It turned out that he was the most taboo to be disturbed. Wang Guang’s baoguang landed, and his hesitation was huge. There were baoguang colliding with each other to make a sound, so he let the black bear demon who was about to submit to him wake up, and then a ferocious face revolved around the boulder. Or open your mouth and spit out the black wind, or stretch your claws to tear the stone. Clawing your teeth, you just want to get something off the stone and eat it. It’s a pity that the stone is three or five feet in size, and its body surface is smooth. This black bear can’t bear huge stones, so it has no choice but to hover and roar.

"Bald donkey, if you talk to me like this again, being original will blow you up first." Speaking of this, Wang Guangyi tugged at the gourd around his waist and waved it: "Ten thousand second-order lightning fires, I don’t believe you can resist it."
"Hey hey! Master Dao, why are you so angry? The little monk is just talking casually! " The monk’s mouth twitched, and he was secretly angry: "Damn it, it only depends on the support of the spar and the clan gate. If the clan gate of the poor monk has not been destroyed, the poor monk will have to buy hundreds of thousands of thunder and fire. How dare you talk to me like this at that time?"
"go! Go! Go! Take me to your monster, and let’s not delay, lest other practitioners show up, and then we won’t touch anything. " Wang Guang cold hum a also don’t talk, directly pulled the monk’s robe to get out.
"Don’t worry, let’s act again at night." The big monk shook his bald head away from Wang Guang. "These practitioners are different from us. Most of them will go back at night and don’t hunt monsters here. Then we will make a big noise and no one will come to check it in a short time."
"What you said is wrong. Practitioners who can kill monster beasts here are all for the sake of peace and efficiency. They don’t care about day and night, and they will leave only when something happens or supplies are insufficient. In this way, there will never be many people leaving at night." Wang Guangyi frowned and denied the monk’s words.
The monk nodded and said, "You are right, but it is better to leave some people if you can, than not to leave at all. Now let’s have a rest, and the sun will go down in three hours. " After that, the monk ignored Wang Guang and continued to sit on the stone and recite Buddhist scriptures. But Wang Guang, in desperation, had to exert his magical power and waved two big golden paws to catch the black bear demons at random.
In the past six months, although he robbed a lot of soul fruit, he swallowed it to accumulate mana, and then cultivated the golden claw, but he never cultivated this magical power to the fifth floor.
It turns out that the other day, this fellow used the aura in the universal fruit to push the golden claw to the fifth floor, and now the power of the magical power has soared. Once he grasped it, the three or five magic pestles of the great monk were suddenly caught by him as scrap metal. However, Wang Guang had to terminate the supply of skill points by force after displaying his avatar several times, and let the avatar drop to the fourth floor.
When the monk asked Wang Guang why he lowered the magical power, Wang Guang told him this way: "When the magical power of the fifth floor is displayed, it is many times more powerful than that of the fourth floor, and when fighting with you, the power of the fifth floor is only one third. However, the mana consumed has also increased by dozens of times. According to my current mana, if I use the fourth level of magical power, I can use it for one hour continuously. If I use the fifth level of magical power with all my strength, I can only use it seven or eight times, and then my mana is exhausted. There is no fighting power. "
After listening to Wang Guang’s words, the big monk looked horrified. I’ve heard people say that the avatar is extremely powerful before, but I never thought it would be so powerful. One-third of the strength of the Five-layer Avatar crushes the two magic pestles he painstakingly cultivated into scrap copper. If all the power is displayed, I don’t know how strong it is.
Thought of here, he just nodded his head to show his understanding, and he didn’t ask anything else. I just secretly despise Wang Guang’s poor excuse in my heart. You must know that the magical power and Taoism have been cultivated. If you want to be powerful, you will be powerful. If you want to be powerful, you will be powerful. If you don’t mind that the five-tier avatar consumes too much, you can use the four-tier avatar against the enemy, but it is a good means to use the five-tier avatar when it is in danger.
Wang Guang lowered the fifth floor avatar, but it was not because the fifth floor avatar consumed too much mana when it was put into use, but because his fifth floor avatar consumed too much mana every day, and he wanted to achieve great success in five floors, which was not as simple as the cultivation of the first few floors avatar. He doesn’t have time to think about the cultivation of the five-layer avatar now, so he cut off the mana supply independently and let this avatar be degraded.
The big monk caught the black bear demon, and Wang Guang went to carry the magical powers to kill the distant black bears. Although he didn’t collect materials, he could also increase his mastery of the magical powers.
"Time is up." When the last ray of sunlight was blocked by the increasingly thick poison barrier, the whole valley suddenly became dark. The Taoist priest and the monk stood up at the same time and said.
"You should take your nails back, so that people can look at them, and it is obvious that you have cultivated special magical powers and are wary of you. It is easy for people to guard against them." The monk glanced at Wang Guang’s hands, which made his nails soar because of his magical powers.
"It’s okay, those who have great skills, even if I hide it deeper, they won’t care. Those who have no skills, even if they are wary, don’t care. If they kill, they will kill, and no one can escape." When he said this, Wang Guang couldn’t help but think of the years when he was hanging out in the rivers and lakes. Suddenly, he was in a turbulent mood and couldn’t help roaring in a low voice.
"Go!" The big monk was too lazy to talk to Wang Guang. He shook his body and didn’t fly. He flew directly from the crack of the monster beast towards a mountain peak. Wang guang put the dust on his waist, and carried the gourd with one hand and caught up tightly.
There is nothing to do all the way. If there is a monster beast, you can avoid the past. You can’t escape it. You are either killed by a magic pestle or torn by Wang Guang. Two people also don’t deliberately avoid, let the blood scattered all over. Asked about the familiar smell of blood, Wang Guang couldn’t resist it immediately, and remembered the days when he was hanging out in the bloody abyss in the rivers and lakes. His mouth growled more and more frequently and his hand became more biting.
The big monk is no exception. The two magic pestles are covered with golden light, covered with blood dripping wet, and he sticks out his tongue from time to time to sweet the blood on his face. How can you see that he is a monk?
Practitioners who collect materials to kill monsters don’t stop them when they see them. They just think that they are here to practice at random and feel oppressed, so they never pay attention to it.
After flying all the way for more than an hour, the two finally got out of the bottom and came to a mountain peak in the west. This mountain peak is steep and steep. Not only is there a more powerful black bear demon entrenched on it, but there is also a little poison barrier in the air that floats on the mountain peak from the gap in the forbidden array.
A monster beast was touched by this poison barrier, but after three to five breathing hours, the whole body turned into a pool of pus and scattered on the ground.
Here, the two men regained their senses a little, and they didn’t move around to kill the monster beast in front of them. "It’s a pity that this poison barrier is not a peach blossom, otherwise I will collect them and practice a magic weapon."
"Hey hey! Your mana is not deep, and you want to forge a magic weapon. You don’t know how long it will take to do it. Although these poison barriers are not peach blossoms, they are also very powerful. Unfortunately, there is no suitable magic weapon, otherwise the poor monk will certainly collect some. "
"You this monk is no vision, but it’s just an underground poison barrier. You can find a lot of mountains and rivers casually. What’s the use of collecting this stuff? When I kill that monster this time and take the treasure, I won’t come here to see you being stupid again. " Wang Guang wiped his face with blood, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and gave a sigh of satisfaction.
Just as they were talking, a huge stone of ten feet Fiona Fang appeared in front of them.
This boulder is round and round, with no moss on it, and no weeds or monster dung. If it weren’t for a big monkey squatting on the boulder, the two of them would have rushed up to break the boulder and take out the contents.
When the two men came, the big horse monkey was grabbing two black bear demons and tearing them down to swallow. When he saw the Taoist priest and the monk coming, he suddenly smashed the body at them in a cutting, but its body disappeared from the stone instantly.

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Chapter 19 Tough horse monkey never dies.
Chapter 19 Tough horse monkey never dies.
"Don’t run, we are here to discuss life with you and talk about ideals." Wang Guang this fellow shook his head and waved his hands at the monkey, only to see two golden handprints three feet in size detached from his palm, and then grabbed them at the boulder on the side.
Hidden in the side of the monkey there will believe Wang Guang this? Before the golden claw landed on the boulder, a vague shadow suddenly emerged from under the boulder and turned into a streamer to escape in the distance.
"Uber, don’t run away until the poor monk kills you." The fat monk on the side shook his head and fumbled for the jar that Wang Guang had knocked down in the past and threw it at the horse monkey.
This jar turned into a golden light hovering in the air, and countless gold wires emerged from the jar and wound around the monkey. And Wang Guang had no time to turn the golden claw, and a pair of golden big hands slammed on the boulder.
I thought the boulder was broken, but I never thought that a pair of golden claws hit it. The boulder didn’t shake, and a pair of golden palms three feet in size just disappeared with a loud sound.
"honk! Ga! Hey! " After the molten gold claw hit the boulder, the escaped monkey seemed crazy and suddenly turned around and ran towards Wang Guang. The distance of hundreds of meters is only three or two breathing times.