Wu Meng really felt that the fight between Wu Lu and the two was too boring, and suddenly saw the black monk's seal change, and his heart was shocked, reminding Wu Lu that it was too late.

"Xiaolu!" Wu Meng's voice soared into the sky, a wave of grief welled up in his heart, and tears filled his eyes without warning.

It's all her fault, why can she watch her sister fight with the enemy so calmly, and she still thinks that the battle is boring and wants to doze off, Wu Meng, are you still worthy of being someone's eldest sister?

Wu Meng, who prides himself on treating Wu Lu and Wu Rui as his own brothers and sisters, actually regards them as outsiders in his heart, and treats them as your fun in this immortal cultivation world, right?

Wu Meng, a hypocritical person like you don't deserve to have a brother and sister!

Just when Wu Meng was grief-stricken, thinking that Wu Lu had been seriously injured, a voice suddenly came, "Sister, why are you here?" Wu Lu looked at Wu Meng anxiously, although she didn't know why her sister appeared here, but now was not the time to think about this.

Monk Jindan is really not something she can deal with if she is not a foundation cultivator, even if this Jindan monk has no combat power.

"Huh, Xiaolu, are you okay?" Hearing Wu Lu's voice without a little pain, all of Wu Meng's sadness and tears seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and she looked straight at Wu Lu with her tearful eyes, waiting for her answer.

"I'm fine!" Ulu shook her head, but the heavy panting showed that she wasn't as fine as she said.

In order to brew the "Wind Forest and Sea of Fire", almost all of his spiritual power was exhausted, but unfortunately he did not let the other party be harmed. However, looking at him like that, he should be no better than himself, right.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Hearing this, Wu Meng's pounding heart gradually settled down. Butler, what was going on?

Meng Meng, your sister was also accumulating a big move just now. When the man in black made his ultimate, she also made his ultimate, and the two ultimates collided, negating the attack, and the ultimate's ultimate exploded in the center, killing that Romei. The housekeeper gave an explanation in a timely manner.

Wu Meng glanced at Luo Mei, who was lying in the center with his eyes closed, but was actually dead, his face did not change at all, his eyes moved a little, and he looked at the black-clothed monk.

The blackfriar clutched his chest, gasping for breath, and it seemed that although the blow had not hurt him, he had not benefited in the slightest. At this time, he took out a jade bottle and poured out a few pills, swallowed them, and in less than a breath, the whole person seemed to have returned to his peak state.

Wu Meng turned his head to look at Wu Lu, "Xiao Lu, you can rest for a while, this person will be handed over to me to deal with." After speaking, he waved his hand and took out the Tang knife, and looked at the black-clothed monk with a brisk step.

"Sister, be careful! He's a Jindan monk!" Wu Lu didn't have time to hold Wu Meng, so he had to tell him, and at the same time took out the pill to heal his wounds. She had to recover quickly and help her sister.

"Don't worry, this little crumb, I don't care about it yet. Wu Meng said with a smile when she heard this, she was not joking, as long as this monk didn't use any big moves and fought her in close combat, she guaranteed that the two such monks would not be afraid.

The black-clothed monk who heard Wu Meng's words over there was furious, "There is another one who is sent to death, since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you!ah!" With a wave of his hand, he cast a spell on Wu Meng.

Wu Meng snatched the attack with a slight flash, without affecting her running speed in the slightest.

When the monk saw that the blow could not be struck, he struck another blow, but he refused to move half a step.

Wu Meng dodged slightly, and looked at the black-clothed monk with a playful smile in his eyes, "Hey, don't you still want to use the method just now, but it's a pity that it's useless." ”

As he spoke, Wu Meng was already close to the black-clothed monk, and the spiritual power was infused into the Tang Dao and stabbed towards his dantian.

The black-clothed monk's pupils shrank, and it was too late to dodge, just when the two of them thought they would pierce the dantian, they found that the Tang knife was blocked by a transparent light shield at 2 centimeters of the black-clothed monk's dantian, and it couldn't be pierced no matter how it pierced.

"I'm shit!" Wu Meng couldn't help but scold, it's this damn talisman spiritual power again!"Butler, hurry up and crack it for me!"

The black-clothed monk thought that he was going to die this time, but he didn't expect to stop with the knife! "Haha! Lao Tzu is wearing a four-grade armor, and you want to break Lao Tzu's defense with your broken knife!"

The black-clothed monk was instantly enveloped by the joy of "the aftermath of the catastrophe", and at the same time, his figure flashed, far away from the black cuteness. What the hell! Why are you a female cultivator practicing swords!

When Wu Meng heard this, his face became gloomy, and his figure flashed to the man in black again, and when he returned, he slashed at his neck, "Since you can't cut your dantian, it's not bad to cut your neck!"

The black-clothed monk is also a Jindan monk, and if he is prepared, he can still see Wu Meng's swinging knife, so he quickly raised his arm to block the attack, but why is this woman so powerful, it is simply unreasonable!

Wu Meng saw Tang Dao and saw the protective shield go up again, and immediately became angry, and swung the knife and slashed at all parts of the black-clothed monk's body, making her a little tired.

"Butler, what happened?" asked as he chopped.

"Meng Meng, the defensive spirit weapon on this person's body is very strong. With your current cultivation and this Tang Knife, I'm afraid you won't be able to break through his defenses. ”

"Is there any way?" Wu Meng said, already putting away the Tang knife, and retreated to a distance of more than ten meters as soon as he stepped on his feet.

"A spell of that magnitude just now can deal some damage to him. In addition, the lightning charm can attack him through his defensive armor, but because he is already a Jindan monk, the effect is probably only one-third. ”

Wu Meng adjusted his breathing when he heard this, and waved his hand to take out the talisman from the Qiankun bag. Although Jean also wanted to make a big move, there was no big move in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that could be used by space monks.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many spells cast by monks, there are spells and tricks that do not limit the attributes of monks, and there is also a kind of ultimate move used by Wulu and the black-clothed monk just now, which is generally called a small supernatural power, and it must have a corresponding spiritual root to cultivate and use.

And Wu Meng, as an ethereal root, doesn't even have the most basic cultivation techniques, let alone the cultivation space system to attack the supernatural powers.

So I can only use talismans, but when I saw that there were only a hundred talismans in my hand, and only five of them were thunder talismans, Wu Meng suddenly felt bad!

"Damn, where's my talisman?" she had drawn a thousand talismans, where is it now?

"Meng Meng, the day before yesterday, you just sold 1,600 talismans to Tingyuzhai. The butler was a little unbearable, but he still reminded him.

"I'm !! the dish," Wu Meng couldn't help but scold again.

"Sister, be careful!" Suddenly, Wu Meng was vigorously pushed away, and a figure rushed forward, but in less than two seconds, the figure was knocked out again!

"Xiaolu!"