It takes at least three days to draw a breath gathering charm.

Even if Muyan learns painting now, it will be too late.

By the time she finished drawing three pictures, Tianjianmen might have snatched away the Red Flame Gold and Xuangui Wood.

And there was only one Breath Condensation Talisman in total, which meant that it would be gone once it was used up, and it also meant that Luo Yu and Leng Yumo could not follow her in.

Facing the sad eyes of the two men, Muyan promised again and again: "Next time we see my junior uncle, we must trick him more!"

Leng Yumo, Luo Yu: “…………”

You are the only one who has the guts to say something like, "Trick my junior uncle a few more times"!

Even if you give us a hundred courages, we won’t dare!

…

At the entrance of the valley, several monks wearing the uniform uniforms of Tianjian Sect were patrolling back and forth.

Suddenly, a sword energy mixed with flames came roaring like a rainbow piercing the sun.

One of the monks was hit hard, with a big hole in his abdomen and died.

"Who?!" The tall and thin man who had just stepped forward to stop Muyan and the others shouted.

What greeted him was a burst of flaming swords slashing down.

But this time everyone was prepared, and no one was hacked to death again.

But the curling flames and sharp sword power also made everyone panic.

An arrogant voice came from the sky: "You idiots from Tianjianmen dare to block my aunt's way. My aunt wants you to look good. If you have the ability, come and chase after me!"

The two tall and thin men looked at each other, and one of them gritted his teeth with a scar on his face and said: "I don't know where this bitch came from, how dare you challenge my Tianjianmen, Wu Yong, you guard the mouth of the valley and wait for me to kill her.

Use the two ounces of meat from her breasts to drink for our brothers!"

After saying that, the man waved his hand and immediately rushed out with a group of people.

The tall and thin man named Wu Yong looked around like a hawk and continued to guard the entrance of the valley.

At this moment, a thin sound suddenly came from his ears.

Immediately afterwards, screams sounded one after another.

The surrounding Tianjianmen monks suddenly felt a numbness and pain in their legs. When they looked down, they realized that their legs were covered with dense insects.

These little bugs are only half the size of a thumb, but extremely ferocious.

Every time I took a bite on their legs, I could take out a large piece of meat.

Hundreds of bugs gnawed at them together, and the legs of these people were immediately dripping with blood.

Wu Yong also had bugs crawling on his body, but he had deep spiritual power and strong evil aura. Just by using his spiritual power, the bugs would fall down one after another and fall apart.

Only then did Wu Yong realize that something was wrong.

This is not a bug at all, but... a puppet!

Wu Yong had a look of shock on his face.

puppet?!

How is this possible?!

How could someone control thousands of puppets at once?

Even though these puppets are very small, how powerful and powerful does one have to have spiritual consciousness to be able to divide them into thousands of strands and control the movements of the puppets at the same time?

Wu Yong was shocked and angry, and the screams of his disciples could be heard from time to time.

Although these puppets cannot bite people to death, they can cause extreme pain.

Moreover, such behavior is simply a provocation to Tianjianmen!

Wu Yong's eyes showed a fierce light, his body's spiritual power surged, and his spiritual consciousness was unleashed.

Quickly following the spiritual power threads attached to these puppets, I found the direction to control them.

"Chasing! If you dare to provoke me, Tianjianmen, I will cut this thief into pieces!!"
Chapter completed!