A big bird flew down, holding the cane in its claws, and its body twisted and folded, and turned into a boy again. It turned out to be a paper bird.

This brand new paper boy stared at the billowing dust, and the dust got into his eyes without even blinking his eyelids.

The Yimeng Mountain people behind the scenes used this to speak out and tease lightly.

"Isn't it necessary to expel me for the third time..."

He knows that magical power consumes a lot of money, and it is a fixed consumption.

It doesn't matter whether it's a big spell or a small spell.

So he fired three moves in a row, forcing the old ghost to use his magical powers, and saved the real killing move until the end.

At this moment, only ruins are left in the smoke and dust.

Feng Junyou floated above Yan Nu, extremely weak, his lower body was as misty as a wisp of smoke, and only his upper body was clearly visible.

As the people of Yimeng Mountain expected, Feng Junyou did not need to be expelled for the third time.

He could only use it once before, and it cost 250 steps each time.

Now that my mana has increased significantly, I can use it twice in a row and still have 200 mana left.

Even because the immortal bones are full of vitality, it is equivalent to eating a lot of Yuan Yuan Dan. If you can rest for half an hour and recover fifty levels of mana, you can use it a third time.

It's just a pity that the enemy is an old creature.

I don’t know how much preparation has been done in advance, it can be said that there are many arrangements.

Each of those paper birds has three levels of magic power. Counting the hundred that exploded just now, there are five hundred in total... This Yimeng Mountain man actually prepared fifteen hundred levels of magic explosives!

I'm afraid this was not improvised, but made in advance.

Although the paper bird cannot exist for a long time, as long as the spell is proficient enough, it can be maintained for a day.

Facing two spiritual people and two mortals, this Yimeng Mountain man, as a senior in the spiritual stage, first prepared a large number of props, then planned to break up the team, and finally fought in the air, not daring to show up in person...

It’s extremely stable!

"As expected of a dog owner...you are a real dog..." Feng Junyou said helplessly.

In order to resist this blow, he got into the stone room where Yan Slave was, exhausted all his remaining mana, constantly reshaped the rock and used ghost energy shield, and then he barely managed to block it.

The people of Yimeng Mountain are still too cautious. If he bombs all the paper birds in the sky, he will definitely kill the old ghost.

But he was afraid that the old ghost could be driven away again.

Just now, the paper boy has been destroyed by the backlash. The bombing was driven by him personally. If it was backfired, it would fly directly to his body, and he would be disabled even if he was not dead.

"How dare you speak harshly when you are about to die?"

The paper boy stared at the miserable old ghost in the dust, waved his cane, and a dozen more talismans flew out from his body.

At this moment, a figure jumped out, full of energy, and stood in front of the old ghost.

He blew away the dust and all the talismans.

In the blast of air, a young boy with a naked upper body and a gash in his abdomen was revealed.

"You guys fought so fiercely... If it wasn't so close, I would have jumped out to help you. Are you okay, old man?"

Feng Junyou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yan Nu's intestines and stomach had been tempered by three elements.

"You finally succeeded! I really can't bear it anymore."

Yan Nu looked at the paper boy: "Is this the dog owner?"

"It's from Yimeng Mountain!" The paper boy made a sullen voice.

"I'll take a rest and leave it to you, Yan Nu..." Feng Junyou said weakly and reassuringly.

He has so much vitality that he can't refine it all, and he is constantly recovering his magic power at this moment.

However, his words made the other party laugh: "It's ridiculous, do you expect a warrior to stop me?"

The people of Yimeng Mountain have long sensed the Yan slave in the stone room.

He is just a mortal, and he does not have the mortal fire, so he has nothing to fear.

"Huh?" Seeing that he despised Yan Nu, Feng Junyou was stunned, and then realized that Yan Nu only had sixty years of true energy in his body!

By the way, in order to temper the body, they asked Yan Slave to reduce the true energy to about sixty years, but they haven't had time to make up for it.

"Haha..." Feng Junyou thought to himself, if not for this, with the dog owner's stability, if he saw the true power of Yan Nu, he might not dare to come at all.

I saw Yan Nu holding the black iron spear and cutting open the vine armor pants on his lower body. There were a large number of grass seeds stored in the vines.

He grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shen Leling collected an unknown amount of grass for him. Every time he put clothes on for him, they were filled with grass seeds.

If Shen Leling is here, just force the grass to grow and pour it into Yan Nu's mouth. It doesn't matter if he is not there. Yan Nu can also eat the grass seeds directly.

"No..." The Yimeng Mountain man is cautious by nature. Although he doesn't know why Feng Junyou cares about Yan Nu so much and is extremely confident in Yan Nu, this doubt always lingers in him.

At this moment, seeing Yan Nu grazing openly, he didn't care, he wanted to kill him quickly to avoid causing trouble.

"Beep beep beep beep!"

The paper boy sprayed out a large piece of copper pill from his mouth and directed it towards Yan Slave. The air made bursts of harsh whistling sounds, demonstrating the power of the copper pill.

Yan Nu took the copper deed and dodged away. At the same time, he grabbed a handful of grass seeds and stuffed them into his mouth.

This flash is directly the result of sixty years of skill!

At the same time, the speed was extremely fast, and the kung fu was released on the spot, leaving the people of Yimeng Mountain stunned.

But even so, Yan Nu's speed is not as fast as someone else's head turning speed.

The terrifying barrage of cannons swept all the way, chasing Yan Nu, leaving countless deep holes on the ground, and the woods behind Yan Nu were filled with sawdust.

Finally, several copper pills hit Yan Nu's body hard.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom...beep~dingdong..."

The copper pills hit Yan Nu one by one, but there was no sound of penetration. Instead, they all fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

"Huh!"

Not only were the people of Yimeng Mountain surprised, but Feng Junyou and Yan Nu themselves were stunned for a moment.

In response, Yan Nu simply stopped and stood there to resist the bombardment of a series of copper pellets.

His body tensed and slid backwards, and the copper pills could not leave any mark.

"Whose magical power is this?" The people of Yimeng Mountain were stunned. Yan Nu was just a mortal, and the old ghost had no magic power. He couldn't figure out what was happening for a while.

Immediately afterwards, something more terrifying happened.

The aura in Yan Nu's body suddenly changed, and majestic Qi was generated out of thin air. The acupoints all over his body were like dazzling stars, and his skill was nearly 1.18 million.

"What!"

Before anyone could react, another burst of dazzling red light lit up, and terrifying energy burst out from Yan Nu's abdomen, blowing away all the copper pills.

This true energy is two feet thick, like a beam of light.

With a single blast, he was crushed over, and the paper man and the magic weapon in his hand were reduced to nothing on the spot!

The magic weapon also exploded, erupting into a huge expanding ball of light in the torrent of true energy.

The zhenqi light beam continued to explode and exploded on the mountain wall twenty feet away, blasting a large hole two feet deep.

"Be careful of the magic weapon exploding!" Feng Junyou shouted anxiously as he looked at the incoming light ball.

However, Yan Nu did not hide, he got down from his horse and held three hands in front of him.

Yes, three hands.

A huge zhenqi arm emerged from the abdomen and covered the front.

The violent energy swept over, and this zhenqi arm was like a stone in the waves, standing still.

"The true energy is released and transformed?" Feng Junyou's eyes widened.

This is not a simple injection, but controlling the true energy within a certain range outside the body to shape it into the desired structure.

He couldn't believe that Yan Nu had such superb control.

When all the dust settled and the red glow of the true energy gradually dissipated, Feng Junyou saw an intestine retracting into Yan Nu's body.

"..." Feng Junyou was stunned and asked, "Can you control your intestines?"

"Yes, it's more flexible than my arm, otherwise why would I temper it? Am I not good at tempering my hands?" Yan Nu said matter-of-factly.

The most flexible and easily controllable thing in his body is not his hands or feet, but his intestines and stomach.

Yan Nu didn't know why, but the fact was that it could be said that it was as easy as completely controlled by one's will.

If Yan Slave were to use other places to release his true energy, his control would be absolutely lousy, and he would always feel that his true energy cannot be controlled.

But when the true energy circulates in the intestines and stomach, it is extremely obedient, as if his intestines are a martial arts wizard...

After Feng Junyou figured out the situation, he was completely dumbfounded. It was like a person who wrote with his hands and was extremely ugly, but who wrote with his feet and was a master of calligraphy.
To be continued...