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The battle situation in the sky was stalemate, but Yang Zhao was in trouble down below.

How can we bring them down safely?
Now that they are evenly matched, what if she brings down one first and breaks the balance between the two?
And there may also be unknown enemies peeping in the dark.

"You guys continue to recite the "Pure Heart Mantra" and don't stop. I'll go out and see if there is any way to calm them down. Don't worry, I will keep Feng Lingzhu to protect you."

"Here!" The students in the Qi refining period responded softly, turned their heads and immersed their minds in the "Pure Heart Mantra".

Holding the Flood Dragon Spear, Yang Zhao came out of the Phoenix Lingzhu on one side, and flew up directly on tiptoe.

In the sky, Lin Sheng flew up and down with a dharma sword. Although the climate in Luyuan greatly restricted him, but Liu Shou was helping him with his punches, and he had an unreasonable fight with the other six foundation-building monks. Up and down.

And those were the six foundation-building stage monks, although their cultivation was inferior to Lin Sheng's, and because of the influence of their minds, they couldn't cooperate ingeniously, but they were numerous and powerful, and they were able to withstand Lin Sheng's attack very well.

Yang Zhao flew a large circle around their battlefield in the air, but there was still no good solution.

In this case, she couldn't help but think of the Flood Dragon Spear. It is said that when the Flood Dragon Spear was first born in Haishi, it was really tough that a double-digit foundation-building monk could still chase and kill Yang Zhao. In terms of strength, it would definitely crush it. A lot of foundation building period.

However, it had just died, and its bones had been trained into a weapon. Even its soul hadn't been liberated, and was crushed into the weapon.

This caused his mind and soul to be abnormally fragile, and he didn't get time to recuperate, which made Yang Zhao pick up a leak.

She reached out and patted the dragon gun: "I said buddy, do me a favor, how about you go up and sweep all eight of them down?"

These words entered the sea like a stone bull, without causing any waves.

But Yang Zhao didn't believe it didn't hear it, just now the Flood Dragon Spear was still affected by something unknown, and now he pretended that silence was golden.

"Man I know you can hear me, squeak."

"Isn't it good to be a helper? You just have the heart to watch so many green youths die here?"

But no matter what Yang Zhao said, it should play dead or play dead, and carry out non-violent non-cooperation to the end.

"Jiaolong, if you are like this, don't blame me."

It still doesn't respond.

"Hey, you forced me to do this."

Yang Zhao turned around, returned to the wind chime ball, found a place to sit cross-legged, and came to the place of his soul in a blink of an eye.

At this time, in her soul land, the soul of Jiaolongqiang was sitting cross-legged, still chanting words, Yang Zhao listened attentively, and found that he was also reciting the "Meditation Mantra".

Every time she came to the land of souls, the soul of the dragon gun was like a mural, unable to make any movement or reaction.

It's not easy to see him smacking his mouth this time.

Yang Zhao stretched out her hand, and a lightning gun appeared in her hand.

In the place of her own soul, she is her own creator.

"I said buddy, you really want to force me to use it hard, you are quite old, let me beat you here, you will lose face, won't you?"

"And you know, I'm really going to hit you."

Jiaolongqiang stopped the "Curse of Purifying Heart" in his mouth, and opened his eyes indifferently.

"Just those juniors, die as soon as you die, why are you in a hurry."

Yang Zhao was a little surprised by Jiaolongqiang's opening. After all, the two of them hadn't communicated with each other for several months.

It seems that the Flood Dragon Spear was treated miserably today, and now he is a little bit impatient.

"Hey, you are finally willing to talk to me, why are you at a disadvantage?"

Jiaolongqiang raised his head and gave her a sideways glance. His blood-red eyes were chilling, and then he lowered his head and continued to recite the "Pure Heart Mantra".

Yang Zhao walked around it, and found that it didn't give in to the "Pure Heart Mantra", but put all its heart and soul into the mantra.

"I said no, you have such a high level of cultivation and such an old age, is your psychological resistance so weak, or is it that you have killed too much on your body, and after you die?"

Flood Dragon Spear opened his eyes and glared at her fiercely, a trace of black and red aura spread to his face.

"What's so good about you, trapping my soul in yours, my side is in chaos, and you will also suffer, why are you gloating over there?"

This is really big news. So the bond between the two of them is so big?

"So I almost didn't fall into the maze just now, because I was influenced by you? In other words, if it weren't for you, I might have nothing to do?"

Jiaolongqiang recited the incantation in a low voice again, suppressing the black and red blood on his face, and didn't want to talk to her.

Yang Zhao walked over and squatted beside him to comfort him.

"Jiaolong, you can't do it like this now. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. If you don't find out the enemy, will you still want to recite the scriptures for the rest of your life in the place of my soul?"

Flood Dragon Gun opened his blood-red eyes irritably.

"You are all dead, they will naturally stop this thing."

"Do you know what this is? Then do you know how to turn it off?"

"I don't know, don't ask me."

Seeing that the black and red shoe smell was about to spread to the whole face again, Jiaolong Qiang closed his eyes and recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" again

"I know I had a bad attitude just now, so I apologize to you here."

Judging by its tone, this dragon gun knows what it is, and it affects everyone's minds.

Yang Zhao immediately changed his attitude, approached with a smile and had a friendly discussion.

"That thing makes you sober that you can only stay awake by reciting our Taoist mantras. You don't want to retaliate against it. If you know what it is, tell me it, and I'll put out my hand to kill it, so you don't have to worry about it. ?"

"Think about it, even though the lives of those juniors outside are worthless, that thing has also affected your old man. If you tell me about that thing, I can vent my anger on your behalf."

"Don't worry, I will never waste your hands and feet. You just need to talk about it, and I will definitely handle this matter for you."

Seeing that Jiaolong Spear's body was a little moved, Yang Zhao continued to whisper in its ear.

"You said that the enemies in private are also bullying and fearing the hard. If you hadn't had any accidents back then, you would have killed them all with one tail. How can you be so angry here?"

"They bullied you so much, they bullied you, they bullied you, they bullied you, they bullied you..."

"Aren't you the one who bullies me the most?"

Flood Dragon Spear suddenly opened his eyes, and strong hatred almost flowed from the blood-red pupils.

"But now you and I are not a vine, we are our own people, those things have long passed, there is no bullying or bullying."

The smile on Yang Zhao's face became stronger, and there was even a little kindness in the smile.

"They are bullying you now, are, and openly. You don't want to slap them with your tail? You just need to point that thing out to me, and I will definitely help you smash that thing into scum, and you can't fight it." stand up."

"It's impossible for me to let them influence others and bully you so blatantly."

This time, even the heart-clearing spell couldn't lighten Jiaolongqiang's heart, and the black-red blood instantly covered his head and face.

"That thing has been following you, as long as you get out of this Feng Lingzhu, it will come to your back."

For a moment, Yang Zhao felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"No, that thing has been behind me, why didn't I see it? Could it be a ghost?"

This time, Flood Dragon Spear was a little surprised.

"Are you still afraid of ghosts?"

Yang Zhao's expression was a bit ugly: "Why am I not afraid of ghosts? I grew up so much, and the thing I fear most is ghosts. Otherwise, you think I will tolerate you installing murals here?"

"No, I remember that your ancestor is also a ghost, are you also afraid of him?"

Yang Zhao glared at it fiercely, but said nothing.

But she didn't speak, and let Jiaolongqiang understand that Yang Zhao was afraid, and she was even afraid of Shen Ruoyu, the master.

"Don't ask those who have it or not, just say that it is a person, a ghost, or an object? How can I find it?"

"It's easy to find. Don't you have incense? Cover your eyes with the incense, and you can see it at a glance."

Flood Dragon Spear was full of blood and energy, it calmed down again, and recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" in a low voice.

Yang Zhao came out of the land of spirit and soul with an ugly face, turned around and walked out of Feng Lingzhu with the dragon spear.

After walking a few steps, she transported incense to cast a divine body, and suddenly turned her head to look behind her.

Behind the original blank, a gray phantom appeared. This thing has no head and no tail, with a round top and many tentacles floating below, it looks like a big jellyfish.

This thing looks crystal clear, but it's still kind of cute?

Yang Zhao stared at the thing with an ugly face, raised the dragon spear and stabbed it.

But who knew that the thing only flickered slightly, and dodged the blow.

Yang Zhao raised his gun and fired again, the thing jumped up, but still missed.

She opened her eyes, her whole body was filled with spiritual power, and dark red blood energy rose from the dragon gun. Finally, she flew up on the tip of her toes, and single-handedly raised her spear above her head. down.

"Woo~~, bang!"

The sand and stones splashed, and the frozen soil on the ground was smashed into a big hole by Yang Zhao.

But there was nothing on the ground except the pit.She put away the spear vigilantly, looked around, and found that the thing ran behind her again at some point.

Yang Zhao flipped his gun up and down, and chased the strange thing for a while, but the result was the same, she couldn't catch up with it at all.

Even when the blood energy of the Flood Dragon Spear touched this thing, it would be absorbed into its swollen body.

And even if this thing was discovered, even if it was attacked by Yang Zhao, he would not run away or fight back, but quickly dodged the attack, and then quietly followed behind her again.

There are probably only two explanations for this. One is that this thing has no fear. It is not afraid of being discovered by these people from Yunzhou Academy. It is confident that people like Yang Zhao will not be able to hurt it.

Otherwise, this thing doesn't have any intelligence, it just follows her mechanically, like a not-so-intelligent robot.

But no matter what the situation is, it is certain that Yang Zhao's speed is not as good as others.

Yang Zhao put away his spear and launched a fireball attack, but it still didn't work.

This thing seems real, but it ran away before Huo Qiushuo exercised.

Seeing its unparalleled speed, Yang Zhao bit his lip and walked slowly back to Feng Lingzhu.

As a result, he had just approached Feng Lingzhu, and this strange thing stopped not far from Feng Lingzhu.

It seems that this thing is somewhat afraid of the wind chime beads.

If it wasn't for protecting these Foundation Establishment students, Yang Zhao really wanted to use Feng Lingzhu to trap this thing.

Or spread Fang Lingzhu directly into a flat plate and slap it to death with an absolute area.

But Yang Zhao didn't dare to bet that there were no enemies in the dark nearby, so she naturally didn't dare to let these Qi-refining students out of Feng Lingzhu's protective circle.

But no matter how fast this thing is, it can't be faster than Thunderbolt!

Yang Zhao stood in Feng Lingzhu, pinched his hands and began to chant incantations in a low voice.

The main reason is that the formula of Lei Fa is too long, and she is afraid that she will be attacked by villains when she casts spells outside.

"Deputy Marshal of Shenxiao, Zhengyi Zhao Gongming. The golden whip shines on the stars, and the iron rope towns the mountains. The generals follow the left and right, and the black tiger is powerful. I am summoned by the emperor, and I will appear clearly and quickly. I am in a hurry to be the ancestor of the heavenly master. Emperor Gaoming's law, subtle vacuum, god Zhao Gong. Drive away thunder and lightning, escape fire and wind, what gods are not subdued, what ghosts dare to rush..."

Even with Yang Zhao's sharp tongue, this series of incantations still took a long time.

So during this period of time, she didn't even dare to blink her eyes, and stared straight at that thing, fearing that it would change its position for such a long time and let Refa go empty.

I saw that following Yang Zhao's chanting of the mantra, there was a sudden breeze in the originally thin air, and faint dark clouds seemed to form in the dark sky.

That thing was swimming leisurely outside the Feng Lingzhu, but as the dark clouds gathered, it seemed to become irritable.

It turned left and right around the wind bell pig, and even tried to run away several times, but turned back.

Only at this time, Yang Zhao was sure that this thing was an animal with survival instinct, not some kind of magic weapon or talisman.

But it's a pity that it looks like, judging by his performance, this thing is really programmed, and it can't disobey orders by itself.

"I would like to call Marshal Zhao Gongming, the nine-day Youyi envoy, to go to the altar as soon as possible, and command something. Hurry up!"

"Crack!"

As soon as Yang Zhao finished speaking, a bolt of lightning flashed from the faint dark clouds, and the dazzling lightning struck the thing's body swiftly and violently.

Although that thing has an evasive movement, can it be as fast as thunder and lightning?
Obviously not as good as this, this thing is like a phantom cannon shadow. When it is struck by lightning, it turns into a phantom and disappears.

Yang Zhao quickly stepped out of the wind chime ball, and carefully checked the location of the lightning strike.

It was discovered that there was not even a piece of the fleshy body left of the thing just now.

As if it really turned into a bubble.

She was still not at ease, and cast the body from a new incense stick, a pair of eyes with a golden light, scanning everything around her.

Now I order 99, and I will add a chapter when the average order exceeds [-].

I guess it will pass tomorrow.