After stepping on the locusts, Wu Mian breathed a sigh of relief and endured the resentment and murderous intent that surged in his heart and looked up at the big roll.

He planned to see how Zhuge Qing's spell killed the big roll.

But after looking up, he was shocked to find that the big roll bird had nothing to do and was still flying towards them quickly, and was about to bump into them!

If the big peng bird, which is as huge as a small passenger plane, hits them, the consequences will be self-evident. He and Zhuge Qing will turn into meat sauce!

At this dangerous moment, Zhuge Qing suddenly pinched a handprint and shouted in a deep voice: "Escape!"

It seemed that his body was stuffed into an extremely tiny pipe, but before Wu Mian could experience it, he felt a flash in front of him. He and Zhuge Qing had already arrived at the position where Zhuge Qing had originally stood.

"puff!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhuge Qing grabbed Wu Mian's shoulder and said, "Then she can only leave her fate. Either she die first, or we will die with her."

Leave it to fate?

Wu Mian resisted the urge to attack Zhuge Qing under the stimulation of his inner resentment and murderous intent, and said in a bad tone: "Don't you just need to get its blood to kill it?"

While speaking, he looked at Zhuge Qing and found that Zhuge Qing's injuries were more serious than he imagined.

Zhuge Qing's head was hanging abnormally on her left shoulder, her neck was obviously broken, and her torso was twisted abnormally, like a towel twisted with water!

As a descendant of a doctor in this life, Wu Mian could see that Zhuge Qing's injury was already unsuccessful!

No way? Isn’t this old man a master?

Frowning, Wu Mian pinched Qinglong Meng Zhangjue's hand decision, and was about to recite the spell, Zhuge Qing pressed his hand on his handprint, and said in a weak voice: "I'm fine, I have a way to deal with this injury. But if you bless me with Qinglong Meng Zhangjue, I'm really dead."

After stopping Wu Mian from using the Qinglong Meng Zhangjue, Zhuge Qing looked up with difficulty and looked at the big roc that flew into the sky again. After finding their place, he rushed towards them and said:

"I said, I am not good at killing. It is not difficult to kill an ordinary little demon, but it is already a big demon and can suppress its own luck. Although I used the method of fortune to graft his luck onto the locusts, and stimulated the luck on your body to a fatal blow, it takes time to make the luck truly back on it."

"How long will it take to wait?"

Wu Mian asked with a frown.

As soon as he finished asking, he felt like he was trapped in an extremely tiny channel again, and then his eyes were blurred and appeared in another place.

"I don't know. The backlash of luck will occur in various situations. Perhaps the big roc will fall to the ground and die while flying; or when using the exercises, suddenly breaks out of energy and dies from the fire; or the claw you cut off will continue to bleed, and dies of blood... The bigger thing is that it is crushed to death by something."

"But now no one can tell how it will die. They can only know that it will die, and within a moment."

One moment?

There are fifteen minutes in a moment. If you do this, I do this, how can you hold on for a moment?

Although I don’t know why Zhuge Qing was so injured, he could still use spells to take him to escape, Wu Mian also knew that Zhuge Qing couldn’t last long, and he couldn’t deal with the big peng.

The body as huge as a small passenger plane made him completely helpless. Moreover, Zhuge Qing used the three magic spells of the Suzaku Blue Dragon and White Tiger that seemed to be the Four Elephant Protective Technique, which did not cause harm to the Great Phang Bird. What can his magic spells cast with his cultivation level do?

I'm afraid it's not even a tickling!

This is a gap in absolute strength, a gap that no wit can be reversed!

Zhuge Qing also knew that saying this would not satisfy Wu Mian. She was about to say something else to comfort Wu Mian, but suddenly a strong pressure came from the sky.

When he looked up, he saw a whirlwind forming a funnel in the sky. The tail of the funnel was facing the mound, and the shattered lightning flashed in the whirlwind funnel!

The big roll bird is not stupid. It failed to catch Zhuge Qing and Wu Mian twice in a row. How could it waste time allowing itself to attack? It directly suppresses a large-scale spell. No matter how Zhuge Qing uses the escape technique, it is impossible to avoid it!

However, Zhuge Qing saw the big formation created by the big roll, a smug smile appeared on her face.

"It's looking for death!"

Wu Mian, shocked by the spell of the big roll, was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Zhuge Qing, whose neck was drooping, but whose mouth was peerless and proudly curled, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Such a spell has a huge impact on the world, and this place is a human area. If a monster dares to use this spell here, it will inevitably arouse the resistance of human luck."

"And I have already stimulated the luck of the top scholar on your body, seducing the luck of human beings to kill it. It would be fine if I did not use a large-scale spell. Now that it does this, with the addition of the two, my curse and killing technique will take effect immediately!"

As Zhuge Qing finished speaking, the lightning light in the whirlwind funnel formed above their heads flickered more frequently and collided with each other. By chance, several lightning lights struck apart and gathered into a huge thunder and burst out the whirlwind funnel, rushing straight to the big roc!

But the great roc circling in the air didn't care about this huge lightning, or, like a prophet, when the lightning appeared, it had already spread its wings and left the position of the lightning attack!

The years that the great roc has experienced in cultivation have been at least five or six hundred years. Perhaps it was the eighteen generations of human beings. Such a long period of time naturally gave it a lot of knowledge and rich experience.

After feeling that his luck was stolen by Zhuge Qing, it knew that Zhuge Qing was a person who was good at evil spells such as spells and killing. It was also clear that it would cause a backlash from human luck by casting a large-scale spell in the human race, so it had long considered the backlash from the spells he cast.

It had not used a large-scale spell to kill Zhuge Qing before, and at most it was just roaring and slamming with its strong and huge body, because of this.

But at this moment, Zhuge Qing had successfully cast the spell, and he had no choice but to choose to kill Zhuge Qing as soon as possible. Only in this way can he have the chance to remove Zhuge Qing's spell, otherwise he would not be able to escape the fate of being cursed.

This is the most terrifying thing about spells like stolen fortune and curse.

We must kill those two practitioners, especially that little devil!

The one who Dapeng hated the most about being cursed and killed by himself was Wu Mian.

When facing Zhuge Qing, it was prepared. It was almost impossible for Zhuge Qing to hurt it. Wu Mian hit it twice in a row, but was blown away by the wind brought by its random wings, which made it unconsciously despise and even ignore it.

This kind of neglect is fatal. When Wu Mian uses the sword energy of the Unreturned Sword, even if it realizes something is wrong, it will be too late, resulting in a cut of one claw.

If you usually have a claw injury and some bleeding is just a small matter, it is just a minor injury, and you can use your demonic power to recover by taking some time.

However, when facing a practitioner like Zhuge Qing who is half a step and good at cursing and killing, a small injury can become a medium for the other party to curse and kill!

The positions of Zhuge Qing and Wu Mian were locked again, and the whirlwind funnel was maintained, so that it was getting closer and closer to the ground, rolling everything on the ground into the sky. The big roc flapped its wings and raised its head and roared: "Cry~"

The whirlwind funnel suddenly accelerated, and the lightning flashed more and more frequently, sprinkling on the ground like rain, flooding Zhuge Qing and Wu Mian!

Let’s see how you can hide!

When he was satisfied, the big roll bird did not forget to observe the ground carefully. Sure enough, Zhuge Qing was holding Wu Mian and using escape techniques everywhere to avoid it.

However, as the thunder continued to sprinkle on the ground, the power of the earth's veins was chaotic, and Zhuge Qing's escape technique became more and more difficult to use. Every time the distance of escape was getting closer and closer, when he was about to be struck by the thunder, a meteor, a huge meteor, cut through the sky.

The big roc, who was conscious, suddenly looked up and saw a meteor flying towards it!

The power of heaven is not a human being, nor is it a demon able to block it. The big roll bird immediately wanted to dodge, but the lightning light in the whirlwind funnel flashed again, and it overflowed when it collided with each other, and happened to hit it, and it was its injured claw.

The huge body of the big roll suddenly stiffened. When he wanted to use internal force to drive away the numbness brought to it by the lightning, he accidentally got a few minutes faster. The demonic power hit the heart and suddenly felt weak.

"Spit~"

"boom!"

The huge meteor hit the big roc... or the big roc, which could not flap its wings for various reasons, got under the meteor and greeted it.
Chapter completed!