Speaking of this, he paused slightly, put away all the laughter on his face, and said with a fierce expression: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, now you are so weak, let me slaughter you to avenge the deep hatred of the year!!

"What fairy spirit? What is dead? You stinky monster, you talk crazy, you are really angry!" Murong Yan'er angrily took off the piano in his hand, the spiritual power in the slender jade hand was permeated, and his body retreated slightly, and at the same time, the finger was also plucked on the strings.

"Bell, bell!"

A series of sonic booms rang out, but the monster was unmoved. He said with a look of disdain: "This kind of sound wave is also worthy of hurting my nine-headed Jiao, ridiculous!"

His demonic aura was permeated, and his momentum was rising steadily, and the calm water around him was all stirred and surging. In the blink of an eye, his strength had already jumped to the middle stage of stepping on the clouds. Not only that, but the blue armor on its body also emitted a misty halo. Murong Yan'er's sound wave hit it, and it was forcibly dispersed without even setting off a wave.

"Hahaha!"

The nine-headed Jiao laughed, and suddenly waved the two-tall crescent shovel with both hands. The long shovel thrust forward, and the cold light on it burst out, emitting sharp fluctuations.

"Miss Murong be careful!"

Qingyangzi reminded him, and his hands slid quickly. The gossip dragon snatcher came out and slapped on the crescent shovel at once. At this time, Qingyangzi's standing strength was unparalleled, and the strength of the gossip dragon catcher had also reached the level of the peak of treading clouds. Although his palm was torn in half by the crescent moon shovel, at the same time, the powerful force also shook the nine-headed Jiao back dozens of steps.

"Woooo

The nine-headed Jiao's face was gloomy, and he looked at everyone again. He had always thought that Qingyangzi was the weakest among all the people, and he was only a monk in the Tribulation Period, but he didn't expect this blow to be so strong. His face was gloomy, and his right hand trembled slightly, and he was suddenly numbed by the huge reaction force just now!

"Dragon Transformation Technique: Nine Owl True Dragon!"

He let out a low roar, and all the spiritual power in his body left his body. These spiritual powers turned into nine azure dragons around him, and at the same time, he kicked the ground and jumped violently.

"The Great Collapse Technique!"

"Bang!"

The big shovel suddenly smashed to the ground, and the entire Dragon Silk Palace shook violently. The ground cracked layer by layer, and bottomless cracks spread to the four happy and three. The fissure is bottomless, because this is the bottom of the sea, and as soon as it is formed, countless seawater immediately pours into it.

Seawater pours in, forming a curtain of water. However, these water curtains are also mixed with the energy fluctuations of the nine-headed Jiao, and they have formed a sharp and piercing "Ng" sound.

Underground is the spread of fissures, and part of the water curtain on the ground spreads. At this time, Sixi and the others were so shocked that they didn't have time to dodge. Seeing that the rift was about to rush over, Murong Yan'er at the front immediately snorted.

"Kotoshin!"

"Whoosh!"

The guqin in her hand quickly enlarged, sucked her body directly into it, and dodged to the side.

"Statue of the old gentleman!"

Qingyangzi jumped and quickly turned into a white stone statue. Because the fissure is not wide, the stone statue spans directly across it. It seemed invincible, and it was cut by the curtain of water without the slightest hint of damage. The two people in front of them dodged, and the rift came to Sixi in the blink of an eye.

"Dunjia Technique: Stake Escape!"

"Click!"

As soon as Sixi's figure disappeared, the water curtain cut over. The conjured stake was cut in half, but Sixi had already dodged the attack. Seeing that the three of them showed their own means and dodged over, the nine-headed Jiao was not in a hurry. From the moment he landed, he didn't take advantage of the victory to chase after him, but kept muttering.

By this time, all the incantations in his mouth had been recited. With a grin, he shouted triumphantly: "Nine-headed exquisite lamp!"

"Buzz!"

Strange fluctuations came out, and the nine-headed spiritual power dragon on his body spewed out at the same time. These gases quickly fused with each other, and then absorbed the surrounding aura and Dao to grow rapidly. In just a few breaths, they had formed a ring that surrounded Qingyangzi.

After the temptation just now, the nine-headed Jiao has already shifted the target to Qingyangzi, a person with combat power against the sky. At this time, Qingyangzi became a statue, unable to move, and completely a living target. I saw that the ring fell to the ground and disappeared quickly. Then the ground agitated, and nine half-human-high Jiao heads were born.

The color of each Jiao head is different, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, as soon as the nine Jiao heads are formed, they each open their mouths and spew out milky white energy at the statue of Qingyangzi. There was no spiritual power or Dao rules in these energies, just pure air blades, but even so, their sharpness should not be underestimated.

I saw that the water flow where the energy passed was easily cut like tofu, and the nine energy qi attacked at 360 degrees without dead ends, and it was impossible to dodge it. However, Qingyangzi's transformation has not been lifted, and the statue of Lao Jun is still standing there majestically.

I only heard the sound of "bang", and the next moment, all the nine powerful qi blades hit the stone statue.

But the statue is still intact!

"Hmph! Any defense has a limit! Lao Jun is not like I haven't seen it before, although it is harder, but there is also an upper limit to what you can bear! I want to see how long you can last during a tribulation period!" The nine-headed Jiao snorted coldly in disdain, and the nine Jiao heads each spewed out a powerful qi blade. This time, before the strength of the blade hit the stone statue, the head of the Jiao was in Zhang.

"Bang bang bang!"

The powerful qi blade seemed to be endless, and the continuous spraying of the Jiao head made Murong Yan'er extremely anxious. She conjured out of the piano and immediately played a debut sound, and the blade shot at Jiao's head.

"Bell, bell!"

However, the sound blade did not hit the Jiao's head, and the nine-headed Jiao stepped forward and directly intercepted it with the slender crescent shovel.

"Hahaha!

As soon as he beckoned, the nine true dragons in front of him opened their mouths at the same time, spitting out water bombs the size of human heads, shooting at Murong Yan'er. At the same time, the nine-headed Jiao held a crescent shovel and rushed towards Sixi.

As he rushed, he said proudly: "The Demon Clan's Tianyin Talisman Spellmaster is known as the unparalleled sound of the qin, but if I can force you to not be able to play the qin, it can only be a waste! As for you, ......"

He looked at Sixi and said disdainfully, "Qimen Ranger is the most rubbish commodity in the Eight Factions Alliance. People like you can't do melee combat, and you can't attack from a distance. Look at Lao Tzu taking your life with his own hands!"

"Huh!"

The crescent shovel slashed down quickly, as if it were about to cut him in half with a single blow. At the critical moment, the corners of Sixi's mouth grinned, and he said softly: "Dark step!"

"Whoosh!"

"Bell!"