Chapter 107 (2/2)

However, Gou pig did not give up, and still continued to set fire crazily.

Yin Wanzhen certainly can't let him. He poured the lotus and hundreds of pure Yang pills in his hand, just like spreading beans, rolling all over the ground, and some of them rolled off the cliff.

They don't need to be urged by him. As long as Xuanyin zhenhuo comes near, these Chunyang pills will be naturally detonated by Xuanyin zhenhuo.

For a while, the pure Yang gas in the crevice of the ice filled up, and it actually warmed a lot, and restrained a lot of the originally deep and incomparable pressure of Xuanyin.

In this way, the arson of the hook pig is of little significance. Moreover, he also needs to consume his true Qi when he uses Xuanyin real fire. When he is exhausted, he will not be able to jump again.

”You should be honest now.” He thought with satisfaction and strode closer. At this time, the hook pig seems to have been out of force, crawling on the ground, motionless, like a dead man.

But by his nature, this guy is still playing dead. Yin Wanzhen holds a pure Yang pill in his hand.

His breath seemed to have disappeared, but it was not necessarily dead. Some Yin practices can temporarily hide their breath to pretend to be dead.

Yin Wanzhen could feel the fire of Xuanyin real fire still burning in his body, just like a candle in the wind.

He approached carefully, trying to detect the pig's pulse.

I didn't expect that hook pig suddenly turned over and made a gesture to roll under the cliff.

Yin Wanzhen was surprised, but he didn't expect it. He quickly stretched out his right hand with only four fingers.

Gou pig's black face showed a trace of smile, he grabbed Yin Wanzhen's broken hand, then turned his body up and clamped Yin Wanzhen from behind. And then roll forward.

Two people roll off the cliff together!

Fortunately, this cliff is not a vertical cliff, there is a slope after all. They just tumbled down the steep glacier. But even so, if only the pig, he will die.

But with Yin Wanzhen's body protection and genuine Qi, it is not necessarily. This is what he expected. He estimated that he would jump over the cliff, and Yin Wanzhen would surely come up and jump with him.

It's a dangerous bet, but it's better than waiting to die.

The way he envisioned going out was just enough to get everyone out. After the spirit fusion is completed, they will be judged to have passed the second level by the immortal tree of the transmission tower, and there will be aura fluctuation of the immortal tree transmission array on them. At the same time when the eight wasteland lock dragon array collapses, they will be sent out before people die after the destruction of the array.

This method looks like dancing on the tip of a knife, but he has practiced it repeatedly in his heart, which is absolutely infallible.

There was only one, and he had to delay time for others to complete the integration of the spirit species. They'll die if they blow up the door.

He had to carry Yin Wanzhen alone for two hours and had no choice.

Of course, if he can kill Yin Wanzhen, it will be over immediately. But he knew it was impossible. It is not easy to fill the gap from the ninth grade to the sixth level.

Two people are like a big snowball, roaring down. The pig felt that the world was whirling around and couldn't tell the top, the bottom and the left. All over the body, all kinds of strong impact constantly hit, as if being hanged and beaten violently, making the whole body numb.

Even in this kind of chaos, Yin Wanzhen struggled. He finally got rid of the hook pig. When he was about to reach the bottom of the ice tongue, he put out all his strength to shake off the hook pig. He used his lightness skill to stabilize his body and slide down all the way.

Finally, he returned to the gentle snow where he had started.

Like a meteorite, Gouzhu smashed into the thick snow a hundred paces away, stirring up a mass of dust.

But he won't die. Yin Wanzhen has no doubt about his toughness. This is the hardest person he's ever seen to die. If he did not cut off his head, Yin Wanzhen would never believe that this person would die.

He walked cautiously with the sword in his hand.

Snow dust dispersed, the background of the dark night is not a hook pig, but a small and graceful shadow.

She stood in the strong wind in a heavy robe, and her neck was too wide. Her shoulder was half bare in the air. A head of hair flying wildly in the wind, showing a face as delicate as a doll.

A pair of green eyes, such as cold stars in the night sky, show a sharp murderous spirit.

”Is it you?” She took a look at Yin Wanzhen, who was coming, ”are you going to kill my master?”

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