This moment!

This is the moment that Ling Qiu is waiting for!

He had heard of the name of the Wind God for a long time, so even if he was demonized and fused with the Ancient Thousand Hands Vine, he still didn't dare to fight rashly with him. And it was precisely at this time that the giant seat arrived in time, so that Feng Yingxi, who was already injured, did not hesitate to use all his strength, hoping to kill him in one fell swoop. In this way, the door of the wind should be opened, and the flaws around the body are exposed. In his own opinion, he was transformed into a stormy self, and no one dared to approach him again. But the spirit of revenge is an exception.

"Haha, Feng Yingxi, you were fooled!"

Just as that incomparably slender arm grabbed the half of his body, Ling Qiu Che immediately underwent a great change, and countless blood-colored vines surged out of his body, leaving only an empty shell from time to time. And the primeval thousand hand vines that had gathered all the essence of life crawled along their arms towards Feng Yingxi's body with the momentum of stormy waves, and they seemed to be weak and then turned into a series of yin and poisonous pythons, biting pieces of skin and burrowing into them.

"What!"

Feng Yingxi's reaction was too slow, because he never thought that Ling Qiu, who was already dying, could launch such a ferocious counterattack and let himself have no way to deal with it. And right now, his body still maintains a tornado, and once this move is launched, it will never stop for a while. But those difficult vines took the opportunity to launch strange dragon attacks one after another, and they were about to invade the core torso. Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Yingxi immediately made a decision, and resolutely cut off the eroded arm, and almost the moment the severed arm fell into the air, hundreds of blood-colored vines rushed out of it, tearing the entire arm to pieces. At this time, a large amount of blood rushed out from that shoulder, and the wind that lost a lot of blood shook his sense, and his body fell to the ground below.

"Huh, what's going on!"

Because of the strong wind, Juzao didn't see what had just happened, but only saw a blood-like "tongue of fire" suddenly rise, and then Feng Yingxi was seriously injured and fell, and he was about to fall to the ground. It stands to reason that Juza, who is an opponent, is willing to see this scene, but he still doesn't want the other party to die in vain, so he jumped into the air and grabbed the other party's falling body. Feng Yingxi snorted, and hurriedly pushed hard in the arms of the giant seat, knocking himself to the ground, but with the cushioning action just now, although his body hit the hard ground, it was still fine.

The wind subsided, and the deformed monster hanging in the air finally fell back to the ground, and the giant seat looked back and found that there was a smiling head standing among the many demon vines, which was Ling Qiu Che. Juza really couldn't imagine that such an upright and upright spirit demon clan patriarch would not hesitate to fall into such a field in order to defend against foreign enemies, which is really regrettable.

"Spirit Patriarch, you!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Juza, kill that fight quickly, otherwise there will be trouble in the future!"

Although today's spiritual feud is invincible, but after all, it has just been fused with the ancient thousand hands and vines, and the cooperation between them has not yet reached the point of perfection. At the moment, if you want to kill the wind, you can only rely on your "companion" giant seat. But judging from the current situation, the other party does not seem to have the intention of making a move.

"Juza, what are you still doing in a daze, kill him quickly!"

The giant seat glanced at Feng Yingxi, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, and then looked at Ling Qiu Che, with a puzzled expression: "You see that he is so seriously injured, there will be no threat for a while. I think I'll spare him this time!"

"Spare him? Then who can spare me? Before you reached the battlefield, he had already killed Ling Fubei and cut off his head. Do you want us to be like him?"

Juza hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Don't worry, patriarch, if he dares to come to the door again and let me be his opponent, I will not show mercy to my subordinates at that time, and I will definitely end his life with my own hands." It's just that he is in a very bad state now, and I really don't want to take advantage of others, so I ......"

"Bastard!

In the midst of Ling Qiu's piercing scolding, a very fast, incomparably sharp thorn shot out from the cluster of blood-colored demon vines, and rushed straight towards the ground Feng Yingxi. This move is extremely low, almost ankle-level, so you can't move even if you want to reach out to block it. But the giant throne is now different from what it used to be, not to mention the great increase in cultivation, and the ability to control the body has also reached a new level, I saw him turn his body upside down, his feet up, his head down, and the two fingers of his right hand just caught the menacing blood thorn, and quickly straightened his body. I have to say that the force of that sneak attack was so strong that Juza took four or five steps back in a row to stabilize himself, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Juza, are you going against me?" cried out in a grim tone.

Juzao casually threw the thorn aside, then clasped his fists and said, "Don't misunderstand, Patriarch, Juzao is not against you, but he doesn't want to violate his conscience. Since the matter has come to this, the giant seat is not afraid to explain that as long as I am here, you will not want to hurt him a single hair. ”

"You, Juza, hahaha!"

Listening to Ling Qiu's terrible and terrifying laughter, Feng Yingxi, who fell to the ground in the rear, finally got up from the ground, half-knelt to support his body, and then said coldly: "What kind of thing are you, why do you use the life of my wind god to protect your nameless junior, you get out of the way, I want to see what other demon magic that monster has." ”

"Be careful!"

Just as the giant seat turned to look at the wind, a new blood-colored plant grew on the open space behind the other party, and the top was inlaid with a flower bone that was waiting to be released, which was slowly stretching towards the person's back. The giant seat screamed, and the blood vine seemed to be greatly stimulated, and immediately rushed out, and the flower bones on the top also cracked, and poked out two rows of fine and sharp wolf teeth, and bit Feng Yingxi's shoulder fiercely.

"Oh!

Under the severe pain, Feng Yingxi was so angry and slandered that he didn't even raise his hand, but only used his mind to drive the wind around him, and transformed into a sharp blade, slashing the blood vine in two pieces when he landed. Losing its nutritional supply, the man-eating flower bone immediately lost its soul, and was dragged off its shoulders by one of them, and crushed into a pool of fishy blood.

"Despicable, you despicable villain!"

As soon as Feng Yingxi stood up, a strong feeling of dizziness immediately rose in his mind, and he sat down on the ground again. And Ling Qiu Che, who watched this scene, laughed and said: "Feng Yingxi, you also have today! Taking advantage of your danger is despicable, aren't you despicable if you Lingzhang alien race bullies the weak with the strong?"

"You!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the giant seat hurriedly sealed the acupuncture channel for him, and healed his injuries with his exercises, so as to protect his heart and prevent him from dying of blood.

"Well, you should be quiet and rest for a while, or your life will be lost. ”

Feng Yingxi was about to speak, but after thinking about it, it made sense, so he didn't reply. But at this time, the spirit feud in the distance obviously didn't want to stop here, seeing that the giant throne's eyes were slightly wide, and he had no time to take care of himself, so he wanted to drive the ancient thousand hands to attack again. Cultivation has reached this realm, even the slightest change in mood can cause others to perceive, Juza saw that the spirit Qiu Che still refused to stop, and was about to take measures, but he heard that above the nine heavens, a thunderbolt-like voice descended from the sky: "Demon, Hugh is rampant!"

"Boom!"

A violent vibration suddenly erupted from the ground under his feet, and the giant seat, who was originally healing the wind and luck exercises, lost his balance because of this, and then opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that the place where Ling Qiu Che was just now had turned into a sea of thunder and fire, and a figure like a demon god stood in front of them. Not far away, a thin, listless beast fell to the ground, tears oozing from its eyes.

"Hahaha, it's a pleasure!"

"Thor, it's you!"

Juza originally thought that after the previous battle in the city, the thunder god Lei Zhengting would leave the secluded capital with interest. Who would have thought that instead of retreating, he absorbed all the true thunder power in the body of his mount, the True Thunder Beast, so that the originally depleted internal force was restored again, even better than before. The thunder just now was his birth after his "rebirth", and he was completely defeated with one move.

"Hahaha, God help me, God help me! Lingqiu is dead, it's your turn next!"

As he spoke, Lei Zhengting raised his palm, and his palm was facing the giant seat in front of him. For a while, countless lightning snakes in the sky flowed wantonly, turning into a huge net of thunder nets as big as the sky, all of which poured into the palm of Lei Zhengting's hand. For a while, Lei Zhengting's body turned pale in color, and an incomparably dazzling brilliance suddenly appeared in the two vicissitudes of gloomy old eyes: "Giant seat, turn to ashes!"

Juzao is healing Feng Yingxi's luck, and it is at a critical moment, and it can't be interrupted for a while, otherwise not only will the previous efforts come to naught, but both himself and Feng Yingxi will be eaten by the aura, and they will be seriously injured if they don't die. At this time, Feng Yingxi suddenly opened his eyes and scolded: "Lei Zhengting, do you want to kill me?"

Hearing this, Lei Zhengting was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Of course not." But you've been my enemy for so many years, so now you can compensate me for your contributions!"

"Let's go!"

Feng Yingxi knew that the power of this move was definitely not something they could handle. But he was seriously injured and had no strength to dodge, so he had to remind Juzao out loud. But now the giant seat is like a scale, and it doesn't move. At this time, the thunder light in Lei Zhengting's palm had already reflected all the space within a radius of ten zhang to pale white, and a large amount of rubble and rubble had turned into flying dust because of it.

"You two are going to die together!"

"Hum~"

In an instant, everything was silent!