Chapter 103 Be fierce and suppress it with your backhand

The situation suddenly stunned Wu Xingyun and Fuli Arong, but it was too late to remedy it.

"Be careful!" In the sad shouts of Wu Xingyun, Fuli Arong has resolutely rushed up.

With a bang, the blood witch suddenly shattered, and only a little blood fell into the body of the big man. The green golden elixir was also dim, and was swallowed back into his stomach by the big man, screaming in pain.

Fuli Arong's situation was even worse. Her delicate body flew upside down, her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. She was already unconscious.

Wu Xingyun's body's soul was shocked, and she also received minor injuries. She rose up to catch Fuli Arong. Unexpectedly, a strong force swarmed to her, which made her spit blood and fly back.

At this time, Wu Xingyun suddenly felt that his body was light, and Fuli Arong had been held by a strong magic force and landed safely. He couldn't help looking back and saw that the person who took action was his captive Fang Daoming.

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "Do the two masters need help from the poor?"

Wu Xingyun suddenly thought of the origin of this black-faced Taoist. Previously, he easily broke through his dark moon arrow rain. He couldn't help scolding himself for being confused and said, "Please take action to subdue the monster."

Fang Daoming still smiled: "Then what's good for me?"

Wu Xingyun's eyes were dark, and he was almost angry. He secretly scolded the black-hearted Taoist in his heart, which was comparable to a monster, but he begged: "Wu Xingyun is willing to repay it with all his strength."

Fang Daoming smiled, and with one hand, the earth suddenly trembled, flew sand and stones, and instantly piled up into a earth cage, trapping the fire crocodile and the strange man in it. Then he kept making gestures, leading to a section of Shangyuan's real water sprinkled on the earth cage to curb the fire. It was the Huangtian thick earth's big mouth method.

The strange man and the fire crocodile were furious and broke through the cage, but the fire was much weaker. The strange man only felt black in front of his eyes, and Sun Wuxing had already smashed it with a Ruyi stick. The man was suddenly attacked. How could he be prepared? He was smashed away by a stick, the long whip came out of his hand, and his qi and blood surged.

Sun Wuxing chased after him, waved the shadow of a stick all over the sky, and shouted, "You splashed talent, you attacked us before and ran faster. Today, I have a good fight with my grandson!"

Fang Daoming's body was shocked, and he had reached the top of the fire crocodile and copied the long whip in his hand. Fang Daoming's long whip was in his hand, and the tower of creation walked and rotated, turning into more than a foot in size, hanging above his head and protecting his body. The tower brushed the chaotic spirit and fell on the long whip. Suddenly, he took the spiritual knowledge of the big man on the whip and threw it into the tower.

Although this fire crocodile has not practiced the golden elixir, it occupies the sky. It accidentally got a rare Kunyuan ground fire under the ground and practiced for thousands of years. It has also practiced a lot of fire control skills. In this southern border, which is a hundred miles away, it is also king. Unexpectedly, it suddenly bumped into a monster today. It is not afraid of fire. Suddenly, it is shocked and angry. , roared and roared, opened his mouth, and swallowed the man and the tower with a long red tongue.

Wu Xingyun and others couldn't help but be stunned when they saw it. They also saw that Fushou and Lingmei, who came with him, actually stood by and were indifferent, and they were even more shocked.

Who knew that for a moment, the fire crocodile grinned, stared roundly, crazily staggered with its head, rolled over, and twitched and twisted, as if it were extremely painful. A bright sword light suddenly blew out of the monster's abdomen and cut off the huge monster. In the blood and rain, a figure jumped out, still hanging from the ancient tower. The wind and clouds were light, not Fang Daoming but who it was.

Fang Daoming held an elixir in his hand, and the flame was burning and dazzling. It was this fire crocodile internal elixir that looked at it and threw it into the chaotic scroll. The fire crocodile has no life, and the crocodile's eyes are still round, as if he did not close his eyes. Fang Daoming sacrificed the tower of creation, put his body into the tower, and sank it at the bottom of the Shangyuan River for future creation.

Fang Daoming ignored everyone's surprised eyes, control the water and rain, put out the fire around him, and threw it to Sun Wuxing. The man was not Sun Wuxing's opponent, and he was shocked by Fang Daoming. He suddenly panicked, screamed, and turned into a beast, but he had a long face and four eyes, half squatting and half standing, and a strong and thick cyan monster. The sharp claws were the same as the blue claws that had been repelled by Sun Wuxing and others, but now Smaller.

"Wooden fierce beast ancient wood monster!" Wu Xingyun exclaimed.

Fang Daoming said, "This evil beast actually practiced the golden elixir, but it is not easy. Third brother, you take his golden elixir and keep your body for me."

Fang Daoming said it easily, as if he had been sentenced to death. Sun Wuxing answered and immediately turned out of the beast and turned into a nearly 100-foot tall ape. The wooden stick in his hand was long and thick. With one blow, it was the power of opening the mountain and breaking the river, but his height was much better than the ancient wooden monster.

The ancient wood monster never expected to get into trouble with such monsters. It was so scared that it wailed and kept retreating. The natural pressure from the race made it tremble and almost suffocate.

Sun Wuxing hit a stick, and the mountain forest collapsed. The ancient wood monster suddenly died. Sun Wuxing's sharp claws poked directly into his body, grabbed the golden elixir, and swallowed it into his abdomen, leaving his beast body taken away by Fang Daoming, so he turned back to his body and dressed neatly.

Fushou and Lingmei were also secretly shocked by this action. After all, they are from the three demon clans and are favored by the Wa Emperor. If he cultivates every day, it is easy to suppress them.

Fang Daoming's chaotic ancient scroll and the tower of creation can contain everything, but if he has a sense of resistance, he will be distracted and suppress it. With his current cultivation, the previous five hundred and three-foot golden blacks tend to be saturated, but now the five hundred and three hundred and three golden blacks have been subdued by Li Luan, so he can't have no resistance, so he doesn't have to be distracted. To suppress, only one-third of the mana is needed to support the shelter, so it is more than enough to collect two monster corpses now.

Wu Xingyun's eyes were straight, but his heart was full of stormy waves. It turned out that the four people in this industry were so powerful, but the two of them took action and killed the previously fierce monster alive for a moment. If it were to deal with her and her subordinates, it would be easier. It turned out that everything was just a game.

"Witch girl."

When Wu Xingyun heard Fang Daoming call his name, he woke up and saw that his subordinates and Fuli Arong were drenched in Yuanzhen water, and the injury improved. He was even more surprised and admired.

Seeing Fang Daoming's gentle smile, he was completely different from the life-and-death killing just now. He couldn't help tremble and felt frightened. He immediately bowed and saluted: "The little woman has no eyes and offended the four immortals. Please forgive the four immortals. Please return to the cottage with the little woman. They will definitely be the guests."

On the way, Wu Xingyun saw that Fushou and Lingmei were quite respectful of the Taoist. Sun Wuxing obeyed him and talked to him. Only then did he know that the four immortals came from the Daoming sect in the central continent north of the Ziwei Mountains, and Fang Daoming was the Taoist religious respect, and Sun Wuxing and other three others were the elders of the religion. Although Wu Xingyun has never been to the Central Continent, he is by no means a lonely and ignorant person. He has also heard of the fame of the ten immortal sects, the five sects of the Demon Sect, and the three demon clans in the East China Sea. However, he has never heard of the Taoist sect, but even so, he does not have any condescenance.

The Wu tribe is located more than 200 miles in the southwest, occupying dozens of miles. It is also a large tribe in the southern Xinjiang Wudao. Among them, the mountains and forests are lush, and there are many bamboo buildings. The people live a worry-free life, the management is orderly, and it is quite large-scale.

A group of people returned to the cottage, and the living were secretly happy, but the families of the deceased were sad. Wu Xingyun is actually the leader of the whole cottage, and he is often saluted and respected.

Wu Xingyun settled down and Fuli Arong, who was still in a coma, led Fang Daoming and other four people into the largest bamboo building, and called four young Miao women to serve them. They complained and left for the time being.

Half an hour later, Wu Xingyun came back, followed by five old men, four men and one woman.

"Six immortals, these five are the elders of my Wujiazhai."

Wu Xingyun led five elders, which was a deep salute. Fang Daoming immediately turned sideways and said, "The owner of the village is so generous that he can't be ashamed of it. Please get up quickly."

The main guest sat on both sides, and Wu Xingyun first said, "The four immortals have come here, and the cold village is glorious."

Fang Daoming also said politely, "The owner of Wuzhai is so young that he is the owner of a village. It is also a great honor to meet such a young and talented and poor Tao."

Wu Xingyun Yurong flashed a trace of sadness and returned to nature. "Five years ago, my father was summoned by the great god and his soul returned to heaven. The elders of the clan recommended me to be the village owner. In the past five years, the little woman has been conscientious, like walking on thin ice and dared not slack off at all."

"From the copycat scene, it can be seen that the girl is a great talent."

Wu Xingyun suddenly bowed down: "The little woman has admired the immortal Taoism since she was a child. Previously, she saw the immortals casting spells, and she admired the five bodies to the ground. I don't know if the immortals are willing to point out the little woman?"

Fang Daoming was stunned and didn't expect Wu Xingyun to make such a request, so he couldn't help hesitating for a while. Lingmei smiled and said, "If you want the master to guide the Taoism, you are not yet unsatisfed. Why don't I guide you?"

Fang Daoming turned his mind and said with a smile, "Don't underestimate her. I teach this elder's cultivation is still on the poor road."

Wu Xingyun was shocked and knew that it was impossible for Fang Dao to point out. At that moment, he wanted to worship Lingmei, but he was stopped by the latter.

"I only guide you to Taoism, not to accept you as an apprentice, even if I don't worship you."

Wu Xingyun knew that the other party was a master outside the world, so he was no longer pretentious: "I don't know how many immortals came to southern Xinjiang this time? If there is something useful for a little woman, you must try your best.

Fang Daoming said, "The reason why we came here has been told to the village owner before, and there is no deception at all."

"Oh! I don't know what kind of material the immortal is looking for. The little woman has lived in southern Xinjiang for a long time and may know it.

"I have heard that what the poor road needs is the legendary immortal blood spring."

"Old Blood Spring!" Wu Xingyun exclaimed at the same time as the five elders.

"What? Does the owner of the witch village know one or two? Fang Daoming asked.

Wu Xingyun smiled bitterly: "The immortal has a life-saving kindness to the little woman and dares not hide anything. This old blood spring is widely spread throughout the southern Xinjiang. Almost everyone knows it, but no one has ever really seen it, so it has become a legend, and that's all the little woman knows."

Fang Daoming couldn't help but be disappointed. The oldest elder behind Wu Xingyun suddenly said, "I'm afraid only one person in the whole southern Xinjiang knows the existence of the immortal blood spring."

"Who?"