Seeing the Yin God attacking, Wang Hui did not know the truth, so he did not dare to fight head-on, so he avoided the attack by lightning.

Fang Tian Huaji directly hit the ground. With the tip of the Huaji as the center, all the ground within seven or eight meters around were cracked and flipped up. Not only was a big pit smashed out of the ground, but black flames also spread inside.

Wang Hui was surprised to see it and thought that this Yin God was just the strength of the Martial God Stage, but had such a powerful attack. It seemed that the Yin Spirit, which has been moistened all year round, is different. It is much more powerful than ordinary Martial God Stage warriors.

He was thinking about it when a fire suddenly flashed in front of him. The ground in front of him actually broke a small hole as thick as a bowl. A black flame poked out from it like a black poisonous snake, pounced on it and bit Wang Hui's neck.

Wang Hui hurriedly blocked with his hands. He had already put on the Tiger King Armor, so he was not afraid of ordinary magic attacks.

Who would have thought that after the black fire snake bit his arm, it actually penetrated a cold and cold breath into his body through the tiger king armor, which made him feel excited and his whole body couldn't help trembling. It felt as if his internal organs were about to be frozen, but it was also painful as if they were burned by fire.

The extremely contradictory feeling shocked him.

Although this Tiger King Armor is a precious spiritual weapon and can withstand most physical and magical attacks, there is really no way to face such a strange evil attack.

Fortunately, Wang Hui had practiced the "spiritual refining magic technique" before, and at this time, he forced himself to control the true qi with his own mental power and turned into a green snake to force the vicious aura out of his body.

Things like breath are not physical or energy, so they cannot even absorb the sea of ​​creation. They can only deal with it with invisible spiritual power and true energy.

After suffering a secret loss, Wang Hui became more careful. He not only took out the treasure bricks, but also took out the ghost-headed thunder knife.

However, he does not plan to use the White Bone Bag and the Yangxian Demon-Destroying Mirror for the time being, because this battle is a rare opportunity to train, and he cannot train his abilities with too powerful spiritual weapons.

As for the Tiger King Armor, it was just in case, and it was mainly used as defense. The attack was based on the treasure weapon ghost head thunder sword, the treasure weapon gold brick, and the magic weapon whirlwind dagger.

The Yin God saw that Wang Hui seemed to be serious, but he didn't care. He still opened and closed when attacking. The Fangtian Painted Ridge was like a black dragon. Not only was it as powerful as a rainbow, but the attack was also very strange and really difficult to deal with.

Wang Hui held the ghost-headed thunder knife in his hand and ran into the Yin God. The ground around him kept cracking, dust flying, and gravel splashing, which was very spectacular. However, these few strokes made Wang Hui feel that the tiger's mouth seemed to be cracking, and his entire shoulder was extremely sore and could hardly be lifted.

Looking at the Yin God again, he looked completely fine. It seemed that the guy's body was even more terrifying than Wang Hui's magic weapon body. He was really a monster that had been sleeping in the lower hell for thousands of years, and he didn't look like a ghost in the Martial God stage at all.

"You can't fight hard. This guy's strength is too terrifying. You'd better work it slowly and exercise your skills against the enemy." Wang Hui thought to himself secretly, swallowing a big tonic pill in his mouth. This pill can restore his physical strength, so his sore shoulders gradually began to move.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to recover, he fully utilized his advantage, constantly dodging at the speed of lightning, and at the same time, he kept calling the Yin God with the whirlwind dagger and the treasure bricks. In this way, the Yin God was tireless and was photographed by the Jin Bricks several times.

However, the body of this Yin God was too hard, and he had no choice but to slap the treasure bricks of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator to death. After slapping, it seemed as if it was all on an iron plate, which made Wang Hui at a loss.

"Do you have to use spiritual weapons?" Wang Hui knew very well that once he used the spiritual weapons, even if the Yin God was powerful, he would not be able to withstand one or two attacks. But that was really boring. The most important thing was that he could not achieve the purpose of training at all.

He was in conflict with each other, and suddenly saw a group of people coming from a distance. After seeing him, he accelerated his pace and ran.

Wang Hui noticed that there were six people in this group, four of whom were women and two men. However, one of the two men looked only seven or eight years old, and was just a child. Although the other was older, he also had a scent of a womb. Wang Hui was also puzzled, what combination is this?

"Brother Wang, do you need help?" One of the women asked, "I have a pretty look in this life and a pretty good figure. The most important thing is that the voice of the speech is very infectious, making people feel very comfortable when they hear it, and they can hardly feel resistant or disgusted.

"What is the girl?" Wang Hui avoided an attack from Yin Shen and asked without looking back.

"I'm negligent. I am Ling Yue, a disciple of Caixia Peak. I practice with Senior Sister Liu Yun, and I am her subordinate. These are all the same as me." The woman said hurriedly.

"So that's it. Since it's the one who is Liu Yun's senior sister, it's okay. Although this Yin God won't hurt me, it's better to do it together." Wang Hui couldn't refuse when he heard that it was Liu Yun's person. After all, they were here to help, not to provoke him, so there was no need to keep people from thousands of miles away.

"Hmph, I heard from Senior Sister Liu Yun that you are good at your strength, but it's just like that when you see me today. It's so hard to beat an ordinary Yin God. If you meet someone stronger, you'll be over." The one who made a cold snorkeling was the child who looked only seven or eight years old. He looked quite cute, but he was very mean.

Wang Hui was naturally dissatisfied when he heard this. He said coldly: "So, brother, can you deal with this guy alone?"

The child curled his lips and said, "I have a name, Zhang Bao! You are right. If you don't mind me stealing your opponent, I can practice it for you to see how these ghosts should deal with it."

"I don't mind, I don't mind!" Wang Hui originally thought that this child Zhang Bao was another objectionable guy and deliberately targeted him, but when he heard his words, it seemed that he really had a way to deal with this headache-provoking Yin Shen, so he lost his contempt.

"Okay, big brother, please be careful. This is how you fight this kind of Yin God!" After Zhang Bao finished speaking, he jumped out, and then he saw him use his body technique to run around the Yin God.

Zhang Bao's speed is much worse than Wang Hui, so this behavior did not make Wang Hui feel anything surprising.

However, what happened next made Wang Hui stunned. The Yin God's attack was still weird and powerful. However, every time Zhang Bao could dodge it easily, and it was not very laborious. If you observe carefully, you will find that he did not just speed up, but looked at the right time to suddenly change the speed, which made the Yin God very uncomfortable.

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