The Clay Bodhisattva kept roaring. He believed that Zhao Wujiang's supreme glazed body should belong to him, Yue Bufan. These people broke the glazed body into pieces and deserved death!

His offensive continued, and he seemed to have forgotten that he was about to run out of fuel, but he understood that as long as he captured Zhao Wujiang's complete supreme glazed body, his dying life would be completely cured, and there was even a great possibility that his cultivation level would be improved.

Take it to the next level.

And most importantly, the elusive Supreme Avenue will become possible.

The Wolf God and the Moon God were retreating and hiding.

The Poison God Mu Qianqian, who was already dissatisfied with the Mud Bodhisattva Yue Bufan, started cultivating with all his strength. His petite body kept attacking Yue Bufan, and the surroundings were filled with colorful poisonous mist.

The more Yue Bufan fought, the more frightened he became, and the more he fought, the more he gradually calmed down.

He knew that no matter what happened today, it would be impossible for Mu Qianqian and others to hand over Zhao Wujiang's remaining supreme glazed bones. On the contrary, if he were to be aggressive, he would completely offend several venerables.

He also began to feel regret. He regretted that he used a poisonous trick to plot against Zhao Wujiang and let everyone deprive Zhao Wujiang of his flesh and blood.

If he had known, if he had personally come to kill Zhao Wujiang to distribute his luck and blood, he might have been able to hide Zhao Wujiang's supreme glazed bone.

"Mu Qianqian, stop."

Yue Bufan waved his hand and dispersed the colorful poisonous mist around him. The poisonous mist was too powerful. Even if he was a Venerable, as long as he inhaled one breath, his soul would be corroded by the violent toxins like gangrene attached to the bones. This was why he

One of the reasons for being afraid of Mu Qianqian.

Mu Qianqian snorted coldly, her petite body flew over, and wherever the embroidered shoes stepped, poisonous mist followed. She did not stop there, because she felt a little unhappy in her heart, and she wanted to take this opportunity to vent her anger.

Facing more and more poisonous mist around him, Yue Bufan knew in his heart that he had been temporarily blinded by the Supreme Glazed Bone, and took the lead in taking action against Mu Qianqian and others, and Mu Qianqian was never someone to be trifled with.

His eyes trembled and he shouted angrily:

"Mu Qianqian, the secret world is about to completely collapse, how long do you want to fight?

Do you think I am afraid of you?"

In response to him, Mu Qianqian's petite body flew forward and kicked him in the chest. He blocked it with his arm, and the beads in his hand almost shattered.

"Give me some luck, or I'll beat you to death, aunt, you hypocrite!"

Mu Qianqian jumped up using the force of the block and slapped Yue Bufan's forehead twice.

The more Yue Bufan thought about it, the angrier he became. At first he wanted to fight for Zhao Wujiang's supreme glazed bone, but now it was Mu Qianqian who wanted some of his luck.

But he knew that he was the first to provoke the poisonous girl Mu Qianqian, and if he wanted to calm her down, he had to pay something.

He gritted his teeth and threw a ball of light, and said in a deep voice:

"good!"

"snort."

Mu Qianqian snorted coldly, took the luck light ball, and landed on her little hind legs three feet away from the Ni Bodhisattva. All the poisonous mist from all around rushed towards her petite body, and colorful colors were smeared on her colorful coat.

superior.

The little white dog of the Wolf God lay in the arms of the Golden Tent King, watching quietly without making a sound.

There are more and more purple-gray cracks in the sky, and they are getting wider and wider. It seems that when the cracks completely expand and become one, the world will completely collapse and be destroyed.

The aura of the Ni Bodhisattva was somewhat disordered. He had failed to overcome the tribulation before and his Taoist heart was damaged. In recent years, he had been fighting with the sword master Li Chunjun and had not gained good cultivation. Now he had a fight with Mu Qianqian and others, and his soul was even more unstable.

Feel good.

If he and Zhang Lindao had not come to this secret world with the most powerful souls, they would have been killed by Mu Qianqian in a deadly battle today, and then their souls would have collapsed here.

"Before, those who obtained Zhao Wujiang's flesh and blood should hand over the flesh and blood. After I refine it, I will escort you away."

Clay Bodhisattva Yue Bufan fiddled with the beads with his right hand trembling a little, and said seriously to the people around the ruins of Kyoto.
Chapter completed!