Chapter 132 Fu Xiqin appears

The more the little thing hit, the more excited it became. Finally, it simply stepped on Hong Yu's head and proudly twisted its little ass. At the same time, it looked at all sides and smashed all the monster attacks in the air one by one.

In the distance, Yan Ruyu, who stood there quietly watching the battle, opened her bright red mouth slightly. She was shocked by the performance of the little thing. It was not the ancient inheritance of the little thing, but the incredible reaction ability. As the head of a sect, she naturally knows what such a reaction ability means. How many wars will it take to exercise such a fast reaction ability?

You know, from Situ's summoning of all beasts to launching an attack, there is only one blink of an eye, and after Situ's total madness, it is a continuous rapid summoning.

"What an incredible little mythical beast!" Yan Ruyu sighed gently, and then her eyes turned to the squeaky dead mouse that was watching. After staying for a moment, she finally looked at the long sword in Hong Yu's hand.

"It seems to be the best!" Yan Ruyu raised her delicate jade hand and touched her forehead. The beautiful and suffocating little face rarely appeared a trace of hidden distress.

"Haha, Situ violent, go to hell!"

On the killing field, Hong Yu laughed, and the peerless ancient sword in his hand had already waved out, very direct and straightforward, without any fancy. A dazzling sword broke through the air and cut at Situ.

Feeling the unparalleled murderous spirit of Jian Mang, Situ suddenly was shocked and raised the black super mallet. He only heard a click, and the super mallet was cut into two pieces. Situ's big mouth opened in astonishment, immediately threw away the two mallet in his hand, turned around and fled.

He couldn't defeat Hong Yu's little mythical beast. Hong Yu's own ancient sword made him tremble. It was just a sword that made him smell the breath of death in an instant.

"Go to hell--!"

A shout suddenly sounded, but this shout was not from Hong Yu or Yan Ruyu, who was watching the battle in the distance, but from a third person.

The beautiful voice is like an alien fairy. With this voice, I saw a lotus platform suddenly flying in the air, green, and the petals of the lotus blooming, extremely delicate.

The green lotus platform quickly crossed the air and quickly cut into Situ's thick neck. With the sound of cutting meat, a huge head flew high on the spot. Blood spewed like a pillar, and Situ's headless body was stunned there in a daze. Immediately, it made a loud noise and fell straight forward to the ground.

At this point, Situ, the owner of the Hundred Demon Cave in the Middle Domain, fell!

Sun Meiniang, the patriarch of Wanjian Sect in Nanling, gently kicked her lotus feet and appeared on the lotus platform. In her plain jade hand, she still held a long sword. Her hair was like a cloud, and the blue yarn floated out of the dust.

The sudden change made Hong Yu a little afraid. Unexpectedly, Situ did not die under his peerless ancient sword, but under Gongsun Mei Niang, the patriarch of Wanjian. Looking at the violent headless body of the boss on the ground, Hong Yu shook his head helplessly.

When the little thing and the general protecting the village saw this scene, they both widened their eyes and opened their mouths to "0" in consternation. They couldn't recover for a long time.

"Oh, sister is really a good way!" After glancing at Situ who fell to the ground, Yan Ruyu's beautiful eyes looked at Gongsun Mei Niang and giggled. I really don't know whether she was praising or sarcastic.

Hearing this, Gongsun Mei Niang was not annoyed. Lianzu gently on the lotus platform and couldn't say how elegant it was. She sighed slightly: "Situ Bliz is a scum in the cultivation world, and Mei Niang has long had the intention to kill him."

After saying that, her pair of beautiful eyes looked at Hong Yu again and nodded gently. Between her eyebrows, there was a melancholy temperament. Her correct and plump fresh lips opened gently and slowly said, "Disciples from Juetianmen, your cultivation is only the peak of void, but you have peerless magic soldiers in your hands. We are in cultivation. Anyone can gently slap you to death, but they dare not beat the front of your peerless magic soldier, not to mention that you still have two magical beasts. Now, since you have broken the lock mountain array we formed, you are undoubtedly the last winner of this peerless magic finger.

"Squeak, the mouse said, it's really conscious!" Hearing this, the dead mouse suddenly muttered in a low voice.

"Ge, my sister is right. In fact, when this little brother showed strong confidence in front of Cang Tianxue at that time, I saw that as long as he could get in, this magic finger was his. None of us so-called masters had the strength to fight against the sword in his hand."

Hearing the dialogue between the leaders of these two sects, Hong Yu was stunned, raised his hand, and touched his nose with some embarrassment. At the same time, his heart was also clear. No wonder Yan Ruyu, the best leader, showed special kindness to himself from beginning to end.

Hong Yu did not make a statement about the final ownership of the magic finger, but just stood there and shrugged his shoulders innocently. Frankly speaking, for this magic finger, he did have a bound heart before, because he really needs such a world-class magic finger to improve his combat effectiveness, because he still has to go to the nine-story magic tower to save the little spirit, to the Longteng mainland to make trouble with the Hong family, and to go to the capital of life in the divine world, which is a long way to go.

However, when you see that the little thing also appeared in these 100,000 mountains, you don't have to know that it must have been sent by the god of light. The magic finger was originally the god of light. Now he wants to take it back. What can others do?

After a slight ponder, Hong Yu looked at Gongsun Mei Niang and said, "Gongsun Fairy, what's going on ahead?"

Hearing the words, Gongsun Mei Niang's beautiful little face couldn't help showing a bitter smile: "What else can happen? It's just a few ancestors and leaders fighting there."

"Squeak... It's so lively, wow, the mouse said, isn't that funny?" The dead mouse suddenly looked fanatical and was completely afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Mimi... I don't have hair... A group of stupid idiots... Fighting together... It must be so funny..." The little thing touched his forehead with his furry claws and echoed with a smile, looking extremely yearning.

He rolled his eyes helplessly. Hong Yu was completely speechless. The little thing followed the dead mouse, and learning bad was a matter of the iron plate. Yan Ruyu beside her was giggled and trembling by the appearance of these two little things. Even the elegant Gongsun Mei Niang, who stood on the lotus platform, couldn't help shaking her head gently.

"Let's not delay here. Let's go and have a look. Several top masters of Tianyuan Continent fight together. The scene must be very spectacular." With a faint smile, a trace of enthusiasm slowly appeared on Hong Yu's handsome little face.

Seeing Hong Yu's appearance, Gongsun Mei Niang and Yan Ruyu looked at each other from the air and touched their foreheads with their hands dizzy. In their hearts, the same muttered: "It turns out that these three are all Lords who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic! What's ridiculous is that he was rolling his eyes and pretending for the fanaticism of the red panda just now!"

In front, the ancestors of several families and the heads of sects are fighting there. The cultivation of these people is unfathomable. They are masters in the whole Tianyuan continent, especially the ancestor of the Duanmu family. Yuanshou has survived for countless years, and in the past, he slaughtered the Western Desert Yin and Yang Sect with his own efforts. Although it was created in the war with the Luo family and Ba Shi, the combat effectiveness of the Luo family was absolutely at the peak of the Tianyuan mainland, but the Luo family was usually extremely low-key. In addition, during the war against the Yin and Yang Church in the past, the road of long life of Duanmu was cut off, and the spirit was severely damaged, and its combat effectiveness was inferior to that of that of that year.

Nevertheless, at this time, the combat effectiveness shown by Duanmu Yihuang is still shuddering.

In the chaotic battlefield of several top masters in Tianyuan mainland, the void is trembling, the earth is shaking, and there are big cracks on the ground, and there are fierce killings that are about to tear the sky.

Duanmu, the ancestor of the Duanmu family, exuded the momentum of a top strong man. At this moment, he showed his power, a pair of thin big hands like ghost claws, evolved, and all kinds of skills came out of it.

"Wow...!"

The big palm like ghost claws of Duanmuhuang fanned to the head of the snow knife school. The palm suddenly dispersed and opened, forming two dark holes. The gusts of wind blew out from it, and groaned coldly devoured the soul. It seemed that waves of ghost crying and wolves could be faintly heard, making people seem to fall into hell at once. Same.

Looking at these two palms from afar, Hong Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. For a moment, there was a strange feeling in his heart. He only felt that the two strange palms were really connected to hell. They were two channels to hell.

Duanmu is a wasteland, and it really lives up to its reputation!

With the formation of the black hole in the palms of Duanmu's two palms, the head of the Snowblade faction pioneered the front. The tall body suddenly suffocated, and the long hair on his head and the clothes on his body were blown forward. A moment later, he flew straight to the dark hole in one of the palms of Duanmu.

Seeing this scene, Hong Yu, who was far away, suddenly jumped wildly. This scene was obvious. The dark hole in the two palms of Duanmu Yihuang had an attraction, and this attraction was so great that even the head of the Snow Knife School, Tuo, could not support it and was about to be sucked in.

"Is it... that these two palms are really connected to hell!" In an instant, huge waves surged in Hong Yu's heart. Hong Yu had a deep understanding of such a black hole. In those years, Duan Mujing sent him to reincarnation with the second sword of the three ruthless swords. The horror made him still remember vividly. If it hadn't been for the small tree of life in Dantian, it would have been impossible to escape. .

In today's mixed world war, similar mysterious and terrible black holes have reappeared! Moreover, it appeared in the hands of the two grandfathers and grandchildren.

Looking at the two black holes in Duanmu's palm, Hong Yu frowned. Now, he doubts that the second sword reincarnation made by Duanmu Jing in those years is the ruthless three swords itself, or does it have anything to do with the Duanmu family?

"Squeak... The mouse said, this old immortal of the Duanmu family is really not simple, damn it! The mouse said, which shocked me!" The dead mouse above Hong Yu's head blinked the two bean-like mouse eyes in disbelief and squeaked.

The little thing in Hong Yu's arms was also a fluffy little paw trying to touch his forehead, and said in a milky voice, "Mimi... that's so stupid... old fool... two palms... very... very ominous..."

"Roar...!"

There was a roar in Tuobafeng's mouth, and his tall body suddenly became as thin as a piece of paper, and immediately merged into the snow knife in his hand.

Really one knife man!

"Brush...!"

The huge snow knife, freed from the attraction of the strange black hole, rose to the sky and cut very simply to the big hand of Duanmu...

On the other side, Heng Gongxiang, the ancestor of the Henggong family, held a broken guqin in his arms. On the guqin, there was a gentle white light. At this moment, Heng Gongxiang's ten slender fingers flew quickly on the strings.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

A wonderful song leaked out from his slender fingers, making people feel extremely quiet and peaceful, and almost forgetting that this is a place of life and death.