The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 947
Xiao Wu swiped his four paws, no matter how high the wind blows, the sea water just swayed slightly.

Such an almost terrifying sea-fixing power!This is not the first time Jia Jia has seen it. When she first came to the East China Sea, she happened to see Mo Xingjiu attacking the gluttonous beast. It was this move. On the surface of the sea, as calm as flat waves, a strange ball rose from the foot of the giant tortoise. The totem enveloped the entire seaway.

Jia Jia remembered that this move seemed to be inherited from the Xuanwu blood limit of the divine beast, and it was called "Mountainless as a Mountain".

Xiao Wu crawled slowly, the wind was raging, and today the wind was strong, even if the monk was not afraid, the clothes and long hair on his body were still blown high.Jiajia activated the spiritual power of body protection, straightened her clothes, and looked back at Zhu Xingyuan and Qin Zhaohe. The two hadn't activated the spiritual power of body protection, so not only the clothes were blown by the wind, but also black haired. The hair is also boasting a bit "bold and unrestrained", blocking the front, the image is quite a bit unbearable to look directly at.

Jia Jia looked around, there were many others like the two of them, it seemed that the wind was really strong!
The dragon-shaped spiritual lamp on Xiao Wu's back slowly lit up, against the backdrop of the sea, it seemed particularly conspicuous.

The wind and waves on both sides of the seaway are quite high. In the seaway, because of Xiaowu's "immovable as a mountain" ability to hold the sea as if walking on flat ground, the two sides meet, it seems to be a natural altar paved in the sea.

Xiao Wu walked unhappily, and only walked slowly to the center of the sea when the dragon-shaped spiritual lamp was as bright as a star.

"Dragon Soul Comes Back—" With a somewhat simple singing voice, there was a long howl, and the sound of the dragon chant, the desolate and heroic simple howl, Jia Jia suddenly couldn't control it, and burst into tears like rain.

It's really powerful, but it's just the remnant dragon soul, but it has already affected her to this day.

After she settled down, Jia Jia noticed that there was a fist-sized light in the center of the dragon-shaped lamp, which was extraordinarily clear and different from the side.

"That's Dragon Ball?" Jia Jia described it verbally.

"good."

With "him"'s affirmation, Jiajia was determined, and she was already a little fussy.Several seals have been made in the hands hidden in the wide sleeves.

"嗖" and "嗖" two lights and shadows came through the air.

Mo Xingjiu's face changed slightly: "Be on guard—"

Those Donghai monks who stood in the wind stood there in a short time, surrounded by several outstanding juniors in the family, together with Zhu Xingyuan and Qin Zhaohe.

Zhu Xingyuan counted thirteen out-of-body monks.

"Masters, is this a monk's magic circle?" A young man's voice sounded from the side.

Zhu Xingyuan was stunned for a moment, and after getting this reminder, he turned his eyes to the magic circle again, and then nodded, but he was very surprised: this child noticed that the thirteen monks were not standing randomly, even faster than him. Instead, they formed a magic circle to protect them in the middle.

I don't know who researched it, Zhu Xingyuan hurriedly scanned it, and all the monks he saw had five kinds of spiritual roots, and it seemed to be a complex human-shaped magic circle that had been studied long ago.

Many sects of humanoid magic circle have studied it, and Kunlun also has it.In most cases, low-level monks cannot compete with high-level monks, and a huge horizontal gap in cultivation spans in front of the two of them.But there is a way to alleviate or even resist high-level monks to a certain extent.That is the human-shaped magic circle. Through the differences in monks' spiritual roots and practice methods, monks with similar cultivation levels will unite and arrange human-shaped magic circles. Each person resists one aspect, reaching the thirteen out-of-body monks like the one in front of us. To defend against the purpose of a Tibetan monk.

It is obvious that the thirteen out-of-body monks can resist a monk of Tibetan God, in order to protect these people in the middle of them.Even Zhu Xingyuan, who was as cheeky as Zhu Xingyuan, felt a little embarrassed. He looked at the few monks in the center. Qin Zhaohe was in the foundation building stage, and he was only seven years old. It was normal for him to be protected. , there are those in the foundation building stage, all of them are half-aged children, and the oldest one is not over 20 years old. Standing with him, a "senior" out-of-body monk who is several hundred years old, Zhu Xingyuan touched his chin, I just feel like my skin is on fire.However, he also knew that these thirteen out-of-body monks must have cooperated for many years. Their cultivation base, spiritual roots, and exercises all had specific needs.The only thing he can use is his brain, but it seems to be useless now, and he is not very proficient in magic circles and other things, but Lian Jiajia is proficient, but she is a monk in the Tibetan stage and naturally does not need protection.

Thinking this way, Zhu Xingyuan raised his head to look for Jiajia, but he was a little surprised: Where is Lian Jiajia?Where did you go?The place where Lian Jiajia was standing just now was already empty.

"Hahaha, Fang Ren, don't leave when you're here, just make gestures!" Daoist Hua Dao said, raising his foot and sweeping his leg, "Ding ding ding——" the little boy who had turned into spiritual power The spike shattered all over the ground, and it was Fang Ren who came through the air.

"Okay, I haven't made gestures for a long time. You have the title of No. 1 in the Seventeen Islands of the East China Sea. How can one be enough? Three are too many, how about two?" Fang Ren laughed wildly, and glanced at his side You Nianhua smiled maliciously: "I don't know what will happen if you play one-on-two with Huadao? The last one to do this was Xiao Baiye!"

Xiao Baiye has disappeared now, the situation is not good, he does not know whether he is alive or dead.

Daoist Hua Dao's face changed slightly, a roll of ancient books flew out from his sleeve, the ancient books swelled up in all directions, and after a while, they swelled up to the size of a wide cloth, like covering the two people, as if they wanted to cover them in the middle.

"Tsk tsk tsk—" Fang Ren hid a silver needle in his hand and smiled, "Hua Dao, you are insane! Do you want to kill us?"

"Bah! Villain!" Hua Dao rolled his eyes, stretched out his palm and pushed Fang Ren away, Fang Ren would not be polite, and stretched out his hand to meet him.

"Does Master Huadao want to take that Master Fang away?" Qin Zhaohe's voice sounded again, Zhu Xingyuan lowered his head and looked at his small face, his eyes were burning, obviously full of interest, and he looked at him without blinking. war situation.

"Don't get excited, they can kill you with one little finger." Zhu Xingyuan said and patted him on the head.

The boy turned around, his interest undiminished.

Fang Ren was much more difficult than he imagined, not to mention there was a You Nianhua, Hua Dao originally wanted to use one to entangle two, but only two moves, You Nianhua broke free, leaving Fang Ren alone to be entangled Dao Daoist.

You Nianhua, who broke free, slowly fell to the ground, looked at Mo Xingjiu and the others with serious expressions, and put their hands behind their backs: "I am not here to kill people, but to borrow something!"

"What?"

"Dragon Ball!"

Mo Xingjiu twirled the piccolo in his hand, ignoring the thirteen out-of-body monks who protected the younger generation. Now, including him, there are only three who have entered the Tibetan God, and the other two are guest ministers from the Mo family, such as Huadao Generally, one of them is a monk from his Mo family, who ranks eleventh. Both of them are monks who have only advanced to Tibetan God in the past [-] years. In addition to the three Tibetan Gods, there are five out-of-body monks including Mo Xingdao. They have an advantage in numbers, but they are not worth mentioning in front of You Nianhua, who is in the dusty stage.

But even so, if they compromise today, there is still He Yanmian standing in the East China Sea, tightening the hand holding the piccolo, putting the piccolo to his lips, and blowing gently, Mo Xing looked at You Nianhua with murderous eyes: "Don't think about it!"

(End of this chapter)