After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

The wild boar, which was more than two feet tall, had its back arched high, and the thorns on the back were hunting in the wind.

With a pout of hooves, the fierce and domineering arrows shot out like rain!

In an instant, a large piece was picked up.

The group of monks who rushed in front were the first to die.

"Fuck me!"

【Pig killed XXX】

【Pig killed XXX】

【Pig killed XXX】

Following the second wave of indiscriminate shooting, Liu Xinwen raised his hand and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Get down! Get down!"

Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing hurriedly lay down on the spot.

The thorns on this wild boar do not know how long they are. They are like scattered meteors. They shoot straight at each other. They are extremely sharp. Anyone who runs slower will be stabbed to death on the spot without exception. .

A group of elites from the three religions, being beaten up by a wild boar, is really a novel experience.

Seeing this shouting, a certain young Confucian Xiu silently burst into tears.

Think of him as a rookie of the Lumen School, a successor of the Suspension Technique, holding a sword across the entire Confucian Sect, from the north to the north, to the south to the South Huozhou, with a sword and singing, and was killed by a wild boar in this fantasy today!

"Since I entered Confucianism, I have never suffered such a shameful humiliation QAQ!"

In the midst of this tragic battle, there was still a strong-headed man who did not believe in evil. He took a step forward, raised his hand in a heroic manner, and threw out a flying sword, shouting, "Go!"

The flying sword made a loud noise, and shot towards the pig stomach as fast as a meteor.

In the eyes of everyone's expectations, Feijian made a loud noise with a fearless momentum, and went straight to the porcupine!

when-

"Have you hit?" Fang Lingqing looked up cautiously.

Qiao Wan looked serious: "No."

As soon as it hit the pork belly, Feijian broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Jian Xiu, who was still full of lofty ambitions just now, froze in disbelief, as if he did not expect his flying sword to be so brittle!

This... This is the flying sword that he finally refined in the secret realm. He has been refining it for two days!

Is this still a wild boar? This is the King Kong Indestructible God Pig raised in the Great Bright Hall, right?

The young man's face was ashen, shaky, and his expression was miserable. Even Qi Feidao couldn't help but be moved slightly, watching the young Jianxiu follow in the footsteps of the seniors, heroically turning into the most brilliant meteor in the sky.

Seeing that all kinds of magic weapons were greeted, they basically did not deal much damage, and everyone collapsed a little.

"No! Can't take it down! Withdraw!"

A team leader of Zhan Yunfeng hissed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the panicked cry of his teammates: "There is a sneak attack!"

"It's from Taixuanguan! It's from Taixuanguan!"

"Can't get out!"

This has been the third day, and the cultivators present basically spontaneously grouped together according to the sect and were assigned to the camp.

Since they can't take down this mountain paste, the monks have a change in their minds, so let's steal a wave of people's heads while the chaos!

So, they resolutely aimed the artillery fire at their opponents.

rush! Kill these bald donkeys in Fanxin Temple/Taixuan Temple, the Yaodao in Chaotianling/Chongde Ancient Garden, and the sour Confucianism in Shandao Academy! Even if you can't get the 800 points yourself, you will never let your opponent get it!

In the blink of an eye, the smoke and mist rolled, the five-color sword lights soared up and down, and the plastic alliance was instantly shattered.

This battle of pushing BOSS, forcibly turned into a big melee regardless of you and me.

not far away.

In the fog, two men and one woman walked hand in hand.

The male cultivator is carrying a giant sword and has a calm demeanor, while the female cultivator has a clear and ethereal temperament.

Hearing the faint screams coming from his ears, Meng Canglang slowed his footsteps, his face slightly shocked, "What happened there?"

"Mountain cream." Bai Shanhu was calm, "It's about three quarters of an hour before Illusory Realm closes. If anyone doesn't have enough points, they will definitely attack this spirit beast."

Not far away, it was obvious that the spirit beast was fighting hard for the sake of it.

Having said that, Bai Shanhu's face was very alienated and indifferent, and he obviously didn't have much interest in mountain cream.

Meng Canglang nodded slightly, and withdrew his gaze, but did not show any interest in going up to get a foot.

However, unlike Bai Shanhu's indifferent temperament, Meng Canglang, the gentle and refined Canglang sword, thinks more and is more considerate.

From entering the illusion until now, the two of them and Xie Xingzhi have always been at the top of the rankings, and the illusion will be closed in three quarters of an hour.

However, not everyone is so considerate.

Just like the arrogant and pine-like man beside them.

The word "mountain cream" jumped to his ears, Xie Xingzhi stopped, pursed his mouth, changed direction silently, raised his sword light, turned around and left, a black booklet faintly revealed under the sleeves of his elegant robe , when the wind blows, you can vaguely see "mountain cream", two big characters with strong strokes, steep and straight.

Only Meng Canglang was stunned for half a second.

This seems to be a record of Xie Daoyou's execution of evil, right?

Thinking of yesterday's news that Xie Xingzhi singled out Shanpao and returned without injury.

Meng Canglang slowly showed a hesitant expression.

Fellow Daoist Xie, did you record the name of a pig in the record of Zhuxie?

The famous Gujian Xie Xingzhi, in his small book of revenge, wrote down a pig seriously, stroke by stroke, who would believe it if he said it!

"Aren't you going to steal?" Fang Lingqing asked Qiao Wan, dumbfounded, "How do you steal in this situation?"

In the current situation, even being alive is a problem. Who will tell him how to steal it? !

Liu Xinwen was relatively calm: "Do you have a solution for fellow Daoist Lu?"

Qiao Wan held her breath and said, "There is a way, but there is a way, but there are too many people here, so we have to find a way to steal this pig first."

No matter how thick the skin of this mountain is, if so many monks are present to push it together, it will be a matter of time before it is pushed down.

If you want to monopolize the 800 points, you have to steal it.

Thanks to the blessing of forging her body in the compass before, Qiao Wan made a rough comparison. In terms of rough skin and thick meat, she might not lose to this pig. At this time, it reflects the importance of a T!

She went to carry the damage of the mountain cream, Fang Lingqing Qi Fei said they took advantage of the chaos to output.

Fang Lingqing looked confused: "Steal?"

Qiao Wan: "Pull it to a place where no one else is, otherwise so many people will divide this head?"

The 800 points are divided equally by everyone, and there is not much left when it is evenly distributed to everyone.

Liu Xinwen has always been decisive in his work. Hearing this, he responded quickly.

Can't be divided, absolutely can't be divided.

But before stealing the pig out, there is one more thing that must be asked.

"If I stole this mountain paste," Qi Feidao said solemnly, "Can you guarantee that you can take it down?"

"I can't guarantee ten percent." Qiao Wan glanced at Qi Fei and said, "But sixty or seventy percent should be there."

Qi Feidao raised his eyes.

The eyes met briefly.

Without waiting for Qi Feidao to speak, Liu Xinwen made a final decision, "Okay, then follow what Daoyou Lu said."

If you really can't beat it at that time, you can always run away when you turn around and run?

After formulating the combat goals, everyone gathered for a while, discussed the combat plan, and took the lead in launching Fang Lingqing.

The young man was dressed in white, and the hairband on the back of his head fluttered in the wind. From a distance, it looked like a new pine tree. Just thinking of the battle plan just made, Fang Lingqing's eyes twitched slightly.

This... can it work? Does it look good anyway? !

As soon as he turned his head, a jet-black head stuck out from the bushes. The young man stared at a green leaf with a paralyzed face. Together with the unshaven Qi Feidao, he shamelessly tilted his head to show his cuteness and made a gesture.

"come on."

The corners of Fang Lingqing's eyes twitched even more, and she bit her head and opened her mouth to start reciting poetry.

As a disciple of the word "li" in Chongde Ancient Garden, I still have the ability to write a poem on the spot.

This time, the poetic imagery in Fang Lingqing's mouth is mainly a car driving a phoenix chariot.

Poems sympathize with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a cloud of mist and auspicious clouds scattered in the sky, an extremely beautiful car driving down from the sky, surrounded by white cranes flying, and the bells are bursting, like a fairy and a phoenix.

The monks who were still fighting hard looked up and were stunned.

What is this? Why is there still a car, who pulled it over? !

"superior."

Qi Feidao silently compared his mouth to Qiao Wan, kicked his straw sandals on the ground, and stomped behind him.

The man's eyes were instantly sharp and his expression solemn.

Qimen Dunjia Open!

Before the cultivators present came back to their senses, an earth dragon roared out along with the car! The flag of Luan moved, the dust billowed, and the dragon roared around the chariot. While everyone was stunned, the phoenix chariot descended slowly, and then—resolutely lifted the wild boar and rolled away!

Qiao Wan was overjoyed and immediately followed up with his sword: "It's done!"

Under the watchful eyes of the public, several people carried a pig Sa Yazi and ran all the way, leaving only a wisp of dust and smoke and a bell sound dissipating in the air.

After half a second, a sudden realization and exclamation sounded in place.

"pig!"

"Under/trail/poor monk's pig!"

"The pig was carried away by Fang Lingqing and the others!"

The various sects looked at each other for a second with dumbfounded expressions, and immediately reacted, chasing after raising their swords!

"Put the pig down!"

"Keep your life or keep the pig!"

The mourning continued: "Fellow Daoist! Keep pigs under the car!"

Looking back at the billowing dust and smoke, Fang Lingqing stumbled under his feet. While running against the wind, he resolutely abandoned his elegant self-restraint and demeanor, and frantically complained: "I've said it before, who would use a phoenix chariot to pick up a pig!"

Qi Feidao made a sharp turn, with a seal on his hand, Qimen Dunjia·mu.

Pa Pa Pa threw a few wooden stakes to block the way of everyone behind, the man rubbed his chin: "Don't you think this scene looks familiar?"

Fang Lingqing complained irritably: "I can't imagine anyone using a phoenix to pick up a pig."

Qi Feidao frowned and thought: "It's like..."

Following behind the car, Qiao Wan, who fluttered her legs quickly, suddenly felt a throbbing in her heart.

"It's especially like that Demon Territory Princess!" The man held his fist in his right hand and suddenly realized: "Just that Qiao Wan! Kunshan Qiao Wan! The one who was picked up by Mei Kangping."

After speaking, Qi Feidao smiled brightly, before he forgot to ask for advice from his neighbor: "Friend Lu, do you think it looks like it?"

Qiao Wan, who was galloping at a high speed, slipped.

"Fellow Daoist Lu?" This was Qi Feidao.

"Lu Cixian" is Fang Lingqing.

Under the astonished eyes of the two of them, the Demon Emperor Ji Qiao Wan, who was picked up by Feng Nian, did not change his expression, and answered against his will, "Like, especially like."

Help, it's so hard to cover the vest! QAQ

The speed of the car was 200 yards all the way, and in a blink of an eye, he pulled the pig and rushed to the destination - a nearby teleportation array.

Liu Xinwen, who had been in front of the teleportation array for a long time, was overjoyed: "Steal it back?!"

"Steal back, sit tight!" Qi Feidao raised his lips and smiled, "Let's go!"

Towing the car, everyone jumped to the teleportation formation together.

one two Three!

send!

As soon as the teleportation formation lit up, Fang Lingqing and Qiao Wan pulled the pig and rolled around twice. When they looked up, they saw the fog filled the air, and a string of crystal drops of water hung on the grass in front of them.

Great, no one!

"What are you still doing?" Liu Xinwen saw that there was no one left and right, and quickly waved his hands to command, "Why don't you come up soon?"

exactly!

Everyone woke up like a dream.

Although the teleportation circle is random, the illusion is so big. When the army of pig-killers arrives, if anyone teleports here, as long as they use the jade card to contact their own sect, they will kill the pig. pregnancy.

Liu Xinwen looked at Qiao Wan: "Fellow Daoist Lu."

Qiao Wan understood, turned around and instructed in a deep voice: "After I get up, you guys go up again, don't get too close to it."

Sword II · Offensive.

Seeing that Qiao Wan picked up the sword and rushed up like this, Fang Lingqing and Qi Feidao's eyebrows jumped in place, and they were still a little puzzled.

This... can it work?

There is no robe to add to the body, and there is no magic weapon to protect it, just like that?

Originally, the archer was happily arching, but he was caught off guard and carried away by a car driver. Shanpao was still in a daze, but suddenly there was a young cultivator in front of him.

Who is this?

The wild boar kicked its back hooves impatiently.

No matter, the arch is it!

With a bow, the thorns on the back burst out!

Qiao Wan clenched her sword tightly and held her breath.

Whether she was offended in the five-element compass was worth it depends on now.

Thorn went straight to Qiao Wan, and Fang Lingqing's heart suddenly raised in his throat.

But the expected picture of the boy being pricked into a hedgehog by a thorn did not appear.

As soon as the thorns hit the boy's body, it seemed to have hit some extremely hard iron plate, and was swept away by the sword light, and all fell down!

Seeing this, Qiao Wan held her breath, and her consciousness quickly followed.

One condensate, one twist, one poke.

In the fantasy world, the consciousness was suppressed a lot, and it was impossible to be as relaxed and comfortable as controlling a beast, but Qiao Wan thought that it would be no problem for the boss to be in chaos when the consciousness led the boss.

Along with Shanyao's restless roar, thorns greeted Qiao Wan one by one.

Qiao Wan was slightly relieved, and it turned out that she had made the right bet.

Forged body?

Qi Feidao opened his eyes slightly.

The monks in this illusion are not incapable of cultivation, but they are the first ones with thick skin like Lu Cixian.

Lu Cixian's body forging has improved again? Could this be his adventure in the past two days?

The youth's figure is as strong and elegant as the wind and snow, but this skin is more sturdy and durable than wild boars.

Thinking of this, while Qi Feidao was speechless, the scene in front of the Great Bright Hall's mountain gate involuntarily appeared in front of him.

Lu Cixian knelt on the ground, his whole body and limbs were covered with terrifying blood holes.

At that time, all the monks in the Hall of Brightness were gathered in the Hall of Bright Heart. If he hadn't been reluctant to bear the strange symbols in Lu Cixian's head, he would have held hands, and this young man would not have survived now.

After only a few days of work, Qi Feidao's head twitched slightly, not surprised.

First, he won Xiaofang on Huazuo Peak, and here he has improved a lot in his body forging. Although he has not seen any improvement in his realm, the speed of the young man in front of him is really amazing.

"Stupid?!" Liu Xinwen roared, "Go!"

Qiao Wan opened the blame, and the divine sense condensed into a thin line, dragging this divine sense, responsible for attracting hatred to himself, behind, Fang Lingqing Qi Feidao quickly output.

There were cultivators of various sects at the front, and under the rush of output from everyone, after a while, the wild boar more than 20 feet tall in front of him finally showed a little tiredness, and his body was red.