Chapter 228

The two ancestors put on a show for a long time, and then they really fell off the road. There was a primordial friar who went forward and recited the father's will.

"Fengwu and Fengtong, the main peak of Fuyu, arrived. There are 31 people in the golden body hall. Come and see you quickly!"

The friar in the early days of Yuanying said something, looked in the direction of Xiang Yang and Chu Xuan, then pointed behind him and said in a harsh voice, "don't come here quickly! Kneel here! Where are the others in the golden body hall? They are dead. Ten people shake the mountain and hammer me. Tear the chicken with their hands and wait for them."

As he spoke, he suddenly began to talk nonsense. With his mouth open, he jumped out of a pile of messy voices, but he didn't feel it and was still drinking and scolding there.

Feng Wu was sitting there with the old God, enjoying the service of the female nun beside him. Suddenly, he frowned, his eyes flashed, stretched out his hand, grabbed and pinched, and a very faint shadow was directly pulled out of the night and fell in front of him.

"What is this?" Rao Shi, who has lived for thousands of years, has never seen such a thing. He is half a foot long, has a cow head, a fish body and six claws on his belly. His whole body is transparent, with a trace of very light silver. In the depths of his body, there are thin black lines floating.

Although he has been in the ninth turn period, he is also well-informed, but the details of the Fuyu sect are not at the same level as the Wanfa immortal sect. Naturally, there are too many differences in the records of strange things in the sect. The thousand poisonous silver dragon is recognized by green bud, but he is at a loss.

But in any case, it will not be a good thing. In this moment, the friar in the early days of Yuanying was filled with black gas, and his mouth was swollen as if he had hung two pieces of bacon. Until this time, he found something wrong, whined and screamed and jumped up, but after a moment, he was numb and fell to the ground and twitched.

Xiang Yang walked down the Jiuqu bridge, looked down at him, stabbed him with the Ruyi stick in his hand, and then raised his head with a smile: "it's strange. Why did a mad dog suddenly go mad..."

Chu Xuan didn't follow him. In the face of two nine turn monks, Xiang Yang's own safety can be guaranteed, but it's hard to say. He simply let him stay on the bridge and stay away, at least for a reaction time.

According to Huo Bao, among the ancestors of the main peak, the cultivation and combat effectiveness of the two are several grades worse than him alone, but there are some troubles when they work together. However, according to Xiang Yang's view now, this trouble is estimated to be very big.

In any case, the as like as two peas and nine of them, the two men are the same as the drum, but they are always brothers. This kind of opponent often has some joint tactics, but the war is very geometric.

But now they are in longsaliva gorge. Even if they don't use those cards, they can't escape from their palms by relying on the array plates they have laid long ago...

Isn't this an automatic dish?

Feng Wu looked at the miserable situation of the Yuan Ying friar, and then looked at the transparent strange fish imprisoned by him in the air. Finally, he knew how Cangqing had won the move, but even so, what could he do? He doesn't even know what this thing is.

He focused all his attention on Xiang Yang for fear that he might make some more yin moves. Then he brightened his eyes and stared at the humble black iron stick in his hand. For a moment, he was so hot that he couldn't even care about the Yuan Ying disciple who fell to the ground.

If according to what Cang Kuo said, is this the mysterious weapon? It's still in the boy's hand!

More than half an hour has passed since he broke the array. At this time, many monks have gathered from all directions. The two ancestors were present. They dare not be too close. They all stand in the air several miles around longsaliva gorge.

Feng Wu and Feng Tong put all their minds on the black iron stick in Xiang Yang's hand and didn't care at all. The friars around him had found the movement in the distance and hurriedly gathered together to report a few words in Feng Tong's ear.

"How did these bastards come?" Feng Tong looked up and suddenly became angry. Their brothers specially chose to come in the middle of the night, just because they didn't want to make too much noise. But now, the monks around in the distance have at least dozens of numbers, and there are many black spots in the distance.

Feng Wu was a little flustered when he saw it. He quickly sent a message to the men staring at the Fuyu mountain. When he learned that there was no movement there, he relaxed slightly and looked at the monks in the distance. His face was cold.

Now the Xuanqi is right in front of me. It's on the line and I have to send it! Today, I have to take this baby anyway! However, since the mysterious weapon is still in the boy's hands, maybe Sima old ghost may not know the true face of the baby. Don't hurry the boy, otherwise you can't hide it as long as you make moves.

He thought so. When he sprinkled it, a few green lights flashed. Then a burst of blue clouds floated, covering all the circumference. Then he carefully took out a copper lamp and put the strange fish away. He got up and walked towards Xiang Yang, with a kind smile on his face.

"Magic array and sound insulation array plate?" Xiang Yang smiled and let him do it. In fact, he had already felt a move and started the array plate already arranged.

The array plate used by Feng Wu is already his pride, but how can it compare with those ancient array plates written by an old pen?

Not to mention the power, even the effect is far from the earth. As soon as the array was started, it was fine tuned with the sense of spirit. The array set by Feng Wu suddenly turned into air. Although the cloud did not disperse, the sound insulation effect was not at all. Instead of weakening word by word, it spread around. He was in it, but he couldn't hear a word.

For a time, dozens of people in the neighborhood, the two people's dialogue can even hear insects * clearly crystal clear.

"Little guy, give me this treasure. How about I take you as an apprentice? I'm the ancestor of the family. I think you won't refuse such a good thing that goes up to heaven step by step?"

"Father Feng Wu, I'm a disciple of Jinshen Hall who has been assessed and registered. Isn't it polite to switch to the school? Besides, this treasure is obtained by my narrow life. You're the ancestor of our sect and the elder who has won the heaven. Do you want to take the younger generation's treasure?"

"Boy, don't be ignorant of good or bad. Hehe, you are a little guy at the end of the pill. How can he have this treasure? My grandfather is also helping you out! You have to thank me!"

"But you are not afraid of the patriarch..."

"Suzerain? As long as you give me this treasure, what can the suzerain do to me? The old guy has little longevity, and he is not far from death!"

In the crowd, the faces of the disciples of the discipline hall changed. The leader of Sima hall was the descendant of the sect leader. Feng Wu offended the whole discipline hall, not to mention the following words.