308 beasts are coming

Since the middle stage of the foundation building, he has confronted a Jindan monk such as the supreme real man, but at that time, the supreme real man held the mentality of playing with cats and mice, and there was the same monk behind him, which made him feel confident. At this time, facing the two top monks of the foundation, he was more nervous than that time.

"Can you not be nervous, damn it? As soon as I look at the eyes of these two people, I know that they are the killers, and Zhao Huan doesn't know what kind of medicine he has given them. Don't do it immediately. In that case, I won't even have a chance to escape."

Naturally, it was Zhao Zijun and the white-faced man who endured not falling to the ground. Their fighting strength was extraordinary, and their magic weapons also had their own advantages. After drilling shuttle and golden horns exploded each other, although they were also seriously injured, they still strongly stopped Wang Fan's further actions.

"Ky, don't think you can take advantage of it." The white-faced man changed his previous beautiful appearance. His face was scorched, his clothes were ragged, and his snow-white teeth showed and said in a hateful voice, "After chasing him for two days, I haven't like you for a long time. This is just the solution to the worries. Brother Zijun, what do you think?"

Although he said it, he didn't dare to act rashly. The power of the ground shuttle and the golden horn explosion was so great that his combat strength was at least 70%, so he had to ask Zhao Zijun after being fierce.

Zhao Zijun also has bitter words, but he knows that this is definitely not the time to show weakness. Once he is seen through by the unharmed boy in front of him, it is estimated that this group of people will eventually leave him and the white-faced man. At that time, even if he returns to Taiyimen safely, there will be no good fruit.

"That's right. Kill him so that you don't get upset."

Hearing what they said, Wang Fan was so nervous that he was so nervous that he turned around and ran away, but he was afraid that they would chase them and eventually die in their hands. When he was in a dilemma, he happened to see two golden-horned beasts with power, rushing to Zhao Wei and others who were moaning, and quickly said, "You two, it's a small matter to kill me. It's your master who is finished. You won't get any benefits on this trip. Oh, the one-horned monster can rush over.

Only then did Zhao Zijun and Baimian Lang notice the situation on the ground, look at each other, shout badly, and then rush down.

Wang Fan sighed for a long time, and secretly said that he could finally escape from the sky and turn around and run to the dense forest with white light in front of him.

But he didn't walk for a long time, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong: "Mom, since the two are the peak monks, they must have very rich experience in killing. In the face of me, a medium-term young monk, they don't solve it. What's more, the two work together. But why do they only see them shouting and don't they do it? This is not what a monk should have. The style, have I been cheated?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt the opposite, and he couldn't help but regret: "Such a good opportunity was wasted. When it came to the Five elements hall, I was busy again. It's really not the original. I wanted to destroy them with the help of the rats, but I didn't expect that the mice were disappointing and only killed three or two. Alas, Zhao Yu's strength is still there. What should I do?"

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little vibration under his feet, and the white leaves also fell down tremblingly, as if trembling with fear.

"What's going on? Is there also an earthquake in the Golden Land? He was so funny that he couldn't help but raise his feet and jump into the air. Of course, in order to prevent Zhao and others from being followed closely, his upward distance was extremely limited, but a little higher than the treetops, but the scene printed in his eyes almost made him fall.

A large group of golden-horned beasts ran all over the mountain. Looking in that direction, it was definitely the place where the explosion just now.

"Brick, these strange cows are not only not afraid of the sound, but also come to the sound. Run away. You can't beat them. It's hard to beat four hands with two fists, and a good tiger can't beat a group of wolves!" Thinking of this, he swallowed his saliva and quickly returned to the ground.

He has thought that flying in the imperial air is absolutely impossible. One is that the combat power in the air is limited. More importantly, this group of monsters can shoot horns, like flying swords, with the potential to kill people and thousands of miles away. He dares not try the pain of "thousands piercing the heart".

"The art of escape depends on my life-saving stunt." When he had a solution, he was no longer panicked. He thought of Zhao Huan and others in his heart and couldn't help grinning: "Mom, I just complained that he was too strong and tried to solve this problem, but now it is a solution. I won't work hard with you."

He stamped his feet with a smile and wanted to get underground as usual.

However, he is still standing on the ground.

"What's going on? Why doesn't the escape technique work?" He was shocked and felt it again, but it was still the same.

"It's over, how is this possible? The earth vein, sink into my heart and feel the earth vein. As long as I feel the earth vein, I can sneak into the ground and avoid this disaster.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't feel the pulse of the earth, like the place where his legs stood, not on the ground at all, but on a soft silver carpet.

"It's impossible. Although the golden land has a strong golden aura, the earth is the earth, which must be pulsating. Is this layer of white moss hindering my feeling?"

He thought of this possibility. With a flash of cold light in his hand, he wanted to break the white moss with the dragon blade, but at this time, the roar was louder, as if it was in his ear: "No, they are too fast. They don't give me a chance at all. Let's escape first." Thinking of this, he put away the dragon blade, turned around and fled, and no longer had time to face the two foundation-building peak monks.

Zhao Xun looked at the death of the golden-horned beast and wanted to cry without tears.

"Sir, don't be sad. We are still fruitful. These two golden horned beasts are dead. The golden horns on their foreheads are the best material for refining flying swords. A little refinement can be the best spiritual weapon. Find the master of our refining pavilion to build it. It may be the best spiritual weapon, prince-"

"Get out of here" Zhao Xun shouted, "Do you have anything else besides the spiritual weapon magic weapon? How many people have died for these two beasts, eight, his grandmother's, eight, our strength has been greatly reduced. Why fight with Zhao Gu to compete for the treasure of the Five elements hall, beasts, what a cruel beast!"

Lao Tian flattered the horse's leg and was kicked fiercely. He was secretly annoyed and had to limping aside.

Zhao Zijun and the white-faced man looked at each other, and their faces were full of sadness, but in the end, they had a wide range of knowledge and did not dare to stay. They ordered them to clean up and took the opportunity to walk, Zhao Lian, who couldn't walk, and then remembered to leave.

At this moment, I saw a person running from afar, jumping up and down very fast. Zhao Zijun narrowed his eyes and his heart was furious: "Good boy, I just let you go, how dare you come back? The white-faced man is ready to take action. He must not let him escape this time.

The white-faced man's face also turned red, and his two fists clenched with resentment.

If it comes to say that the two of them and Wang Fan have no grievances and no enmity, even if Wang Fan did come here for the five elements of treasure, he can't be so angry. But then again, both of them are the proud sons of heaven and have always been unfavorable. This time, they can only bluff to let a mid-base monk escape from under his eyes, and his heart is naturally abnormal. Dissatisfied and ashamed, so as soon as he saw Wang Fan, he gritted his teeth with hatred, which smelled of not killing.

Wang Fan ignored their hostility and shouted as he ran forward, "Run, the strange cow is coming again. If you don't leave, it will become meat mud."

"Do you still want to lie to me?" The white-faced man rushed to the front, and there was an extra iron fan in his hand. Then he opened the fan with a "pop", presenting a bloody scene of ghost-headed people-eating: "Eat my ghost-headed fan first." As soon as the voice fell, the fan rotated and flew out, and the trajectory was extremely strange. It soon appeared a ghost head in the fan in the air.

Wang Fan's speed was not slow, and he still shouted, "What time is it? If you don't leave, I'll go first. It's a waste of my good heart." As he spoke, he soared into the air, just avoiding the ghost in the fan.

The white-faced man didn't hit a hit, and his face couldn't help blushing. Fortunately, the scorching black color on his face was very strong, covering up the embarrasment. However, he still felt that his face was hot. He couldn't help saying angrily, "Good boy, the direction has become fast enough and smart enough. If you are lucky, it's up to me to make the next move."