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Let the mysterious beast crystal core in this eagle-faced ferocious beast benefit her poor little white squirrel!
?? Qiao Mu¡¯s eyes moved, and a dim light passed by.
The absorbed mysterious force in his hand instantly sucked the unprepared eagle-faced mysterious beast inside the thunder shield to his feet.
"Ouch!" The eagle-faced beast roared angrily and was about to lift its wings to flap over.
The little monk who had been silently touching the Buddha's handprint quickly stretched out his small palm and flicked it. A golden "swastika" hit the head of the eagle-faced beast that rose up to show off its ferocity.
There was a loud "bang", and the poor eagle-faced beast was pressed to the ground by the "swastika" mark.
Qingluan flew forward in a hurry, and without any explanation, he struck two swords at the eagle-faced beast.
"Keep its head." Qiao Mu reminded slightly anxiously, and Qingluan stopped his hand and lifted the eagle-faced beast with only one breath left.
Qiao Mu had no expression on his face, and with a slight flash of the Jinghong Dagger in his hand, he directly cut open the large head of the eagle-faced beast, and cut out a red crystal core from it.
This mysterious beast crystal core is more ruddy and outstanding than any crystal core she has seen before. It is like a ruby, exuding light in her hand.
The darker the color of the crystal core, the higher the grade of the mysterious beast. This crystal core is enough to be worth a hundred ordinary tenth-level mysterious beast crystal cores.
Qiao Mu was in a slightly better mood and directly put the mysterious beast crystal core into the inner realm first.
The old Taoist who was still in the thunder shield was filled with rage as he watched helplessly as his mysterious beast had its brain cut open and its crystal core taken out.
It is impossible to break through the thunder shield and react.
His mysterious beast is completely dead!
When the mysterious beast dies, it will inevitably bite its owner. This time, the old Taoist was seriously injured
He was anxious, angry and resentful. A mouthful of old blood spurted out instantly, and his face turned as white as gold paper.
"Ah!!" The old Taoist roared angrily.
He never thought that he would encounter such a disaster just by personally solving a little village girl.
Did he underestimate the enemy, or did the opponent grow too strong?
The claws of the evil beast on Lao Dao's chest scratched the translucent cover desperately, trying to tear open the lightning shield and let him out.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Mu injected a burst of profound energy into the lightning shield.
At this time, she had simultaneously drawn out the profound energy from the three branched meridians and injected it directly into them.
In an instant, the entire small spiritual realm was filled with the light of thunder and lightning, leaving no room for anyone to fight back.
The lightning flashes that crisscrossed the area formed a tic-tac-toe shape, heading straight towards the old man.
It¡¯s really a cut!
The old Taoist watched helplessly as a piece of flesh and bone on his shoulder was completely cut off by the lightning. How could he dare to be careless again?
Using the spirit armor to protect his chest, he also filled his whole body with profound energy, and roared angrily!
The blue robes all over his body were blown up by waves of mysterious energy, forming a barrier to resist the overwhelming thunder and lightning in the small spiritual realm.
It¡¯s just that he was injured because of the mysterious beast¡¯s backlash.
At this time, a large amount of profound energy was spent to resist the lightning. It could be resisted for a while, but it could not be resisted for a lifetime.
If things continue like this, he will definitely be killed by this lightning.
So he felt anxious and embarrassed. He stepped up the action of his sharp claws on his chest and scratched and damaged the lightning shield.
But are spiritual weapons so easily damaged?
"If it was destroyed in just a few blows, it wouldn't be called a spiritual weapon.
"Cough, cough!" The old Taoist said in a very embarrassed manner, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out from his mouth. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com