"The Demon Jiao in the Waves" Qi Daqian blinked at Dao Wuji, as if to say: "Dao Gongzi, don't have any scruples. ”

Dao Wujian smiled knowingly.

At this time, the "Hundred Beast Venerable" Wu Ling dragged Qi Daqian to his side, just blocked the attack of Dao Wuji's left hand, and saw that Dao Wujian turned to attack his own plate, Wu Ling saw the move, and his left foot caught up, but unexpectedly, Dao Wujian quickly retracted his right foot, Wu Ling was stunned, and he didn't expect it to be a false move.

Between the lightning and flint, Dao Wujian let go of his right hand, jumped up, and a harrier pigeon turned over, landed behind the witch spirit, and stretched out his hand to point at the back of the witch spirit's heart, the speed is beyond words to describe.

The "Hundred Beast Venerable" Wu Ling felt a flower in front of him, and the strong wind behind him suddenly appeared, and he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, where could he still take care of Qi Daqian, his body pounced forward, and a donkey rolled around, which was worthy of avoiding the attack of the knife without stain.

Although there are so many things written in the pen, but from Qi Daqian's shot to being restrained, and then to the rescue of the knife and the retreat of the witch spirit, it is actually only a moment, and it is too late for the fire on the side to help the witch spirit, and it is too late to see that it is a stunned, and a chill faintly rises in his heart.

Dao Wujian grabbed Qi Daqian, shook his body, returned to everyone, looked at the embarrassed witch spirit and said, "The reaction is quite fast." ”

The boiled duck flew away, and the witch spirit himself was made disgraced, and he couldn't help but be secretly annoyed, and said in a cold voice: "Compared to Your Excellency's skills, this little trick is really not enough to worry about. ”

Everyone watched it clearly on the side, the reaction of the witch spirit to the enemy is not unpleasant, and the skill is high enough to rank among the first-class masters, and Daduo once said that the skill of the witch spirit is just average, if this is just average, then what kind of kung fu is enough, after all, people with such skills as the sword are rare in the martial arts, and everyone is full of doubts in their hearts, and they have seen the surprise in each other's eyes.

The poisonous boy is naturally no exception, holding back the suspicion in his heart, and pretending to say lightly: "You know each other, since this is the case, don't hurry up and catch it, so as not to ask for hardship when you get it." ”

At this time, Dao Wujian easily unlocked Qi Daqian's acupoint, and Qi Daqian said gratefully: "Dao Gongzi, you saved Qi Mou's life again." ”

"The Lord of Qi is polite. Dao Wujian smiled.

Wu Ling looked at the poisonous prince, his face was full of narrowness, and he mocked: "What Your Excellency said is exactly what you are exhorting Your Excellency, if you know each other, you can be captured, follow me to meet the king of the desert, and wait for the fate, if not, this place is the place where you will be buried." ”

"What a big breath!"

"Yellow-eyed old monster" Han Tong said with a sneer: "According to the old man, not necessarily, is it based on his half-baked sound wave skills, or on your fierce beast that does not obey the call." ”

"Ghost sound" Wuhuo was the first time to be so despised by others, and he was suddenly angry, his face was covered with frost, and he said coldly: "Old horseman, you dare to say that Uncle Ben's sonic skills are half-witted!"

Han Tong snorted coldly and deliberately sneered: "It's said that it's a half-ass, it's all about lifting you, and it will break when you roar, it's so vulnerable, it's really unheard of, haha......"

"You ......" I am angry with my fire.

"Hundred Beast Venerable" Wu Ling waved his hand, stopped my fire, and glanced at my fire, my fire understood, blinked his eyes without a trace, and Wu Ling said with a smile: "Brother Wuhuo, what are you fighting with a group of dead people." ”

As soon as the word "Jin" popped out of Wu Ling's mouth, Wu Huo immediately blew the instrument in his arms, and at the same time, Wu Ling rolled his eyes, helplessly covered his ears with his hands, and let out a sharp whistling sound from his mouth.

As Han Tong said, the sound wave of my fire can be resolved with a roar, and the witch spirit's beast control technique does not seem to work, and the sand lizard does not listen to its orders at all.

What's especially ridiculous is that the witch spirit let out a sharp whistling, as if to remind everyone, so that my fire's sonic wave power was interrupted for the first time, and my fire was embarrassed, only then did I wake up, I seemed to be in a bit of a hurry, my fire took a deep breath, and continued to blow.

Everyone laughed when they saw this, looking at Wuhuo and Wuling like a clown jumping beam, and Han Tong even ran Xuangong, gathering qi into sound, and the laughter was like thunder, as if he was deliberately embarrassing Wuhuo.

My fire's sonic power can't be disturbed at all, and now in Han Tong's laughter, the sonic power is self-defeating, and the strange thing is that my fire is not angry at all, and still puffs out his cheeks and blows the instrument in his arms vigorously, but the original heavenly music has become a whining and screeching sound.

And the witch spirit?

Ever since a shrill whistle, the witch spirit had been silent, a playful smile on his face, and he stared coldly at the people present.

"The Demon Jiao in the Waves" Qi Daqian was careless about the way of my fire before, but now he saw that his cheeks were red when he saw my fire, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Don't laugh to death, even if you blow that thing out, you can't help your Grandpa Qi." ”

After speaking, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Before the laughter fell, the "flower wasp" Shen Sanlang exclaimed "ouch", felt that his right foot was pricked by something, and when he looked down, he saw scorpions the size of an arm's arm coming out of the yellow sand, waving two stout claws, as if showing off their might.

Shen Sanlang was furious, he couldn't imagine that the little scorpion would dare to annoy him, and he raised his leg to trample it to death, but as soon as he raised his leg, he found that his right leg was numb, and he had a feeling of not obeying the call, Shen Sanlang's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed: "Be careful, this scorpion is poisonous." ”

"Just a brute, even dare to hurt people, it's really looking for death. Qi Daqian's eyes showed a fierce light, and he slashed down a few times with a golden ring machete, only to see the blue blood splashed, and more than a dozen scorpions all became the souls of Qi Daqian's knife.

Qi Daqian was complacent, and mocked: "Wu Ling, this is your beast control technique......"

The voice is getting smaller and smaller, when the last word is spoken, it is almost inaudible, it turns out that between the words, I saw the yellow sand surging under my feet, and the dense scorpions came out of the yellow sand one after another, like mushrooms after a rain, the number is so large that it is difficult to count, and it is creepy.

"Hurry back!" said Dao Wujian loudly.

Everyone used their skills to avoid the scorpion and retreated to the side.

"Ghost sound" Wuhuo stopped playing and laughed: "You and other crazy people, now you also know that you are afraid, haha......"

Everyone suddenly came to their senses and knew that they had fallen for my fire.

It turned out that Wuhuo knew that his hallucinogenic sound was ineffective against everyone, but he still tried his best to use it to attract everyone's attention, but the real killing move was these poisonous scorpions summoned by the witch spirit.

Suddenly, the "Hundred Beast Venerable" witch spirit made strange noises in his mouth, and the originally aimless scorpions rushed towards the Dao Wujian people like a wave.

Killer machine emerges!

On the desert, a chase between humans and beasts kicked off.

(End of chapter)