In the yellow-haired arm, the resentment is weak and thin, and it will be destroyed in a flash.

If Du Cai hadn't been the Feng Ling root, he would have been at the forefront of many immortal cultivators, whether it was magic or movements. Otherwise, even if he cut off his arms, he would not have noticed it.

Throw it away casually, the bone in the right arm hit the ground, and the yellow-haired body trembled.

His fear was fleeting like resentment, and he wiped his neck and died on the spot.

The girl with long pink hair looked dull and stared at her man's head and separated.

From the beginning, she lost her mind.

Du Cai shook her head. She couldn't use resentment. The dirty and fishy smell on her body was extremely disgusting.

An animal is an animal.

Condensing a wind blade, just about to wave.

A strange sound, low, solemn, weird.

Its sound was too recognizable. Almost in an instant, Du Cai's mind saw countless sails collapsed in the wind.

He raised his right hand, and the wind blade twitched, slashing in the direction where the sound came.

The wind blade drew through the arc and slashed something in the darkness.

Hit the target!

But the low, solemn, weird sound is still approaching.

Suddenly, a "dragon" flew across the wall, its whole body was pitch black, flashing with a thin and hairless wing membrane, and its flying posture was as ugly as its appearance.

Du Cai did not pay attention to its head scales, the strange shape of its skin, and did not care about its red eyes.

What really made him feel bored was the three flesh whiskers on its head covered with dark scales.

He is a man from the fairy world for a long time. He has seen many spiritual beasts and resentful beasts, but he has never found a creature with flesh and beards attached to scales.

This characteristic makes it contaminated with a breath that does not belong to the immortal world or the human world, and belongs to a different logic and evolution.

Du Cai looked at it, and two wind blades blew over again.

This mysterious creature did not hide, and the wind blade passed through its body, as if a breeze had passed through the air.

When attacked, it finally roared, its voice was sharp and unpleasant. It flapped its wings suddenly and was about to use its dark claws.

The old man in the door jumped up and stood behind it early. His right fist flashed with a dark yellow light. At a glance, he knew it was a magical magic of the earth spirit roots.

When the fist was swinging, the air was buzzing, and the force was heavy, and the "dragon" hit the ground and sank four or five meters.

Like Du Cai, he was amazed by the means of "dragon" resisting magic.

Looking into the cave, the "dragon" curled up into a ball, and the bones all over the body seemed to be broken, and there was no longer any vitality.

Bowed:

"I have already..."

The low, solemn, strange sound came from the pit.

The "dragon" soared into the air, but the skinny body had extraordinary speed. The black light flashed with a flash of sharp claws and grabbed the old man guarding the door.

Only the discomfort sound of a knife cutting a stone was heard. The old man staggered forward a few steps, twisted his left hand and pulled out a earth spear. It was brown all over, covered with the turbulent spiritual light.

It's going to be reversed.

"Stop."

Du Cai shouted.

His figure flashed, and the terrifying sound of the hurricane passing through the movements sounded.

The next moment, he appeared in the same place again, with a large piece of gray and black thing in his hand.

It's that "dragon".

Du Cai locked its neck and covered his right hand with excessive spiritual energy to prevent it from hiding other biological means.

The dragon head is vicious, with red eyes, and its wings are still turning up and down. It resists fiercely, and its dark claws are constantly grabbing towards his eyes.

There was one missing scales on its head, and only two left, making its head look like an unformed dragon head.

After pondering for a moment, I suddenly realized that an immortal cultivator had stood in front of me.

She wore a dark coat on the upper body and yoga pants on the lower body. The tight lines were extremely impactful.

Du Cai's eyes were instantly pulled over by her legs.

The old man in the door shouted:

"It's her, she's that powerful and unusual cultivator."

Her face is exquisite, her pair of phoenix eyes are enough to attract people's hearts, but the emotions contained in it are cold enough.

Can't record her appearance?

Du Cai pinched the "dragon" and asked:

"Who are you?"

At the same time, it was confirmed that the corner flag was still in an active state, and while accumulating spiritual energy, he was ready to use his proud magic: Fengqiu.

Although I don't know if this girl is really powerful, it is worth his efforts to do his best by relying on her strange characteristic of being unable to record her appearance.

What's more, she can summon even more weird "dragon" creatures.

The proof is that the "dragon" in her hand struggled even more powerfully after seeing her. This is a reaction that only a beast will have when it meets its owner.

The wind and spring are the magic that Du Cai only learned when he was promoted to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Period.

At that time, he was still in the fairy world and became an elder of the sect.

On a peaceful and peaceful night, the mountain peak was suddenly attacked, the buildings and pavilions were destroyed, and the disciples were killed in almost a quarter of an hour.

Du Cai tried his best to support him, but he still lost.

After working hard for many years, just to seek to cultivate immortality and achieve enlightenment, how can you die here?

So he was trapped, and used magic to cut off the head of the sect, held it in both hands, kneeled on the ground, begging the attacker to store it.

The attacker laughed.

Touching his bald head and rewarding him with a secret of Feng Ling Root, which is the surging spring.

Only after the magic and magic are completed and the realm is promoted to the Dan-Cultivation Stage will all kill the attacker and avenge the previous shame.

Being able to kill people who are also in the Killing Physical Stage has made great contributions to "storm in the wind".

The Feng Ling Root Technique itself is known for its lightness, concealment and lethality.

The magic formed by the surging spring is a romantic flow composed of hundreds of tiny wind needles.

And it is more special, in the silence of the romantic.

As soft as the breeze, as soft as floating fluff, but attacks from eight directions at the same time.

Before the enemy responded, he was pierced by a precise romantic flow like a scalpel and died with his eyes open.

After coming to the human world, because most of them are engaged in small-scale battles, the Fengfaquan Feng is simply tailor-made for this.

Over the years, unless you meet a cultivator who is far higher than yourself, the rest will be directly penetrated by magic when the hostility is revealed.

Du Cai had a good spiritual energy and waved the "dragon" body with his right hand, using it as a cover for its low, solemn and weirdness.

The wind is pouring!

The girl's body is covered.

No matter how good your vision is, you can't see the storm of the Eight-Legged Wind Needle flowing slowly, and it will take her life.

Diao Zhupei raised a finger, moved slowly from top to bottom, and an invisible straight line formed under her slender fingers.

Her coat began to tremble in the wind.

The extremely strong and violent romantic romance rose from near her shoulders, and each skeleton was aimed in one direction.

Dense, continuous collision sounds.

It seemed as if someone was shaking up and down a huge box filled with metal needles.

Three seconds later, the sound suddenly stopped.

Only Du Cai, who looked extremely hard to see, was unable to grasp the right hand of "Dragon".
Chapter completed!