Luo Kongping put away the chiseled ghost face, and suddenly snorted, stomped into the air, and stepped out of the crack. The next moment, with a big hand, a pillar of blood erupted in front of him, and hundreds of demon beasts were conjured, attacking the Xingdao Sect, and all the places that were passed by the demon beasts turned into ashes.

Yang Jian flew over at full speed, and was surprised to see the shattered Dao Sect. Without thinking about casting three eyes, he struck at the drought Luo Kongping.

Luo Kongping's expression was cold, he looked at the three golden rays of light coming towards him, snorted, and pushed the attack back with both hands.

Yang Jian was shocked, smashed it with a halberd, and shouted, "Who are you?"

After speaking, Luo Kongping said, "People who are dying don't have to know too much" After speaking, his sword pointed horizontally, and a huge bloody blade slashed towards Yang Jian's waist.

The blood blade shattered three eyeballs, and a bloodshot flowed out from the corner of Yang Jian's mouth. With a solemn expression, he resisted with a three-pointed two-edged halberd, but was swept out and crashed into the mountainside.

The injured Yang Jian slowly flew up, muttering "so strong" in his mouth

Seeing that Yang Jian was actually immortal under his giant spirit sword qi, Luo Kongping nodded slightly and said, "This seat, Drought Fish" suddenly took it away, recalled all the demon beasts, and turned into a bloody spear and shot out.

Yang Jian's divine sense swept and immediately found out Gu Lingyang's position, swooped down, picked him up and flew away immediately.

Luo Kongping controlled the blood spear in the sky, chased after and after him, and hit Yang Jian's landing place, which suddenly changed into a blood cone, and Yang Jian stabbed it.

"Bell"

Yang Jian slapped the blood cone with a halberd, but unexpectedly, the blood cone formed a lock, grabbed his arm along the three-pointed two-edged halberd, and pulled him back to the ground with Gu Lingyang.

Yang Jian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and punched Luo Kongping in the air. The blood stains on the ground quickly came to the dartle's body to block Yang Jian's attack.

A fire struck at the Drought Rakoro Kongping, enveloping it. A few figures suddenly flew in the distance, and they were Lian Xinzhi and others. Yang Jian below didn't say much, and took advantage of the situation to carry Gu Lingyang and fly away again.

With a wave of his hand, the fire immediately dissipated, and he looked at Lian Xinzhi and his party proudly.

Wen Bofu was surprised at first sight and said, "Empty... No, you're a drought, I'll kill you."

Lian Xinzhi glared angrily and said, "Drought fish, you can't escape." ”

Luo Kongping shook his head slightly and responded, "You can't live." With that, the sword finger struck out.

Lian Xinzhi pinched the trick and said softly, "Cheng", and suddenly the sword qi of the Drought Giant Spirit was interrupted, and the right arm was woodened and grew at a rapid speed.

Without hesitation, he slashed his right shoulder with his left hand and slashed it off. The right arm still grows, turning into a big tree and smashing into the ground. The next moment, the blood stain stuck to the right arm, and in an instant, it fell to create a new arm.

Drought Luo Kongping's eyes suddenly became fanatical, and he smiled, "Not only did you break the giant spirit sword qi of this seat, but also wasted a drop of zombie king liquid on me, you should be damned."

The sword on the side said politely, "If the donor obediently goes back to seal it, the poor Dao will protect your sword soul." ”

When Luo Kong Pingden opened his mouth, "Giant Spirit Sword Qi, Giant Spirit Sword" The sky suddenly changed color, and a blood-red drizzle drifted away, condensing in the left and right hands of the Drought Fish, forming a knife and a sword, shrinking into a needle, and holding it with the fingers of the sword.

Seeing this, the group sacrificed magic weapons and performed stunts. Lian Xinzhi sacrificed the flower and wood fairy qin, Wen Bofu burned the book with one hand with the wind and soul pen in the other, Jian Jue held the demon suppression sword, and Sang Lingzi pinched the trick to summon the wooden coffin and summoned the eight immortal silver puppets.

The two sides looked at each other, and the war was about to break out.

Wen Bofu gritted his teeth fiercely, and preemptively attacked the "Wind and Fire" burning book and slapped forward, the fire erupted, and the demeanor of the spirit pen void painting style,

After speaking, the right knife slashed out with a "bang", and a crack was cut out of the wind and fire, and he passed by him, and the left sword pointed forward, and a blood-red giant sword struck over.

The sword is absolutely pinched, the demon sword is instantly unsheathed, the light is revealed, after a sword shatters the blood sword, it returns to the hand, and suddenly the sword aura is swirling, reflecting the golden light, a sword points to the sky, and it is slashed down.

"Demon Suppression, you were defeated by this seat tens of thousands of years ago, and now that this seat has successfully transformed into a spirit, you have no chance of winning."

The Demon Suppression Sword seemed to understand, and the next moment it burst out with amazing spiritual power, and the power was even more powerful. Luo Kongping slashed with a bloody sword, and there were countless collision sounds of "bell ~".

The "Broken Blade Hammer" Luo Kongping drew horizontally with both hands, and the bloody sword and blood sword suddenly merged into a giant hammer. The two moves collided, and the giant hammer was cut out of the deep scar, and the sword was phantom back. The golden light of the Demon Suppression Sword shattered and let out a low roar, and the sword was devoured by the spirit weapon, and it spurted blood and retreated a few steps.

When the rest of the people saw this, they shot together.

Lotus Xinzhi played the flower and wood fairy qin again and again, and shot countless flower needles to hit it.

Sang Lingzi kept waving his hands, and the "Eight Immortals Subduing Demon Array" suddenly eight silver puppets flew around the drought, pinching their hands and sealing them again and again, and a huge subduing demon formation was depicted in the void. Wind, rain, thunder and lightning at night, eight dragons besieged.

Wen Bofu shouted, threw out the demeanor spirit pen, burned the book, and pinched the "Wind and Fire Divine Formula" The sky suddenly appeared blue and red. A fire dragon rushed out of the red sermon and swallowed the burning book in one bite, and the cyan sermon rushed out of the wind god and grabbed the demeanor spirit pen with one hand. The wind god stepped on the fire dragon and walked towards the drought with a domineering spirit.

Luo Kongping's eyes opened slightly, his expression was much more solemn, his fists danced, and he suddenly stretched out his big hand, and shouted "Xuanling Thirty-two Slashes" as soon as the words fell, and attacked frantically.

"Bang bang~" The explosion continued again and again.

The shadow of the sword and sword of the drought and the sky slashed off the flower needles one after another, and the cherry blossom giant trees quickly grew from the flower needles and fell to the ground, and the cherry blossom petals scattered into the sky, instantly turning into a pink battlefield.

At this time, the eight giant dragons continued to roar, spitting out various moves and striking at them, and the sound was huge and terrifying.

Drought Luo Kongping's eyebrows were deeply locked, and he suddenly felt pressure, and roared "Blood Lotus Nightmare" After speaking, he slammed into the void with a punch, spewing out a blood lotus, wrapping it and forming a bud, resisting all moves.

Unexpectedly, it was still penetrated by a flower needle and pierced into the chest, and the cherry blossom tree grew rapidly, and the drought Luo Kongping continued to vomit blood, and after a long time. The next moment, the buds were scattered, and there was a giant cherry tree on his chest, and Luo Kongping shouted and struggled to pull it out and throw it towards a giant eight immortal puppet. Red flesh, white bones, and bloody internal organs are exposed.

Drought Luo Kongping summoned the Zombie King Liquid and quickly repaired the injuries on his chest. Holding the chiseled ghost face that was about to be repaired in his hand, he said angrily, "Leave it all"

Everyone was surprised, and Sang Lingzi scolded, "Fuck, how can the chiseled ghost face be in his hands?"

Lian Xinzhi frowned slightly and said, "It's not good, you have to clean him up as soon as possible, you can do it with the sword." “

Jian Jue smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Poor Dao is fine." “

Wen Bofu on the side was silent, urging his spiritual power with all his strength, and controlling the Wind God Fire Dragon to strike with all his might.

The fire dragon's bloody mouth opened wide, spewing out a shocking fireball, the surrounding temperature instantly increased, and the cherry blossom petals gradually burned, and the scene was like a rain of fire from the sky. The wind god held the pen and drew the wind again and again, and the next moment the hurricane gathered fireballs, and the power was even more powerful, and it struck towards the dry and black air.

Luo Kongping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled disdainfully, "This seat has just broken the seal, and the mana is only forty percent, I hope you will cherish it" After speaking, he took the chiseled ghost face and stamped it on his face.