As the chanting sounded, Zhang Zhen had a white silkworm on his face. It was the size of an ant and slowly crawled out of the monk's nostrils.

The white silkworm continued to wriggle and gradually came to Zhang Zhen's palm. The monk gritted his teeth and stretched out his index finger with his left hand in front of it. The white silkworm opened his small mouth and bit his fingertips. The snow-white epidermis instantly dyed a layer of redness, and his body gradually grew bigger and longer.

Zhang Zhen trembled all over, as if he was enduring great pain. After a few breaths, his face was filled with black air and his expression was sluggish, as if he was in his teens. The white silkworm expanded from the size of an ant to a red snake more than eight inches long, and he let go of his mouth without feeling exhausted.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh..."

Not far away, the magic weapon fighting battle entered a white heat. The black cloth bag flew and circled in the air, approaching Jinghua for a while, and leaning towards Ren Yong for a while.

Jing Hua was connected to the soul of the stem and vine, and then washed the tendons and marrows through the blue bottle of spiritual liquid. He was no longer afraid of the invasion of ordinary poisons. Just now, the other party died and was injured, and his side still had a trump card, so he was not nervous.

The "Seven Star Wooden Sword" was swallowed by a black cloth bag for a long time and was unable to escape, which was beyond the previous expectations. From this, it is inferred that the grade of the method and instrument is much higher than that of our own, resulting in a stalemate in the fight.

Zhang Zhen finished his exercises and seemed to have taken action. Jing Hua did not dare to delay any longer, and concentrated all his energy and suddenly increased the spirit-enhancing power.

"Swish!"

There was a loud noise in the air, and the "Seven Star Wood Sword" pierced the "Five Yin Bag" and broke the bag and came out.

Ren Yong was shocked.

The other party's wooden sword was inconspicuous, like an ordinary product sold in a shop. I didn't expect it to be so sharp, and the number of layers of sacrifices and refining was still above the "Five Yin Bags".

He only thought that he was powerful in the method and instrument, but he didn't know that Jing Hua had practiced the "Full Life Dharma". Lingzang was then refined by the nameless gourd, and his qi and energy were extremely pure. He controlled the magic instrument and his power increased by countless people.

"Swoosh..."

Ren Yong dared not be too big, so he lit up his trump card. He saw a flash of inspiration, and a white medicine shovel grew bigger and bigger, becoming the size of a bowl, more than two meters long, slashing towards his opponent in the air.

Jing Hua took back the "Seven Star Wooden Sword", and saw that the sword's body was bumpy and corroded and dirty, and it was so rotten that it was too rotten. At this time, he could not think too much, and the white light in the air had already hit. The monk pointed with his hand, and the wooden sword came from bottom to top to fight against the medicine shovel.

"Crack!"

The two magic weapons collided in the air, making a crisp sound. The wooden sword was broken into three pieces by the medicine shovel and fell to the ground. The medicine shovel was endless and it was smashed to Jing Hua's head.

"not good!"

Jing Hua quickly flashed to the right, and waved his left hand at the same time, and a green light rushed straight to Ren Yong.

Ren Yong dodged faster than Jing Hua, and instantly floated to the side. But the green light was like a living thing, turning nimblely in the air, and the degree was even more urgent, and it was instantly in front of him. Ren Yong was so scared that he was out of his mind. While trying hard to shrink his head, he recalled the medicine shovel and slashed towards the green light.

But the flying shovel is dead, so how can it be as flexible as the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine". The stem and vine are slammed and retracted in the air, and then they immediately force themselves to entangle Ren Yong.

The flying shovel was withdrawn, and Jing Hua's pressure was greatly reduced. As soon as he turned around, his eyes were immediately covered with red light.

Zhang was shocked.

Just now, the old force of avoiding the medicine shovel was exhausted, so Jing Hua could only barely turn around. He curled up his body in a ball, hoping to avoid the attack. But Zhang Zhen had been preparing for a long time and even sacrificed his own essence and blood. How could the trick be so simple?

"hiss......"

Jing Hua felt his left leg numb. When he looked down, he saw a small snake about a foot wrapped around his ankle and bit his calves tightly. The snake's eyes were as thin as silk, with a cold light, revealing an inexplicable evil.

"Swish..."

Before the monk could reach out to grab it, the red snake rose up and bounced back to Zhang Zhen's palm. Blue liquid flowed out of the wounds of the calf, and no pain could be felt. Jing Hua even felt a little cool and refreshing, but the red snake wrapped around it was as if corroded by strong acid, and the flesh quickly rotted a large piece of it.

“Hmph…”

Zhang Zhen's face turned gray and he smiled grimly. "The Gu transforms into Feihong" is his life-saving trick. After the "Elephant Nose Gu" was sacrificed, it turned into "Chinlian Feihong", which was extremely poisonous. The person bitten was full of spirits and toxicity, and he could not survive or die in a moment.

Using the trick is expensive and it takes several months to recover. But when you think of the secret treasure, Zhang Zhen chose to self-harm to defeat the enemy without hesitation.

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother Zhang! Help... Help!"

Ren Yong was tied to the ground with his stem and vines, and he lay down on the ground, his nose, tears flowing everywhere. The white medicine shovel lost control and turned back to its original state and fell next to it.

The magic weapon could not stop the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine". After just one encounter, Ren Yong surrendered.

The natal magic weapon and magic weapon are very different. Cultivators concentrate on controlling magic weapon, but they cannot operate it at will. However, the natal magic weapon is connected to the soul, just like the extension of the body, without much effort, and naturally advance and retreat freely. The "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine" has a special origin and is no different from the natal magic weapon when used.

"Save...save me! Senior brother! Senior brother Zhang! Ah..."

Zhang Zhen could hear it clearly, and couldn't help but feel anxious, and cursed several times "bad" inwardly.

"Fellow Daoist Niu, you are extremely poisonous and domineering, and only I can unlock it. If you know the current affairs, let Junior Brother Ren be released immediately. As long as you hand over the secret treasure, I can spare you from death."

Jing Hua seized the void and silently used the spell to "never stop", and the dizziness above his head was slightly relieved.

The poison of Gu was indeed domineering! He knew in advance that he had fought with the "Five Poisons Sect" and took a "detoxification pill" in advance. Unexpectedly, it was useless and still could not stop the other party's methods.

Ren Yong was tied tighter and tighter at this time, and his face turned into a pig's liver. Jing Hua's soul fluctuated and his senses were obvious. It was the greed for food by the "Dragon Eye Ghost Flower Vine". Ren Yong's request for help turned into a wail, and his voice was sharp and shrill.

"Fellow Daoist Niu...No...Mr Niu...Mr Niu! I...I'm wrong! Quickly...Save...Senior Brother Zhang! It hurts! Ah...Ah!"

Jing Hua was indifferent. As for the other party’s behavior just now, it would probably be millions of times more miserable when he fell into their hands. Only fools would believe Zhang Zhen’s promise. The trunk is now entangled with Ren Yong, and the lack of a blow in his hands to defeat the enemy. Time is the biggest problem.

Zhang Zhen was upset and shouted loudly: "Niu Zhongling, you have been poisoned for too long. If you delay, I can't save you! Let Junior Brother Ren be released soon!"

Before he finished speaking, the red snake soared into the air and rushed straight to Jing Hua's throat. Zhang Zhen's face was covered in ferociousness and made up his mind secretly. As long as he killed the other party, all the treasures belonged to him, and it would be better if the "trash" didn't save him.

Jing Hua was ready for a long time, and the talismans were all in full. The "Fire Rain Talisman" in his left hand waved it towards him, and the "Crazy Thunder Heaven Prison" in his right hand blocked him, laying a large thunder net. At the same time, Ren Yong's screams became weaker and weaker.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Swish! Swish!"

The red snake had nowhere to leverage its force in the air, and was hit by the fireball continuously, and it fell down. A flash of lightning struck down in front of it, hitting its tail.

But the body of the red snake was inexplicably tough, and the fire and lightning were not damaged. It rolled on the ground for a few times, immediately raised its body, and made a move and wanted to rush out again.

Zhang Zhen was so proud that he laughed wildly: "Niu Zhongling, 'Chinlian Feihong' is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is not invaded by water and fire. You should make an appointment! Hahaha..."

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