"When" With a loud bang, the hammer slammed into the upside-down bell, and the monk hiding in the bell saw the hammer roaring, and the spiritual power of his whole body desperately sent to the bell.
In terms of momentum, he had already lost, lost completely, lost so much that there was no room to turn over, he opened his eyes wide and looked out of the big bell, looking at the terrible humanoid violent female cultivator with the power of the hammer and the bell, straightened her waist, and picked up the hammer again.
Is she still a monk, is she still a human, hasn't she exhausted all her spiritual power, or does she just ignore it, even if it affects her cultivation and progression.
The black hammer head is far away from the big clock, but a more dangerous feeling hits the heart, seeing the black hammer head frozen in the air not far away, the sharp eyes fall on a certain place in the talisman bell.
The feeling of palpitations spread from the heart to the whole body at once, the first time he felt a chill in his hands and feet, and there was cold air seeping out of his body all over his body, and even the tips of his fingers couldn't help but tremble, the only weakness of the talisman bell, no, it was the only relative weakness, did she find it His eyes shrank suddenly, and he stood up from inside the big bell, and saw that the slender figure once again burst out with all its strength, and his eyes no longer stayed on the terrifying hammer head, but looked at the nun in the eyes.
Hibiscus rescued the frail bird from the locking nail, the pain of the process was inevitable, his eyes were so peaceful that there was no emotion or warmth, and the process in his hands was clean and neat.
The bird lay weakly on the ground, its body lying together to show that it was in great pain, but its eyes were wide open, and it looked behind him, and there was more than just stormy waves.
As soon as his hand was flipped, there was an extra jade bottle in his palm, and the voice of the hibiscus fell directly into Cainiao's mind: "This elixir can make your body better, at least temporarily relieve the pain of the body." ” The bird didn't move, didn't respond at all, it just stared dead behind him, at the battle.
Mu Hibiscus didn't look back, but just released more spiritual power to protect his body, blocking himself and the colorful bird in front of him.
He didn't want to look back, he didn't want to look at Zhang Xiaohan's anger, he didn't want to see her anger gaffe under her anger, his hand was slightly loosened, and the elixir rolled down the throat like a colorful bird.
But he didn't want to look at it anymore, and he couldn't help but feel the terrifying pressure behind him, and he couldn't help but feel the heartache in his heart, he finally turned around slowly, and saw the slender body raising the huge hammer.
The valley is empty, only the spiritual power is tyrannical and churning, the enormity of the emptiness is in stark contrast with the slender body, strong and weak, wide and small, her slender hibiscus eyes stared at Zhang Xiaohan's back, the figure who picked up the hammer was weak In the depths of memory, the scenes since the acquaintance passed in front of me like a stream, laughing heartily, gradually replaced by a calm gaze, talking without scruples, and gradually turning into the same calm thinking, the decision to shoulder the burden, until the person in front of him who was full of violence.
He stared at the back, although there was only a back, although there was still so much distance between them, but he felt the spiritual power fluctuations coming from that figure, and he never wanted to show his inner feelings easily, and there was a tingling in his eyes.
The person in front of her, the person standing in mid-air and picking up the giant hammer, the meridians in her body have been broken, she is already like the end of a strong crossbow, or close to the end of a strong crossbow.
He impulsively wanted to rush over, wanted to stop her, wanted to break the body of the person for her, but his body was motionless, standing in place, standing next to the colorful bird he had promised to protect, and the pain in his eyes was only fleeting.
Song Chensha was closer to Zhang Xiaohan, but under Zhang Xiaohan's anger and brilliance, no one noticed him, he was also suffering from the raging spiritual power, Zhang Xiaohan's rage, but like a flat boat in the turbulent sea that would not turn over, he stood motionless in his position.
His heart was as painful as Zhang Xiaohan, and he completely felt how sad Zhang Xiaohan was, and how he wanted to vent, even if he was hurt because of it.
The heart is as it is felt, and the body is the same as what it receives.
At that time, he was the same.
He forced himself to sink into the foul and smelly underground, forced himself to stop all the reactions of his body, forced himself to forget something, whether it was joy or pain, and even forced himself to refine and merge the Zhuxian Bow.
If it weren't for the fact that there was such a very small piece of pure land in his heart, if he didn't have a little memory that could be worth it, he might have lost himself a long time ago, and his soul would have been controlled by the immortal weapon a long time ago.
He stood motionless, looking at a figure as lonely as he was, just silently, ready to rush over at any moment, able to protect her firmly after her outburst.
Time seemed to stand still, and all eyes were staring at the delicate and powerful figure in mid-air in the stillness of the body, and in this stillness, there was only a small body that rushed towards Zhang Xiaohan like a meteor.
The hammer had gathered all its strength, and its angry and calm eyes were fixed on the only weak spot in the bell, the hammer whistling.
The monk inside the bell stood up, his spiritual power desperately urging the bell to release the most powerful defense, his eyes fixed on the figure of the nun, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The hammer gradually enlarged in his vision, and he seemed to be able to see the weakness in those angry and cold eyes, and he pushed his hands violently, and the moment the hammer made contact with the bell, the bell slammed into the hammer.
The big bell was lifted and slammed towards Zhang Xiaohan, and the hammer hit the weak point of the big bell hard, and the huge vibration made fine cracks appear on the big clock's body, and then shattered one by one, but it also made the hammer held by Zhang Xiaohan come out of his hand, and his body seemed to lose control and flew backwards.
This is the time The monk who was hiding flew out of the fragments at the same time, his speed was faster than Zhang Xiaohan, who was flying upside down, and he caught up with Zhang Xiaohan in a flash.
The four eyes were facing each other, even in the upside-down flight, Zhang Xiaohan's eyes did not let go of the figure hiding in the big bell, even in the impact of the hammer caused by the shock of the blood surge, she did not forget the threat of the opponent.
The cruel grin was magnifying, and Zhang Xiaohan's eyes suddenly turned into bright purple light.
The remaining purple qi surged out and spread on her hand, making her white and slender right hand show a purple glow, and her upside-down figure suddenly stopped, and her slender palm met it without hesitation.
"Hahahaha Ascended Monk, don't you know the restraint of the Nine Domains Monk against the Ascended Monk" The smug laugh echoed between the valleys, and the small figure that was flying towards Zhang Xiaohan suddenly stopped. t1706231537: