This red-tailed snake can be called huge, and the thick snake of the bath bucket is about 100 meters long. The snake on the whole body is also the size of a plate, and the small one is the size of a fist.

Besides, these six-rank demon beasts are treasures all over their bodies. However, there are too many treasures to choose.

"Cut off the tail of this snake, I can only freeze this snake for half an hour. Zeng Qing saw Wu Meng in a daze and hurriedly reminded him.

"Oh, good. Wu Meng reacted immediately when he heard this, and swung his sword again to continue the unfinished action just now. With a strong swing, the Wentian Sword and the snake skin produced a huge force, and Wu Meng relaxed a little because the snake was frozen, so he was almost shocked out by this force. Fortunately, the housekeeper reminded him in time and secretly removed this force.

And Wu Meng reacted quickly, and the spiritual power was input to the Wentian Sword as if he didn't want money, and with a buzz, the Wentian Sword lit up with a white light, and the tenacity seemed to be a flow of brilliance, as if the sword spirit was revived. The Wentian Sword, which was still in a stalemate with the snakeskin, stabbed into the red tail with a pop. Then Wu Meng pressed the sword hard, and the entire snake tail was cut off.

At the same time, all the defense power of the snake was disintegrated, and the red-tailed snake was completely dead, and the snake could still live if it had a broken tail, but although the demon pill of the red-tailed snake was in the tail of the snake, losing the demon pill was equivalent to losing his life.

Wu Meng supported her body with a sword, and almost exhausted the spiritual power of her whole body just now in order to cut off the snake's tail with a sword. I'm very tired at the moment.

"Yun, you go and rest first. I'll clean up the serpent. Zeng Qing took the initiative to ask, and Wu Meng glanced at him and knew what he thought when she saw the sparkle in her eyes.

"Okay, the poison sac is for you, and half for the other one. If you need a demon elixir, take it too. Wu Meng nodded, indicating that it didn't matter. He walked over to a relatively clean stone, thrust his sword into the ground, waved his hand to take a futon, and crossed his legs to make it.

This red-tailed snake was so majestic just now, but it scared the surrounding demon beasts away, and she wouldn't come back for a while, so she meditated with peace of mind. Her injuries were worse than she had imagined.

At this time, not only was her spiritual power exhausted, but her meridians were also somewhat broken. Who told her to pour a bottle of Hui Ling Pill into her stomach just now? That's a whole 12 pills, which is still the best grade.

Fortunately, I expanded my meridians due to a blessing in disguise before, otherwise my hands would be heavier now.

In fact, the reason why she is so lucky is not only the expansion of the meridians, but also the special spiritual power of her, the mixture of spatial spiritual power and the power of the stars is enough to suppress the huge spiritual power of the Hui Ling Pill, otherwise even if the meridians are rough enough, it will not be able to withstand the knife cut.

She also doesn't eat Snow Lotus Pill, and directly uses spiritual power to nourish the meridians in her body.

With the push of her spiritual power, the cute body data in front of the housekeeper was a little bit, and when the data returned to above the red line value. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, hey, Meng Meng was reckless this time.

It's really getting older and more disobedient, but it's getting younger and younger.

Before the housekeeper could finish his melancholy, the alarm came from the detection robot sent out. Someone approached. The housekeeper immediately called up the surveillance, and was immediately displeased when he saw the visitor.

I wanted to remind Wu Meng, but I thought that she was meditating, so I gave up.

As for who comes. Let's see:

I saw a woman and two men not far away rushing towards this side in a little embarrassment, the woman was wearing a white dress embroidered with a golden phoenix, and at the moment she was dyed with a little red plum, and the bun on her head was a little messy, and it could be faintly seen that she was originally combing a flying bun. His face was as pale as snow, and his red lips were pursed, as if he was enduring some pain.

The two men next to him were dressed simply, dressed in black disciple clothes, and had simple buns on their heads. The two of them were even paler at the moment, but they tightly protected the woman in the middle.

"Senior Sister Ling Hua, there seems to be someone in front?" The male correction on the left is an ink mark.

"Well, let's hurry up. Wen Linghua nodded, although it was quite far away, she already knew who the person in the distance was, it was her roadblock.

"It seems to be a white cloud, huh, is that a snake?" Ke Ling guarded Wen Linghua's right.

"Let's go. ”

The three of them quickened their pace, and within half an hour they were in front of them. The three of them gasped when they saw the red-tailed snake on the ground that had been dismantled in eight pieces, and if it wasn't for the snake's head intact, it would never be distinguishable.

"This, is this a red-tailed snake?" Ke Ling had lived for a hundred years, and he could barely distinguish between the snake's head and the snake's tail. "Look at the red circle on the snake's tail, there should be seven pins. ”

"Did they kill them?" said Inkmark.

Wen Linghua looked at the red-tailed snake and glanced at Bai Yun who was meditating and Zeng Qing who was busy working, and his eyes became deep and dark. They were actually able to kill the seventh-grade red-tailed snake, but the three of them had just been seriously injured by the sixth-grade peak demon beast and had to escape.

It's really not fair! Why do they have such high talent and so strong luck?

In a trance, Wen Linghua seemed to hear an ethereal voice: It was not that the Heavenly Dao was unfair, but that they were variables under the Heavenly Dao, as long as they were killed, they would be able to set things right and return to the original trajectory.

variables, kill ......

These words echoed in Wen Linghua's mind.

"Senior Sister Linghua, what's wrong with you?" Although Mo Ji was a little happy to see Zeng Qing, his eyes never left Wen Linghua, so he noticed Wen Linghua's strangeness as soon as possible.

The voice of the ink mark immediately woke Wen Linghua up, she hid the emotions in her heart, shook her head and said to Zeng Qing, "I'm fine." ”

At this moment, Zeng Qing, who was picking up the snake skin and smoking snake blood, finally noticed that someone was approaching, raised his head to look at the visitor, and after discovering the identity of the visitor, he turned his head and continued to draw blood.

"Zeng Qing! What a coincidence, I didn't expect us to meet so soon. Mo Ji greeted Zeng Qing only after seeing that Wen Linghua was really fine.

"Hmm. Zeng Qing just hummed faintly.

"What, did you kill this seven-grade red-tailed snake?" Mo Zhen said that his heart was also a little unbalanced, the other two people could kill the snake, but the three of them could only be chased and run.

"I think this red-tailed snake is quite big, and this snake skin should be able to make a few armors. Seeing that Zeng Qing was just immersed in his work and didn't care about himself, the imbalance in his heart increased even more.

In fact, Zeng Qing is usually like this, but the psychological gap between the ink marks at the moment is too big, and there are loopholes in his mood.

"Help me get the snakeskin plucked, and I'll give you a quarter of the snakeskin. The sound of the ink mark making Zeng Qing frown, and finally raised his head to look at the ink mark.

The ink mark was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned bad again, is it just charity?

However, Zeng Qing didn't look at her, but looked in the direction of Wu Meng's meditation with a frown. At this moment, Wen Linghua was approaching her.

"Uncle Bai?" Wen Linghua shouted with a smile, a glint flashing in his eyes.

"Uncle Bai!" This time the voice played a lot, and there was a trace of strange fluctuations in it, which made Wu Meng in his closed eyes frown. Wen Linghua smiled even more when she saw this.