The old man's move seemed to be a signal, and the rest of the cultivators who were still fighting suddenly cast all kinds of magical secret techniques, or lost their traces in place after a burst of white light, or spurted essence blood from their mouths and turned into strange blood light and fled, one by one, they would rather lose their essence and flee desperately.

"Hmph" A cold and piercing snort came from mid-air, and the Dragon Jiao King's face appeared hideously, and with a wave of one hand, after a thunderclap, a gold and silver color shot out.

This demon actually threw the golden gun in his hand directly at the thin old man.

As soon as the strange mangfang made a move, it was strange and fleeting, and he disappeared in the void.

"Not good!"

The thin old man in the distance had been paying attention to the Dragon Jiao King's every move, and when he saw this scene, his heart trembled, and he suddenly threw the cyan mirror in his hand back.

In the middle of the blue light, a full moon appeared, several meters large, and the green light was drenched, drowning the old man's body in it.

And almost at the moment when Qingyue was formed, a golden spear that was more than ten meters huge appeared in the vicinity of a few meters, and the silver lightning flashed on it, and it hit the center of Qingyue with a thunderous roar.

The surface of Qingyue was shattered inch by inch like a mirror, and the giant spear sank into the moon at once, and scattered it with a single blow.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, the thin old man was shocked, and the purple light on his body flickered, and he wanted to use some secret technique to escape.

But at this moment, the golden spear, which had shrunk by nearly half in size, shot out from the remnants of the moon shadow, and after a flash, it was strangely pierced on the purple light.

There was a loud bang!

That Jinpa didn't know what level of ancient treasure it was, and the illusion purple light actually struck this blow. But even so, the thin old man's whole person was like an electric shock, and he flew out several meters away at once, and he couldn't control his body shape at all.

As soon as the Dragon Jiao King in mid-air raised his legs, his body magically spanned a distance of thousands of meters, and he instantly caught up with the thin old man with just a few shakes, and raised his hand to grab it without saying a word. The five fingers are glittering with gold, as if they were made of pure gold.

The thin old man had just recovered a little from the blow, and when he saw the Dragon Jiao King's move, his face was immediately bloodless, and in a hurry, a green light blurted out, and it was actually an emerald green bead with a fist laughing.

With a "dang" sound, the golden claw unceremoniously grabbed the ball into the palm of his hand, but when the two collided, there was a crisp sound of metal friction plates. But the green bead instantly swelled in size, as if it was about to shoot out of his hand.

The Dragon Jiao King's eyes flickered, and his five fingers suddenly appeared with nails several inches long, and at the same time, gold scales the size of copper coins appeared on the back of his hand.

After a muffled sound of "poof", the demon actually crushed the ball with his bare hands.

After a dazzling green flash, the golden claws looked like nothing had happened, and there was no damage in the slightest.

"Dragon Turn!"

The thin old man shouted silently at the moment when the beads were destroyed, and at the same time, he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood. However, with this delay, the purple light wrapped him and shot out again, and in an instant, he opened a distance of more than ten meters from the Dragon Jiao King.

But this time, the Dragon Jiao King did not chase after him, but his face under the armor sank, and he slowly punched out the purple light in the distance with one hand.

Above the purple light, a large golden fist of Mi Xu appeared strangely, striking downward like lightning.

After a loud "boom", the thin old man was knocked away by the giant fist, and fell to the stone peak like a meteorite, and actually pierced a certain attic directly out of a huge hole several meters large, and then was submerged in countless gravel.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Long Jiaowang's mouth, and as soon as his body moved, he appeared at the top of the attic the next moment, standing at the edge of the big hole and looking at it twice.

As soon as the arm was raised, the palm of the hand was shining gold, and it was about to put the thin old man to death in one breath.

But at this moment, his expression changed, and suddenly the direction of his arm changed, and he grabbed it somewhere in front of the attic door, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Who is there, get out of here!"

Five golden grabs shot out in a flash, and disappeared into the ground in a flash.

After a few "poof" sounds, five trenches several meters long appeared in front of the attic, black and extremely deep, but there was no strange ground nearby, and no human figure emerged.

Seeing this situation, the Dragon Jiao King in the attic flashed his eyes a few times, and there was a trace of surprise on his face, and he felt a trace of inexplicable trembling without the slightest sign just now, which actually made his whole body chill, and he launched an attack almost without hesitation.

This demon didn't really find anything, but the underworld induction of the heaven and earth spirit beast urged him to make such a subconscious move.

This kind of premonition of danger, in tens of thousands of years of cultivation, has saved his life several times.

But now that the attack missed, the Dragon Jiao King was also a little hesitant, not sure if it was a momentary illusion just now.

After all, the situation of premonition error has not happened before.

It's just that the trembling just now was too strong, as if something extremely dangerous was peeping at him, making him still have palpitations in his heart.

Just as the demon was pondering whether to expand the search any further, the pile of rubble at the bottom of the large hole in the attic moved, and then returned to normal.

The bullet made a strange sound, which made the attention of the Dragon Jiao King suddenly be drawn, and after his eyes swept over the pile of stones, a trace of murderous intent appeared on his face.

He grabbed it with one hand!

After a roar, the golden spear emerged from the entanglement of the electric snake.

Without saying a word, the demon grabbed the gun and waved it fiercely.

In the flash of the silver arc, the golden spear suddenly turned into a dazzling rainbow and shot down, and disappeared in a strange flash on the way. When he reappeared, the spear was already stuck on the ground somewhere more than 20 meters away from the attic.

With a "boom", the golden gun disappeared into it.

Immediately, a muffled snort sounded, and then the ground near it all shattered, countless rubbles burst out everywhere, and at the same time, a purple light broke out of the rocks, it was the thin old man.

It's just that the old man at this time, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and the purple light on his body was flickering and bright, looking like a sign that he was about to collapse. It seems that although this purple light is wonderful, it has been hit hard by the Dragon Jiao King one after another, and it finally can't support it.

As soon as the old man was forced out, he immediately shot out of Shi Feng.

The corner of the Dragon Jiao King's mouth smiled even more, and he grabbed it down again, and the golden spear appeared from the void again.

After another wave of one arm, the thin old man, who had slowed down a lot, offered a shield and a piece of iron rice, but it was useless in front of the golden gun in front of him!

After two loud bangs, the two treasures were shattered by a single blow, and the golden spear did not stop hitting at all.

Although the thin old man tried his best to dodge, he couldn't avoid it at all.

As a result, the thin layer of purple light that had become thin through the golden gun flashed through its chest.

The Avatar Monk screamed and fell. The whole person fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he was motionless. And in front of his flipped chest, there was a thick burnt black hole in the mouth of the bowl, and there were several slender silver arcs around it, and a faint smell of burnt paste came out.

"Hmph, a god-transforming monk also wants to run away from this king's hands, it's just a pipe dream!" "After the Dragon Jiao King raised his hand to recall the golden spear again, he said with an expressionless face.

With a flick of one hand, the sound of breaking the air came, and several nails shot out, rising in the wind, and then turned into a golden giant nail with a long length of rice, nailing the old man's limbs and neck to the ground at once.

Suddenly, the nailed runes flashed, and several golden chains emerged, sealing the hard old man here, and the god could no longer escape from his body.

Only then did the Dragon Jiao King feel relieved, and grabbed the old man with one hand, and the storage bag on his waist was directly taken into his hand, and then after Shen Nian swept it inside, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

He raised his head gloomily, and his gaze swept around in the air!

I saw that in just a moment's time, several other escaped Avatar Cultivators, two of them were entangled by the original demon cultivator again, and the other gray-robed old man holding a gourd and another cloud of blood mist fled, and in a blink of an eye, they only saw two black spots.

However, behind the gray-robed old man, he was chased by the newly appeared demon cultivators, and he looked like he was chasing after him. That blood mist threw the other two original demon cultivators farther and farther away, far faster than the opponents behind them......

The corners of the Dragon Jiao King's mouth twitched, he looked at the blood mist in the distance, and after a little groaning, his body moved, and a golden light shot straight in the direction of the blood mist.

Looking at the golden light in the distance, Wu Yong, who was by the gate of the attic, breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, after seeing the Dragon Jiao King fly the thin old man into the attic with a blow, his heart moved, and he wanted to take action to restrain the thin old man, and directly search his body to see if the superb spirit stone was on his body.

But in the end, I didn't feel very safe, so I endured it.

But I didn't expect that this Dragon Jiao King's divine mind was so sensitive, and at this moment of distraction, he was actually sensed by the other party, and he suddenly grabbed the place where he was standing.

Fortunately, his escape technique was now extremely wonderful, and in a silent moment, the person reached the other side of the attic gate, and the grasp naturally fell into the void.

And judging from Jin Jiao's expression just now, the thin old man really didn't have that top-grade spirit stone in his storage bag, and it was even more impossible for the old man to hide the spirit stone directly on his body.

After all, if the aura is such a pure thing, if it is not placed in a storage bag, anyone can see where it is at a glance.

Wu Yong didn't pay attention to the thin old man on the ground, and his eyes also looked at a few places in the air.

At this moment, under the blue demon mist, there was only an unknown demon cultivator who turned into a god, suspended in the air motionless, it seemed that the Dragon Jiao King had deliberately left behind to monitor Shi Feng's manpower.

This demon cultivator's face was pale blue, his face was hideous, and there were pieces of blue scales all over his arms and thighs, which looked really vicious and abnormal.

Suddenly, the demon cultivator turned his head and stared to the side.

Seeing this, Wu Yong's heart flashed, and he also turned his head and looked at it.

Not far away, a ball of yellow light was flying towards here, and there was a faint appearance of a demon beast holding something inside.

Wu Yong's eyes flashed, and the blue light flashed in his pupils, and he actually exerted the magic power of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and saw the demon beast in the yellow light clearly.

This is a strange monster with four arms, but it looks like a seahorse, and its four arms are holding a pale cyan storage bag, but its ugly face is obviously full of joy and coaxing.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yong's pupils shrank.

And at this moment, the light blue demon cultivator who was originally suspended in the air and did not move, his lips moved slightly and he talked to the four-armed demon beast for a few words, and then his face also showed excitement, and his body moved, turning into a blue light and heading straight towards the four-armed demon beast.

After seeing the strange expression of the god and demon cultivator clearly, the last trace of hesitation in Wu Yong's heart was gone.

Immediately, he no longer concealed his figure, and with the thunder behind him, the snow-white wind and thunder wings appeared, and then disappeared from the spot.

After a few flashes on the way, Wu Yong turned into a silver arc and appeared thousands of meters away.

After a thunderclap, the whole person suddenly appeared on the head of the four-armed demon beast.

"Ahh

The four-armed demon beast was also quite clever, and when he saw this scene, he suddenly felt bad in his heart, and immediately opened his mouth, and dense yellow mangs surged out, and at the same time, his body moved, and he turned into a dazzling yellow rainbow The direction changed, and he drew an arc to avoid Wu Yong, and directly faced the god demon cultivator in the distance.

It seems that this demon beast also knows that Wu Yong is menacing, and has the slightest intention of fighting alone.

But a mere god and demon beast, how could Wu Yong let it run away from under his nose, and immediately ignored the earth-shattering roar of the god and demon cultivator in the distance, and with a flick of his sleeves, a piece of green light rolled in front of him.

Hundreds of yellow rays of sky were scattered by the glow of the sun, turning into dozens of yellow nails and falling down one after another.

At the same time, Wu Yong's other arm was raised, and he grabbed at the four-armed demon beast void that had escaped.

Suddenly, a scene similar to that of the Dragon Jiao King dealing with the thin old man appeared!

A blue light flashed above the monster's head, and a big cyan hand conjured out, catching it like lightning downward. The big hand actually grabbed this demon beast by the waist and grabbed it in his hand.

The frightened soul of the four-armed demon beast flew out of the sky!

The yellow light on its body flashed wildly, and its four arms shook suddenly, transforming into four sharp blades with cold light, and slashed at the big cyan hand.

But Wu Yong's supernatural power condensed in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, how could he be broken by a mere primordial infant demon beast.

I saw the cold light flickering, but the big cyan hand was not damaged at all.

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows, a layer of evil aura appeared on his face, and he stretched out the five fingers that he grabbed and closed.

The big cyan hand also used five fingers without mercy, and suddenly a miserable scream came out.

The body of the four-armed demon beast demon beast was also extremely tough, but how could it resist the blow of the late-stage cultivator of the Transformation Spirit, and the body was suddenly grabbed into several pieces.

And almost at the same time, Wu Yong turned into a silver arc and disappeared in place, but the next moment he appeared next to the corpse of the demon beast, and took the cyan storage bag from the demon into his hand, and then quickly swept it in with his divine thoughts.

Wu Yong showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Leave me the spirit stone!"

A rumbling roar came from not far away, and the blue-faced god demon cultivator saw Wu Yong's strange appearance, and with one blow, he killed the four-armed demon beast and seized the thing, and the anger in his heart can be imagined. I couldn't care about anything anymore, and the roar was passed around, and the sound was infused with mana by this demon, I am afraid that the demon beasts within a radius of dozens of miles can hear it clearly.

Wu Yong frowned, turned his head and glanced at the demon, his eyes were extremely cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.