v17 Chapter 1035： Let you see

"No, master, we have found it..."

Holding an ice gun in his hand, Lu Liangfang jumped out with the painful master.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be two little reptiles dying. The king is not even interested in committing suicide. However, the 1,000 small human reptiles who sacrificed their lives for the Father have been rescued, so you two will come back with me to make up for the total. "The bitter consciousness of the master has fallen into a coma, and Liang Fang is already extremely weak, but facing the extremely powerful shadow of magic, Liang Fang does not flinch.

He stood on the top of the broken mountain, holding a cold ice gun in his hand, showing a sad smile. He said to the suffering master behind him: "Master, I'm afraid we really can't escape this time."

A trace of primitive gas surged on the ice gun. Liang Fang tried his best to maximize the vitality of his whole body. He wanted to project another perspective, using tens of millions of ice wings to fight back the magical shadow floating in the air.

"I, Lu Liangfang, are a human monk! This is a demon killer! I would rather dedicate my body to my holy land, you will not give me a living sacrifice!"

"Haha, it's not up to you to decide."

The shadow of the devil laughed loudly and stretched out his claws to Liang Fang.

Liang Fang's spear couldn't reach the devil's claws. At this moment, his physical strength was already low, and he barely stabbed the spear, without even having a chance to show the ice wings.

Haha, a dying mouse can even evoke a cat's sense of accomplishment.

Mo Ying laughed wildly, and the magic claw got closer and closer to Liang Fang.

Liang Fang pulled out the gun and stabbed it out, as if stabbed in the air, without causing any damage to the demon shadow.

However, to Mo Ying's surprise, Liang Fang suddenly showed his gun and shot him in the throat!

Behind him is the bitter master, if this shot is shot, it will definitely pierce the throats of the two.

However, at this time, one hand grabbed the ice gun in Lu Liangfang's hand.

At the same time, a bright light suddenly flashed on the top of the mountain!

Ten thousand rays of light penetrated the void!

The ghost in the void suddenly made a strange cry, and then a sword slashed at it!

"Damn it! This is Wang Yanlin nine days, **** Zifeng, I should think it's yours, **** it!"

Zifeng used this to break the magic flame around the shadow body with a talented vision. At the same time, he chopped it down with the last sword.

The sword tore the shadow in the void to pieces!

The Demon King’s heart is powerful, but his combat power is at most the same as the Demon King in the Demon Race, that is to say, the same as the warrior in the Human Race monk.

Zifeng aroused the holy blood in the body, and then cast a sword to kill. The combat effectiveness has doubled. It is easy to accomplish this. The shadow of the demon king Xiao Zhanfeng was transformed by this ray of divine consciousness.

Putting away the Ziyang sword, Zifeng quickly came to Liang Fang.

"Brother, you really make it easy for me to find."

Liang Fang couldn't believe his eyes. He watched Zifeng silently, and suddenly tears burst into his eyes.

His throat jumped wildly, and he was very excited. "Third brother, I. Master and I are finally waiting for you..."

The two brothers have been apart for a long time, and they hug each other tightly.

Only when we have gone through the test of life and death together can we understand the true meaning of the word brother.

At this time, the two brothers reunited after a long absence and were standing on the top of the mountain surrounded by demon dung, but they were in a good mood.

Lu Liangfang was extremely weak, and Master Ku had fallen into a coma.

Without saying a word, Zifeng took the two of them to the lotus space. Later, he controlled the space of the rosette and flew to the west quickly.

He knew a long time ago that his third brother had a great opportunity, but he never thought that his third brother's opportunity was so amazing.

This is actually a small space for you!

Among human monks, only when they reach the realm of martial arts, they can open up their own small space. And the third brother is just a martial arts realm, and then has his own small space, this is not an ordinary fate.

When the brothers met again, Zifeng and Liang Fang were overjoyed. Naturally, they must catch up.

However, the most urgent task is to rescue the suffering master who has fallen into a coma.

Lu Liangfang told Zifeng that in order to save him, the master was shot in the back by a demon and poisoned to death by magical flames. It is a miracle that he can live till now.

Zifeng touched the pulse of the master and found that the master was already weak. This state of life is about to end.

If the master hadn't made up his mind to go to Li Se'e for the last time, and had a strong desire to support him, maybe he would have died long ago.

After detecting the pulse of the master, Zifeng immediately fell into contemplation.

Now, he has no pills to give to his suffering master. Whether it is Yiqi Wan or Gan Kundi Ji Dan, they are all tiger pills. The effect is too strong. Once taken away by the suffering owner, they will not only fail to achieve the effect, but will also kill the suffering owner whose life is at stake.

Today, Master Ku is in critical condition and extremely toxic. No matter what the method of detoxification is, there must be a miraculous drug that can kill human flesh and bones, or most importantly, spiritual fruit can sustain life.

After careful consideration, Zifeng looked up at the nearby Wisteria Lane.

At first, the green fruits moved to the small space were already the size of a pumpkin. Now, under the dense light wheel of small space, it is a complete circle, like a big lantern, flickering with fluorescence from time to time.

This is a green fruit that has been grown for 1,000 years. It must have the effect of the flesh and blood of the living and the dead.

At present, the most appropriate way is to give life to a painful master whose life is at stake.

Thinking of this, Zifeng didn't say a word, flew closer to Qing Guo, the sword in his hand fell, and quickly picked the Qing Guo.

Starting from the heavy, light, and sweet smell, open the door with a straight face.

The poor dragon was dozing off on the wisteria, and the vibration of the cane immediately disturbed its dream.

"Grandma Xiongdi, who disturbed my old dragon dream! Ah? It turned out to be the master. Master, what are you doing? Why are you picking green fruits? The green fruits are not yet ripe."

The little black dragon approached Zifeng sleepily, and said with regret.

With Bi Luoguo in one hand and the suffering master in the other, Zifeng said to the poor dragon: "Today, we don't care so much. My master's life is at stake. Only by using green fruits can he be saved."

While speaking, Zifeng came to the master.

Xiaohei's dragon flew beside Zifeng, and followed him.