"You have such a big appetite! and you are not afraid of bursting your belly!" The demon clan, whose ears were like a fan, shouted violently, and continued: "Since you have the idea of destroying our two clans, then I will no longer keep my hands, although there is still some trouble after using it, but it is better than exterminating the clan." ”

"That empty Daoist friend, use all your strength! Otherwise, Huangquan Road will be as ruthless as Kuhang Daoyou!" Although Fang Huairan's heart was cold, he still said indifferently on his face.

Tu Kong sneered, and a mouthful of essence blood spit on the ring worn on his finger, and the seven-colored light of the ring shone brightly, like a seven-colored little sun, and Fang Huairan, who was burning, couldn't look at it directly.

Immediately after, in Fang Huairan's divine sense, he sat cross-legged in the air, his hands in front of his chest, and at the same time, the mana in his body surged, and an astonishing evil aura emanated from the middle of his hands.

Feeling this rich evil aura, Fang Huairan secretly screamed in his heart, and rushed over with two puppets without thinking.

This time, he didn't dodge, but continued to stimulate that amazing evil aura.

Fang Huairan quickly released the Yin Yang gourd that had already been recalled, using the gourd as the center of the ball, a black and white ball of light instantly enveloped the empty sky, and the two puppets also dodged and rushed up, raising their fists against the seven-colored light mask of the empty sky.

After the banging sound, the seven-color light mask was smashed into a little dent, and it was actually forced to come down.

Fang Huairan pinched the trick again, inspiring the Qingyu Dragon Yin Sword to refine the sword into silk, but before the sword silk was completed, Fang Huairan suddenly felt a vicious aura rising from the Daoist Kong's chest, and then a dark red, exuding the breath of fire, arm-length light arrows, carrying an unrivaled momentum, shot towards him.

"Leave the fire Xuanguang Arrow!" shouted in vain.

As the light arrow flew, it absorbed the surrounding fire qi, and the speed of absorption was far beyond the ability of the Transformation Stage cultivator to mobilize.

Fang Huairan was so cold in his heart that he didn't want to order the two puppets to move, blocking the route of the light arrow one after the other, and at the same time punching at the light arrow.

But a scene that made Fang Huairan stunned appeared: I saw a flash of the Xuanguang Arrow from the fire, entering the Yin-Yang Xuanguang Ball, although the speed dropped by about one-third, it still pierced the fists and chests of the two puppets one after another, and the breath continued to shoot towards Fang Huairan without much decrease.

The two puppets that were killed in an instant, along the hole through which the light arrow passed, suddenly rose with dark red flames, and in the blink of an eye, the two puppets were encased and burned.

The puppet was killed, Fang Huairan's consciousness was in pain, he couldn't help but snort, took a strong breath, suppressed the discomfort of his divine sense, and looked at the Xuanguang Arrow that could not be restrained by Yin and Yang Xuanguang, and quickly thought about how he should deal with it.

No, refining the sword into silk may weaken the light arrow, but it takes time, if the sword itself, it can't block this blow at all!

The Five Emperors Golden Dragon Banner is not good, and at this time it is in a fierce confrontation with the blue light fan in vain.

Dragon Dance is not good, he is inseparable from the empty mechanical puppet killing, and he can't catch up at all!

After eliminating them one by one, Fang Huairan found that the only methods he could use were the Great Thousand World Mirror and the Five-Colored Divine Light, the former was okay, although the latter restrained the Separation from the Fire, but Fang Huairan felt that the Separation Fire Xuanguang Arrow that could not be restrained by the Yin and Yang Xuanguang could not be suppressed, even if the Five-Colored Divine Light was used, it would not have much effect.

However, it can be weakened a little, Fang Huairan opened his mouth and spit out a five-color divine light the thickness of his arm, passed through the Yin Yang Xuanguang Ball, and hit the Xuanguang Arrow from the Fire, and at the same time, the blue light above his head flashed, and the Great World Mirror flew out, and the mirror flipped over, and the mirror side down, shooting out a light blue light cone, protecting Fang Huairan from it.

With a bang, the six-colored light flashed, and after a while, the dark red Xuanguang Arrow from the Fire continued to shoot towards Fang Huairan with undiminished power, except for the fact that the color was a little dim.

The five-color divine light was effective, and Fang Huairan spit out a five-colored divine light again, weakening the Xuanguang Arrow from the fire.

In this way, after being weakened by the five-colored divine light for the second time, the Flame Xuanguang Arrow finally pierced the blue light curtain of the Great World Mirror.

With a bang, the red and blue light flashed, and the two-color fluorescent dots kept flying out from the contact between the tip of the fire Xuanguang arrow and the blue light curtain, and slowly extinguished and fell.

It didn't take long for the dark red light of the Fire Xuanguang Arrow to become fainter and fainter, and the blue light curtain of the Great World Mirror became thinner and thinner, and finally it was still one step away from the Fire Xuanguang Arrow and disappeared.

As soon as the Fire Xuanguang Arrow was extinguished, there was a crisp click on the mirror surface of the Great World Mirror, and a crack more than half a finger long appeared on the mirror.

Fang Huairan put away the Great World Mirror with a distressed look on his face, and then turned his head to look at the sky, with a look of rage.

But staring at it, Fang Huairan couldn't help but be taken aback by the empty appearance, only to see that his aura was high and low, and at the highest time, it was only the peak of the early stage of the god transformation, far from reaching his previous mid-stage cultivation of the god transformation, and his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, his lips were bloodless, and he looked like he was losing essence and blood.

Fang Huairan's heart instantly understood: just now, the Flame Separation Xuanguang Arrow was able to kill a cultivator of the same level in an instant, and it didn't seem to be so easy to send out!

The anger in his heart decreased slightly, Fang Huairan stretched out his hand and made a move, and the green jade dragon sword turned into a blue light, and Ping Pong kept attacking the seven-colored shield in vain.

Every time the green jade sword attacked, the face of the sky became a little ugly, although because of the blood sacrifice on the ring on his hand, the protective aura emitted by the ring was very strong, but the shock from the attack of the flying sword could not be spared.

For the void whose breath was unstable and his essence and blood were lost, the most important meditation right now was to shake it down, but this shock caused the mana in his body to be unable to effectively operate at all and suppress the injury.

This is what Fang Huairan wants, as long as it goes on like this, it won't be long before he can support it, and when his mana is stuck, it will be an opportunity to kill him.

With a decision in his heart, Fang Huairan's mind moved, and the light on the Dragon Dance and the Five Emperors Golden Dragon Banner flashed, and he stepped up his entanglement with the mechanical puppet and the blue fan, so as not to be withdrawn from the sky to defend himself.

Tukong was also bleeding in his heart at this time, just now, desperately cultivating to temporarily reduce and expose the fact that he had killed the god of the same race, and planned to kill Fang Huairan in seconds, but he didn't expect the protection of Fang Huairan's blue mirror to be so powerful!

Now I can only keep defending, looking forward to the other warbands having demons win and come to help me, otherwise, I will really fall here today.

Just when Fang Huairan and Tukong were each insisting, they suddenly heard a coquettish voice in the language of the demon clan: "Empty Valley Cicada!"

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind attribute aura came from the green lotus leaf in front of Cheng Yao, and the wind attribute heaven and earth aura that was originally isolated by the lotus leaf easily passed through the lotus leaf and entered the interior.