The two aliens were able to dodge the attack of the blue bell, Zhou Tong had expected it, so the second bell never rang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, seeing the two alien races dodging, Zhou Tong's mind moved, and the phantom of the blue bell dispersed, this is the new tactic that Zhou Tong has researched, if the enemy dodges, the phantom will not condense ice, although it consumes a certain amount of mana, but it is still a lot less than condensing ice.

As soon as the silent alien dodged the blue bell phantom, Fang Huairan's Xuanyue Collapse Mountain Axe slashed over, and before the blade of the axe could reach his body, the strong wind brought by the axe had already blown the hair on his tiger face close to the tiger's face.

Although he had never seen this magic weapon in the last battle, he was obviously not careless, and with a wave of the white wings behind his back, he sideways dodged the domineering slash of the Xuanyue Collapse Mountain Axe, and while retreating to widen the distance between him and Fang Huairan, he raised a light blue ice crystal flying sword and stabbed at the axe face.

Looking at the appearance of the Ice Crystal Flying Sword, Fang Huairan was stunned: Isn't this the weapon of the Bingyi Clan? Could it be that after Qi Qizhu was left by himself, the Silent Alien Race was so poor?

With a bang, the ice sword struck the Xuanyue Avalanche Mountain Axe, but it did not cause any damage to it, after all, the Ice Crystal Sword is only a magic weapon at the level of a mid-level imitation spirit treasure, and it is not a natal magic weapon of the silent alien race, and the Xuanyue Avalanche Mountain Axe is indeed a top-level imitation spirit treasure, the level is not as good, the Ice Crystal Flying Sword cannot cause any damage to the Xuanyue Avalanche Mountain Axe, not even a sword mark has been caused.

Glancing at the Xuanyue Mountain Collapse Axe, Fang Huairan stretched out his left hand and pointed at it, the light on the Mountain Collapse Mountain Axe rose, and the axe surface flipped over, and with lightning speed, it slashed towards the sword body of the Ice Crystal Flying Sword.

When there was a loud sound, the Ice Crystal Flying Sword was split in two and fell to the ground, Fang Huairan glanced at the Silent Alien Race, and found that his face was slightly pale, it seemed that the Ice Crystal Flying Sword had also spent a lot of effort on cultivating.

Too lazy to think about it, Fang Huairan pointed with his left hand again, and the light on the Xuanyue Collapse Mountain Axe rose again, carrying a huge might, and once again slashed towards the silent alien race.

I saw the silent alien frowning and staring at the giant axe that was chopping, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the aura disorder caused by the ice crystal flying sword being cut off just now, and decided not to sweep its edge head-on.

At the same time, he looked at his companion to see if he had suppressed his opponent's Terran female cultivator, knowing that he dared to find the two of them this time, it was entirely because of his strange ability of the Natal Poor Qi Zhu.

At this time, the elderly alien was struggling to dodge the blue ice phantom above his head like a bone appendage, while holding his own natal poor bead in his right hand, looking for an opportunity to sacrifice.

Seeing that his companion did not have the upper hand, the helpless look on the face of the silent alien tiger flashed, and it seemed that he could not count on his companion's help for a while, so he could only rely on himself.

But it's not a way to dodge like this, I still know the truth that I will lose if I keep it for a long time, the silent alien looked at Fang Huairan, who was flying towards him, gritted his teeth fiercely, took out the three-color bead magic weapon from the storage bracelet, and was about to spit out the essence blood to stimulate the bead, but when he thought of the old alien race's embarrassed dodging magic appearance, the silent alien suddenly became a spirit!

Now is not the time to fight hard, the black and white light of the human race on the opposite side is really weird, if you can't kill it with one blow, he traps his golden flower, the female clan eases up and kills the golden flower with him one by one, it will be troublesome, or wait for the female clan to be suppressed by his companions, at least he has to stumble.

Thinking of this, the wings behind the silent alien fanned sharply, and the silver giant axe flashed dangerously.

Fang Huairan saw that the silent alien race was just blindly dodging, not giving himself a chance to get closer, his brows furrowed slightly, and he thought in his heart: Although he took the initiative, the other party was not completely powerless to fight back, at least as soon as the opponent's three-color bead magic weapon came out, he would have to spend a lot of effort to deal with it. However, it is better for the other party to use it, and if it is not a blood sacrifice magic weapon, it will not be a big threat to himself at all; once the blood sacrifice magic weapon, the battle will be over, and with the sword talisman harvested in the storage belt of the monk of the Lianyuan Sword Sect, he will definitely be able to give the other party a good look.

Thinking of this, Fang Huairan felt that if he wanted to win, he could only force the other party to use the three-color orb magic weapon, but he couldn't use the natal magic weapon, in case he was injured by the golden flower, he would be in trouble.

With an idea in his heart, Fang Huairan threw the Qingyu Dragon Yin Sword above his head, letting it fly around his body like a fish, patted the storage belt with one hand, took out a spirit umbrella of the evil clan, turned the umbrella into a sword, and the mana was transmitted, and the light on the spirit umbrella shone brightly, shooting towards the silent alien race, and striking together with the Xuanyue Collapse Mountain Axe.

An axe attack on the silent alien race can still dodge the past, but with the addition of the spirit umbrella, the space for the silent alien to dodge and move is basically gone, anxiously glanced at the elderly alien, the silent alien reluctantly took out the three-color orb, mana poured in, the three-color orb quickly turned into more than ten golden flowers, and rushed towards the axe umbrella.

The golden flower appeared, the magic weapon came out, Fang Huairan was satisfied, stretched out his hand and pointed at the spirit umbrella, and the spirit umbrella rushed forward, blocking in front of the Xuanyue Mountain Axe, and the brush was stretched out to resist more than ten golden flowers flying in.

After more than ten explosions, the spirit umbrella was burned by the umbrella surface of the golden flower, leaving only the umbrella bones, and the spiritual light was exhausted, and the destroyed could not be destroyed again.

Fang Huairan was not distressed, and while taking out a spirit umbrella again, he controlled the undamaged Xuanyue Collapse Mountain Axe behind the umbrella to slash towards the silent alien race, not giving him time to release the golden flower again.

After all the golden flowers exploded, the three-color orb appeared again, but the silver axe attacked, and the silent alien race did not have time to stimulate the orb to turn into a golden flower again, and hurriedly made a move with one hand, ingested the orb into his palm, and the wings behind him slammed out, which was able to avoid the blow of the giant axe.

The silent alien who flashed the attack of the giant axe hurriedly activated the golden flower in his hand and flew towards the silver axe, intending to hit it hard, the power of the silver axe was too strong, and it was always a trouble.

But how could Fang Huairan let him get his wish, a new spirit umbrella had already flown in, blocking the explosion of the golden flower.

The look of pity on the face of the silent alien flashed, and before it could make a move, the silver giant axe slashed over again, and the silent alien gritted his teeth and hid aside, resentful in his heart.

Not to mention Fang Huairan's fight with the silent alien race, just talking about Zhou Tong and another elderly alien race, after the old alien dodged the bell-shaped phantom for a while, Zhou Tong was impatient: the three-color bead magic weapon of the silent alien race is extraordinary, if he doesn't solve this old poor qi quickly, Huairan is easy to deal with Jinhua alone!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Tong bit his silver teeth, the purple light on his body flowed, and the mana quickly poured into the wolf beast token held in his left hand, and the silver light on the token suddenly rose, and Zhou Tong raised his hand and quickly slashed five times in the five directions of the up, down, left, right and middle of the old alien race.