My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Jinta said with righteous indignation, while covering her eyes with her paws, as if she was really afraid of the hot eyes.

Lu Zijia watched his actions, the black line on his forehead was rising, and he had the urge to kick it.

This guy, as the spirit of her contract, keeps letting her as the master, what kind of virtue!

But even though he complained so much in his heart, Lu Zijia still winked at his own man, indicating that he was about to start.

After receiving the message from his wife, Mu Tianyan raised his arm and closed his slender palm slightly.

The holy dragon sword, which was still floating in the air, returned to Mu Tianyan's hand in an instant.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan retreated back a certain distance so as not to be affected.

Of course, we must also beware of Yu Jinming and others, and take the opportunity to attack them.

"Since you guys insist on interfering in the affairs of our Biluo Sect, then don't blame us!"

Although Yu Jinming was afraid of Mu Tianyan's cultivation, when he thought that there were four people on their side, and their strength was not low, he felt that he had a chance of winning.

So, almost in one breath, the six of them fought into a group in an instant.

As for the golden pagoda, they squatted in front of Tian Xiaogui and the others to prevent Yu Jinming and the four from attacking in the chaos.

Of course, don't forget to cheer on the owner.

"Come on, master, come on, master, master is the best, I'm proud of master, ooh ooh—"

Hearing Jinta's cry, Lu Zijia couldn't help twitching the corner of her mouth.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always has a kind of Jinta guy, which is a sense of sight that is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

But soon, Lu Zijia stopped thinking too much and concentrated on dealing with Hua Yuxin and Zhu Yanfei.

And Mu Tianyan's side is naturally Yu Jinming and Xue Dali.

It seems that they were afraid that their movements here would provoke other people. Yu Jinming and the four made a fierce move, obviously intending to make a quick decision.

Although Lu Zijia can challenge by leapfrog, it is still a bit of a treat to deal with two ancient martial arts fourth-level warriors at the same time.

After testing the strength of Hua Yuxin and the two, Lu Zijia quickly made a judgment in her heart. When she turned her hands, ten silver needles flashing coldly appeared on both hands.

These ten silver needles are the magical instruments that Lu Zijia made in front of the ancient tomb, called Wanhua Shenzhen.

The reason why Lu Zijia chose to refine silver needles is because silver needles are easy to control, and they only need to use soul power to control them, and do not need to consume spiritual power.

This weapon does not require spiritual power control, and it is undoubtedly very cheap when fighting the enemy.

The fighting of several people spread to a large extent, and the surrounding stone walls, stone tables, etc., have suffered obvious damage and destruction.

But what is surprising is that the medicine field that is not far away is almost invisible, but it has not been affected at all.

The two Hua Yuxin were dragged by Lu Zijia and consumed most of their internal strength, but they failed to hurt Lu Zijia.

The two were both anxious and angry in their hearts. Although the attack became more and more fierce, the attack was chaotic.

Taking advantage of the chaos between the two, Lu Zijia suddenly shot the Wanhua Divine Needle again.

"Whoosh-whoosh-um-um-"

The exhaustion of internal strength made Hua Yuxin tired, and finally they were hit by Lu Zijia's magic needle.

Before the two could force the silver needle out, they saw Lu Zijia's mouth curled into an evil arc, and the palms of both hands opened instantly, as if they were controlling something.