Rebirth: first daughter is poisonous

Even if you don't help, you can't go so far.

Well, even if you run so far, you don't need to release the shield. Well, you can barely understand releasing the shield. But what's the matter with the one who is carrying a treasure on his head and hiding behind the rockery?

Isn't it just a fight? As for being scared like this?

The monks were shocked and speechless for a while.

A friar said with a smile: "ha ha, children are children. A fight scares them. Don't you scare them to pee when you see blood later?" They are right. Which of the monks here is not over 100 years old? Of course, except for such demons as Jiang Chenhe, Xie Danya and Shi Zhongqian.

So, in their opinion, shuangqian three people are children. Especially that little face is white and in a hurry. It's so funny.

"Ha ha ha --" the friars laughed and looked back and forth. They were afraid of blood when they saw them. They were not so afraid! It reminds them that they vomited the first time they killed.

Feng Feng's face also looks contemptuous. Originally, there were three more opponents. Unexpectedly, there were three people who were afraid of death. In this way, he has a better chance of winning. When he kills the boy, he will kill the three. Who dares to say that he killed them?

Jiang Chenhe just felt strange. "At least he was a monk who built the foundation successfully."

The friar next to him laughs, "high cultivation doesn't mean strong combat power. Ha ha, I've also met a friar with higher cultivation who competed in the challenge arena. He didn't get hit by others. He was dizzy when he saw his blood."

Jiang Chenhe,

but all of a sudden, there was a howl in the distance, "ah, not in the tree, not in the tree!"

The friars' eyelids twitch. Have they laughed at them like this? At least a little derided?

Not only did not

Then, the scene that made the monks speechless appeared. The hand that jumped down from the tree suddenly appeared a pot cover, and then found a place to go directly under the pot cover.

They were about to laugh when they heard a young voice, "have you hidden it?"

"Quack?"

All the monks looked at the boy, for he who spoke was the boy.

Then there was a loud cry, "hide it All right

The boy is impatient, "slow to death."

Then he looked at the monsoon and hooked his fingers to him. "Hurry up, I want to look for treasure after I've finished."

The eyelids of the monsoon puffed out, and he was so angry that he was going to vomit blood.

At this time, there was a man in the monk: "that Shall we also hide? The boy looks very powerful Calm is a little hairy.

"Yes, whether we want to release a Dharma shield or not, it's all started." At first, they were not afraid of it, but seeing that the boy was so relaxed and had no pressure at all, they thought of him kicking the monsoon away. Can they do it?

So In fact, it's not that they are afraid, it's just that they suddenly feel chilly hair standing up, which makes them feel bad.

The idea was put forward by several monks below the 10th floor of the foundation period. As soon as they finished speaking, those monks above the 12th floor of the foundation period sprayed on their faces, "what kind of body shield should be released? Is it a man who is afraid of fighting like this

"Ha ha, he doesn't look like a man. Why don't he bear a pot cover like that child? If not, just bear the tortoise shell and shrink into the tortoise shell! Ha ha ha... " The friars who built the 12th floor and above mocked.

During the foundation period, the friars below the tenth floor blushed with ridicule and did not dare to mention it any more.

At this time, the monsoon had already rushed to the boy with the Ziyun sword. The boy stood in the same place and did not move.

All friars are stunned, "he should not be scared silly, you see the momentum of the monsoon, like a tiger in general." That's the momentum! I'm afraid they are also shocked by this momentum, aren't they?

Jiang Chenhe looks dignified, but he doesn't need any help at all? The key is not that, the key is that she has a bad feeling

Lou Wuli and Zhu Ming are also looking at the boy anxiously. Just when the monsoon cuts Jiang Chenhe's sword, they rush through with the monsoon between them. But before they reach out, the monsoon flies out backwards. Looking at it, it turns out to be a boy. At that time, the boy's hands and feet are so neat, and I don't know if he is really so relaxed.

If he can't beat the monsoon, they decide to help!

Monsoon saw the boy standing in the same place, the corner of his mouth despised even more, Ziyun sword didn't hesitate to cleave to the boy's head, but just halfway, he saw the boy's little hand stretched out, a black, a white two beads suspended on the boy's little hand, black and white beads rotating and colliding, lightning flashed.

In the eyes of the monks, the Ziyun sword was less than five feet away from the boy. Suddenly, "click -" a thunder and lightning with the thickness of his arm struck the wind.

He just like tiger momentum suddenly disappeared, the whole person stood in the same place, convulsed all over, like epilepsy.Suddenly, the smell of scorched hair came. The monks opened their eyes and saw that the hair of the monsoon was electrified by lightning! It's completely exploded. It looks like a madman running out of nowhere. As for the black clothes on the body, like a rag wrapped in the body, this image is not as good as the beggars on the street.

But the thick thunder and lightning continued. The monsoon held the purple cloud sword like an idiot and was bombarded by thunder and lightning. His whole body was full of lightning flashes.

All this happened in an instant. The monks were stunned and finally reacted. They looked at the boy and saw that his little hands were on his back and his five fingers were moving gently. It was like a fight or a stroll in his yard.

"Damn, no wonder the boy doesn't move!" A friar was so rude. Does this lightning still need to move? A friar on the 12th floor of the foundation period is slaughtered. In fact, a friar on the 12th floor of the foundation period is nothing. The key is that it's the monsoon, the monsoon! How could he be the first master in the foundation period of the Oriental immortal world!

But I was abused by the boy so easily

"Damn, what kind of skill is this so evil that it can trigger thunder and lightning?" At this time, the monks began to study the boy's skills.

Then he saw the heavy lightning falling from the sky directly landed on the two beads suspended in his palm. He was so close to the lightning that there was nothing wrong. All the lightning was absorbed by the beads!

And a black and a white two beads in his palm collision rotation, there are dense small grid shrouded in two beads.

"It's the two beads that are so powerful!" Some friars came to a conclusion.

But some friars shook their heads, "no, they are not two treasures. It seems that they are the magic power condensed by him."

"How can that be possible, with such a spell?"

"Have you seen it?"

"No?"

And a thought flickered in Jiang Chenhe's brain, "the collision of yin and Yang produces thunder and lightning!" This should be the principle of the boy's magic, but how did he release one Yin and one Yang? Isn't this continent just a land of spiritual roots? Is there a spirit root? Yanglinggen? I've never heard of it!

But a friar said with a smile: "ha, it turns out that this boy is using thunder and lightning. No wonder the three dolls are scared away, but where do you need to carry the lid of the pot?"

The rest of the monks laughed.

All of a sudden, the monsoon surged up from the ground and limped towards them. His face was full of fear. It was obvious that it was hard to be struck by thunder. He ran away in fear and couldn't distinguish the direction. Only then did the monks find that the lightning in the sky had disappeared.

It was clear that even though the boy could control the thunder and lightning, he couldn't let the thunder and lightning release all the time. Just when he thought of this, a thick thunder and lightning fell on them. Each monk was struck by the thunder and lightning. Like the monsoon, he began to twitch and his hair burst completely. Fortunately, the boy didn't want to split them. Soon the thunder and lightning disappeared and continued to be nearby Land.

But the landing area is also around them! Because at this time, the monsoon is lame, and they can't run fast, causing them to be affected!

But the monks who were not hit by the attack all flew back, swearing as they flew, "Damn, this boy doesn't care about the audience when he fights! I'm not afraid of hatred! " The posture is that whoever gets in his way, he will chop.

But before they finished their scolding, there was another heavy lightning around them. Although they were not hit by the lightning, they were also affected. Their clothes were burned out and their hair, let alone their hair, was burnt and fried. There was no image to speak of.

Jiang Chenhe's mouth is twitching. Xiaotong and Xiuman are also standing beside her. Fortunately, they have already felt something bad. If they run slower, they will be as tender as those friars!

Looking into the distance, the thunder and lightning came down, and the friars were running around. Originally, the friars could fly, but Zhenyuan couldn't move after being hit. He couldn't run fast. What else could he fly? Only under the thunder and lightning head scurrying.

My heart only prayed that the monsoon would not run towards them!

And the friars below the tenth floor of the foundation period looked at the friars who scurried with them on the twelfth floor of the foundation period and swore, "Damn, you're men. If you have the ability, don't run away!"

The monks in the 12th floor of the foundation period were also suffering. At this time, their intestines were blue. There was a turtle shell in front of me, but I didn't cherish it! At the same time, where would they laugh at shuangqian three? They just think that the three boys are "too prescient!"

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret at this time, but fortunately, after a quarter of an hour, the monsoon is completely lying on the ground and can't stand up.

The monks breathed out a long breath. Finally, they couldn't jump up. They didn't have to suffer any more. The distant monks also flew over and landed near the boy.

Jiang Chenhe was no exception. He saw the boy with his little hand on his back. He walked to the monsoon very smartly and stepped on the face of the monsoon with one foot. "Don't you want to kill me? Get up and kill? "

The poor monsoon was struck by thunder, leaving only a trace of clarity. His eyes were fixed on the boy, but he couldn't get up. He could only let one of the boy's feet step on his face.But the boy didn't like other places, so he liked his face. When the friars looked at it, the corners of his mouth twitched, "tortoise!"