Facing the hundreds of poisonous water arrows and billowing poison, he raised his hand and waved it away.

“Hoo ho ho!

!”

A piece of brown rag swelled directly into the wind and contained all the venom arrows!

The divine wind roars and blows away the poisonous fog!

Longqie Zhenren's Fengshen bag became a defensive magic weapon in his hands!

"Wind God Bag!"

"How come you have Long Qiezhen's natal magic weapon?"

The hundred-eyed toad exclaimed in surprise and confusion.

I remembered that Li Feiyu had been saying that Master Long Qie could not come.

I finally started to believe that something happened to Long Qie!

Otherwise, even the natal magic weapon would not appear in the hands of other monks!

suddenly!

There was a drumming sound in its ears!

A wave of dizziness came to mind.

The hundreds of densely opened eyes on the back seemed to be hypnotized, and they slowly closed their eyes.

No fixed drum!

The hundred-eyed toad suddenly woke up, but it was too late. Peng! Peng! In the blink of an eye, blood mist erupted from his back one after another.

The hundreds of eyes that were so densely packed that it made one's scalp numb when looking at them, pus and blood flowed out!
Chapter completed!