"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and work together to take down this old thing" As soon as Huo Yan fought it, he knew that although they were both in the Yanshen realm, it was obvious that the strength of the fog spirit was higher than his own, and if he didn't gather the strength of the three of them, he would not be able to completely take down the fog spirit.

"Red Sun Fire Dragon Cover, Nine Dragons Burning the Sky" At the same time, the fire flame consciousness moved, and the red sun fire cover that was originally borrowed to the red fire released a flame far better than the red fire just now, but now it is urged by the fire flame to have a world of power, these flames seem to be chaotic, in fact, if you look closely, you can see that there are actually only nine flames, these nine flames are like nine fire dragons intertwined with each other, forming a flame vortex and rotating towards the fog spirit cover.

"Raging Thunder Hammer, Thunder Slash!" Just as the fire flame urged the Chiyang Fire Dragon Cover to really make a move with the fog spirit, the Wild Thunder Ancestor on the other side struck out his spirit treasure Storm Thunder Hammer with a wave of his hand, and a thunderbolt of lightning slashed towards the fog spirit from the side.

At the same time, the old woman of the Bishui Sect also urged the Lingbao Kankong Illusion Mirror, and shot out a Void Illusion Mirror, covering the fog spirit.

"Fog Spirit Cloud Bowl Bowl, Fog Spirit Domain Seal!" "Facing the attack of the spirit treasure urged by the three gods, the fog spirit's expression also became solemn, only to see him wave his hand, the fog spirit cloud and mist bowl that was driven by the cloud and mist before was suspended above his head, dripping and spinning, and spraying out the Dao fog silk, these fog silk and fog spirits are extremely spiritual, interspersed with each other, and even formed a cloud and mist mass the size of a square circle, protecting the fog spirit in the middle.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

As soon as the fog ball formed, the flames and thunder bombarded the fog with their attacks, and with the thunderous roar, the entire cloud and mist was also bombarded and constantly deformed, but it still blocked their attack.

"This is the power of the realm, no, it's not the realm, it's a protective shield formed by the Spirit Treasure Fusion Formation and Divine Thoughts!" Just now, they were taken aback by the flames, the power of the realm is said to be a magical power that can only be comprehended by immortal cultivators during the fusion period, if the fog spirit really comprehends a trace of the power of the realm, then they immediately turn around and run, and they will not have the slightest concern, but after a closer look, they found that this is not the power of the realm at all, but a protective shield, but this protective shield is obviously more powerful, and it can hardly shake the attack of the three of them Lingbao without breaking it.

"Bishui girl, your phantom mirror light seems to be able to penetrate this protection, you work harder, we will cheer for you!Break this seal" After all, it is the old monsters for many years, and the cloud and mist domain cast by the fog spirit, although it has prevented the attack of their spells, it can also make them discover the drawback, that is, it can block the attack of the two of them, but it can't block the illusion mirror light of the ancestor of Bishui.

The Illusory Mirror Light is a kind of spiritual light that fuses the characteristics of illusion, water, and space, and this kind of spiritual light is specially used in the monk's divine thoughts and divine souls, because this cloud and mist domain also fuses the divine thoughts of the fog spirits, so it is impossible to block the attack of the Illusory Divine Mirror Light.

However, although that Phantom Mirror Light can ignore the defense and attack the fog spirit, because the fog spirit realm is slightly higher than that of the Bishui Ancestor, these attacks can also bring divine soul harassment to the fog spirit and cannot harm the fog spirit.

Despite this, it gave Fire Flame and Thunder the help they provided, and with the joint efforts of the three of them, the three spirit treasures blasted through the defense of the fog spirit in four or five clicks.

The "Boom" defense burst, and the body of the fog spirit turned into a mist and shot towards the old lady of Bishui.

As soon as the old lady of Bishui slapped the empty illusion mirror, a silver light shot towards the fog silk, and was illuminated by the silver light, and the fog spirit showed its true body again.

"Dragonfire"

"Thunderstorm"

At this moment, the fire and thunder would not give up such a good opportunity, and at the same time launched a fierce attack towards the mist spirit that appeared.

"Mist Spirit Turns into Rain!" In the face of the attack of the two, the Mist Spirit also used a powerful trick to resist the attack, although he could still fight with the three of them for the time being, he was already at a disadvantage.

"Well, almost, it's time for me to play" Zhou De's figure, which had been sitting on the platform at the moment, suddenly disappeared.

"Nine Dragons Fury" Huo Yan dodged an attack from the fog spirit, and once again urged the Chiyang Fire Dragon Cover towards the fog spirit cover.

"Raging Thunder"

"Phantom Bundle Spirit"

The attacks of the Wild Thunder Ancestor and the Blue Water Ancestor also came one after another.

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

At the same time as these three spirit treasures flew towards the fog spirit, a multicolored streamer flashed, and the three spirit treasures were all swallowed up and disappeared.

"Ah, why is my spiritual treasure gone" The next moment Huoyan They immediately panicked, urging their divine consciousness with all their strength to sense their spiritual treasure, but they found that the trace of divine sense connection between them and the spiritual treasure had gradually disappeared, and it was obvious that their spiritual treasure was being refined by a mysterious figure.

"Which master is here, please show up" At this moment, the three old monsters had realized something, and hurriedly clenched their fists into the void.

"Haha, three old shameless things, are you cool now? Aren't you very majestic just now! Come on, continue to attack me!" Seeing the three old guys looking so deflated, Wu Ling suddenly felt a burst of joy, and he naturally knew that the colorful streamer just now was Zhou De's shot.

"Fog Spirit, is it your ghost, where is our spirit treasure?" The expressions of the three suddenly changed a few times, as if they realized something, and they all looked at the fog spirit.

"I don't know where your spiritual treasure is, I just know that you all deserve to die!"

"Whew~" Where would the fog spirit talk nonsense with them, urging the fog spirit cloud bowl to shoot towards the flames.

"Huh~" Huoyan is a Yan Shen Immortal Cultivator after all, although there is no spiritual treasure, but the body is still very fast, and it disappears in a flash.

"Bang~" But when it reappeared, a colorful fist slapped his back as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

"Puff~"

"Peal~"

Huo Yan spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, took a few steps back quickly, and almost fell off the stage with one kick in the air.

"Who is it?" At this moment, the flame was extremely depressed, and it was definitely not the fog spirit that attacked him just now, but he was punched without seeing anything at all.

"It's your turn!" Just after Huo Yan was punched and vomited blood, the fog spirit once again urged the spirit treasure to smash into the Wild Thunder Ancestor.

"Ah, Lei Dun" The scene of the fire just now was wild, but the thunder was seen clearly, so seeing the attack of the fog spirit smashing directly urged Lei Dun to escape.

"Hum" suddenly a colorful streamer flashed, interrupting the trajectory of the wild thunder, and a fist blasted out again, and the wild thunder didn't have time to dodge at all.

"Poof~" The same mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the body fell from the air towards the platform.

"What person?" At this time, the old woman of Bishui couldn't see the mystery, and immediately drank at the void with a solemn expression.

"Hum~" But what responded to her was a colorful streamer, when the hood was underneath.

"Bah!" the old woman of Bishui was frightened and tried her best to dodge, although she dodged the colorful streamer, she did not dodge a palm, and slapped it heavily on the old woman's shoulder.

"Click~" With a crisp sound of bones breaking, the old woman's body kicked and stabbed and retreated a few steps, and her face was already extremely pale.

"Which master is it, please show yourself" The old woman looked pale and hugged her fist into the void, and was able to break her shoulder bone with one palm, this person is at least in the middle stage of Yanshen, and in the face of such a master, even if she has lived for so long, she knows the severity.

"Hum~" The void shook, and a figure in Tsing Yi appeared on the central platform, who is he not Zhou De!