The power of the god transformation period, the existence of the peak of the lower immortal realm, how can people make such a mistake.

The man's hands were hidden in the sleeves of his robe, and then he stretched them slightly, and at that moment, the bat-like spirit beast flew out of his cuffs and pressed in the direction of Yan Ruyu and Chu Chen.

Yan Ruyu raised her hand slightly, and with a backhand wave, the same white butterfly roared away in the sky.

These white butterflies glow with a little starlight, like armor, and they don't fall behind in the fight with the relatively large and manic bat monsters.

The two of them only passed a move, but it was like two armies fighting, black and white were entangled in one place, and the wreckage fell from the sky, like a rapidly blooming wind and sand, with an indescribable beauty.

Without a single move, the Divine Transformation Stage monk was a little surprised, but thinking of the strange offensive of Chu Chen's previous time, it was not surprising, if Yan Ruyu, as a leader, was so easy to be taken down, wouldn't it be worse than his subordinates.

He curled his lips and smiled, revealing a cold expression, and grabbed a gun in his hand.

The wooden spear bloomed with silver light after being injected with spiritual power, especially the light at the end of the spear was extremely bright, and a spatial crack was also punched out when it was waved, making it have another layer of dark light.

Yan Ruyu's eyes condensed slightly, this Divine Transformation Stage cultivator was relatively powerful among the people she had seen.

Don't look at the contempt on his face, but he doesn't relax in the slightest when he fights, every move is very powerful, there is no room for it, and he is a very ruthless character.

Besides, that gun, which can have such power, has also been carefully raised by him for many years. Countless strong people died under that gun, but the evil qi in it was steadily suppressed, and even turned into their own use, which was already somewhat beyond the boundaries of ordinary products.

Dealing with such a person, Yan Ruyu didn't dare to be careless.

She took out the Dragon Slayer Excalibur and confronted the opponent's gun.

Although the Dragon Slayer Sword has been broken, the Red Silk has also been actively repaired over the years, and it has recovered its vitality at this time, and since absorbing some of Chu Ao's blood, the Dragon Slaying Sword seems to have undergone some abnormalities.

"No one under my gun can stop ten moves. The man stroked the barrel of the spear, and as his hand moved, the light of the wooden spear grew brighter and brighter, and even became hot.

He glanced at Yan Ruyu and said, "If you can catch my ten shots, I will retreat to the Dark Demon Realm, how about it?"

Yan Ruyu flew in mid-air, hunting in her clothes, and said, "If you can take my ten swords, I will let you go back to the Dark Demon Realm." ”

The man laughed loudly and said, "What a gut, see the truth under your hands." I'd like to see if your ability to speak wildly is as powerful as your mouth. ”

He stabbed at him with a single shot, hooking the chaotic power of the Yunlan Realm.

Yan Ruyu sent Chu Chen down, turned around and stabbed him with a sword.

Both of them made a random move, but they hooked the spiritual power in the heaven and earth, and they could see the trajectory of the flow of spiritual energy with the naked eye.

"Even the spatial cracks have been punched out. Everyone watching the battle was shocked.

Although there are not many spatial cracks, the horror of spatial cracks can be glimpsed from ancient books. Right now, these two powers have even cracked out, which shows the power in them.

Yan Ruyu's complexion turned pale at first, and then gradually recovered.

She has a divine tree in her body, and she does have a natural advantage in terms of aura, but her cultivation is still slightly lower, and the speed of transformation has never been comparable to the real god transformation period, and in the long run, it will be a little unbearable.

"First shot. The Avatar monk raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of coldness.

He didn't expect that this shot that broke the air was easily blocked by Yan Ruyu, Yan Ruyu's face he didn't see it, but he was more concerned about the speed of her recovery!

The recovery was so fast, as fast as if it weren't hurt.

"Then, the second shot, see how you take it. The shock in his heart didn't need to be revealed, he still looked disdainful, and his speed suddenly became fast, appearing above Yan Ruyu and swooping down.

Yan Ruyu disappeared in place, leaving a lotus phantom in vain, and when she reappeared, the sword edge was against the end of the gun.

"This second shot is not necessarily very powerful. With another lift, the Dragon Slayer Sword slashed across the gun, making a screeching sound of metal tearing.

"The second shot is not over yet, don't get too complacent!" The monk of the Transformation Stage pursed his lips and smiled, Yan Ruyu's strength was so great that he was so shocked that he almost let go of his hand.

As the words fell, flames erupted from the gun.

The flames are boundless, and they seem to be shadowless, but they really envelop people.

Yan Ruyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her pupils instantly turned into ice blue light, and ice lotuses flew out from the blade, protecting her. The tips of her hair radiated a chill, curled slightly, and stabbed at the man's heart.

Seemingly smooth long hair, but with a sharpness that is not weaker than a sword, the monk of the Transformation Stage did not expect that she still had such a back hand, and immediately retreated. The law of the sea of fire also disappeared in an instant.

"Third shot!" The first two moves were defused by someone, and the Avatar Stage monk stopped talking and slashed directly.

His marksmanship is very exquisite, and his control of spiritual power is also outrageous.

Between swinging the gun, in addition to the surrounding spiritual power, the black mist inside the gun was also hooked by him, and when he was accumulating, a complicated circle had been formed, like a spell mark, and when the muzzle of the gun was lit, the black circle became very large.

Yan Ruyu was within the scope of the black circle.

She glanced at the black circle, and the plan was already brewing in her mind. The Dragon Slayer Sword stood high in the air behind her, like a law image.

She quickly sealed, her ruddy face quickly turned pale, and then she finally held the starlight in the palm of her hand. There is a dim light in the center of the starlight, as if holding the planet.

"Sacrifice!" Yan Ruyu suddenly crushed the starlight again, and the spiritual light flowed out from her fingers, wisps like starflakes, like flying and crawling to cover the other party's black circles.

It looks like it's putting armor on the black mist, but it actually limits its mobility and quickly drains its energy.

"Break!" Yan Ruyu snorted, as if it sounded all over the mountains.

There was a click, like the crunch of a strip of ice breaking. Originally, the black mist was disembodied, but it was condensed into substance by her starlight, and from the level of substance, it was completely reduced to nothingness.

"What about the fourth shot?" Yan Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man.

This was the first time she had single-handedly dealt with a Divine Transformation Stage monk, and this monk was a leader in all kinds, both in terms of realm and combat, and even made her feel a huge threat.

"You don't have much spiritual power left in your body, can you still catch the fourth shot?" he turned the body of the gun, although he was talking, he was already preparing for the fourth shot, so he didn't care about Yan Ruyu's injuries at all.

He hadn't been ready to let her go early in the morning.