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Yang Shuilan frowned slightly, and said via voice transmission: "It was a little far away just now, so I couldn't see very clearly. That beast can survive the ebb and flow of spiritual energy. In addition to its own lifespan, it may have had a fourth-order 500 years ago. It is very possible to devour two third-level witches and restore the fourth-level cultivation in three months."

Zhang Wenfeng paced around for a while, and said via voice transmission: "I asked the guardian of the earth to come, the mine over there is on vacation for two days, and my senior sister has Xiao Ni'er to help me, so I can maintain the cover formation for the time being."

Yang Shuilan gave a thumbs up with a smile.

There will not be such a good opportunity next time. The witch clan lost two third-level witch cultivators. They must be investigated. Chu Qing'er has to tell the truth that the secret of this ancient site cannot be kept.

The earth protector is an earth spirit, more suitable for underground operations than her.

Chapter 543 Help in the snow, looking for weaknesses

After the master sent the flying sword message, Yang Shuilan also checked the area carefully. Her understanding of the witches and beasts was not comparable to that of Chu Qing'er and other juniors. She was sure that the witches and beasts would not appear nearby. prohibition.

"There are at least two ghost witch beasts and the remnant soul of a wizard beast hidden in the ancient site. The ghost witch beast that sneaked up on me on the way is weaker. I should be able to find the real entrance of the ancient site before the earth guardian arrives."

"Ghost witch? Didn't realize that there is ghost energy left here."

Zhang Wenfeng was a little puzzled, he was very sensitive to ghost aura, and he couldn't hide even a trace of it from his perception.

Yang Shuilan explained: "It is made from the body and remnant soul of a high-level witch beast, similar to a puppet, and the witch beast has 'ghost and witch curse lines' drawn on it, suppressing the ghost energy in the body and not being spiritually intelligent. It is to follow orders, to be brave and not afraid of death, and to be difficult to kill."

"What are the weaknesses of ghost witches? For example, eyeballs."

Zhang Wenfeng asked, he had killed Biqiwu beasts before, and he knew how difficult those giant monsters were.

Yang Shuilan shook her head: "Witches are half-ghosts and half-monsters, and their eyes are not the fatal weakness. If I fight with ghosts later, I will find out the 'curse pattern' node on the ghost's body in a short time. , and marked with light blue dots, you rush to attack within three or two breaths, and the curse pattern nodes can be transferred."

"understood."

"The incense and supernatural power accumulated in my body is seriously insufficient. When I encounter a sneak attack by ghosts, witches and beasts, I may change my shape and escape to the side to avoid its sharp edge. Lu Zijin's body has been tempered well, and he is also practicing thunder. Go forward and challenge the ghost beast, Lord, take care of yourself, and be ready to launch a powerful attack when I mark the weakness of the ghost beast."

Yang Shuilan explained carefully that she couldn't collect enough incense, and she used a lot to teach Zhou Zhi last time, so she couldn't fully display her strength.

The donkey glanced at Yang Shuilan, whose appearance had changed, and nodded stiffly.

Zhang Wenfeng said in a voice transmission: "Lu Zijin, don't be a moth, Yang Shuilan and Lezi are inseparable, and Tu Hufa said that the marriage line between them is still intact, so don't meddle in it."

The donkey's eyes lit up immediately, and he said via voice transmission: "Uh... Monastery, please tell me more specifically? Why are the roots broken?"

It and the old cripple drank in the same jar, spat at each other and scolded the relationship of "donkey day".

Yang Shuilan said that at the bank of the Yixi River that day, she watched with the spectator, and had already buried in her heart the idea of ​​venting her anger for the old cripple, but her cultivation base was not strong enough, so she kept waiting.

Zhang Wenfeng briefly told about Yang Shuilan's gift of Lezi's rare body-building ointment and his change of attitude, and the donkey said, "Understood, I understand." It really shouldn't meddle in other people's housework as a foreign donkey.

Yang Shuilan saw that the donkey looked at her differently, she knew what was going on, she didn't bother to say more, but saw the temple master took out a few pieces of dull golden body from the cuff.

"This is the piece of Wei Yan's golden body that I got from the Shuiqiuntan Water Prison back then. Can you see if it can be used?"

Zhang Wenfeng sent the fragments with mana.

Yang Shuilan was not polite, she waved the sleeves of her water jacket and collected all the fragments. To her, it was like sending charcoal in a timely manner. She said with a smile: "The fragments of the former water god's golden body are from the same source, and they are suitable for use. Please wait for me for a while."

The water mist surged up, covering her figure, and there was light blue light flickering.

Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey separated from the left and the right for protection, guarding against sneak attacks by ghosts, witches and beasts underground.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Shuilan walked out of the mist, her complexion unchanged, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's hurry up and find the entrance of the historic site. I can use some special magical powers, so don't worry about consuming too much."

The two walked out of the restraint together and disappeared into the dark crevice.

After a long time, a huge dark head protruded from the stone wall, and a faint old man's voice sounded: "Mrs. Jin, forget it, that bitch is not easy to provoke, let's hide, she is hard to find."

"Where can I hide? She will find the entrance sooner or later to the place with big farts. We can't go anywhere when we are trapped in this ghost place. Why don't we work together to kill that water goddess, take her body, and still have a chance to see the light of day again."

An old woman's voice came faintly from the ground.

The old man seemed to sigh, "Let's talk about it after she finds it. Give the old man some more time. Right now, this ghost witch can advance to the fourth rank. At this stage, there are not many fourth-rank monks outside."

The old woman sneered sharply: "It has attracted the attention of both sides, will they give you time?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you, it's not because of you... Forget it, it's boring."

"You are greedy and want to devour the monks, but you blame the old lady. Ah bah, shameless old woman, if it weren't for you, the old lady would have fallen into the miserable state of being inhuman or ghost? You speak, why don't you say it? Yes, dog, bastard..."

The old woman's angry growl and filial piety sounded vaguely in the air.

More than 500 years ago, Chen Zhima was tossing and turning, and the old man was silent.

The dark head disappeared into the stone wall.

Yang Shuilan searched along large and small cracks for more than an hour. Everywhere she walked, there were traces of water seeping into the ground, up and down, intertwined into an invisible huge giant net. She stood at the end of a crack , There was a moment of silence, the Water Feather Sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the dark ground.

"Goo!"

A huge black shadow slammed down from above, suppressing it like a mountain with incomparable power.

The donkey neighed, and its four hooves jumped up into the air and slammed upwards. The thunder light on its body hovered like a cloud, illuminating a piece of silver in the darkness. It was also clear that the sneak attack from above was a huge black witch toad. There were bumps all over his body, emitting poisonous sap.

Zhang Wenfeng drew his sword and pushed it forward, the sword intent passed through, and the strange spell of tearing the ghost Wuchan shocked, and he heard Yang Shuilan's voice transmission in his ears: "Left, the ground!"

Yang Shuilan landed in front with a sword strike, and the water roared, blasting out a dark and irregular hole that was emitting cold air, but her figure had disappeared in place, hidden in the water mist specially arranged by her.

Zhang Wenfeng twisted his body, jumped into the air and stuck to the stone wall, and dodged a sneak attack from a black light. He sensed the faint ghost aura, and thrust the bronze sword in his hand diagonally downward. The object bounces away.

"It's the ghost witch pangolin. It's not easy to deal with. You should pester it first, and be careful that there is another bichiwu beast hiding in the dark."

Yang Shuilan reminded via sound transmission.

The stones in the air fell like raindrops, the donkey and the three-foot-sized Ghost Wuchan collided and fought together, the sound of "Peng Peng" was endless, the movement was violent, the silver thunder light fiercely entangled Ghost Wuchan, and it was scorching. "The explosion sounded, and the smell was scorched.

"Ghost Wuchan, weak point, belly!"

Following Yang Shuilan's voice, Zhang Wenfeng, who was battling with the pangolin on the ground, flew up into the sky, moved laterally and flashed a cold black light attack, and swung the bronze sword in his hand.

Two sword qi of different colors screamed through the air.

"Puff", chased after Ghost Wuchan who was crashing towards the stone wall, and pierced through a little light blue water stain on its gray-black belly.

Chapter 544

"Guagua", Ghost Witch Toad let out an unpleasant neigh, and hit the wet rock wall obliquely with its head. It was seriously injured and could no longer escape into the rock, and the rock cracked and fell off in large pieces.

"Peng Peng", the donkey saw the opportunity and stepped forward, kicked Gui Wuchan twice with its rear hoof, as fast as lightning.

Accompanied by its sword pill sword energy, the silver thunder light pierced sharply into the pierced wound on Ghost Wuchan's belly.

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly had bright brilliance blooming on his body, cyan and green were extremely dazzling in the dark, and countless gossip talismans flashed. The gossip talisman he wore inside his robe was triggered by an invisible and strange attack, eliminating traces of visible black flames .

"It's Soul Eater Yinhuo! There are old guys playing tricks in the dark."

Yang Shuilan's warning sound came, and a transparent water wave blocked the audience's feet, sweeping the black light attack launched by the pangolin on the ground in another direction.

"Puff puff bang bang", the stone wall collapsed in a large area, and dust was raised.

Zhang Wenfeng had already displayed the supernatural power of the "Intertwining Curse". As he silently recited scriptures, an invisible golden light washed over his body, and the yin fire that was close to his soul talisman, which was fighting against his soul talisman, disappeared completely like a ghost.

Several vines of different colors suddenly sprang up from the ground, and with a few "swish swish", they bound the pangolin that spewed black light into a huge rice dumpling.

The pangolin struggled violently, and the thorn hooks and wire vines that bound it made a "boom boom" sound and cut off.

"I'll turn it over!"

The other few earth-yellow mountain tendon spirit vines and dark green sapphire wisteria were still able to persist. Following Zhang Wenfeng's loud shout, the vines were pulled and loosened, "Peng", the pangolin, which was several feet long, turned over on its back. That guy was wearing armor. , the drop slipped and swirled on the ground, being pulled by the vines controlled by Guanzhu Zhang, it would not be able to turn over for a while.

Yang Shuilan, who was hiding in the air, waved a piece of blue light, covering the belly of the struggling pangolin.

She really didn't expect that the temple master had such supernatural powers besides the sword supernatural power.

This saves a lot of trouble, and she can take care of guarding against sneak attacks at the same time.

The donkey had already completely killed the powerful Ghost Witch Toad with thunder and sword energy. The silver thunder light on his body was brilliant, and he rushed to the temple master's side in a very cool manner.

A little light blue flashes on the side of the pangolin's neck.

"Quick, hit there!"

Yang Shuilan shouted, she didn't make a move, she was waiting for the old guy in the dark to make a move, she had already seen the strength of the temple master and the donkey, much stronger than she expected, whether it was attack or defense.

The vines bound to the pangolin's body kept making piercing and cracking sounds.

"Certainly!"

Zhang Guanzhu yelled loudly, the pangolin that almost turned over was restrained in place by the remaining sapphire wisteria, the sword moved freely, and several strands of sword energy swarmed and pierced the thick shell of the pangolin's neck, "Puff", the sword energy pierced through the light blue spot Water position.

"Boom boom boom", the pangolin broke all the restraints and turned over.

The donkey's thunder and sword energy pierced in after him, and several strands of sword energy stabbed at the edge, flying away one after another.

"What a tough guy!"

The donkey barked strangely, beating the dog in the water and so on. It liked it the most.

Countless thunder lights entangled the pangolin's neck wound into a flowing bow. After a few breaths, the thunder light sword energy wiped out the pangolin's soul, leaving only a huge body with a stench and ghostly aura.

"Fellow Water God, we may have known each other 500 years ago, so we have to forgive others and forgive others, why don't we just stop here, the old man compensates a few treasures, how about you quit?"

A faint old voice came from the ground.

The entrance to the historic site was discovered, and the ghost witches sent to attack and block it were easily killed by them.

The means of finding the entrance and the spells used by the water god to detect the nodes of the curse pattern on the ghost witch beast are not like a newly promoted fourth-level water god. They are too sophisticated, and the current incense should not be enough to give birth to a fourth-level water god.

Facing an old guy who may have survived 500 years ago, the hidden remnant soul had no choice but to speak soft words.

Yang Shuilan showed her figure, waved her sleeves and sprayed out a circle of white mist, sweeping away all the remaining witch toad poisonous gas and stench, although they are not afraid of general poisons, but those who should be careful should be careful, said: " You have to show your sincerity and report your name first?"

It is impossible for her to know all the high-level witches and gods in Dafan Dynasty, but the famous ones have some impressions.

If she really met an acquaintance or friend who was in trouble, she would definitely not mind helping her.

With one step in the air, the donkey came close to the Water Goddess, and was vigilant.

"After several accidents, the old man has only a remnant soul left. He can't remember who he is, and I don't know how to call you?"

The old voice seemed a little sad.

Yang Shuilan sneered and ignored her.

Pretend, pretend hard, can control so many ghosts, witches and beasts, dare to say that my remnant soul doesn't remember who I am?I dare not even report my name, and I want to get there, but there is no way.

One thing is certain, it is not her acquaintances or friends, her current appearance is exactly the same as before.

The voice also fell silent and stopped talking.

Yang Shuilan fell to the ground, and the ground and stone walls in the vicinity of several tens of feet became wet. She would not let the Bijiwu Beast who did not show her face have a chance to approach the pangolin's body, and the water mist quickly wrapped it up, and the broken body would return to the pangolin. Hanging withered vines swept clean.

It took only half a quarter of an hour, and when she stopped, the pangolin that was exposed was washed clean, the scales shone with metallic luster, and shrunk into a pile about ten feet in size.

Putting away the body that had been refined, Yang Shuilan explained: "I have time, I will use it to refine treasures, or protective armor, what kind of treasures do you need, please tell me in advance what."

She has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, and she spent a lot of time later, studying many skills.

Live long enough to know more about nature.

"Hard work, haha, hard work for those who can."

Zhang Wenfeng would not refuse such a good deed, he understood that Yang Shuilan used this method to return him the favor of presenting the fragments of the golden body.

Yang Shuilan spent some more time, doing the same thing, refining the ugly ghost witch toad into the storage space.

Approaching the cracked hole that was emitting cold air, Yang Shuilan released her spiritual sense to investigate for a while, but the inside was dark and there was an enchantment, so she couldn't see what was going on inside.

"Let's go, let's wait for the guardian earth to come."

Without leaving a trace, Yang Shuilan arranged some means on the ground and the stone wall, turned around and walked towards the exit.

Since there are helpers coming, she will not try to go ahead of schedule.

She didn't believe a word of the weak words of the remnant old man. The other party may have arranged powerful methods in the cave, waiting for her to lead someone to drill.

The two of them returned to their original place together, and waited for about an hour. When it was getting dark, Tu Kun arrived.

In the sound-proof restriction, tell Tu Kun all the obstacles they encountered and the situation here, so that Tu Kun knows it well.

"It's not too late, let's go, we have a lot of people, let's go down to the cave."

Tu Kun stayed in the mine for the past two months. He absorbed the rustic energy of the mountain roots and tempered it into the flying stone, which improved the treasure a lot.

A long time ago, he had also heard of the forbidden area of ​​Miasma Canyon of the Wu Clan. Since he had the opportunity to enter, he would definitely not let it go. The strange experiences on the way of cultivation were all self-inflicted.

After rushing to the entrance of the cave, after Tu Kun inspected it, he discussed with Yang Shuilan and Guanzhu through sound transmission for a while.

The brilliance of the three people shone, and treasures appeared in their hands. Tu Kun held the unremarkable flying stone in his left hand, and plunged into the enchantment in the cave. Zhang Wenfeng followed closely with his sword, and behind him was the donkey protected by Lei Guang.