Chapter 2290 Pull-Up Self-Destruct

Gu Xiang, who was not far behind the people, looked at the immortal saint who was wiping his weapon. He also noticed the movement of the person just now. According to the master, this person was the one he wanted to recruit. Yes, he looked at it just now, and this person's vigilance is indeed very strong. Judging from the aura on his body, his combat power should also be strong.

It's just that he followed behind the master all the way, and he still doesn't know how the master plans to recruit team members?

At this moment, the diffuse air in front made him hold his breath, approached quietly, came to a big tree to hide, and took off the bow and arrow behind him.

In front, Feng Jiu smiled at the five monks who surrounded her. She looked at them and asked, "Are you teaming up?"

Seeing the young man in front of him who was not frightened, not afraid, and with a smile on his face, several people frowned: "Yes, after killing you, we will divide things equally!" But can't tell.

"It doesn't matter, let's go together! I want to move my muscles too." Feng Jiu said, raised her hand and made a gesture, which was a gesture to Gu Xiang in the dark, let him watch quietly, Don't make a move.

But those few demon cultivators didn't know what Feng Jiu's action meant. Seeing him raise his hand, a sword energy shot out instantly, heading towards Feng Jiu in front. , The sword flower turned, and the air flow contained a cold murderous attack, and the cold light of the sword and sword was refracted. I saw that Feng Jiu was holding the dagger in his hand, and the figure swept out like a ghost.

The cyan figure was instantly enveloped by an aura of profound energy, and the aura of the Xuanwu God spread out, causing the few demon cultivators to raise their heads and laugh wildly: "Hahahahaha! It's just a mysterious cultivator! It seems that you can't run away today!"

The proud and arrogant voice came out with a sinister smile. Among these people, there were two strong men at the level of immortal saints. The net shrouded the cyan figure, just when they thought that the figure was about to be shattered into pieces in the giant net of sword energy, the next moment, the cyan figure that was still in their sight suddenly disappeared.

"It's too early to laugh now!"

Feng Jiu's cold voice was like a messenger from hell, faintly entering the ears of several people, but one of the demon cultivators heard that, but only felt a cold murderous aura suddenly rise from the soles of his feet, startling him. Involuntarily shivered.

He turned his head sharply and stared in horror at the man in blue who appeared behind him at an unknown time. He wanted to dodge, but only felt a pain in his throat, and warm blood splashed out at that moment. , made him froze all over, and opened his mouth incredulously...

Unwillingness and anger aroused from his heart at that moment, he tried his best to cultivate, and before he swallowed his last breath, he stimulated his cultivation and wanted to destroy the young man in front of him. !

I saw that Mo Xiu's body swelled up like an inflated ball in an instant, and the terrifying and powerful pressure spread and covered Feng Jiu in an instant. rise and stand out.

The few demon cultivators next to him saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed: "No! He's going to pull himself up!"