Chapter 382 Long Mutian

"How could this happen? Has the invisibility invalidated? Or, the efficacy of the invisible charm can only play a role before the monks in the infantile period. After reaching the infantile period, it will not work.

Countless thoughts flashed in Ding Yang's heart, but one thing he knew was that Long Mutian was definitely not cheating on him. In fact, Long Mutian's eyes were as firm as a mountain, as deep as the sea, like a sharp arrow, and had pierced his skin and entered the deepest part of his heart.

Escape!

There was only one idea left in Ding Yang's mind. With a bang, the golden elixir in his body rotated at an indescribable crazy speed. His body also wanted to shoot out the sharp arrow that had been away from the string, and it had gone out several miles in an instant.

"Would you like to run? Are you the person who just forcibly broke into the ruins of Qingdu and injured my disciples of Jutianzong? We thought it was a powerful existence. Unexpectedly, it was just a little guy from the Judan period.

Long Mutian looked at Ding Yang's distant figure, with a trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth, and said lightly to Ding Yang's back:

"But it's true that you're a little guy. I didn't expect you to be so naive now. Do you think you have any chance to escape when a baby monk wants to arrest you?"

Buzz - Long Mutian's body disappeared in place. The momentum did not really disappear, but his speed was so fast that he couldn't see his figure clearly at all, so it was as if he had "disappeared" directly.

"It's not good! Ding Yang is in danger! How come there are so many infant monks all of a sudden? Even if I go back, it won't help!"

In the depths of the cave space, between a colorful clouds, A Xue suddenly turned his head in shock, looked in the direction of Ding Yang, and screamed. He had already felt the strong breath that appeared. The five breaths and each breath made him feel a little shudder.

"Damn! Why has Ding Yang been so unsmooth recently? He entered the secret land of Qingyun. As a result, he met the purple god crocodile in the demon cultivation field and was transported to 100,000 mountains. Now I have found a cave space, and I will be chased and killed by five infant monks. It is simply a bad year. It seems that after avoiding this disaster, I want to use my magic power and change Ding Yang's fortune.

Ah Xue muttered, and without hesitation, he turned his huge body around and galloped towards the cave where Ding Yang was.

After all, it was once the supreme strong man of Dongxu. With the gradual enhancement of strength, the supreme dignity of Ah Xuedong is also gradually recovering and awakening. This kind of dignity in the bloodline does not allow it to be a shrinking turtle when it meets several infant monks, so he must bravely return to Ding Yang and help Ding. Yang can deal with any enemy, even if the enemy's strength is so strong that it can't be competed at all.

Boom-boom-

Ding Yang has been desperate. The golden elixir in his body is flying. In the wild sea of blood, the blood column soared to the sky, and the Tianlong under his feet is shocked step by step. His body is like a gust of wind, galloping towards the passage.

"Haha!"

A sneer behind him suddenly made Ding Yang's heart sink. The infant monk is a baby monk. Even if he exerts all his strength, he can't even reach the power of five elixirs at most, and he can't even reach the power of six elixirs.

And the strength of a baby monk can no longer be measured by the power of Dan. If it is hard to measure the power of Dan, I'm afraid that a monk in the early stage of infant transformation can easily exert the power of Baidan.

"Little guy! No matter what you want to do when you enter the ruins of Qingdu, but if you hurt my disciples of Jutianzong, you must give me an explanation of Jutianzong.

Long Mutian's figure appeared ten feet behind Ding Yang. He grabbed his right hand and banged. A fingerprint the size of a city gate floated in the air and shrouded Ding Yang's back.

Call-

Ding Yang felt that there seemed to be a mountain behind him. Not only was there the pressure of strength, but more importantly, there was a kind of momentum of suppression. The gap between the monks in the Judan period and the infantile period was so big that no matter what external conditions were used, there was no possibility of making up for it.

hou——

Ding Yang roared, and the Zhishui sword stabbed Long Mutian's handprint with all its strength, but it was still five feet away from Long Mutian's handprint. The center of Long Mutian's handprint suddenly emitted a suction and directly sucked the Zhishui sword.

"Ah--"

Ding Yang shouted angrily. He didn't expect that it was just a fingerprint, which was so horrible that he directly took away his water-stopping sword. Although the Zhishui Sword was only a secondary spiritual weapon at the beginning, it was Ding Yang himself who took great efforts to upgrade the Zhishui Sword to a spiritual weapon.

The water sword has been with him for the longest time, and the relationship is also the longest. Seeing that the water sword was directly taken away, Ding Yang's eyes suddenly emitted a powerful light, and his eyes suddenly became extremely firm.

Wo-hoo-hoo-

The dark and simple Haoyang furnace suddenly appeared, and the dark flames surged out, forming a sea of fire in the air and burning towards the fingerprints of Long Mutian.

"Oh!"

Long Mutian let out a surprised cry, as if he felt a strange breath from the body of the Haoyang furnace.

"Although this stove now seems to be a level of medium-quality treasure, I can feel a higher level of breath from it. Is it that this inconspicuous stove is actually a former Taoist?"

When the son of Taoist instrument in his mind, Long Mutian felt that his heart also beat fiercely. Taoist instrument, even if he was a monk in the infant transformation period, did not dare to despise it at all.

As soon as Haoyang's real fire came out, it was really different. Long Mutian's fingerprints came in the void. Although it was not burned by Haoyang's real fire, it was also squeaked by a dark flame, which seemed to be mixed with a cracking sound.

"Haha! Originally, I just wanted to capture you, but I didn't expect that you still have a suspected Taoist weapon. You are just a small Judan period monk. How can you have a Taoist weapon?

Long Mutian did not care that his fingerprints had been torn apart by the real fire of Haoyang, but he just stared at the suspended Haoyang furnace in the void, with surprise, shock, envy and other emotions flashing in his eyes.

"The treasures of the world can only be owned by those who have strength. This former Taoist weapon, the current treasure weapon, will not humiliate its identity only in my hands."

Long Mutian roared, grabbed his big hand, rumbled, and recondensed a huge big handprint that was twice as big as before, and grabbed it towards the empty and rotating Haoyang furnace.

buzzing——

The Haoyang furnace seemed to feel the coming crisis. The furnace body trembled violently and made a harsh beep from the hole in the furnace body. The sound was harsh and shook the world.

"Bold! How dare you resist!"

Long Mutian shouted loudly, and his breath rose to the sky. His fingerprints were not looking back, and he grabbed them directly.