Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 138 Pants Waistband Pink Bellyband

Han Yu was still confused at this time. How could the house collapse due to an earthquake? The most outrageous thing was that there was a meteorite rain.

When the earthquake first struck, the entire Zhanzhou city was in an uproar. The shaking was so violent that not only did the common people flee in panic, but even the monks were frightened and flew into the sky.

Naturally, Han Yu used fire magic to go up to the sky as soon as possible. Before he had been there for long, he saw a large meteorite shower heading towards the south of the city.

Isn’t that exactly the direction where Wang Xiaoer lives!
Could it be that the earthquake just now was also caused by him?
"This is impossible! How could a disaster of this magnitude be caused by an ordinary person?"

Little Liuli was also shouting in disbelief in her sea of ​​consciousness.

This made Han Yu even more curious, and he couldn't help but fly quickly towards the south of the city. In fact, he was not the only one, many cultivators had already rushed there out of curiosity.

When Han Yu was standing far away in the air, Yan Bing was trying his best to get rid of Wang Xiaoer.

Every time he tried to use his chaotic true energy to defeat Wang Xiaoer, his true energy would instead suck him even tighter.

"Come and help me get rid of the guy. I suspect that most of the noise is directed at this kid. Hurry up."

Yan Bing saw that he couldn't do it alone, so he hurriedly spoke to Yan Kong.

As a result, Yan Kong had just stretched out his hand to touch it when a suction force instantly sucked his palm.

"You're fucking tricking me?"

Yan Kong's face changed, and the hand that had just touched Wang Xiaoer was now unable to move. In particular, the chaotic true energy bound the two of them tightly like a cage.

Now it is equivalent to three people sticking together.

"These two fools have been dragged into someone else's disaster."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Liuli thought thoughtfully for a moment, seemed to have figured something out, and then explained to Han Yu.

Normally, the disasters that ordinary people encounter should not be so exaggerated. There are earthquakes and meteorite showers here, which are clearly aimed at the monks.

But the person who took the pill was obviously an ordinary person!

According to the weapon spirit's guess, these two idiots must have participated in Wang Xiaoer's suffering, and as a result, the natural disaster treated them as a group and included them in the settlement.

At this moment, although it is still Wang Xiaoer’s disaster, the three of them have to overcome it together, and no one can escape.

The fact that Yan Bing and the others were unable to break free and escape was proof of this.

"Don't get involved. The addition of two monks has already escalated the disaster to this extent. If you get close, the disaster will escalate further."

"You probably don't want to see a big meteorite hit Zhanzhou City!"

Xiao Liuli looked unusually serious as she warned.

When Wang Xiaoer woke up slowly, he found himself in the air. Especially when he was being held on both sides by someone, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

A shower of meteorites overhead was falling towards him, and his face turned pale immediately.

Wang Xiaoer’s first reaction was, he didn’t lie to me, the elixir was really effective, and there really was a natural disaster!

Only then did he realize that the target of the meteorite shower was most likely himself.

I couldn't help but feel a little desperate. How could I possibly survive in such a situation?

Why don’t these two monks give up themselves and run for their lives?
Little did he know that these two monks not only wanted to abandon him, they also wanted to kill him.

"Just bear with it!"

Yan Bing spoke to Yan Kong with a sad face.

You are not allowed to run away, and if you don't fight back, you can only wait to die.

Yan Kong could only cast a spell with one hand with a gloomy face. The cassock on his body was immediately taken off and flew out, circling in the air and then expanding, covering the heads of the two people.

Yan Bing also cast a spell with one hand, and the jade belt around his waist flew out like a dragon. After it grew bigger in the wind, it became a seven-foot-long sword.

Meteorites rained down on the cassock one by one, and the scorching air waves penetrated through it and continuously hit the faces of the three people. Yan Bing and Yan Kong held on hard, but Wang Xiaoer just felt difficulty breathing. The heat wave seemed to have exhausted the surrounding air, and at this moment, even breathing was extremely difficult.

"The robes won't last long."

Yan Kong's face looked extremely ugly and he shouted at Yan Bing.

"I know, I'm trying to figure it out!"

Yan Bing gritted his teeth, chanted a few spells, and thrust his seven-foot-long sword towards the meteorites that had not yet fallen. The sound of metal and stone colliding resounded.

Keng! Keng! Keng!
After chopping off a dozen meteorites in succession, several gaps were left on the blade of the long sword. With such a huge impact, this magic weapon was no match for it. Yan Bing gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Do you have any good stuff? Use it now."

Yan Kong seemed to really have it, but his face was hesitant, and Yan Bing was furious when he saw this.

"If a person dies, no matter how many things you have, they are useless."

"damn it."

After thinking it over again and again, Yan Kong cursed with a red face, and his pants suddenly unbuttoned by themselves, then flew away from his body and towards the cassock above.

"Shield!" With an order, Yan Kong's pants changed in the wind and instantly spread out into a shield and pushed up.

Blanch!
This bastard's clothes are all magic weapons!

Even though it was a matter of life and death, Yan Bing couldn't help but complain in his heart. It was too damn sinister. If he had faced him under normal circumstances, he would probably suffer a great loss.

With the protection of his pants and robes, Yan Bing thought that he could finally take a breath. But just as he relaxed his vigilance, a burning smell mixed with sweat wafted over.

The two men looked up and saw the terrified ghosts. Several places on the cassock were burned with small holes by the fire brought by the previous batch of meteorites.

Yan Bing quickly raised his eyes to look at Yan Kong again. Yan Kong was now only wearing a pair of underwear. If he took it off again, there would be nothing inside.

He immediately started to curse, "Stop looking, there's no more, it's your turn."

Bastard, he only showed a belt and Yan Kong refused to take it off no matter what.

Yan Bing looked at the hole that was burning and expanding, his face showing hesitation.

"People are dying, so just keep your treasure for someone else to use after you die!"

Yan Kong said indignantly, citing Yan Bing's original words.

Yan Bing remained unmoved. Large holes began to appear on his cassock. The shield on top was shaking from the impact of the meteorite and soon it was almost unrecognizable.

Yanqi was in a hurry. His two magic weapons were about to be scrapped. From now on, there would be nothing to resist.

"Are you going to take action or not? If you don't, once my two magic weapons are broken, everyone will die."

"Damn it, I'm out!"

Yan Bing's face turned ashen, and he seemed to have made up his mind, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

With a spell, a pink bellyband flew out from his arms.

Yan Kong was stunned and couldn't help but speak.

"You...you're wearing a f*cking bellyband?"

"Shut up!"

After Yan Bing's strange habit was discovered, his expression became extremely gloomy. If it wasn't a life-threatening situation, he would never take out this thing even if he was beaten to death.

What he wanted to say was that he wore it because it was a magical weapon, but he was afraid no one would believe him.

With a spell, the pink bellyband flew into the air and wrapped around the remaining meteorites.

"Xianluo tent!"

Yan Bing gave an order, and the bellyband turned into a gauze curtain, shining with golden light. Meteorites kept hitting it, but the gauze curtain was not damaged at all except for sinking continuously.

"Good bellyband."

Yan Kong exclaimed in praise.

"Shut up."

Yan Bing scolded in a dark tone. No matter how good this thing was, he didn't want to be praised. He didn't have the face to do so.

It sounds like irony.

"These evil people have so many crooked ideas!"

Han Yu stood at a distance and watched in a dazzled state. He looked at Ou Mingdong and the others, who were either holding fans, flying swords, or wine gourds. He was afraid that others would not know that they were magical weapons.

Look at these two guys again, wearing cassocks, pants and pink bellybands, they are afraid that others will know that they are magic tools.

"That means they can withstand this wave, right?"

Han Yu looked at the pink bellyband that was still stable despite the falling meteorite. It should be able to stabilize itself, and Wang Xiaoer was saved.

"No, it's almost reached its limit. Look at that idiot's face."

Little Liuli stood on the bed in her sea of ​​consciousness, shook her head, and gestured to Han Yu.

On the other side, Yan Kong obviously felt that the situation was stable and breathed a sigh of relief. Only Yan Bing's face became worse and worse.

“It’s time to get ready!”

He spoke suddenly with a pale face.

"what to prepare?"

Yan Kong was stunned immediately.

"I can't hold it anymore."

After Yan Bing finished speaking, the pink gauze curtain above her suddenly shrank and turned back into a bellyband style...

(End of this chapter)