After the viewer finished sending the summons to Feijian, Yang Shuilan also carefully inspected this area. Her understanding of witchcraft and beasts was beyond the comparison of Chu Qing'er and other younger generations. She was sure that witchcraft beasts would not appear nearby, and she used water to arrange soundproofing while waving her hand. Prohibition.
"There are at least two ghost witch beasts and the remnant soul of a shaman master hidden in the ancient ruins. The ghost witch beasts that attacked me on the way were slightly weaker. I should be able to find the real entrance to the ancient ruins before the Earth Protector arrives."
"Ghost Witch Beast? I didn't notice that there was ghost energy left here."
Zhang Wenfeng was a little confused. He was very sensitive to ghost energy, and even a trace of it could not be hidden from his perception.
Yang Shuilan explained: "It is made from the body and remnant soul of a high-level witch beast. It is similar to a puppet. The witch beast is painted with 'ghost witch curse patterns', which suppresses the ghost energy in the body and reduces the intelligence. The benefits are He obeys orders, is not afraid of death, and is difficult to kill."
"What are the weaknesses of the Ghost Witch Beast? For example, its eyes."
Zhang Wenfeng asked. He had killed the Earthworm Witch Beast before and knew how difficult those behemoths were.
Yang Shuilan shook his head: "The ghost witch is half ghost and half demon. Its eyes are not its fatal weakness. If I fight against the ghost witch later, I will find the 'curse pattern' node on the ghost's body in a short time. , and marked with blue light dots, you rush to attack within three or two breaths, and the curse pattern nodes can be transferred."
"Understood."
"The incense power accumulated in my body is seriously insufficient. If I encounter a sneak attack by a ghost, wizard, or beast, I may transform and run away to avoid its sharp edge. Lu Zijin has tempered his body well, and he has learned the thunder method. Step forward and challenge the Ghost Witch Beast head-on. Master, please take care of yourself and be ready to launch a powerful attack when I highlight the weakness of the Ghost Witch Beast."
Yang Shuilan explained carefully that she couldn't collect enough incense, and she used a lot to teach Zhou Zhi last time, so she couldn't fully display her strength.
Donkey glanced at Yang Shuilan, whose appearance was completely different, and nodded dully.
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message: "Lu Zijin, please don't make any mistakes. The connection between Yang Shuilan and Lezi is broken. The Earth Protector said that the marriage line between them is not broken, so don't interfere blindly."
Donkey's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said through the message: "Uh... Guanzhu, please tell me more specifically? How come the connection is so disconnected?"
It and the old lame drink together in the same jar, and exchange insults and insults.
Yang Shuilan said Jueyan on the bank of the Yaxi River that day. It watched with the viewer. It had long buried in its heart the idea of venting its anger on the old cripple. However, it was not strong enough, so it kept waiting.
Zhang Wenfeng briefly mentioned Yang Shuilan's gift of rare body-building ointment to Lezi and his change of attitude. The donkey said, "I understand, I understand." As an outsider, he really shouldn't get involved in other people's housework.
Yang Shuilan saw that the donkey looked at her differently. She knew exactly what was going on and was too lazy to say anything more. However, she saw the viewer take out a few dull gold fragments from his sleeves.
"This is the fragment of Wei Yan's golden body that was obtained from Shui Qiu Tan Water Prison. Can you see if it can be used?"
Zhang Wenfeng carried several fragments with his magic power and sent them away.
Yang Shuilan was not polite. She waved her sleeves and collected all the fragments. For her, it was like giving timely help. She smiled and said: "The fragments of the former Water God's golden body are of the same origin, so they are suitable for use. Just wait for me for a moment."
The water mist surged up, covering her figure, and a dull blue light flickered.
Zhang Wenfeng and Donkey were guarding each other on the left and right, guarding against sneak attacks by ghosts and witches underground.
More than a quarter of an hour later, Yang Shuilan walked out of the mist. Her expression showed no change, and she said with a smile: "Let's hurry up and find the entrance to the monument. I can use some special magical powers, so don't worry about spending too much."
Two people and one donkey walked out of the restricted area and disappeared into the dark cracks in the ground.
After a long time, a huge dark head poked out of the stone wall, and a subtle old voice sounded: "Mrs. Jin, forget it, that bitch is not easy to mess with, let's hide, she will be hard to find."
"Where can we hide? She'll find the entrance sooner or later. We're stuck in this damn place and can't go anywhere. Why don't we work together to kill that water goddess bitch, take her body away, and still have a chance to see the light of day again."
An old woman's voice came faintly from the ground.
The old man seemed to sigh, "Let's wait until she is found. Give me some time. This ghost witch beast can advance to the fourth level. At this stage, there are not many fourth-level monks outside."
The old woman sneered sharply: "You have attracted the attention of both parties. Will they give you time?"
"I don't want to quarrel with you, not because you... forget it, it's boring."
"You yourself are greedy and want to devour the monks, but you blame it on me. Oh, shameless old pervert, if it hadn't been for you back then, I would have ended up in the miserable state that I am in now? You are talking, why don't you say it? Damn it, you bitch, you old bastard..."
The old woman's angry and changed tone of filial piety was faintly floating in the air.
More than five hundred years ago, Chen Zhima was going through a lot of troubles, but the old man was silent again.
The dark head disappeared into the stone wall.
Yang Shuilan searched along the large and small cracks in the ground for more than an hour. Wherever she walked, there were traces of water seeping into the ground, up and down, intertwining into an invisible huge network. She stood at the end of a crack in the ground. , silent for a moment, a water feather sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed the sword against the dark ground.
"Goo!"
A huge black shadow slammed down from above, suppressing it with unparalleled power.
The donkey neighed, leaped into the air with four hooves, and crashed upwards. The lightning around its body was like a cloud, illuminating a bright silver color in the darkness. It was also clear that the person launching the sneak attack from above was a huge black witch toad. His body was covered in lumps and swollen with poisonous mist.
Zhang Wenfeng drew his sword and pushed it forward. The sword's intention passed by and the strange spell of tearing apart the ghost witch toad was shocking. He heard Yang Shuilan's voice transmission in his ears: "Left, the ground!"
Yang Shuilan's sword struck in front, and the water roared, blasting out an irregular hole that was dark and filled with cold air. However, her figure had disappeared from the spot, hidden in the water mist she had specially arranged.
Zhang Wenfeng twisted his body, dodged into the air and pressed against the stone wall, dodging the sneak attack of a black light. He noticed the ghostly aura, and stabbed the bronze sword diagonally downward in his hand. The sword aura made a "bang" sound like it was stabbed into a tough stone. The object bounced away.
"It's the ghost witch pangolin. This thing is difficult to deal with. You have to pester it first. Be careful that there is another earth witch hiding in the dark."
Yang Shuilan sent a message to remind.
Stones in the air fell like raindrops, and the donkey and the three-foot-sized Ghost Witch Toad collided and fought together. The sound of "Peng Peng" was heard endlessly, and the movement was violent. The silver thunder light fiercely entangled the Ghost Witch Toad, and it burned like "Chicha". "There was an explosion, and the smell was scorching.
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"Ghost Witch Toad, weak point, belly!"
As Yang Shuilan's voice came, Zhang Wenfeng, who was fighting with the pangolin on the ground, flew into the sky, moved sideways and dodged a cold black light attack, and swung the bronze sword in his hand.
Two sword energies of different colors pierced the air and roared loudly.
"Pfft", he caught up with the ghost witch toad that crashed into the stone wall, and penetrated a trace of bluish water on its gray-black belly.
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