It was not until this time that they discovered that the ghost breath had entered their bodies. At this time, the monks with poor divine breathing could no longer make effective defenses. When the strong wind whistled past, some monks were swept away from the spacecraft, and they were striking up and down in the air with the strong wind, and then fell down violently.

The situation on the Wunin God King's spaceship also happened on the flying magic weapons of other Xuanshen cultivators. Even on the jade gourd of Noling God King, two disciples fell down.

However, Deputy City Lord Yu's spaceship was only two people, Gu Yue, and the defensive shield needed to be supported was very small, so Deputy City Lord Yu could still be Gu.

"Master, should we help Senior Wunin and others?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly asked worriedly.

Gu Xiu looked at the person who was talking and found that he was a female cultivator in the late stage of Sanshen. She remembered that her name should be Tang Rou.

Gu Xiu was a little surprised by Tang Rou's ideas. If they had the extra effort, they would help Nuoling God and the others.

Obviously, Elder Tong Ji thought so too. He glanced at Tang Rou and did not answer her. This silence also showed the problem. If he had seen it, he would naturally shut up.

But Tang Rou didn't know why, but Gu Xiu always felt that those who could cultivate to the late stage of Sanshen should not be stupid or stupid, but now she found that perhaps her cultivation level and her mind were not completely proportional.

She discovered this idea from Tang Rou.

Seeing that the elder Tong Ji was silent, Tang Rou stepped forward two steps, bowed to the elder Tong Ji, and said anxiously: "Master Tong Ji, if we don't take action, the spaceship of my son Iron Mansion will not be able to hold on. There are more than twenty disciples from the Lord of Biyue City on it."

This time, Elder Tong Ji gave her a look, but that look seemed to be looking at something strange.

"Master?" Tang Rou saw that the elder Tong Ji was only looking at her, and called out again anxiously.

"Well," Elder Tong Ji nodded, "If you want to help, it's OK."

With a "puff", a disciple next to him laughed, but Tang Rou didn't seem to understand what Elder Tong Ji meant, and looked at him with a confused look on his face.

"Senior Sister Tang," at this time, another female disciple of the early stage of Sanshen stepped forward and pulled Tang Rou, signaling her not to say anything.

But if Tang Rou had such a clear understanding, she would not have said those ridiculous words before.

"The master of Tongji, I naturally want to take action, but my juniors are too weak, so I ask my masters to help me."

After being pulled by the female disciple of the early stage of the Sacred God, Tang Rou understood what Elder Tong Ji said just now.

Elder Tong Ji looked at Tang Rou helplessly. Gu Xiu felt that he must be wondering whether this female disciple had a brain problem. The disciples who went out in the future not only depend on their cultivation and strength, but also on their minds.

"I want to control the flying magic weapon, how can I have the spare energy to rescue others?"

Elder Child Crew threw such a hard word, then turned his head to the front of the brush-shaped flying magic weapon, and made seals with both hands, which were farther away from the dark purple lightning that was already a distance. He used his actions to show that he was really busy and really had no spare energy to help God of Wunin.

At this moment, the already broken spaceship of God Wunin was struck by purple lightning again. The spaceship shook in the air, and the defense shield completely collapsed. Two disciples in the Sanshen Stage were swept by the strong wind, and big drops of rain fell on them. The two of them had been entered by the ghost breath before, and the divine breath was poorly operated and now they had no power to resist. In a moment, the figures of the two disciples disappeared into the vast rain and fog.

Tang Rou's face became even more panicked. She looked at the elder of the Tongzhi, who turned her back to the disciples and only focused on controlling the flying magic weapon. Obviously, the elder of the Tongzhi's unwillingness to help was already expressed very clearly.

Tang Rou looked around and looked around. When she saw Gu Xiu, her eyes suddenly lit up. Gu Xiu felt something was wrong. She was about to turn around indifferently to express her attitude, but it was too late. Tang Rou had already called "Junior Sister Gu" intimately.

"Sister Tang, what advice do you have?" Gu Xiu asked with a smile.

"Junior Sister Gu, look, can you help Senior Wuren's spaceship also arrange the Tianlu Net Array and the Qiankun Reincarnation Array? I have seen that it is very cheap to set up these two formations. Junior Sister Gu, when we have the spare time, let's help fellow monks?"

Tang Rou said earnestly.

Gu Xiu really wanted to cut Tang Rou's brain to see what was inside.

"Sister Tang, since you think it's easy, just set up a set of such a formation yourself."

Gu Xiu said coldly.

Tang Rou said embarrassedly: "I have specialized in art and I am not very proficient in the formation. I would like to ask Junior Sister Gu to lend a helping hand."

"Sister Tang, you see, all the people who set up these two formations rely on those vain practices, and I only have one vain practice, so sorry, I can't agree to Senior Sister Tang's request."

Gu Xiu was a little helpless, and she was too lazy to be silly with her anymore, so she simply said directly.

Tang Rou seemed not surprised when she heard Gu Xiu's words, nor was she disappointed. She looked at the Bailian net and the formation light shield above, and said with great understanding: "Since that's the case, I can't make things difficult for junior sister. However, when I watched the formation set up the formation, at the beginning, the formation light shield was very large. Finally, the range of the formation light shield was reduced according to the number of people on the flying magic weapon. Does this mean that the range that this formation can protect can be adjusted?"

Gu Xiu nodded, "Yes."

At this time, Gu Xiu could probably guess what the senior sister Tang was thinking, and she would be second best in one move.

Tang Rou smiled slightly. Although the smile was a little earnest, Gu Xiu saw a little bit of it in control, and he felt unhappy.

Is her dignified true Lord Yunxiu so easy to be controlled?

It's really ridiculous to the point of being overestimated.

"Since this is the case, it's better to take Senior Ionin and the others over. Their spacecraft will not last long.

Junior Sister Gu, this should be OK?"

Sure enough, Tang Rou's behavior was not beyond Gu Xiu's expectations. Gu Xiu suddenly felt a little playful when she saw her face that I had regressed and you could no longer refuse.

Xu Ruoguang, who had not spoken next to Gu Xiu, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Tang Rou, right?"

Tang Rou was stunned. I don’t know why Xu Ruoguang called him, but he still bowed respectfully to Xu Ruoguang, "Mr. Ruoguang, my junior is Tang Rou."

"I have something to teach you." At this time, Xu Ruoguang said calmly.

Tang Rou was stunned again. She looked at the spaceship of God of Wunin who was floating in the wind, rain, thunder and lightning with some anxiety and apologies. She said anxiously and apologetically: "Uncle Ruoguang, if you have something to do, can you save the people of Senior Wunin and his ship? At that time, I will definitely listen to Mr. Ruoguang's advice and follow the advice of Uncle Ruoguang."
Chapter completed!