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Chapter 885

The golden light just flickered around, sometimes disappearing behind the mountain, sometimes jumping out of the front of the mountain. It seemed full of curiosity, wanting to get closer but not daring to get close.

Fading and appearing, the spiritual beast in the golden light revealed its true appearance, a spiritual ape with golden fur and two eyes glowing red.

Zuo Ci lamented: "I see you again, what a sin!"

This is the disaster beast, Farmer, which is as famous as Yanhuo. When encountering Farmer, disasters will continue, and even a great god like Wu Luo will not be immune to disasters.

Wu Luo stared at Geng's father, with a fierce look in his eyes, and turned to pull out Fang Tian's painted halberd, hoping to kill the beast and break the bad luck that had plagued him. However, Wu Sheng still held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly in his hand.

Time cannot be extracted.

Her ferocious look immediately frightened the farmer's father. He jumped far away and fled towards the depths of Fengshan Mountain.

Farmers are hard to find, and some people never see them once in their lives. It is rare for someone as unlucky as Zuo Ci to escape. If he is allowed to escape and be riddled with bad luck, he doesn't know how long it will take for him to come back. Wu Luo was anxious and tried to pump him hard.

Wu Sheng's only belief was to prevent Wu Luo from withdrawing Fang Tian's painted halberd no matter what. He clamped Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly with both hands and never let go.

Wu Luo paused, exerted force, and finally pulled Fang Tian's painted halberd back into his palms. Wu Sheng's palms were bruised with blood by Fang Tian's painted halberd.

Fang Tian took the halberd, Wu Luo turned around and threw it at Geng's father who was about to escape from sight. As the golden light flashed, he was about to hit the back of Geng's father who was also flashing golden light. At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed into the battlefield.

"Wow, Guo is fighting with that beast!"

Wang Hang said: "I can give it a try."

Wang Hang stopped the halberd, smiled and shook his head: "Why is it so?"

Wu Luo's attack failed, and the euphorbia changed its target and stabbed Julouxian with golden light.

A group of little ghosts poured out from the Qimen Dunjia Plate and stood in front of the Wuluo Halberd. They were pierced one by one by the tip of the halberd and stabbed a long string. After a moment of breathing, the two little ghosts stepped forward one after another.

Finally, he picked up Wang Hang and ran away, finally escaping.

Julouxian was frightened and took action with eight more magic talismans. Fang Tian's painted halberd broke through several defenses but was finally blocked.

Wu Luo's staff touched Zuo Ci's forehead.

Seeing his endless tricks, Guo Pu restrained Julouxian again in a blink of an eye. He felt helpless in his heart and murmured: "What kind of magical power is this? What other magical powers are there?"

On a normal day, Wu Luo couldn't hurt Wang Hang even if he tried his best, but at this moment, Fang Tian had already taken action and was hit by Guo Pu's eight arrows, destroying two stand-in birds, and was extremely injured.

Heavy, covered by the eight divine talismans, the golden armor on his body could no longer hold on, and immediately separated, falling off piece by piece.

Wu Sheng hung on the stone mountain and shouted: "Golou Immortal, what are you afraid of? Fight! Why did you come back by yourself? Where are the reinforcements?"

Goulou Xian shouted: "She has also met the farmer. Everyone is memorizing the words. It depends on who memorizes the words better. Don't be afraid of her. Beat her!"

Wang Hang stared to the left. An old man on crutches appeared in his sight. He blinked and stood in front of Guo Pu. The crutch stopped Fang Tian's painted halberd from stabbing Guo Pu at an unknown moment, but it was Wu Luo who got there first.

He tried to kill Guo Pu, but unfortunately he failed.

The person who arrived was Wang Hang, who had gone to move reinforcements before. He just ran into the field headlessly. Eight magical talismans suddenly appeared, a layer of colorful clouds, a clear spring, and a handful of fine soil, all of which covered Wuluo.

As soon as Wu Sheng finished speaking, Wu Luo was annoyed by his disrespectful words. Fang Tian drew his halberd and shot it in front of him in the blink of an eye, intending to nail him to the stone mountain.

Her chest kept rising and falling, and the use of this magical power obviously took a heavy toll on her.

Wang Hang sighed: "If what I predict is good, she will use all her means and she won't be able to fight back, right? Why struggle?"

With his mind in a state of confusion, Fang Tian's painted halberd missed its target and missed Zuo Ci. It circled around and flew back to Wu Luo's palm.

Julou Xian guarded for a moment with all his strength, and he also saw some clues. Although Wu Luo's Fang Tian Hua Ji was still incredibly powerful, but with his own strength, he actually persisted in several moves in front of this famous god.

Confidence gradually gained.

Wang Hang's magic talisman quickly disintegrated like tofu under the impact of the spirit leopard, and was bitten by the spirit leopard.

On his shoulder, the pain penetrated to the bone marrow. He felt weak all over his body, and the real energy in his body drained rapidly. He could no longer continue, and could only let himself be slaughtered.

In a daze, a voice sounded in his ears: "This is the plain girl's spiritual pattern. Zuo Ci's last Taoist move to save his life. He cultivated a spiritual pattern for eighty years. It is extremely powerful. It's a pity that it was used on Julou Xian."

If it were me, it would be very difficult to pick it up."

Just when his fighting spirit was gradually building up and he was about to counterattack, the leopard pattern on Zuo Ci's skin suddenly started to swim, turned into a spiritual leopard, and suddenly pounced on Wu Luo.

Goulou Xian stood blankly on the spot, looking at Wu Luo who had removed his armor and lost his mind for a moment. He swallowed and murmured: "It's so beautiful..."

With all the leopard print gone, Zuo Ci's skin is as white as snow, without any blemishes, and his body is extremely holy in the golden light.

Goulou Xian was shaken by her whole body and his muscles and bones were soft and his limbs were weak. However, he recovered and felt the powerful divine power emanating from Wu Luo. He quickly recalled the eight magic talismans, protected them in front of him, and stepped back step by step.

Zuo Ci stared at Juwu Luo and said word by word: "Old fox!"

Guo was on the verge of crying but couldn't shed any tears: "I fell into the void and bumped into Geng's father. I was so unlucky. Eight times, the barrier always circled back to Fengshan and I couldn't leave. Every time I left, I bumped into Geng's father.

It’s all this beast’s mischief, deliberately playing tricks on Mr. Guo.”

He sighed softly: "What a pity for a good skin."

Wu Luo's eyes widened, and he sprayed out three inches of realistic golden fire. His body was shaken, and he broke through the eight magic talismans covering his body. He walked towards Goulou Xian step by step: "You dare to do this..."

Wu Luo is indeed beautiful without her armor. The leopard pattern surrounds her skin. The curves are smooth and full of strength. She is extremely strong and unparalleled in martial arts.

Wang Hang was carried by two imps and ran back to the Qimen Dunjia Plate, but he did not hide in immediately. Instead, he watched the battle in front of the door and said encouragingly: "Guo Daoyou, she was injured by Wu Daoyou. If you can fight, don't be afraid.

I don’t think she can kill you, nor can she break your magic talisman, no problem..."

Zuo Ci was stunned. He retracted into the living door and stuck out half of his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist Guo. Zuo didn't expect that she still had this trump card. It's all Zuo who has made fellow Taoist suffer."

It's not."

After saying that, he raised his cane and pointed the head towards Wu Luo's forehead. Fang Tian's painted halberd shot out an astonishing light and counterattacked Wang Hang, but only left an afterglow in the sky——

Wu Sheng thought about it for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, let's try it now."

Guo Pu suffered heavy injuries, and his mind was extremely exhausted. The voice was both near and far, erratic. At first, he thought it was an illusion, but when he saw the expressions of Zuo Ci, Wu Sheng, Julouxian and others, he realized that it was not an illusion——

Not only did I hear it, but they all heard it too.

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