Chapter 29 Puppet unicorn moves, feather fan scarf sling seal

Luo Xiaofan saw his relaxed appearance and looked timid. He couldn't help but struggle to stand up, greeted him, and introduced the people of Qianyuan Mountain. Everyone was unable to move with fine needles, and the injury was not light. He nodded and nodded.

Luo Dingding took out an astrolabe from his arms, and his hand cursed endlessly. He even sucked out the fine needles that shot the man in black into the human bodies.

Several people quickly thanked each other, but Dingding said that the two factions helped each other, and there was no need to say thank you.

"Amitabha, good and good..."

Three golden lights, and three young monks came in a blink of an eye.

The first monk raised his palm and said, "It's the same way. I'm sorry for the life of the temple, the clouds and the tiger coming late!"

The three monks didn't say much. One person took out two balls and handed them over to six people. Only then did I know that they were experienced disciples of Xuanzhuguan and the buried temple. This time, they actually had the same purpose as their own party...

Luo Xiaofan was very annoyed and thought that his group of six people should not have come early. Isn't it more pleasant for them to come to accept the trick of this man in black first and come out by themselves? Now it seems that Qianyuan Mountain has no means, but his Xuanzhuguan and the buried temple alive are not damaged. Thinking of this, he complains incessantly.

Luo Kuang saw the bitterness on his face and kindly asked, "What's wrong? The elixir of the buried temple doesn't taste good?"

Luo Xiaofan smiled bitterly, glanced at the brothers of Qianyuan Mountain, and took the elixir. Even the marriage woke up quietly and knew the current scene. No one wrote the word "convinced" on his face.

In a blink of an eye, the thunderbolt dissed, and when the dust fell to the ground, the man in black still stood there. However, the dead branches on the top have disappeared.

Human in black: "The younger generation of Xuanzhuguan..."

"Amitabha, as well as the life, raw clouds and tigers of the buried temple." The monk was honest in his life and immediately interfaced.

The three monks turned around and said to the six people in their lives, "You have a fierce battle with this devil. It's really earth-shaking. If you are tired, why don't you take a break and let a few poor monks do the work for you to defeat this demon?"

Luo Kuang said, "Uh-huh, and our husband and wife."

Ding jing knocked him and said, "If you want to talk more, it's my turn~"

"No need." Six people from Qianyuan Mountain stood up together.

Luo Xiaofan looked at Xuanshe with deep gratitude and said, "Black boss, thank you for your hard work..."

Xuanshe also suffered a lot of losses. He looked at everyone suspiciously and knew in his heart that they were helpers. They nodded their heads and stared at the man in black angrily.

Feng repeatedly patted the dust on her body and said, "Please rest a few colleagues. Our disciples of Qianyuan Mountain will not be so bad!"

The monks of the buried temple have always been the most honest. The little monk in his life has seen that they maintain their self-esteem and can't bear to make a fool of themselves in front of Xuanzhuguan, who is also the right path, and his buried temple alive. That's why he thought of this. Thinking of this, he punched him in the chest and spit out a mouthful of blood and said to himself, "Good. The Taoist friends of Qianyuan Mountain really have backbone. In this way, the buried temple will not be said to be picked up ready-made cheap. This... is almost..."

Shengyunshenglong didn't talk much, but also punched each other, beating himself seriously and vomiting blood, which is a proof.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they watched the three little monks beating themselves seriously. Luo Dingding secretly said in his heart that these monks are fine. Why did they hurt themselves? Isn't it stupid...

The little monk who has never met is sorry for his injury and hurts himself to accompany him. There is no need to talk about such friendship!

Luo Xiaofan's eyes turned red with excitement and hugged his life and said, "Good brother! We will share difficulties in the future! I'm Qianyuan Mountain Feng Gouluo Xiaofan!"

Luo Kuang also understood what the monks meant. He raised his hand to beat himself. Luo Dingding stopped him and scolded, "Are you stupid too!"

"But this...this..." Luo Kuang didn't know how to express it for a moment.

Luo Xiaofan couldn't help crying and slipped down his face and said, "The basket doesn't need to be like this. We have received the intention of Buried Temple and Xuanzhuguan alive!"

Without waiting for everyone to talk more, there was no mana support, and the golden armor King Kong dissipated out of thin air!

The marriage said, "My broken ring!"

Everyone knew that the magic weapon could not be lost. Eleven people got up at the same time and turned into eleven streamers. Three people took the magic weapon, and eight people attacked the man in black.

Ten hands danced, and four puppets flew back under the man's robe in black. There was an endless sound, and the spring under the black robe sounded. He had ignored the magic weapon to break the ring, and his whole body sounded like a puppet that was about to fall off. The eight people were afraid that he would shoot a fine needle again, but they did not dare to move for a while.

Xuanzhuguan's uninjured two moved the fastest. Dingding reached out and caught the magic weapon to break the ring and handed it back to the marriage. It was not easy for marriage to return to the magic weapon to break the ring of heaven. He was distressed. He put it back on his hand, and Xuanzhuguan also surrounded the man in black.

"Kling--"

A loud noise.

The black robe is stretched into powder!

A four-legged wooden beast with a height of ten feet and seven feet with two heads and two horns suddenly emerged from under the black robe.

The man in black turned into such a strange thing in a blink of an eye, and 11 people couldn't help but be shocked!

The monk Shengyun of the buried temple was surprised and said, "It's not good! I heard from my master that Zeng Leifan, an elder who has disappeared from the puppet street for many years, has a top-level giant beast wooden unicorn... Is this it?"

The plain and calm little monk can't help trembling when it comes to the top treasure-level wooden unicorn!

The elder level...top treasure...

Mu Qilin spoke and said indifferently, "The monk is insightful..."

Lian Fenglian couldn't help but be shocked to hear him admit it himself. Originally, it was thought that it was just a little demon, and it should not be difficult for them to solve. Unexpectedly, they had been a rebel elder in a puppet street at the level of Tianzun...

How to deal with this...?

Eleven people, without exception, sweated heavily on their foreheads.

Without waiting for everyone to think about it, Mu Qilin opened a big mouth, and the spring sounded, bursting out thousands of cold stars. Eleven people took out their weapons and magic weapons. How dare they neglect them!

I can only hear the sound of ping-pong! The handover of weapons and hidden weapons suddenly shoots countless Mars, like bright fireworks in mid-air.

Just the beginning, Mu Qilin jumped up in the air, rushed into the crowd like a meteor, and fought a pile of eleven people with a huge iron body.

Mu Qilin is indestructible, not to mention that he still wants to hurt it. If he can't hide and be scratched by it, he will be injured by death. Eleven people have never fought against such a level of heavenly respect. They are timid and don't take a few rounds, and their flaws are gradually revealed.

The huge hoof collapsed, and it can't be said that 11 people raised the magic weapon and fought together. They only felt that the great force rushed from the magic weapon and reached the body, and 11 people threw it away one after another. Luo Xiaofan was distressed by the marriage and pulled her on his body. He said that sooner or later, eleven people became rolling gourds and fell into a pile of bitterness. The disciples of Qianyuanshan were injured and in great pain. Looking at the wooden unicorn that seemed to be invincible, they were inevitably desperate.

"Oh! How fierce..."

Hearing the sound, the cloudy sky suddenly cracked a flash of lightning. A white furry giant (** word) fell from the sky and fell to the ground to see it clearly. It was a white tiger ten times bigger than the usual tiger, with a one-horn on its forehead and a low roar in its throat, which made the sky change color! A middle-aged scribe stands firmly on the back of the tiger.

The middle-aged scribe turned around and smiled at the eleven people and said, "Is this the only way to bury the temple alive with Qianyuan Mountain and Xuanzhuguan? Haha, isn't it worse than one generation?"

This person's foreign trade is gentle and elegant, but his words are so rude. He knows that it's not easy to provoke when he sees that appearance. I don't know whether he is an enemy or a friend, and the eleven people dare not say much. Only Luo Xiaofan said angrily, "Who are you... Do you want to care more?"

"Who am I? Haha...who am I?" The scribe suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly said to Mu Qilin, "You are so ashamed, Mu Yanzong, you were forced out by several juniors..."

Mu Qilin snorted angrily, and the black basal inlaid eyes looked up and down at the middle-aged scribe and said, "It's none of your business!"

"It's none of my business? Haha, what does it have to do with me in the world?

"Then why don't you leave?"

"But as you know, there are very few things I want to take care of in the world."

"Do you want to intervene?"

"Today, it's settled." After saying that, he shook the folding fan in his hand elegantly, and five wavings of long beards drifted in the wind, a scene of fairy style and Taoism.

Although his feet were not as huge as the wooden unicorn, he was not afraid at all. His throat roared, opened his huge mouth, and a flame spewed out of his mouth. I don't know what the flame was. Unexpectedly, when it touched the air, even the air burned together. In an instant, it roared the wooden unicorn and wrapped the wooden unicorn tightly in the fireball. !

Mu Qilin was burned by the fire and seemed to be in pain. He suddenly bounced up, breaking the flame into tangible fragments and bursting from his body. Mu Qilin said angrily, "Do you know the end of the opposition to us?"

"I've heard that you have been waiting for a long time, and I will visit you another day. Don't send it!" Mu Qilin trembled, suddenly turned around, retreated without fighting, jumped into the sky, and disappeared as soon as his body dispersed.

The middle-aged scribe silently shook the folding fan.

Feng repeatedly patted the dust on her body and arched her hand, "Thank you for saving me! Don't you know your senior's name?"

When the middle-aged scribes heard the words, he looked up and down several times without answering, and said, "Your master is also very careless. A guy like the Muyan Sect is not provoked by a junior like you. If you can still move, just help each other back..."

Everyone still wanted to say thank you. The middle-aged scribe shook the fan, and the long-horned white tiger jumped up in the wind, turned into white lightning, and went through the clouds.

Who the hell is he?

11 people, look at me, I look at you, no one can say.

"But fortunately, he saved us without malice, otherwise we are afraid..." Luo Kuang said with fear.

"Amitabha, what the predecessor said is not bad. Puppet street masters like Muyanzong can't resist at all. We still go back to the mountain as soon as possible to avoid entanglement."