My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

This question did not last long. As the little fox's ruby-like eyes full of magic came into view, Gu Fenghua and others suddenly realized that it turned out that Obsidian could hide Zeng Ning'an's powerful divine thoughts from the realm of Emperor Saint. , even hiding it from everyone around, thanks to Juju’s help.

It was only then that everyone noticed that the beautiful fox tails behind the little fox had actually changed from three to five. Each fox tail exuded mysterious light patterns, like a rainbow.

It turns out that after sleeping for such a long time, coupled with the power of the ancient ferocious beasts that he absorbed from the roe owl a few days ago, the little fox has finally grown up and its strength has also improved!

Seeing this scene, Gu Fenghua and others were ecstatic.

Thoughts flashed through my mind, but in fact they only happened in an instant! Just when Gu Fenghua and others found the answer, Zeng Ning'an had already flown hundreds of feet into the sky. He was obviously stunned by Obsidian's fist, his neck was crooked, his eyes were confused, and he still hasn't woken up yet.

Finally, the power of that punch gradually ran out, and Zeng Ning'an's figure stagnated and flew downwards.

"Third brother!" Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan finally came to their senses and flew towards Zeng Ning'an at the same time.

It was hundreds of feet high in the sky. Even a strong person in the realm of Emperor Saint would not feel well if he was hit directly without realizing it. If you are unlucky and fall head first, it would be even worse.

"Pa..." Weng Yuanming and the two had just started to move when they heard a thunderbolt in the air. A green vine appeared out of thin air, like a slender steel whip, and struck Zeng Ning'an hard. The needle tip also pierced his body. Green light patterns were like ripples of water, injected into Zeng Ning'an's body, and his already confused eyes became even more hollow.

"Whoosh!" The familiar scream sounded again, and the huge power contained in the green vines was unreservedly poured out on Zeng Ning'an, and he fell straight down at a faster speed.

"Boom!" Weng Yuanming and his two men had just rushed out halfway, and Zeng Ning'an had already fallen to the ground. The loud noise was heard again, but the movement was obviously much smaller than before.

Stabilizing their bodies and looking down, the corners of their mouths twitched heavily. The most worrying thing happened. This time, Zeng Ning'an fell headfirst.

If you were just imagining it, it would be difficult to imagine how powerful it would be to fall from a height of a hundred feet, coupled with the whip that Jianjian whipped out with all his strength, how powerful it would be? But it doesn’t matter, just take a look and you will know. The future third patriarch of the Moyun Sect, from head to abdomen, half of his body was deeply embedded in the soil, with only two legs left outside, kicking and kicking like a frog... kicking!

"Third brother..." After Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan cried out sadly, they threw themselves down, one to the left and the other to the right, grabbing Zeng Ning'an's legs and dragging them out.

"Wait a minute." Gu Fenghua shouted.

Weng Yuanming and Yao Wenshan were only focused on rescuing people and had no time to pay attention to her. They used their strength at the same time and pulled Zeng Ning'an out with a loud shout.

"Crack..." However, when the person came out, a crisp sound of click was also heard at the same time.

Zeng Ning'an was seen breathing heavily, spitting out a mouthful of yellow mud from time to time, but his head was stiff and motionless. His neck was obviously longer than before, and his neck bones were obviously pulled out of joint.