Chapter 561: wind mill

Yang Junshan’s sudden calculations, Lan Ying’s dodge, could not be said by his stone cone, but also penetrated her left arm.
Lan Ying can't take advantage of it when he fights himself. When he decides to make a decision, he wants to withdraw.
Yang Junshan obviously did not think that the other party would retreat so resolutely, to know that the Qingfeng real people still yelled at their own poison, and the barbarian monks and old poisons really came to Yang Junshan to help.
When Lan Ying retired to more than a hundred feet, Yang Junshan couldn't catch up with it, but he heard another scream of the breeze: "Want to go, where is it so easy?"
Yang Junshan immediately stopped trying to chase the footsteps of the witch monk. When he turned, he flew toward the position of the breeze and the old poisonous law.
"Old poison is going fast, and that one has passed towards you!"
Lan Ying saw Yang Junshan’s move immediately reminded him, and at the same time, separated from Yang Junshan by a certain distance, and ran towards the position of the war.
When Yang Junshan arrived, he saw that the breeze was full of black eyes. Obviously, he was already very poisonous, but he did not know why. He did not affect his combat power. Instead, he was like a mad tiger, desperately blocking the old poison. It is.
The barbaric monk's old poison theory and the strength of the frontal battle are naturally far more than the real winds, and the ones that rely on it are just the invincible poisonous magical powers.
Before Yang Junshan arrived, the old poison had already heard the reminder of the witch monk Lan Ying, but the same was also reminded of the breeze, he was poisoned by the old poison, ate such a big loss, of course refused Just stop here.
When Yang Junshan appeared, the "snake twist" flew out and tangled up to the old poisonous body.
I saw with my own eyes how the magical Jia and Jia were killed by Yang Junshan. The old poison was naturally on the rope of Yang Junshan, and he hurriedly put a long whip made of cartilage on the body of an unknown wild animal. At the ceremony, two pieces of magic weapons were suddenly twisted together in the air.
Yang Junshan missed a hit, but also pinned the old poisonous tricks, the breeze and the real man stormed, the hand of a magic weapon wind wheel in the middle of the air, with a sharp whistle, in the old poisonous body week Hovering, once it is flawed, it will go straight ahead.
The old poison-supported body suffocation can not stop the rapid cutting of the wind wheel, and often requires him to play other magical powers to fight back.
Seeing Yang Junshan's shot, the witch Lan Ying also rushed forward to prepare for the old poison breakout. Her heart is very clear. At this time, the old poison alone can't break through, and the witches have always had a good relationship with the barbarian. This action is good. It has failed, but before Lan Ying was able to take the lead in organizing a common monk of five different ethnic monks, and it was inseparable from the strong support of the old poison. She could not leave the old poison and leave alone.
Yang Junshan’s backhanded one-handedly popped out of the air, and the
铮
screamed, and Lan Ying’s witch’s long hook was smashed by Yang Junshan’s gravel, and suddenly lost his head.
After Lan Ying was injured by Yang Junshan, she could only play 80% of her strength, but she was a thoughtful one. After seeing the strength of Yang Junshan before, she knew that if she rushed up, she would not be cheap in the hands of Yang Junshan. It was only in the periphery, when Yang Junshan shot to help the breeze, she also disturbed, but when Yang Junshan turned around to target her, the witch kept a certain distance from him and immediately turned and fled. .
Yang Junshan was not bored by the harassment of this person back and forth, but he was helpless at this time. Fortunately, the Qingfeng real person has completely occupied the upper hand. Although Yang Junshan can not participate in the siege, there are occasional one or two magical help. The situation of old poison is still in jeopardy.
Yang Junshan can see that the magic wind wheel of the Qingfeng real person is obviously specially designed for the inheritance of the magical power he cultivated. Although the Qingfeng real person claims to be a scattered repair, it can be inherited with the exercises and magical powers that he has cultivated. And my strength is extremely strong, it is obvious that this person has either lied, but in fact it is a big brother; or he is a senior and a sacred inheritance.
Lan Ying was able to contain Yang Junshan and had already reached the limit. On the other hand, the Qingfeng real people continued to exert their strength. One wind wheel broke through the old poisonous magical powers, and the old poisonous weapon magic weapon was entangled by Yang Junshan’s
snake twist
from time to time. In the end, one was inadvertently caught by the breeze, and the wind wheel whizzed past the old poisonous left leg.
The old poisonous screams, the blood from the wound in the left leg suddenly turned into a black and red blood fog, and the claws of the teeth fluttered toward Yang Junshan.
The old poisonous eyes were stern, and suddenly he pointed to the half of the broken calf, and the smudges on the calf suddenly flashed a faint light, and then those patterns were swiftly rotated as if they were alive.
Yang Junshan instinctively noticed the danger, and saw the black and red strange blood rushing, and hurriedly said: "Not good, retreat!"
This time, Yang Junshan didn't have to say that the breeze that had already suffered losses had not gone back to Yang Junshan, and a loud noise came from the position of the previous half of the cut-off leg. There were countless blood rain splashes and thigh thickness. The branches were directly pierced, and after the hole was pierced, the branches also made a "beep" sound, and the hole was still expanding under the corrosion of blood.
Yang Junshan and the Qingfeng real people have already withdrawn from the dozens of feet, avoiding the powerful blood and rain. When the two return to the distance, Lan Ying and the old poison have already gone. It is.
Yang Junshan looked at the face of Wu Qing, who was poisoned by the feng shui, and asked: "Do you have any poison on your body?"
The breeze real person reached out and touched it in front of him, forming a water mirror and reflecting his shadow in the water.
"Fuck!" Qing Feng real people saw themselves in the water mirror, and they burst into swearing on the spot. "This is the next time, I am afraid that it will take three to five months to expel the toxins."
The Qingfeng real people obviously also have a unique way to deal with toxins. Yang Junshan also did not ask much, so he said: "This time, since the Taoist friends have had ways to drive drugs, then they will leave here."
"Not busy, I still want to ask my friends to help me a little."
"How?" Yang Junshan turned his head in doubt.
"Do you still come with me?" The breeze said as he walked toward the canopy.
At this time, the giant peach tree on the top of the red fog had already withered away with only one dead tree. The original lush tree crown seemed to suddenly come to the winter.
Yang Junshan was slightly indulged, and he was still behind the breeze. After turning a mess of dry branches, a branch with a waist and a waist appeared in front of the two.
This branch looks very special, because it can be as dark as the other branches that have withered, and it seems to be a fire. It is really strange that the surface of the branches burnt by the skyfire has a bright The texture, even staring at the cut charcoal for a long time, the eyes have a strong tingling, Yang Junshan's spiritual knowledge does not even have to be perceived, it is known that this intercepted wood contains huge energy.
Yang Junshan still has to go forward, but the Qingfeng real people next to it have stopped, and the two are looking at the intercepted wood through the distance of seven or eight feet.
"Millennium lightning strikes peach?"
The amazement of Yang Junshan seems to make the Qingfeng real people very satisfied.
"You and the old poison are fighting because you found this thing?"
The breeze nodded and said: "Yes, if it wasn't too happy to find this half of Leimu, how could the Taoist monk's way."
"Then you are coming down is..."
Now Lan Ying and the old poisonous two foreign monks have been repulsed. This interception Lei Mu reasoned that if the wind is true, as long as he does not say it, it will be his thing, but now that he has called Yang Junshan, then...
"I don't want you to say that all these weeks are all the poisonous traps of the barbarian monks. Just stepping forward in the next step, stepping on a trap has become what it is now, and the Taoist friend is coming. It is necessary to use the power of the Taoist friends to jointly break the poisonous trap around this. As for this thousand-year-old Leimu, how do you and I divide?"
Such a sturdy one-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousands, it seems that it is a spiritual material of the treasure class. If it falls into the hands of the real refining master, at least two treasures can be produced, and the remaining scraps can be fully utilized. It’s not a bad idea to make a few small pieces.
Yang Junshan is naturally hot, but he knows that although the early stage of the great changes in the heavens and the earth is a horrible evil, but later, it is a race such as the Mozu and Shura blood, which is even more fierce, and the magical power of Ray’s property and magic Their restraint is extremely obvious.
Although Yang Junshan does not have the magical inheritance of the Lei attribute, if there is a magic weapon of the thundering property, it also has a strong deterrent to the monks such as the magic repair and the blood repair.
By the way, plus some monks in the barbarian, such as old poisons, who practice toxic magical powers, Lei Shen Shentong is just to the sun, and the restraint of this kind of supernatural power is the most, the old poison is only one around this Leimu wood Under the cloth, the poisonous trap is not directly taken away. The main reason is that he can't get close to the half of the Leimu. It should have been to use the power of the witch Lan Ying, but unexpectedly, the two eventually lost. Things fall in the hands of Yang Junshan and the real people of Qingfeng.
Although Yang Junshan has a strong ability to avoid poisoning, he can't commit himself to commit crimes. He simply put the "snake twist" out and tried to break the Leimu from the mahogany.
When the Qingfeng real people saw it, they reminded me that Yang Junshan had already discovered that it was wrong. Just after the snake twisted into the range of five feet of Leimu, several poisonous cigarettes were entangled. What is even more frightening is that these poisons The smoke actually erodes Yang Junshan's glimpse of the spirit of the snake.
Yang Junshan endured a bit of tingling in his head and said with anger: "There is no way, burning, and the dead branches around Leimu are a few points."