With the power of Zhenyin, it is not a big problem to fight against a golden wrestler, and just now, this guy also tore a golden wrestler.

It's just that this time the deer was defenseless, so I took advantage of it.

The Fumu Fire is still expanding the results of the battle, and even the demonic energy cultivated by the Qi Yin can't withstand the invasion of the Fumu Fire.

He wanted to spend a lot of demonic energy to suppress the Fumu Fire, but I wouldn't give him that time.

My attack was even more swift, and countless fire crows went back and forth, directly burning the ruined temple at the top of the mountain to the ground.

The roe couldn't help but retreat, one of his corbels had lost its mobility, and the ferocious mess of the impact couldn't be used.

The Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword soared into the air, a thunderclap sounded in the air, and the lightning flashed, and the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword had already stabbed on the back of the Xuantian Thunder Pattern.

Because of the thick skin of the reed, coupled with the function of long hair, it can reduce the effect of some spells.

It was precisely because of the thick skin of the deer that the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword failed to pierce it, but only pierced most of the sword body.

With a roar of rage, the demonic power in his body surged, and he was stunned to squeeze the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword out of the wound.

With a move of my hand, the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword fell into my palm.

Under the pain, the clarity in his eyes disappeared, and a violent aura covered him.

Because he was able to suppress a few monsters under his hands, he didn't even dare to resist openly because he had two hearts, except that his cultivation was indeed much higher than these monsters, and his crazy energy was also the reason why other monsters didn't dare to act rashly.

Large chunks of rubble tumbled down from the top of the mountain, and criss-crossed ravines appeared on the ground.

If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid the top of the mountain is going to collapse.

The cracks gradually increased, and my heart became a little uneasy.

It won't kill me if I fall down a mountain a few hundred meters high, but I don't know if Zheng Fatzi can save Ying Qi and the two of them.

The battle between the side cannon and the father has come to an end, and the father is not the opponent of the side artillery, and he can't find the north by one of his water and fire sticks.

It may be that seeing that the battle between me and Liyin was fierce, Zheng Fatzi didn't reply to me, and this guy is much more than Erha, a professional demolitionist, the other side of the top of the mountain has cracked, and a big crack four or five meters long has appeared, and it is still widening.

By this time, the body of the reins was already covered with blood, and the fire crow condensed into a fire sword, leaving countless scars on his body.

The whole cow was turned into a blood gourd, but he looked miserable, but in fact his life was not in danger.

Due to the heavy step on one foot, a layer of yellow light suddenly appeared on the ground, and the soil layer turned up, like layers of fish scales.

The ground beneath my feet had been burned to glass, and the roots of the buttress had turned into a buttress of fire, so the blow did not do anything to me.

But the others were different, the side cannon had already killed the lifting father, and the lifting father was smashed on the head by the side cannon with a stick, and the skull immediately exploded, and the brain splattered out.

At this time, because of the demon art, before the side cannon could react, it was slapped down the mountain by the ground that was lifted up.

The side cannon is also well-cultivated, so it should be able to survive.

This hoof was originally aimed at me, but now that I see that my plan has failed, I am even more furious.

Along the nose of the decoon, a wave of white air erupted.

The deer rose from the man's feet, lifted the ox's hooves high, and stepped down on the top of my head.

I saw that this was a scene of advancing and retreating, so I didn't retreat, just thinking about fighting hard, and at this time, it was time for the final blow.

Countless fire swords fused together, and in the middle was the Ruomu Sword, and on the top of the mountain, a golden divine sword of more than ten zhang appeared.

Under the divine sword is the deacon, and below the deacon, is me who is defended with the tortoise shell.

As my mana was infused, the Divine Tortoise Shell grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, a thick blue tortoise shell several feet long and wide appeared on top of my head.

With a bang, the tortoise shell recessed inward, and the huge force smashed the tortoise shell into shape.

The ground cracked beneath my feet, and my whole body, including the tortoise shell, was trampled to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the golden Flame Divine Sword also slashed at Qiangyin's body.

The four long horns on his head were like a fork that broke the sky, and he was stunned at first to block the Flame Divine Sword.

Just a moment later, the four long horns like dragon horns were engulfed in golden flames, and then turned into ashes and dissipated.

The Flame Excalibur destroyed the horns of the Horns, and the blade of the sword was also a little darker, and it was cut off.

But the deer was no longer protected, so the sword fell firmly on his head.

The tremendous pressure from above stomped on my whole body, and I was surrounded by dark dirt and rocks, which were burned and crystallized by the fire of the buttress in an instant.

Eventually, the force above me waned, and I took the opportunity to swing a fiery dragon, which swooped down on the dirt and rocks next to me, and in a few moments made a passage.

I collected the Faxiang and the Divine Tortoise Shell, and walked out of the hot cave.

After coming out, I realized that I had reached the halfway point of the mountain, and the connection between Wakaki Sword and me was temporarily interrupted.

I can sense the presence of the Wakaki Sword, but I can't recall it.

At this time, I had a splitting headache, and needless to say, I was also injured a lot after this battle.

There was a fire on the mountain, and I stumbled up the mountain with my head in one hand and the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword in the other.

The mountain is already dozens of meters shorter, and it can be said that the entire mountain has been swept away.

I was standing on the top of a newly emerging mountain, and not far away was a deep pit.

This is a large pit with a radius of dozens of zhang, and the pit is surrounded by black shining crystals, and a behemoth is burning in the middle of the pit.

The Wakaki sword was inserted in the head of the descent, and the entire Wakaki sword was only a short piece outside.

The deer leaned and his head rushed down, still in the same posture as if he was going to trample me to death.

The golden Fumu Fire wrapped him, and his demonic aura became the nourishment of the Fumu Fire.

Seeing this scene, I suddenly remembered the scene I saw not long ago, when I broke through the realm.

At that time, I was incarnated as the Fuso Sacred Tree, which was Fuso during the day and Wakaki at night, and Wakaki would incinerate some demons and evil things that dared to approach at night.

When burned, Wakaki will retract the flame.

Thinking of this, I raised my hand, and the fire of the butcher that burned on the body of the deer was like some kind of summoning, and the fire of the buttress was divided into countless fire crows, which fell into my hands one by one.

The fire crow that fell into my hand naturally turned into a wisp of Fumu fire and returned to my body, and with the return of the Fumu fire, the mana in my body was rolling and surging, and it was even more prosperous.

(End of chapter)