This yin corpse has the defensive characteristics of an earth monster. Qing Songzi's face changed drastically.

But at this time, he saw the tender green weeds being trampled, and the curved weeds formed footprints, approaching him at high speed.

Yuanshi Tianzun's attack came.

At the same time, the Yin corpse beside him let out a low growl like a beast, and threw himself violently.

With the hand-to-hand combat ability of Dead One, even the nimble Wooden Demon would never be able to retreat calmly.

The green pine nuts did not retreat, calmly retracted the knife, and grabbed a wooden stick with his left hand. The hard wooden stick suddenly became soft, turned like a propeller, and rolled into a wooden shield.

"Boom!"

Qingsongzi raised the wooden shield, lowered his waist and lowered his hips, to block the heavy punch of the Yin corpse. His eyes were always looking at the approaching footprints. a drum.

The long knife swept across, piercing through the air with a shriek.

He is confident that this knife can force Yuanshi Tianzun back. In the past few battles, Yuanshi Tianzun has never used defensive props.

And if Yuanshi Tianzun insists on exchanging injuries for injuries, he is not afraid. Ye Youshen has strong vitality and good self-healing power, but how can he compare to the Reply Warlock.

"puff"

The blade seems to have hit something, but there is no obstacle, it doesn't look like a real thing, more like it hit water?

In the next second, Qingsongzi saw the splashing water, and saw Yuanshi Tianzun who was under attack and appeared in figure. He was wearing a black robe with red flames embroidered on the hem and cuffs, and silver waves embroidered on the chest.

Ignoring the sweep of the long knife, the night wandering god thrust a 40cm long willow blade into Qingsongzi's chest fiercely.

The skills of the water ghost, he has the props of the water ghost profession, and the severe pain distorted Qingsongzi's face.

He kicked Yuanshi Tianzun into the air, blocked Yin Zong's two punches, dropped the narrow-mouthed long knife, and retreated quickly. Even though his heart was pierced, his body was still agile and flexible, like an ape who is good at climbing.

Qingsongzi's chest was bleeding profusely, and the green light condensed on the wound, trying to repair the injury, but he tried his best to slow down the bleeding.

The bleeding function of the bloodthirsty blade restrained the wood demon's response.

I didn't lose, I still have a chance to "resuscitate". When I'm on the brink of death, I can be revived at full capacity. In the next time, relying on my flexible characteristics, I can avoid the attacks of Yuanshi Tianzun and Yin Zun, and wait until the "resuscitation" is activated. .

Qingsongzi remained calm in the face of danger and quickly formulated a strategy.

And discarded the narrow-mouthed long knife, which is too heavy, and under such circumstances, it will affect his flexibility.

The wood demon's flexibility has now become his only reliance.

Suddenly, there were two muffled "bang bang" sounds from the back, Qingsongzi's shoulder blades split open, and he staggered forward.

Under attack? He looked back in surprise and anger, and saw a pair of brand new and exquisite red dancing shoes a few meters behind him, rising and falling strangely, as if an invisible person was walking in place wearing them.

Props for the Night Tourist profession? Looking at the creepy red dancing shoes, Qing Songzi's face twisted again.

A thought screamed wildly in his heart: Why does he still have props!

How can he have so many props! !

"Da da da"

The red dancing shoes came rushing forward. JrNovels.com