After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Style and Zhang Yaojin saw from a distance, the wound on Jin Shanshan's tail,

After absorbing an unknown liquid, the cracked fish scales repaired instantly,

Greed flashed in their small eyes, Zhang Yaojin narrowed his small black eyes,

Greedily said: "Human cultivators, hand over the treasures in your hands,

I will consider eating you without making you feel pain! "

Looking at Zhang Yaojin adoringly, he said: "Chief Zhang, if you get the treasure of a human cultivator, can you give me some rewards? I will only follow you from now on."

Zhang Yaojin's tentacles flicked wantonly in the fantasy sea, his eyes were full of pride, and he said generously:

"No problem, when I get the gemstones cultivated by humans, I will reward you with some."

Ice and snow condensed in Dongfang Yu's black eyes, and a silver sword appeared in his hand,

There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Style and said: "Style, you really shouldn't come back, this time you will stay here forever."

The small silver eyes of the style are seeing the sword in Dongfang Yu's hand,

Subconsciously backed away, the fear left by the white flame was so deep that it couldn't help but want to run away...

Zhang Yaojin glanced at Style in disgust, "What are you afraid of? Am I not here?"

Style saw Zhang biting Jinjin beside him, he forced himself to calm down, stopped backing up, and wanted to escape.

The magic weapon in Dongfang Yu's dantian is running, the light on the silver sword is shining, and the fire of the ruins of Jinghong's No.13 sword is displayed,

Nine white flames condense on the tip of the Silver Slashing Excalibur, exuding scorching heat...

When Style saw the flame, it was as if a heart-piercing pain was coming from the place where the tail was broken. Shock flashed in the small silver eyes,

It looked at Zhang Yaojin and said, "Chief Zhang, you must be careful.

My younger brother Fenglin was burned into nothingness by this white flame. "

When Zhang bites the small golden mung bean-like eyes, when he sees the white flame,

A sense of crisis rose in its heart, as if it was enveloped by this white flame,

Even if it is a divine beast at the peak of the ninth order, it will be severely injured...

It has already regretted a little at this time, regretting coming here with the style,

Damn style, what kind of existence did this provoke?

Feeling Zhang Yaojin's icy eyes, Feng Feng trembled in his heart,

He whispered: "Boss Zhang, you are the ninth-level peak god, and your speed is the fastest.

The white flame may not be able to catch up with you,

What's more, in the hands of the human cultivator, there is a treasure that can heal wounds instantly,

If you get that baby, when you attack the holy beast thunder,

It will surely allow you to survive the thunder disaster safely and become a holy beast in the fantasy sea! "

Zhang Yaojin's small eyes flashed a greedy light when he heard the holy beast Thunder Tribulation,

If it can get the baby that instantly repairs the wound, it will be safe when the holy beast thunders again.

As long as you think of becoming a holy beast in the official sea,

It felt the blood in its body boiling, and it seemed that the scene of all kinds of gods and beasts facing it, bowing their heads and bowing their heads seemed to appear in his mind...

Zhang Yaojin looked at Style's eyes, no longer hostile, and even said something concerned,

"Style, let's start in a while, you have to protect yourself, I don't have extra time to take care of you."

Style's small eyes looked at it gratefully, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Chief Zhang."

It made up its mind: as soon as Chief Zhang and the human cultivator make a move,

It just puts oil on the soles of its feet and hides as far away as possible. As for revenge,

Compared with its life, it is insignificant...

Zhang Yaojin's small black eyes narrowed into slits, and the 32 long tentacles shone with light.

A layer of ice was wrapped on the tentacles, attacking Dongfang Yu from all directions...

With the silver sword in Dongfang Yu's hand, Zhang Yaojin slashed in the direction of the sword,

The nine burning white flames began to condense instantly, forming a flaming long sword,

Like lightning, Zhang Yaojin's round head pierced,

Where the flaming long sword passed, the seawater of the phantom sea was burned into nothingness, and a short vacuum appeared...

Zhang Yaojin's small eyes narrowed sharply, it has already felt the heat of the flame,

It no longer cared about attacking Dongfang Yu, the 32 long tentacles retracted instantly,

In front of it, intertwined into a wall of ice,

"boom……"

A loud noise exploded in the sea water of the official sea, and the flaming long sword slammed into the ice wall,

The contest between ice and fire, the fire of shattering void, instantly burns a hole in the ice wall...

"what…"

A scream came from Zhang Yaojin's mouth, and several of its tentacles were burned into nothingness by the fire of ruins.

Feng Feng heard Zhang Yaojin's screams, turned around and wanted to run,

Jin Shining opened his mouth, and a golden water arrow pierced towards Style Xiao's eyes,

It said coldly: "Since you are back, don't think about running again, go and be with your brother!"

Style's body was shining with light, and the speed was displayed to the extreme. Although he closed his eyes,

The golden water arrow pierced its body, and blood continued to spread from the wound...

Style is deeply regretful at this moment, why did he wait to come back for revenge when he met Zhang Yaojin?

If you don't come back, find a place where there are no beasts and hide, and practice for thousands of years, it can become a ninth-level beast again,

It's too late to say anything now, a trace of determination flashed in the style's small silver eyes,

The light above its head flickers, and the corner of death, which is as black as ink, appears,

Its speed doubled, turned around, and rushed towards Jin Shining...

Jin Shining's small eyes saw that the corner of death, which was as black as ink, flashed with horror,

The golden light shines on its body, its shape shrinks sharply,

The little golden tail swung left and right, and the speed was displayed to the extreme. While running, he shouted: "Boss, help!"

A cold light suddenly appeared in Jinghong's clear eyes, and the purple spirit fire that danced in his hand,

Transformed into a spiral, spinning and rushing towards the direction of style...

Jinghong's voice rang in Jin Shining's ear, "Xining, hurry up!"

Jin Shining was about to cry, and said in a crying voice: "Boss... Boss... This is my fastest speed!"

Jin Shining already felt the sound of breaking through the air behind him, and the figure of Hei Yao flashed in its mind, thinking sadly:

Could it be that I am doomed today, Jin Yingying?

I will never see Black Yao again, I regret not telling him, I like him...

Style's small eyes were full of excitement and the joy of Lijiang's revenge, and its extremely arrogant voice sounded: "Little goldfish, even if it is dead,

I will also hold you back, if you die, the revenge between me and my brother will be considered revenge! "

At the corner of style's death, about to pierce the little golden tail,

The golden figure disappeared out of nowhere...

The small silver eyes widened in shock, not understanding why the glittering golden figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air...