost fainted under the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Seeing that she refused to speak, Master Linghua said coldly: "Although I am an orthodox cultivator, I know how to search for souls. If you don't talk about it, I don't mind using soul search to find out the whereabouts of things."

Blood gushed out from the corner of He Min's mouth and her face turned red. She gritted her teeth and said, "In...in the dungeon on the right."

Daoist Linghua stretched out his fingers and made a mark between her eyebrows, temporarily sealing her spiritual power, and then said to Wuliao, "Take her to find it together."

Afterwards, Linghua let go of He Min's restraint, and Wu Liao said to He Min: "Let's go, lead the way."

He Min looked at Wu Liao full of murderous aura, but now she has been sealed with spiritual power, but even if she has spiritual power, Wu Liao is not afraid, now that both of them have completed the foundation establishment, she would like to see, one Which one is more powerful, the cultivation base obtained by seizing other people's luck and using the resources that do not belong to her, or her cultivation base that has been steadily cultivated.

Linghua took a healing elixir and looked towards the two fighting in the sky. The longer the battle lasted, the more frightened Linghua became. With the ancestor's cultivation, he didn't expect the fake to last so long time.

Seeing this, Master Linghua sent a message to the head of his family, asking him to bring another ancestor, and explaining the abnormality of this person.

Wu Liao pressured He Min and walked towards the dungeon, turned two corners, and finally found Qian Qiong's whereabouts, looking at Qian Qiong covered in blood, Wu Liao's face was terribly dark, looked at He Min in front of him, and asked Said: "Her luck and vitality, which one did you move?"

He Min shook his head and said, "Both of them haven't moved."

Wu Liao drew out the silver sword and placed it around her neck, and said coldly: "Do you dare to swear to heaven and earth?"

He Min glanced at her, then suddenly took out the short dagger from the storage bag, dodged to the right, and then turned around and stabbed Wu Liao with the short dagger in the heart.

Wu Liao was startled, she didn't expect that she would break through the restriction of Nascent Soul cultivator in such a short time.

Seeing He Min's attack, Wu Liao backed away quickly, and at the same time, luck Die Ying, this is an additional skill in the family heirloom book, once Die Ying came out, the entire space was covered with Wu Liao's figure, and Wu Liao did not dare to drag it down at this moment She is afraid that He Min, who has such great luck now, has a magic weapon to see through her body, and she can't get rid of it in time.

Her eyes were hardened, and she didn't hold back her attack anymore. Wu Liao, who was hiding in the butterfly shadow, channeled her spiritual power to the spiritual sword in her hand, dodged to her back, and stabbed at her dantian with a sword.

"Ding!" Unexpectedly, Wu Liao's sword directly pierced her defensive vestment, and Wu Liao retreated quickly when she saw that the blow was not enough.

He Min sneered at the corner of his mouth: "It's going to be me next."

I saw a small clock coming out of her space, only the size of a palm. After He Min recited a mantra on it, the small clock came out of her hand and became the size of a normal temple bell. Attacked by the mist,

"Qian Kun Clock? Not good!" Wu Liao saw that her attack was at the level of a spirit weapon, and she felt bitter in her mouth, but now she can't retreat. If she retreats, it will be difficult to find her trace again.

"That's right!" Wu Liao took out the hairpin given by Linghua, and threw it out without thinking.

Unexpectedly, after the hairpin was thrown out, it turned into a golden rope and jumped to the clock's body in mid-air. It actually shrank a circle visible to the naked eye.

Wu Liao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it works.

Immediately, the spiritual power was circulated to the extreme, and the spiritual sword was directly put into the storage bag. The spiritual power was attached to the two fists, and the figure flashed, and the two fists were fiercely punched towards He Min.

"Ka Ka!" As soon as the fists came out, Wu Liao accurately heard the sound of the defensive vestment on He Min's body shattering, and her figure flew out quickly, smashing heavily on the stone wall.

The powerful momentum still hurt her heart. Wu Liao didn't give her a chance to think about it. The moment He Min flew out, she followed. In close combat, he is no match for physical training, not to mention Wu Liao is a dual cultivation of both law and body.

He Min swallowed the surging blood, and at the same time quickly took out a defensive armor from the storage bag and put it on his body. The moment he put it on, Wu Liao's fist arrived again.

"See if it's my fist that's faster or your wearing a defensive magic weapon."

Immediately, the rain-like fists smashed down without leaving a trace, directly hitting the person into the stone wall, which just cut off her escape route.

Within ten punches, the defensive armor on her body had been broken. At this moment, Wu Liao's hands were dripping with blood, but she didn't see it at all. She attacked with one punch after another without any hesitation.

At the beginning, He Min was able to use her spiritual power to resist, but after a while, her hands were interrupted by Wu Liao's fist. Without the defense of her hands, He Min suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

In the end, Wu Liao aimed at the position of her dantian, and punched out with all her might, smashing her dantian directly.

"Pfft!" He Min stared angrily, blood spurted from his mouth, and spit directly on Wu Liao's body.

"Damn you!!" He Min's eyes were red, and a murderous aura surged all over his body.

(End of this chapter)