397 Black Gun Magic Mirror Under

The trend of falling is getting more and more urgent. In the end, Wang Fan only heard the sound of wind in his ears, but a drop of rain. At the beginning, he pointed away from his face, but now he still pointed away from his face and never fell on it.

The magic mirror finally repelled the lightning and thunder, or finally found an opportunity to escape the attack range of the lightning and thunder, and turned around and returned to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was so happy that he finally couldn't die. He hurriedly shouted, "Come on, save me."

But I don't know what's going on with the magic mirror. It still rotates around him in a hurry, as if to confirm whether the guy in front of him is his master, and then sneaks into his Dantian. At this time, he has seen the hills and bushes on the ground and is about to fall.

As soon as the magic mirror entered Dantian, he felt light all over. Although the meridians were as painful as fire, at the moment when the spiritual power could run, he still resisted the output of spiritual power to slow down, but the falling speed was too fast. He still hit the ground fiercely. Fortunately, it did not become a pool of mud.

"Oh, it hurts me so much."

He only felt that there was no pain all over his body. Even the wind blew his hair, which made him tremble.

"You can't stay. Although this is a war zone, the monks are either killed or migrated, but there is such a big noise that someone will definitely come to see the situation. We have to withdraw quickly."

He endured the pain, used the earth escape technique, fled into the ground in place, and then ran all the way to a hidden bush. Then he moaned and came out. But as soon as he came out, he heard someone shouting: "Yang Cheng, where are you, Yang Cheng?" The sound turned out to be a mouse.

"Yang Cheng, this guy is actually calling Yang Cheng? Didn't he know that Yang Cheng had already turned into meat sauce? Thinking about this, he immediately understood that Rat Laibao kept it a secret for himself, but he was in a hurry to find himself, so he had to make a bad idea. Only he and he knew about Yang Cheng's death. It didn't matter if others heard it. If he heard it, he would definitely know it was his.

Listening to the mouse Bao shouting Yang Cheng's name in a hurry, Wang Fan's heart is warm. The world of cultivation is to judge heroes with strength and interests first. There are still people, no, it's a demon. If you care about yourself so much, what else is there to be demanding?

"This boy is quite careful!"

He smiled and pulled the wound with a burst of pain, but he made such a big noise that the exposure must be 100%. Even if some people don't know that he is Wang Fan and his close relationship with the Five elements, they will definitely come here to check the situation. If someone notices the rat's treasure, things will be troublesome, so he I had to use the technique of escape again and run in the direction of the sound.

Rat Laibao was sweating anxiously and scolded with a crying voice: "Mom, look at your high cultivation and let you resist for a while, but I didn't let you work so hard. If I had known this, I still need you. It's over. It must be dead. Mother, speak up for me!"

Wang Fan smiled secretly and quickly shouted in a low voice. When he saw Rat Laibao's face with an excited and doubtful face, he showed a wry smile and said, "Don't ask what's going on. I don't know. The most important thing now is to leave quickly. I feel that someone has rushed nearby, and it will be too late if I don't leave."

"Is anyone there?" Rat Laibao didn't believe it and turned around in a blink of an eye. Although his cultivation was lower than Wang Fan, as a monster, especially the smelling rat family, he was born with smell **. Otherwise, he would not have run so far after Wang Fan got into the ground, so if someone rushed this way, he should be the first to notice it.

"Go quickly, I can still lie to you."

Although Wang Fan was in great pain after being hit by lightning, "Refining God" accidentally got rid of the control of the magic mirror and ran very well. The originally messy gray matter in his mind gradually had his own shadow, initially forming the yuan god, and the divine consciousness was naturally particularly powerful.

In the deep forest, Wang Fan finally showed his true face. He lay on the ground with grin, shouting in pain. The mouse also grinned. He was not in pain, but looked at the miserable and panicked by Wang Fan.

"Xiao Fanzi, you really don't know how awesome you are?" He asked again, "It's like a fairy in the world. A large piece of lightning is ringing. You boy is standing there motionless, with white light all over his body. I'm scared to see it. That's not to mention that. What's wrong with the colorful mirror? The power is so great that I was directly crushed. Dude, I was in the later stage of foundation-building, and I was about to break through the peak. Damn it, half a big demon-like figure was actually crushed by a broken mirror. Who will believe it?

Wang Fan said, this is bullshit. At least the Tao magic mirror didn't make trouble today. It didn't absorb all the surrounding aura and the essence of life, otherwise your boy will have to kill you. However, as his most secret existence, even if it's a mouse, he doesn't plan to make it clear, so he just opens his mouth and moans. But he didn't answer.

When Rat Laibao saw that Wang Fan did not answer, he did not deny it. He smiled and knew that his guess was correct. He couldn't help patting him on the shoulder and smiled, "Xiao Fanzi, I know that you have many secrets, so I won't ask. Who doesn't have many secrets? I won't say anything about the ten daughters of my brother Yeyu."

"Puff" Wang Fan's moaning immediately stopped, and he grinned and roared, "Can this be the same thing? You are the ten mice of Ye Yu, not ten women.

The two talked for a while. Before that, Wang Fan had already eaten a lot of panacea like sugar beans. At this moment, he has recovered more than half. Even if some places need to be checked well, he doesn't have to die as he did just now.

"What should we do now? Do you plan to continue?" When it comes to life and death, Rat Laibao will also be very serious.

"Of course it's easy to escape, but it can't be too cheap for Taiyimen and Confucianism, and I think what they want is very big. If there is no big trouble, they may continue to track down us. Even if we keep changing our identity, there will be a careless day. They just hide in the dark. I don't know when they will jump out. Come and bite us. We can't do this kind of threat. It's not even good to feel safe in the future.

Rat Laibao swallowed his saliva and was a little determined. In fact, he has always been a bold person, but the main reason is that this time it is too fierce. Half of the sky is dyed into five colors. That kind of pressure, but all monks can feel one or two. Not to mention Yinsha Island and Crocodile Island, even the people of Golden Sand Island can see it clearly, but I'm afraid Fear of concession was not what he wanted. Looking at Wang Fan's straight eyes, he gritted his teeth and said with hatred, "Mom, in order to save me worry in the future, I did it. How do you think you want to change it?"