Ever since Xiao Wuya got the blood of centuries of cultivation of the ancient Divine Phoenix, she had no strength to improve due to her congenital deficiencies.

In addition to being more skilled in phantoms, she also used her inner breath to condense her own natal spirit weapon.

The two groups of breaths with different colors quickly condensed in Xiaowuya's hands, and finally turned into two weapons.

Xiao Wuya's father and mother are Fire Phoenix and Ice Phoenix. In her body, she also inherits the bloodlines of her parents, and has the power of half fire and half ice.

These two weapons, in appearance, look like spears and shields used by soldiers on the battlefield.

Among them, Xiaowuya took the right hand, and the flashing flame was the phoenix gun, while the left hand, shaped like a shield, was the Ice Phoenix shield.

Xiao Wuya got this spear shield and her strength improved greatly.

The flaming phoenix speared out of her hand, stabs directly at one of the lightning mink.

A lightning mink flew straight out, and a smell of fur burning came suddenly.

Seeing that his companion was injured by a stroke, another lightning mink's body suddenly arched, his stubby limbs opened, and a breathtaking lightning ball spewed out of his mouth.

The lightning ball creaked and rolled in mid-air like a blue thunder, flashing the cold light of its tentacles.

Xiao Wuya didn't retreat. The Ice Phoenix in her hand went out and greeted the lightning ball.

Only the lightning ball made a crackling sound, exploded in front of the Ice Phoenix Shield, and turned into a blue-blue light and shadow.

Between the sparks of the calcium carbide, the ice phoenix of Xiaowuya has smashed on the body of the lightning mink. The coldness of the frozen bone suddenly condensed the lightning mink into an ice stack, and the fire phoenix spear bursts into two thorns. The lightning mink has turned into ice slag. .

But a few got up and fell back, and Xiao Wuya had perfectly killed the two lightning mink.

She quickly withdrew and wanted to support the dragon bag.

A sharp scream was heard in the ear. It turned out that the dragon bag had already fought fiercely with the last lightning mink.

Earlier Xiao Wuya knew that Young Master Long was a powerful alchemist, but because he could n’t learn martial arts, if he did n’t insist on asking Long Baobao halfway along, he would have to participate in the fight, Xiao Wuya

I'm afraid I won't let the dragon bag shoot.

I don't know what kind of weapon is used in the dragon bag.

Xiao Wuya looked at it, and saw a blue-green light, which was in the middle of the throat of the lightning mink.

The blue and cyan light was formed by the condensed star power of the dragon bag, a special spiritual force called martial arts attack martial arts.

Seeing the dragon bag holding a slingshot, the slingshot is just like the slingshot played by ordinary children, but its bow body is made of refined Nirvana iron, which is extremely light, and its sling rope is Made from a dragon-like dragon tendon.

With the meteor strike of the dragon bag, this bow is enough to crack a 100-pound basalt stone, and the magnitude of its power can be imagined.

When he hit it, he hit the throat of the lightning mink, and a bullet-sized blood hole was broken in his throat. The blood remained like a spring. The lightning mink only had time to twitch his limbs, and he collapsed to the ground.

Although they are all children, the little Wuya as a god beast and the dragon bag as a human have different views on killing.

Although Xiao Wuya was transformed into a human form, her body still contains the blood of the gods and animals, and she is proud and cold-blooded. In her eyes, only the boss and the little squeak are special. She is killing a fierce beast, and she won't blink in a few people.

But the dragon bag is different. When he saw a lot of blood flowing out, a mist of fog condensed on his eyes.

Xiao Wuya looked a little unbearable and was about to go forward to appease the dragon bag. How could you know that the mist in the eyes of the dragon bag quickly dissipated.

Earlier holding the slingshot, his slightly trembling fingers tightened and put away the slingshot, he said calmly.

"While Xiaoche hasn't come back, we'll deal with the fur of these animals first. These are the materials of the finest refiner."

His tone, and the image that was still shrunk earlier, was too big. Xiao Wuya couldn't help but froze for a while before she quickly stepped forward and helped the dragon bag to organize the body of the lightning mink.

The dragon bag at the moment makes Xiaowuya feel like she is reborn.

The dragon bag quickly handled the body of the lightning mink.

His fingers were covered with blood, and he wiped them off at will.

In his heart, he became more and more fearless, because he knew that one day he would use his own hands to personally leave a bloody wound on the body of Long Sihai.

Almost heart-shaped, after the dragon bag and Xiaowuya handled the first batch of lightning mink.

Xiao Xiao, who ran away, ran back quickly.

The dozens of lightning mink earlier were halfway down, and they had already been dumped by seven, seven, eight, eight, and they solved two ends. They brought three or four heads back and handed them over to Longbao and Xiaowuya.

A few trips back and forth like this, the dragon bag and Xiaowuya's men, together with the small squeaky yao, which accumulated half a second, the two people and one animal have processed more than 20 lightning mink, the number of murderous beasts they killed Also suddenly a lot.

After the last few lightning minks were resolved, there were a few more fine mink skins in the dragon bag's Qiankun bag.

"This area is almost clean. What about these small lightning minks?"

After washing this cave with blood, only the nest that Xiao Cheyo first discovered was the lightning mink.

They still closed their eyes and slept in a nest made of hay, without even knowing that their parents were dead.

For those adult beasts, dragon bags and others did not feel unbearable, but in the face of these lightning mink who had not opened their eyes, several people's faces were hesitant.

"Can you let them go, they are still so small."

Xiao Wuya suggested.

"Squeak (without the protection of the adult lightning mink, they can't survive, simply kill, there are a few points)" Xiao Xiaoyo said casually.

In the end, one person and one animal didn't discuss a reason, and simply gave the decision to the dragon bag.

Long Baobao twisted her delicate eyebrows and looked at the lightning mink who had no resistance at all.

"Let them go."

These little guys reminded him of himself.

Long Baobao said, he had to take over the hay nest. How did he know that at this moment, only a whizzing sound was heard, and a few amazing arrows shot out of the dry land reeds beside him.

Little squeaky responded quickly, and the small body rushed forward, pushing the dragon bag to the ground, avoiding the dark arrow.

The small lightning mink in the hay nest was not so lucky, and their bodies with no bones still stiffened, smashed to the ground, fragmented, and turned into vague plasma.