A ball of silt was scattered on the ground, and soon condensed into a human form again, pounced on the old man in front of him again.

The old man's powerful fireballs rushed straight to the two balls of mud.

The fireball seemed to have eyes, and the two balls of mud had tried their best to avoid it, but they would still be injured by the fireball. The muddy body was also dried into mud. As long as you move a little, there would be broken pieces of soil constantly going down.

Lose.

This move can be said to have strangled the lives of the two of them and restrained the skills they practiced.

"What should I do? If this continues, it will be dawn." The voice asked in a sharp voice.

The one who started the lead thought for a moment: "Let's go separately, I will hold back the old man, you will attack Wuming. Today's task must be completed!"

The companion responded, and the two balls of mud rushed straight to the old man again.

But this time they learned to be smart and not long after they were fighting with the old man, one of them escaped successfully with the help of his partners. Countless tentacles broke out from the muddy body and attacked Wuming on the bed!

Seeing this, the old man wanted to come forward to stop him. Another intruder had already wisely trapped the old man with his tentacles all over his body.

He ignored the sparks that broke out from the old man's body, and the tentacles that tied the old man's body kept drying and hardening, and then shattered. But if one tentacle was gone, the next one would be wrapped up immediately, without letting the old man break free.

Possibility.

The old man who was forced to do so could only say harsh words: "If you don't let go, you will die at my hands. Is it worth it to die for Zhuritang?!"

The mud man didn't speak, but the tentacles were more and more pestering the old man.

The old man became even more angry when he saw this. He looked inside his Dantian and looked at his little spiritual power, and sighed in his heart.

After today, he may become a complete useless person.

Another mud man had approached Wuming. Seeing that the terrible tentacle was about to fall on Wuming, he wrapped him in and swallowed him into the abyss. The old man could no longer care about so much, and gritted his teeth and began to urge him to finally get the spirit.

force.

Just think of it as repaying the kid's life-saving grace to save himself, but unfortunately, the person he had been waiting for for hundreds of years was finally unable to see.

The old man closed his eyes and covered the regret in his eyes.

The mud man who controlled him felt that the old man's body temperature was getting higher and higher, and he could tolerate it, but now the growth rate of tentacles can no longer keep up with the speed of breaking and disappearing.

He also found that he was just slightly closer to the old man's part and had begun to quickly turn from mud to ordinary soil!

If this continues, he will really die!

Realizing this, the mud man who was originally fearless of life and death immediately became panicked.

This time, without waiting for the old man to ask, he had already started to struggle and wanted to get rid of the old man.

But it was too late now, the old man was closely connected with him, and the spiritual energy in his body turned into flames all over his body.

The mud man screamed, but he couldn't break free. He could only be pulled to Wuming by the bed by the old man.

At this moment, Wuming had been swallowed by another mud man, and his waist had been deeply trapped in the mud.

The old man knew that once Wuming was swallowed up, there would be no such person in this world.

He immediately stopped keeping it and continued to activate the few remaining spiritual energy...

"uncle?"

A voice called the old man back to his senses. He turned his head and looked over. It turned out that his nephew had woken up at some point and actually crawled out from under the bed!

The mud man, who was restrained by the old man, noticed the loosening of this powerful spiritual energy. He immediately realized that this was a rare opportunity and quickly shouted to his companion: "Get rid of that child together!"

"No, stop!" The old man decisively let go of the mud man behind him and quickly headed towards the child.

But the two were too far apart. By the time he was acting, the tentacles of another mud man had already fallen in front of the child.

The old man widened his eyes and looked at the scene in despair and horror, as if he wanted to keep the child's last appearance deep in his mind.

But the next second, the tentacles, as fast as a sharp sword, stopped just now.

The mud man in front of the bed tilted his head strangely, as if he was wondering why the tentacles didn't listen to his orders.

"Why..." He didn't even have time to spit out the last word "thing", and was kicked out of the house by a huge force!

Looking at the big hole that was smashed on the wall, the old man opened his mouth, his expression even more confused than that of the child.

But what made him even more confused was still behind him.

Wuming was only half swallowed after all. After the mud man was kicked away, he slid out of the other party's stomach.

The man who was still hiding behind the old man realized that the situation was not good, turned around and wanted to escape.

But he was one step slower after all. The ice spirit energy from somewhere quickly swept across his body. This was even more frightening than the previous fire spirit power. However, after a few breaths, the thick ice layer had already sucked him.

The whole person was wrapped in it, making him unable to move at all.

The one who was kicked out of the house was not spared. He was frozen into ice one step earlier than the one in the house.

The old man was shocked by everything in front of him. He didn't expect that this battle, which was destined to end in tragedy, would end so quickly, or end with the opponent's defeat.

A figure slowly leaned into him, and the old man soon realized that this was the one who had just helped them.

The old man turned his head and looked over. Because he was carrying a light on his back, he could not see the appearance of the visitor clearly, but he smelled the elixir with fragrance in her hand first.

"Rejuvenation Pill, the best grade." Sang Ying spit out these words and stuffed the pill into the old man's hand.

She could see that the person in front of her who was in a state of embarrassment had reached the point where the oil was exhausted. If he had not had this rejuvenation pill, it would be a problem whether he could survive today.

When the old man heard the female voice, his heart trembled. He did not refuse the kindness of the party, after all, he was also very clear about his current situation.

After tremblingly stretching out his hand to stuff the spiritual pill into his mouth, he felt the amazing magical effect of the top-grade Rejuvenation Pill. The old man only felt that his dry and dead dantian was revitalized again, and the meridians in his body were also nourished, no longer as

I kept having dull pain in the past.

He was still lamenting his good luck, and Sang Ying lowered her head and looked at the old man and asked: "Dare you dare to ask if your surname is Duan?"

The old man paused, and he suddenly looked up, trying to see the woman in front of him from the backlight shadow.

He asked in a trembling voice: "Are you Sang Ying? Liuguang Sword Sect, Sang Ying?"

“Yes, I am.”

Tears in the old man's eyes instantly burst out.


Chapter completed!