Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Han Yu was still confused at this time. How could the house collapse due to the earthquake? The most outrageous thing was that there was also a meteorite rain.

When the earthquake came at the beginning, the whole Zhanzhou City exploded. Such violent shaking, not to mention the people fled in panic, even the monks were scared and flew to the sky.

Han Yu naturally used the fire method to go to the sky as soon as possible. Before he stayed for long, he saw a large meteorite rain heading towards the south of the city.

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Isn't that the direction where Wang Xiaoer lives!

Could it be that the earthquake just now was also caused by him!

"This is impossible! How could an ordinary person cause such a disaster."

Xiao Liuli also shouted in disbelief in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This made Han Yu even more curious. He couldn't help but fly quickly towards the south of the city. In fact, not only him, but many monks had already rushed there with a curiosity.

When Han Yu stopped far away in the air, Yan Bing was trying his best to get rid of Wang Xiaoer.

Whenever he tried to use his chaotic true essence to blow Wang Xiaoer away, it was the true essence that sucked him tighter.

"Come and help me get rid of him. I suspect that these movements are mostly aimed at this kid. Hurry up."

Yan Bing saw that he couldn't do it alone, so he hurriedly spoke to Yan Kong.

As a result, Yan Kong just stretched out his hand to touch it, and a suction force instantly sucked his palm.

"You fucking tricked me?"

Yan Kong's face changed. The palm that had just touched Wang Xiaoer was now unable to move, especially the chaotic true essence tied the two tightly like a prison.

Now it was equivalent to three people stuck together.

"These two fools were dragged into someone else's disaster."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Liuli thought thoughtfully for a moment, and seemed to have figured out something, and then explained to Han Yu.

Ordinarily, the disaster of ordinary people should not be so exaggerated. There are earthquakes and meteor showers here, which are clearly aimed at cultivators.

But the person who took the pill was obviously an ordinary person!

According to the guess of the spirit of the weapon, these two idiots must have participated in Wang Xiaoer's suffering, and the natural disaster treated them as a group and settled them together.

At this moment, although it is still Wang Xiaoer's disaster, three people have to overcome it together, and no one can escape.

Seeing that Yan Bing and the others could not break free and escape, it is proof.

"Don't get involved. The addition of two cultivators has already raised the disaster to this level. If you get close, the disaster will escalate in a while."

"You probably don't want to see a big meteorite hit Zhanzhou City!"

Xiao Liuli warned with a rare serious face.

When Wang Xiaoer woke up slowly, he saw that he was in the sky, especially when he was held by people on the left and right, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The meteorite rain above his head fell towards him, and his face turned pale immediately.

Wang Xiaoer's first reaction was that he didn't lie to me, the pill was really effective, and there was really a natural disaster!

Then he realized that the target of the meteor shower was most likely himself.

He couldn't help but feel a little desperate. How could he survive in such a situation!

Why didn't the two monks let him go and run for his life?

He didn't know that the two monks wanted to kill him instead of abandoning him.

"Hold on!"

Yan Bing said to Yan Kong with a sad face.

He was not allowed to run away. If he didn't hold on, he would have to wait for death.

Yan Kong could only cast a spell with a gloomy face and one hand. The cassock on his body was immediately taken off and flew out. It circled in the air and expanded continuously before covering the heads of the two people.

Yan Bing also cast a spell with one hand. The jade belt on his waist flew out like a swimming dragon. After it became bigger in the wind, it became a seven-foot long sword.

Meteorites rained down on the cassock, and the scorching air waves kept hitting the faces of the three people through it. Yan Bing and Yan Kong persisted, but Wang Xiaoer only felt that it was difficult to breathe. The heat wave seemed to have exhausted the air around them. At this moment, even breathing was extremely difficult.

"The cassock can't last too long."

Yan Kong's face was extremely ugly, and he shouted at Yan Bing.

"I know, I'm thinking of a way!"

Yan Bing gritted his teeth and chanted a few spells. The seven-foot-long sword took the initiative to attack the meteorites that had not yet fallen. The sound of gold and stone connecting resounded.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

After cutting down more than ten meteorites in a row, the sword edge of the long sword left several gaps. With such a big impact, this kind of magic weapon is not enough. Yan Bing gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Do you have any good things? Use them quickly."

Yan Kong seemed to really have some, but his face was hesitant. Seeing this, Yan Bing was furious.

"If a person dies, no matter how many things you have, they are useless."

"Fuck."

After thinking it over, Yan Kong cursed with a red face, and his pants suddenly untied themselves, then flew away from his body and flew towards the cassock above.

"Shield!"

With a command, Yan Kong's big pants changed in the wind, and in an instant spread out into a shield and pushed up.

Chao!

This bastard's clothes are all magic weapons!

Even if it was between life and death, Yan Bing couldn't help but complain in his heart, it was too damn cunning, if it was normal, it would probably be a big loss.

With the protection of the pants and the cassock, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Bing thought so, but just as he relaxed his vigilance, a burnt smell mixed with sweat came.

The two of them looked up, horrified. Several places in the cassock were burned by the fire from the previous batch of meteorites.

Yan Bing quickly raised his eyes and looked at Yankong again. At this time, Yankong had only a pair of obscene pants left. When he took them off, they were completely empty.

He immediately yelled, "Don't fucking look at it, it's gone, it's your turn."

You bastard, you only have a belt, and Yankong won't take it off no matter what.

Yan Bing looked at the burning and expanding hole, his face hesitant.

"People are dying, so just keep your treasure for others to use after death!"

Yankong took Yan Bing's original words and said angrily.

Yan Bing remained unmoved, and the cassock began to break through large holes one after another. The shield on top was shaken by the meteorite, and it was almost unrecognizable after a while.

Yanqi was in a hurry. The two magic weapons were about to be scrapped right now, and there would really be nothing to resist them.

"Do you want to take action? If you don't take action, once my two magic weapons are broken, everyone will die."

"Fuck, I'll do it!"

Yan Bing's face was livid, he seemed to have made up his mind and said through gritted teeth.

With a spell, a pink bellyband flew out of his arms.

Yankong was stunned and couldn't help but speak.

"You...you're wearing a fucking bellyband?"

"Shut up!"

Yan Bing's expression turned gloomy after someone discovered his strange habit. If it wasn't a critical moment, he wouldn't even take out this thing to beat him to death.

What he wanted to say was that he wore it because it was a magic weapon, but he was afraid that no one would believe it.

With a curse, the pink bellyband flew into the air and wrapped around the remaining meteorites.

"Xianluo Tent!"

Yan Bing gave an order, and the bellyband changed into a gauze tent, shining with golden light. Meteorites kept hitting it, and the gauze tent was not damaged at all except for sinking continuously.

"Good bellyband."

Yankong sighed in admiration.

"Shut up."

Yan Bing scolded in silence, no matter how good this thing was, he didn't want to be praised, he didn't have the face to do it.

It sounds like sarcasm.

"These evil people have so many crooked ideas!"

Han Yu stood in the distance and was dazzled. Looking at Ou Mingdong and the others, they were either fans, flying swords, or wine gourds, and he was afraid that others would not know that they were magic weapons.

Look at these two guys again, with their cassock pants and pink bellybands, they are afraid that others will know that they are magic weapons.

"In other words, they can withstand this wave, right?"

Han Yu looked at the falling force of the pink bellyband against the meteorite. It was still steady. He should be able to stabilize it and Wang Xiaoer was saved.

"No, it's almost the limit. Look at that fool's face."

Xiao Liuli stood on the bed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, shook her head, and motioned to Han Yudao.

On the other side, Yankong obviously felt that he should be stable, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Only Yan Bing's expression became worse and worse.

"Get ready!"

He suddenly spoke with a pale face.

"Prepare for what?"

Yankong was immediately stunned.

"I can't hold it anymore."

After Yan Bing finished speaking, the pink gauze curtain above suddenly shrank and changed back to the shape of a bellyband...