Guarding The Dungeon For Eighty Years, Born Invincible

In the water polo, his flame couldn't burn at all, so he couldn't burn the own wooden aura anymore, and the Qi of Gengjin would make the wooden awl penetrate Ning Jiexiu instantly.

This is the combination fight that Guanshi Chu set up for Ning Jiexiu.

However, at this moment, a Wengjin Hammer flew out of the water polo and precisely hit Guanshi Chu on the head.

Manager Chu hurriedly dodged, but he didn't expect a figure to appear behind her at this moment, with his arms hugging her neck forcefully.

"It seems that your technique can't break through my horizontal practice."

Click!

Before the figure could finish speaking, Guanshi Chu's neck was wrenched off by a huge force.

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Even if the whole body is wrapped in branches, it is like armor protecting the body.

But Guanshi Chu couldn't resist the huge force from Ning Jiexiu's arms, and his neck was twisted in an instant.

When the battle situation settled down, Ning Jiexiu immediately looked at Qin Daorong.

These two third rank powerhouses became more and more fierce as they fought. Wu Huanian's fame and reputation can be said to be both offensive and defensive.

You can wrap Wu Huanian's body in it to protect him from threats.

You can also fight against the fierce beasts in Qin Daorong's works without losing the slightest advantage.

Since Ning Jiexiu fought with Chu Guanshi, at least twenty white apes have died under Wu Huanian's hands.

Ink was all over the floor, and black water splashed.

But seeing Qin Daorong's relaxed and free-spirited face, without anxiety, it is obvious that he has not really used his full strength.

He saw all the situation where Ning Jiexiu destroyed the formation.

Up to now, Wu Huanian has no way out, even if he spreads his wings tonight, he won't be able to escape from Chaotian Capital.

At this time, there was a lot of commotion outside, apparently Su Qianqian and the other Demon Volunteers had finally arrived.

"Qin Daorong, you and Fu Mosi spoiled my plan so much, I hate it!!!"

Unable to attack for a long time, the formation was destroyed by Ning Jiexiu with a hammer, and with the arrival of Fu Mowei, Wu Huanian's mentality completely collapsed, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

"I'm only one step away from spending the rest of my life with Wan'er, why are you blocking me!"

The purple light on the body of fame and fame bloomed, and even the posture of the four-clawed purple dragon became handsome.

Seeing this, Qin Daorong immediately took out a piece of rice paper that was as tall as a person from the wooden box, and stretched out his hand to draw on it.

At the same time, he said indifferently: "Marquis Wu Yi has been bewitched by demons too much, and his mind has been broken. It is only natural for Fu Mosi to target demons. Why do you think I hindered you?"

As soon as the words fell, a commoner old man was drawn on the paper.

At the same time, the furious Wu Huanian took control of his body of fame, and the imperial dragon took off, pointing directly at where Qin Daorong was.

The momentum of this strike was astonishing, the ground continued to sag, and gullies of several feet were cracked, and the cracks stretched for hundreds of feet, covering the entire Wuyihou Mansion and the surrounding areas in an instant.

"Bai Lao, I ask for your help again." Qin Daorong saw Wu Huanian's tricks, but remained unmoved, and raised his pen to draw the eyes of the commoner Daoist.

Dotting!

Fumosi, in the depths of the Demon Suppressing Prison.

The commoner old man who was drinking heavily with a wine jar suddenly stopped, scratched his head and said: "Qin Daorong, why did you draw me to help him again? You shouldn't drink with him last time, let this kid I visualized the old-fashioned charm of me, it’s really Damn it, from now on I will draw whenever I see people, wouldn’t it look old-fashioned and I became his gold medal fighter.”

As Qin Daorong shook the paper, the clothed old Taoist walked out of the painting vividly.

In an instant, there was a strong wind, and the sky over the Marquis of Wuyi's mansion was covered with dark clouds.

Just one painting can trigger changes in the weather, and the sky will show different phases.

Ning Jiexiu was secretly startled, this is just a painting, so what kind of strength does this old-fashioned deity really have.

Zilong soared into the sky and fell like a star, with an astonishing momentum.

The commoner raised his hands, and saw that he gestured with the index fingers of both hands to the air, and unexpectedly outlined a series of blue light talismans.

The more talismans floated in the air, the slower the purple dragon's fall became.

When it was only five feet away from the top of Qin Daorong's head, Zilong immediately fell into a complete stillness, unable to move forward an inch.

And around it, it was completely surrounded by those blue light talismans.

This time-stationary picture is extremely visually shocking. With a grasp of the right palm of the commoner, Zilong was thrown back into Gongming's body.

Wu Huanian's Qi and blood surged up on the spot, spouting a big mouthful of blood mist, and he collapsed to the ground immediately.

Don't look at the commoner old man who just made a move, but Wu Huanian has been injured to the point where he can no longer make a move.

After a move was made, the old Taoist figure was unstable, and instantly melted on the spot, turning into ink all over the place.

Seeing this, Qin Daorong shook his head helplessly. Own Realm is still not enough, and the old-fashioned civilians drawn are only enough to barely use one move.

"A commoner, the talisman Tongtian, this is... the second rank of the Immortal Dao, Bai Taicang!"

Wu Huanian looked at the commoner Taoist with a mouth full of blood, his expression full of disbelief: "You are only drawing third rank, how can you copy Bai Taicang!"

"I don't need Marquis Wuyi to bother with this, Qin has his own ability." Qin Daorong painted with a brush.