monk family

Chapter 647 Fighting
"The storage bag is still there!"

Fu Shiyi made a move.

The storage bag flew up from Wen Churou's waist and landed in her palm.

An injection of true essence.

Xiaguang flashed.

The talismans and pills used for body protection in the storage bag have all been exhausted, there are only ten high-grade spirit stones, and a copy of the "Booming God Body" exercises, and nothing else.

enough to be visible.

This Wen Churou is usually a ascetic.

"The members of the Wen family didn't even have time to restrain the corpses, and the rest of the monks didn't have time to pick up the storage bags, which is enough to show that the flying bridge is extremely dangerous."

Fu Shiyi was vigilant.

A hand move.

Put Wen Churou into the storage bag.

after all.

They are still in the same camp.

"what"

When Fu Shiyi stepped over the monster's corpse, he accidentally touched it, and Xiao Kong's excitement suddenly came into his mind. Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up, and he threw the monster's corpse into the storage room while Sixth Sister was opening the way ahead. bag.

"Eat, eat, eat"

Hunger and thirst came from Xiaokong.

Fu Shiyi could only appease:

"Xiaokong, my sister has gone to a place where there is no one, I will give it to you again, you can bear it, bear it!"

Here.

Dangerous.

I don't know what is hidden in the thick fog.

How dare she expose the sea of ​​consciousness space easily.

"Bang!"

"Bang dang!!"

Fu 11 and the two had just walked a few steps.

Three more corpses were encountered.

Looking at the clothes on them, it was the Tian family's San Feiyan. The three of them fit together, and their combat power could rival the Golden Core third-tier monks in a short period of time, but now they were chopped into six sections by unknown monsters.

After taking away the storage bags on them.

Fu Shishi lit the fire.

Spark them into ashes and put them in boxes.

Next.

They were almost three steps away, and they could see the corpse.

Either it's a monster.

Either monks.

Among them, six monks from the Tian family, nine monks from the Yang family, and seven monks from the Huang family who entered the secret realm were all buried in the Feitian Bridge.

The Tian family, the Yang family, and the Huang family.

They are all eighth-rank families.

The disciples of the seventh-rank and above aristocratic families only saw one or two corpses on the Feitian Bridge.

The fourth-rank Wang family, the Bai family, and the third-rank Lei family, Zhang family, and Li family only died of a guardian. The children of the clan did not see the body left behind, which is enough to see that the fourth-rank and above families have deep family backgrounds. The secret realm should still bring in a great secret treasure.

"Eleven, wait!"

Halfway through.

All is well.

Take turns to Fu Shiyi to lead the way.

Sixth Sister suddenly called a stop, she silently chanted a mantra, and moved her hands quickly, and then the mist in front of them dissolved, like boiling water, and a mirror with a diameter of two feet condensed out.

Shouts of killing broke through the sky:
"kill!!"

"We will reach the other shore soon!"

"We have no way out!"

"If you don't use your housekeeping skills, everyone will be buried here."

on the screen.

At the other end of the Feitian Bridge, an archway can be vaguely seen.

There seem to be two monsters squatting on both sides of the archway.

They block progress!
"boom!!!"

The screen lasted less than two breaths.

Broken.

Sixth Sister retreated again and again.

She wiped the blood from her mouth:

"Eleven, let's wait!"

The end is not far away.

The sound of brutal fighting could be vaguely heard from the front.

Obviously.

Sixth Sister wanted the group in front to clear the roadblock before setting off.

Fu Shiyi remembered that Lei Suying had thrown herself in front to block the green fire monster, so he stopped.The rushing formation in front lasted for three full hours before stopping.

(End of this chapter)