It happened that at this moment, Xiaojiu turned around and looked at him, and then the green snake on Xiaojiu's back also spitted a message at the white squirrel.?

The little white squirrel was so scared that he rushed to the back of Luo Shanling's head. His two front paws tightly grabbed Luo Shanling's clench, and his hind paws were plucking Luo Shanling's two strands of heads like a branch. He grabbed Luo Shanling and couldn't help but feel pain. He raised his hand and grabbed the little white squirrel from her clench, lifted it in the air, and told the little white squirrel to honestly grab the clothes on her shoulders, otherwise he would wash and stew and eat him later.

The little white squirrel was so scared that hesitated whether to escape, but looking at the fiery red thorn fruit that had approached him at some point, the little white squirrel swallowed, and was honestly plastered on Luo Shanling's shoulder, and he didn't dare to look up at the little turtle with a snake on his back.

In the blink of an eye, the weak reinforcement he brought to the place where he moved to the Thousand Years Hedgehog Tree. It happened to be right next to the fire dragon thorn fruit that was only red at the tip of the thorn fruit. Yes, the thorn fruit originally had a trumpet-shaped thorn fruit, but I don’t know what happened. It looked like a fiery red dragon jumping, making the little white squirrel drool. Next, he couldn’t see or hear anything, and he swallowed the fire dragon-like thorn fruit in one bite by the instinct of an animal. Then, the little white squirrel had no other feeling except for the heart-wrenching pain.

Luo Shanling saw the little white squirrel swallowing the fire dragon thorn fruit covered with thorns in one mouthful. She felt a moment of horror. Madan, isn’t this newborn calf afraid of tigers? Isn’t this little thing afraid of being pricked by the burrs?

But Luo Shanling was only terrified at this moment, because the next second, the nine-headed insect monster that was originally fighting with the big white squirrel and the gorgeous tiger at the foot of the mountain suddenly soared into the sky like a ground sprayer and sprayed over.

When Luo Shanling saw that something was wrong, he lifted up and gently tapped his toes on the place where the little white squirrel bit off the fire dragon thorn fruit. He flipped over the space and fell down the crack cliff, and then threw the little white squirrel who was fainting on her shoulder but still holding her clothes tightly to the big white squirrel that had added several big bloody holes.

The big white squirrel looked at Luo Shanling with gratitude, turned around and ran into the mountains and forests with the little white squirrel.

I don’t know what happened. When the big tiger looked at the direction of the white squirrels of big and big, he grabbed the white squirrels with two front paws, turned around and ran towards the direction of the white squirrels of big and big.

How could Luo Shanling let the gorgeous big tiger go to find the big white squirrel and his son again? So he raised his hand to grab Xiaojiu, who was still watching the fun on his head, "Go to deal with the big big tiger, don't beat him up, don't come back to see me in the future!"

Xiaojiu vomited a letter to Luo Shanling with some pity, "Master, don't abandon me!"

Immediately, I spit out an ice cone on the butt of the colorful tiger. By chance, I was plunging into the back door of the colorful tiger. In the pain, the colorful tiger roared to the sky and rushed towards Xiaojiu.

As a result, Xiao Jiu flipped himself into the air and then let his clone, the green snake held his tortoise shell and flew among the grass. Relying on his small flexibility, Xiao Jiu instantly walked around behind the colorful tiger ground, and then nailed a larger ice cone to the back door of the colorful tiger.

However, the colorful tiger seemed to be prepared and its body tilted slightly. As a result, the large ice cone was firmly tucked into the buttocks of the colorful tiger. In the pain, the colorful tiger turned around and rushed towards the direction where the ice cone was shot.

As a result, he was lost again. Xiaojiu relied on the small flexibility to detour behind the colorful tiger again...

Compared to Xiaojiu's ease, Luo Shanling had to struggle a lot. However, after hitting the nine-headed insect monster head several times, Luo Shanling found that the nine-headed insect monster was soft like water. She poured energy and punched the nine-headed insect monster head as if it was hitting the water. Not only did it not hurt the nine-headed insect monster, but it was shocked by the rebounding force that made her spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

After several times, Luo Shanling learned his lesson after replenishing his spiritual power. He no longer rushes to fight head-on with the Nine-Headed Worm monster, but instead runs back and forth on the crack cliff with the Nine-Headed Worm monster, because she found that the Nine-Headed Worm monster practiced the ground, and with her current cultivation level, she could not run away from the Nine-Headed Worm monster at all, but it would be different on the crack cliff. There were large stones everywhere, either protruding or sunken, and sometimes there were thin and narrow cracks. Therefore, the Nine-Headed Worm monster was either knocked on the protruding big stone or fell into the crevices of the concave rocks, otherwise they would smash the raised stones to pieces. In short, no matter what, the degree has increased and slowed down little by little with time, and it consumed a lot of energy everywhere. After half an hour, Luo Shan was hit and bruised without using his hand.

But the Nine-Headed Worm monster was also a willful and stubborn guy. Even though he was now covered in wounds, his hatred towards Luo Shanling was not only not repelled due to the injury, but instead he had a cold and cruel light from his eighteen eyes. Of course, in addition to the cold light, there was also a hint of anger and anxiety.

Luo Shanling thought to himself that he was anxious, and anxiety means that the guerrilla war between them would be drawn with dots. Moreover, through the observation of this little half an hour, Luo Shanling also found the weakness of the nine-headed insect monster, that is, as long as the eight heads of the nine-headed insect monster always lie on the ground, it is when its power is weakest.

This is like a person needs to absorb the spiritual energy contained in the world to replenish spiritual power, and this nine-headed insect monster needs to absorb the earth energy contained in the soil to replenish its own combat power. However, the soil on the crack cliff is less land after all, so although the nine-headed insect monster is still replenishing continuously, it is far less than the ground he consumes. Therefore, the overall strength of the nine-headed insect monster is declining linearly, while the Luo Shan Ling runs back and forth on the crack cliff and always circulates the spiritual power around her body. In addition, the Luo Shan Ling is supplemented by the earth spirit contained in the best-quality spirit stones, so Luo Shan Ling's current strength has been greatly improved compared to just now.

One's skill is declining sharply, while the other's cultivation is steadily improving in the process of dealing with each other. As long as the strength of the two people is almost the same, Luo Shanling believes that she should be able to kill the Nine-Headed Worm monster.

Another hour passed, and the long-term collision made the nine-headed worm monster realize that it could no longer chase the traitorous damn human, because now it was painful and tired, and the eighteen eyes had now closed fifteen and a half. If he could no longer smell the familiar earthly spirit, he knew that soon the two and a half eyes would close without listening to its orders, and then it would become an animal that could be slaughtered by the traitorous human.

But just when it realized its mistake, a peach wood sword containing the wooden spirit immortal essence slashed straight towards it. The sword was a good sword, but the person who used the sword was a treacherous rookie that it despised extremely. It thought that such a good peach wood fairy sword made such a treacherous rookie unable to even exert one ten thousand of the strength of the immortal sword.
Chapter completed!