Chapter 1007: Is your kid just watching that?

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Dark mist is permeated, covering the sky and the sun!
The nine levels of Wuling were truly extraordinary. With just one move, many human geniuses in the field felt a strong sense of oppression, as if a demon cloud was approaching the city, and there was no end in sight.
In fact, the ninth level of foreign spirits is certainly impossible to induce the power of the sky. It is only because of the special origin of this fog spirit that it can control these smoke energy and make it like an arm.
No one knows what kind of power the smoke has, whether it is highly poisonous, or if one enters the smoke without seeing anything, the ninth-level low-level foreign spirit will attack.
But the smoke that fell from the sky was endless, and it was as soft as cotton, and it was shrouded in it for a while, and it might not be so easy to get rid of it.
"Yun Xiao, Bai Wushuang, let the internal conflicts go for the time being, how about dealing with this beast first?"
At this moment, Ye Kui's loud voice suddenly came out in the dense fog, causing De Yunxiao and Bai Wushuang to condense, and then did not think much, they all nodded slowly.
Because neither Bai Wushuang nor Yun Xiao thought that he would be the opponent of the ninth-order foreign spirit under single-handed combat. When the time comes, let them break through each, that is really going to happen.
As for the joint attack on the ninth-order foreign spirit, although the chance of success is not very high, it is at least a little bit higher than the chance of fighting each other. As for who the spoils belong to after the final fluke, it depends on their own ability.
At least the biggest goal of the few people in front of them is the ninth-level low-level foreign spirit. Once this big guy is mad, I am afraid that there will only be one Lianyun Mountain genius present, and no one can leave Jubao Mountain alive.
Perhaps this is also an alternative test. People like Qian Sanyuan and others don’t know that there are ninth-level low-level spirits on this treasure mountain, but for one thing they can’t come in and stop it. Second, it’s like this kind of battle between life and death. Perhaps it is a good exercise for everyone to improve their realm.
With Ye Ku’s suggestion, Yun Xiao and Bai Wushuang's movements were not slow. The three of them surrounded the giant mist spirit from three directions. At this time, the smoke of the sky was finally pressed down in anger, Jiang Si Mo Moqing, Liu Hanyi and others were all enveloped in it.
Fortunately, this smog is the same as the smog at the foot of the mountain. It does not mean that you can't see your fingers after being enveloped. The visibility is still one or two feet, and they can respond to each other.
boom!
As a united person, Ye Kuo naturally speeded up a bit faster, seeing his right hand gently thrown out, a dash of green light swiftly shot towards the huge misty spirit, and even corroded the air above the route. .
"This poison looks quite good!"
Seeing this scene, Bai Wushuang's eyes drenched. He has always regarded Ye Ku as his biggest opponent in Lianyun Mountain, so he has studied the other party's methods, but at this time Ye Ku’s highly poisonous means, But he didn't know it, so he had to be on guard.
Ye Kuo certainly wanted to use his strongest means for the ninth-level and low-level alien spirits. The poison he sacrificed just now was indeed prepared for the year-to-year ratio. To be precise, it was prepared for Bai Wushuang. , But did not expect to use it here first.
However, this unfavorable middle-level ground-level is highly poisonous. Although it did hit the ninth-level low-level mist spirit, it was like a stone sinking into the sea in an instant. The strong poison seemed to have no effect on the mist spirit. .
"Brother Ye Ku, you seem to be useless!"
Although they were fighting side by side, Bai Wushuang scorned when he saw that the leaf wither's poison had no effect at all.
Then he did not neglect the movement in his hand, a huge pulse palm print suddenly formed in front of him, and slapped the fog spirit fiercely.
Huhuhu...
In response to Bai Wushuang’s pulse attack, the Wuling’s face without facial features seemed to just glance at it, and then the breeze moved lightly beside him, and a huge fog palm print was formed, facing the giant palm of Bai Wushuang’s pulse. Welcoming the past.
boom!
The huge two palms intersected, and Bai Wushuang's expression changed drastically in the next moment, because his pulse palmprint, which had reached the intermediate level of the ground, didn't even hold on for a moment, and was shot away by Wuling's giant palm.
Moreover, after the Wuling giant palm patted the palm prints of Bai Wushuang pulse qi, the speed did not slow down at all, and he still patted towards the body of the first genius of this day's hospital, with amazing power!
Feeling the power contained in the giant Wuling palm, as well as the impervious pulse palmprint of his own just now, Bai Wushuang knew that this palm could not be hardened, otherwise it would be a trivial matter to break the muscle and fracture.
At this moment, Bai Wushuang didn't care about any image anymore. It was his own life that mattered. He saw that his whole figure fell to the ground. Although he was embarrassed, he did not let the Wuling palm prints hit him and climbed up. When he came, his face was extremely gloomy.
"Yun Xiao, is your kid just watching that way?"
He didn't dare to be mad at the ninth-level low-level Wuling. When Bai Wushuang saw a figure in coarse clothes standing still, he immediately yelled in dissatisfaction. He laughed at Yun, after all, he had no good impressions.
Whoosh!
However, just as Bai Wushuang shouted, a sound of breaking the wind came from behind the Wuling, and both Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang could clearly see that the rough-clothed boy had already reached the fog. Behind Ling, the black light that slashed down in rage looked extremely dazzling.
"An afterimage!"
At this time, whether Ye Dry or Bai Wushuang, they all know that Yun Xiao has used that extreme speed afterimage again, leaving a realistic fake body in place, but his real body is facing the nine at this moment. The low-level foreign spirit issued a fatal blow.
Yun Xiao’s shots are not inaccurate, and they are so unexpected that even the ninth-level low-level mist spirit has been concealed by his shadow clone. Although this is a talking foreign spirit, that spiritual wisdom, After all, it is impossible to compare with such human geniuses as Bai Wushuang Yeku.
Huh!
Wuguang flashed from top to bottom, Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang could clearly see that the extremely sharp wooden sword cut through the right shoulder of the ninth-level low-level Wuling, and then swept out from the left waist, speed Fast and staggering.
If he were a human cultivator, he would be slashed from his right shoulder to his left waist with a sword, I am afraid he would split into two instantly, and his stomach would flow to the ground, and he would no longer survive.
Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang showed ecstasy on their faces subconsciously, but only a moment later, their joy froze on their faces.
Hh hh...
Yun Xiao, who struck Wuling with a sword, was not idle. He was seen moving his wrists, a series of swords furiously passed by, directly dividing the ninth-level low-level Wuling into several sections, but his face was It is very different from Yekubai Wushuang.
The Yulong Sword is indeed extremely sharp, and these Jianyun's performances are also extremely accurate when they are surprised. It is a pity that he is facing a special misty spirit, the sharpness of the Yulong Sword. The effect may not be as good as imagined.
As expected by Yunxiao, although the ninth-order low-level mist spirit was dismantled by him at this moment, the next moment, the mist bodies that were divided into "corpses" turned into several mists under a squirm. Then all went to another place, and after a while, they regrouped into a new body of mist spirit.
"Can you not die like this?"
Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang on the side had been dumbfounded. They saw Yun Xiao Shushu sword across the body of Wu Ling, but they didn't expect that Wu Ling was an immortal body. It seemed such an entity. Attacks have little effect on them.
The ninth-level low-level Wuling didn't have so many thoughts. Although he reorganized his body, he suffered a small loss in the hands of a human being in the middle of the Mi Yuan realm just now, and it made it furious.
Vessel monsters have arrogance, and foreign spirits also have arrogance. In the eyes of this ninth-order low-level foreign spirit that can defeat the same level Vessel monsters, a human cultivator in the mid-primary stage is no different from ants.
But now it was this ant-like human kid who actually took a bite of himself, and the arrogance in the ninth-level low-level mist spirit's subconscious has been urged out, making him furious.
Huh...huh...huh...
It can be seen that between the arms of this ninth-level low-level Wuling, the countless fog covering the top of the treasure-gathering mountain seems to be dragged. At the same time, a huge palm of the fog is shot from three places, as if to smile, the leaves and the dead Bai Wushuang's three people all mastered it.
"Be careful!"
Seeing that the leaves were withered, they warned loudly, but the speed of the two over there was not slower than him, and they each displayed their hole cards to avoid the attack of the giant fog palm.
Suddenly, on the top of this treasure-gathering mountain, a white-hot battle continued. The three geniuses joined forces to contend against the low-level misty spirits of the ninth rank. Although the wind fell, they were not defeated. As time goes by, there may be more Some unknown turning points.
"It won't work like this!"
Yun Xiao moved around. After avoiding a palm of powerful mist, he took a heavy breath, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and then the breath of his whole body became chaotic.
"This...this is... the power of the ancestral vein?"
Feeling the special aura from Yun’s smile, Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang knew for the first time that this young man was urging the power of his ancestral veins. Reminded by the former, the aura in them also became at this moment. Be special.
As the top geniuses of the Lianyun Mountain and the two courtyards, Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang must have their own ancestral veins, and there are more than one. At this time, they finally won't have any more hands.
It's just that when Ye Ku and Bai Wushuang urged their ancestral veins, they only improved their veins by one step at the peak of Mi Yuan realm, they suddenly sensed the aura of Yun Xiao over there, and their expressions became dull. Up.
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