Chapter 153: Insert a foot

not far away, Gu Qingyang and Tong Lao, who saw this scene, looked at each other.

As a monk in the spiritual realm, the intensity of the mind of the two is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. When they saw the strange situation of the silver-winged ghost python, the two released their thoughts at the same time. Even at such a distance, Tong Lao and Gu Qingyang easily sensed the huge spiritual pressure on the four-headed golden-winged ghost python, and their faces immediately changed greatly.

"Gu Taoist friend, it seems that your next situation is not good."

After Tong Lao was slightly surprised, the expression on his face turned into a gloating look. Looking at Gu Qingyang's eyes were mixed with a trace of sympathy, as if he had seen the tragic end of the latter in the face of the old flower monster.

Thank you for your concern, but your concern is a little superfluous. If Gu really loses to the old monster, he will naturally admit defeat at the first time. Gu Qingyang said in a light tone when he heard the words.

When he heard Tong Lao's words, Gu Qingyang couldn't help but feel angry. But after all, Gu Qingyang is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and his control of heart is not comparable to ordinary people, so this anger was quickly suppressed by him and looked indifferent and lazy.

"Conmission? Is the ancient Taoist friend talking nonsense? Do you think Min Taoist friend is more stupid than you? Why didn't he admit defeat in the face of such circumstances? When Mr. Tong heard the words, a faint sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth and seemed to say with deep meaning.

"What do you mean by that?" Gu Qingyang immediately felt inappropriate and asked with great vigilance.

After saying that, Gu Qingyang turned his eyes to the distance, as if he wanted to find something from the middle-aged battle between the old monster and the brocade robe.

What does it mean? Tong's meaning is very simple. In fact, Min Daoyou has already admitted defeat, but now he is still forcibly trapped by the old monster. Tong Lao was silent for a moment before saying something that made Gu Qingyang's face change wildly.

"What! You said that Min Daoyou had already admitted defeat. How could it be that neither of you nor I heard this. Gu Qingyang's heart was like a huge wave, but then he felt something was wrong and couldn't help but reply to Tong Lao with suspicion.

"Think about it, with Min Daoyou's cleverness, he obviously understands that his cultivation can't last long under the cooperation of the old monster and the four-headed golden-winged python. Do you think it's possible for him not to admit defeat? Think about it again, now you have heard the sound of the battle between the two of you. Don't you think there is anything strange about it? Seeing Gu Qingyang's appearance, Tong Lao said coldly again.

"Do you mean that the old man has set up a sound insulation array?" Gu Qingyang immediately thought of the key point, and his face turned cold and said.

Tong Lao stopped talking and looked undeniable, which made Gu Qingyang think that the speculation in his heart was not wrong at all.

In fact, after talking with Tong Lao, Gu Qingyang did guess what the old man did without any mistake. I just don't know whether Tong Lao's move has a peaceful intention. Doesn't he worry that Gu Qingyang will admit defeat, but let him no longer see Gu Qingyang's tragic appearance of being abused by the old flower monster?

While the two were talking, the old monster was sitting not far from the golden cocoon, indifferently commanding the four golden-winged ghost pythons to attack the golden cocoon again and again.

The middle-aged man of the brocade robe seems to have made up his mind to shrink in the golden cocoon and not to appear, and the old monster also seems to have made up his mind to slowly deplete with the middle age of the brocade robe and restore the seriously depleted mana in the gap between commanding the golden-winged ghost python.

The two old guys fought slowly with ghosts. Shen Linfeng, who was not far away, had a feeling of wanting to be drowsy, which was really boring.

After about a quarter of an hour, the old monster sitting in the air suddenly stood up.

Then, the attack of the four golden-winged ghost python suddenly accelerated several times, and the thick corpse and endless resentment were condensed into gray balls one by one and flew out of the mouth of the golden-winged python and bombarded heavily on the golden cocoon.

"Bad!" The middle-aged man in Jinpao was in a hurry, and he didn't expect that the old monster would change his attack methods without warning.

He immediately had only a few mana left in his luck, injecting a trace of magnificent energy into the golden cocoon, constantly maintaining that the golden cocoon would not be broken by the golden-winged ghost python.

Although the imitation of Haoranjing is a middle-aged spiritual treasure, the mana spent to maintain this golden cocoon is also extremely amazing. Since the condensation of this golden cocoon, nearly half of the remaining mana in his body has also been consumed.

Previously, the middle-aged man of the brocade robe also tried twice to escape from the encirclement of the golden-winged ghost python, but failed.

No matter which direction he escapes, the golden-winged ghost python will directly hit the golden cocoon back to its original place regardless of the loss under the command of the old monster. Even if he occasionally broke through the obstruction of the golden-winged ghost python, he was still stopped by the old flower monster who suddenly took action.

A group of pink smoke suddenly appeared and instantly condensed into a huge palm on the golden cocoon.

Seeing this, the four golden-winged ghost python spewed a gray ball at the golden cocoon, and then fled into the distance, as if they were extremely afraid of the huge palm condensed by pink smoke.

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe just hurriedly dispersed the gray fog, and suddenly felt a huge danger suddenly coming.

As soon as his mind poked out, he felt a pink palm the size of three or four feet falling from the sky and grabbing it towards the golden cocoon he was hiding, which was as fast as lightning.

The middle-aged man felt all this, but it was too late to watch the golden cocoon be grasped by the pink smoke. In

The moment the golden cocoon was held by the pink palm, a huge force suddenly appeared on the surface of the golden cocoon, making the golden cocoon make a click sound, as if it could be held to pieces by this palm at any time.

Hua Laoxun easily controlled the pink palm, and the middle-aged man's robe in the golden cocoon was shocked, and the remaining mana was desperately injected into the golden cocoon in an attempt to continue to support it in this way.

"Well, do you think I will continue to spend more time with you?" The old man Hua snorted coldly and said.

As soon as his cold hum came out, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe suddenly felt that his head buzzed and turned into a blank. Unexpectedly, it was the old man who secretly attacked the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, which made him temporarily lose his resistance.

Generally speaking, it is rare for two practitioners with similar cultivation to attack this method.

As long as you have not practiced special skills or have any adventures, the difference between monks of the same level will not be too different. This also means that if you want to attack a monk of the same rank, you must be prepared to be counter-devoured, and this kind of deep soul is not so easy to repair.

The reason why Hua Lao Monster dares to do this is that he feels that his cultivation is slightly higher than that of the middle-aged man of the brocade robe, and the second reason is that the middle-aged man of the brocade robe is in a hurry at this time, and there is not much defense in his mind, and it is unlikely to cause a big counterattack by himself to launch this divine attack.

While being attacked by divine thoughts, blood gushed from the middle-aged man's mouth and nose almost at the same time.

His eyes turned up, and his hands, which were originally sticking to the surface of the golden cocoon and constantly injecting magic into the golden cocoon, also hung down softly.

Seeing this, a trace of joy appeared on his face. He resisted the tingling pain caused by the mythical devouring and quickly controlled the pink palm of his hand.

I only heard a click, and the golden cocoon without the middle-aged control of the brocade robe became fragile. The pink palm instantly shattered and opened, turning into countless golden scriptures again and returning to the imitation of the vast scripture.

"Min Taoist friend, don't blame me for being cruel. If you blame yourself, you shouldn't provoke me." Under the control of the old monster, the pink palm suddenly turned into a huge pink blade and cut down the middle-aged head of the temporarily distracted brocade robe. While the pink blade was cut off, the old monster secretly thought of it.

Jinpao's middle-aged attack by the old monster only lost two or three breathing time, but for the powerful practitioners, these two or three breathing times are enough to do many things.

With these times, the old monster is also confident that the middle-aged Jinpao can be seriously injured in an instant. At that time, it will be much easier for him to take the middle-aged life of the brocade robe.

The pink giant blade is very fast, and the pink giant blade condensed purely with spiritual power looks no different from ordinary spiritual treasures. Even if you look at it with your eyes, this pink giant blade condensed with spiritual power is much more shiny and sharp than ordinary spiritual treasures.

Just when the pink giant blade was only two feet away from the middle-aged head of the brocade robe, the sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded. A silver ancient sword about the size of ten feet suddenly cut out a ten-foot-long virtual shadow from the bottom up, which happened to fly out the pink giant blade and gradually shattered.

Then, a figure stepping on the silver ancient sword came in the blink of an eye and stood in front of the middle-aged man in the brocade robe. Who else could there be Gu Qingyang who had talked to Tong Lao before?

The previous words of Tong Lao woke up the dreamer. When he knew that the old monster was still a killer after the middle-aged Jinpao admitted defeat, Gu Qingyang understood that he must not sit idly by and ignore the things in front of him.

Therefore, when he saw the old monster driving the pink blade to cut down the middle-aged head of the brocade robe, Gu Qingyang did not hesitate to take action and stopped the attack of the old monster with a silver ancient sword.

"Ancient Taoist friend, what do you mean by this? Can't you be the enemy with me?" Seeing Gu Qingyang suddenly stopped in front of the middle-aged man in the brocade robe, the old man's face became extremely ugly. He resisted the impulse to take action immediately and asked Gu Qingyang in a low voice.

Gu Qingyang did not immediately answer his question when he heard the words, but suddenly patted the middle-aged Tianling in the brocade robe and then shouted loudly.

With Gu Qingyang's move, the middle-aged body of the brocade robe trembled, as if he was awakened from his sleep in an instant.

When the middle-aged brocade robe opened his eyes, there was still a deep confusion in his eyes, and it seemed that he had not completely woken up from the attack of divine thoughts.

"Huh, ancient Taoist friend? Why did you appear here?" The middle-aged man in Jinpao gradually woke up and was surprised to see Gu Qingyang standing in front of him and asked with a doubtful face.

"Min Daoyou is really forgetful. If it hadn't been for someone in time, I'm afraid that Min Daoyou would have fallen into the hands of the old monster." Gu Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he thought about it and said.

"What? Do you think Min almost fell into the hands of the old flower monster? The middle-aged Jinpao lost his voice, but the expression on his face was full of doubts. It seemed that he still didn't believe what Gu Qingyang said.

"Min Taoist friend, you were previously attacked by the old flower monster with divine thoughts, and finally you were almost seriously injured by it. Can't you remember all these Taoist friends?" Hearing this, Gu Qingyang immediately explained to him patiently, and then quietly whispered a few words to him.

After listening to Gu Qingyang's words, he began to recall what had happened before.

After a few breaths, the middle-aged expression of the brocade robe became extremely ugly, and the muscles on his face were almost twisted together. He looked up at the old monster, and almost spewed fire in his eyes.

Obviously, the middle age of Jinpao has recalled everything that happened before.

"It was really thanks to ancient Taoist friends who took action in time before, otherwise Min might have fallen into the hands of this sinister and cunning old monster." The middle-aged man of Jinpao bowed deeply to Gu Qingyang and continued to say, "Min has written down what happened today. If there are any instructions from ancient Taoist friends in the future, Min will definitely do his best."

Gu Qingyang nodded and stopped talking, because his goal had been achieved.