Chapter 320 (1/2)

While Wu De killed them, I flew to their heads. In an instant, I was attacked by more than 60 saints. Their attacks were terrible.

The meridians in my body flickered and almost were suppressed, but the next second all the ancient characters flew out to build a disk and press down in the air.

The holy grain of saints has been perfect, but the law is thin. My law is stronger than them. At the moment of the town, their holy grain is dim, and they suddenly fly around to escape.

I didn't mean to kill, but to break up the crowd. Not in the same place. If you want to shoot at the same time, you have to have tacit cooperation.

People's reactions are different, and so are saints. As soon as the crowd dispersed, two monks, a man and a woman, did not respond. The female saint was killed by our town on the spot, followed by Wu De. The Qi of the nine Yin was released, and the virtual shadow of the bodhi tree appeared. He forcibly suppressed the male saint. The Yin wind rolled up and arrested the man.

After we got it, we didn't stop. We took off and fell into the abyss.

What you can see in the distance is the whole of the abyss, dark and dull, just like a huge mouth open on the earth, but when you fall below, you find that it is full of vitality and prosperous vegetation. Moreover, no matter what flowers and spirits are, there are pearly and emerald light on the leaves, like rain and dew in the sun.

When Wu De and I stepped in, we flew to the side by mistake and fell into the inclined Canyon and dense forest. At the same time, we hid our breath. They ran for dozens of kilometers before stopping on a gentle slope. Wu De grabbed the man, didn't spend time asking, directly searched his soul and soul, and explored his memory.

The saint's body defense was not weak. Wu De forcibly broke it. When he withdrew, the man's soul was unstable and his blood began to dry up, almost like a dead man.

I don't trust him. I broke his heart, buried the body in a hurry and left again.

Three little saints, if they appear at the same time, Wu De and I are difficult to parry, and those three little saints are likely to have Protoss blood and will be stronger.

After leaving for several kilometers, Wu Decai said that his sister-in-law was still at the bottom of the abyss and was guarded by two little saints. One of them had just left for two days and returned to the temple.

I quickly made two plans. The first one is that everything goes well. When I go in, I will work together to kill two little saints, and then go in together to save people. The second one may be that the little saint has divine blood, and I can't sneak into my hand, so I'll hold it. Wu De goes in to save Han.

In short, I'm afraid Wu De doesn't know the characteristics of the small wooden axe, so I introduced it to him. At that time, he has to do it first. As long as the two people use magic, I'll do it when I find a chance.

The two poles in the world are extraordinary. Wu De is no more than a holy land, but after controlling the enlightenment Bodhi, he can stop the attack of the little saint. Three or five rounds is no problem.

After going deep into the canyon, the rock walls became straight and the trees began to sparse, but they became more and more beautiful, just like emerald.

I frowned slightly and said to Wu De: the strange image is so obvious, coupled with such strong vitality, the divine world can't find the spiritual root of heaven and earth until now!

I don't know much about Tiancai and Dibao. However, Wu De knew a lot and explained to me that if the heaven and earth spiritual roots were dormant, the breath would not escape. Now we see the abnormalities, which may be caused by the sister-in-law's encounter with the heaven and earth spiritual roots. The change is only a month. If the years go on, even ordinary plants will become spiritual flowers and different grass.

Is the spirit root of heaven and earth so powerful? My eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and I admired Han. She could find something that had not been found in the divine world for countless years.

Knowing that she is still alive makes me feel a lot easier.

It took half a day to finally fall to the bottom of the canyon. There is light below. It looks dark outside because it has been very lush against the grass and trees, as if you were in an endless emerald.

At the bottom of the valley, Wu Decai and I went deep. The flowers and plants along the way had changed and emitted amazing aura. Walking for tens of kilometers, when the sky was bright, I finally saw the little saint of the abyss of the divine world, but it was only one.

Wu De and I dare not get too close. Search carefully. But I didn't see the figure of the second little saint.

They are probably separated, and we make a noise on it. They may have received the information. But Wu De said it was impossible. The people above didn't catch up, and the aura in the abyss was too strong. The sage's Qi machine couldn't cross that far.

So they don't know we're here yet.

Not far away, the little Saint sat cross legged on a stone. His golden light was introverted, and his eyes were as bright as electricity. He stared vigilantly at the depths of the canyon. Needless to say, the place he looked at was the place where Han Peng hid.

Wu De is waiting for me to decide.

I looked at it. The little saint's Qi machine was like a barrier across the whole canyon. It was impossible to touch it. I could only kill people in the shortest time.

I took a deep breath and gave Wu De a look. His body spread out and turned into nine Yin Qi. The enlightenment Bodhi Tree twinkled in the Yin Qi and turned into a towering tree in an instant.

It was almost him that made the move. The little Saint reacted, shouted angrily, and covered it with a palm of his backhand. When he looked back, I saw that he was the little saint who showed his holiness in Shiao mountain. His palm fell and the whole canyon was shaking, but he didn't use magic.

Wu Dejiu combined Yin and Qi into one, holding up the enlightenment Bodhi to meet him. As soon as the little saint's eyes were cold, he opened his mouth and said with a sneer: we don't look for the ghost of nine Yin, but you bring it to the door yourself.

When the enlightenment Bodhi met the palm of the little saint, the leaves trembled, the nine Yin Qi exploded, and turned into a big black and white hand to press back.

Bang.