The roar sounded one after another, and the colorful brilliance spread out in a small area, and the violent fluctuation power even dispersed the surrounding miasma to the rear.

The golden flying sword and many magic weapons exploded together, and a loud sound that shook the sky erupted, and some cultivators' magic weapons were directly cut in half in an instant under so many flying swords, and the remaining cultivators were barely able to support it, but their magic weapons also showed signs of collapse.

Lin Ruoli's flying sword is made of golden ancient trees as the main material, it is extremely sharp and spiritual, it is not a treasure that can be compared to it at all, the most important thing is that Lin Ruoli's flying sword is too much, one hundred and eight flying swords, together, you can imagine how powerful it is. 35xs

But at this time, Lin Ruoli was also a little difficult to control one hundred and eight flying swords at the same time, although her spiritual power and spiritual sense were far superior to those of the same level, but controlling so many flying swords together still made her feel a huge consumption.

"Well, how could she have so many flying swords?" Duanmu Wentai cursed in unimaginable terms, watching countless golden flying swords circling around and slashing around, and the protection formed by the magic weapons sent by all the cultivators together was enough to resist this terrifying attack.

Duanmu Wentai slapped the storage bag with one hand, a red leather drum appeared in his hand, the drum was red throughout, and the drum surface was yellow like a skin, and on this drum surface was embroidered with a hideous totem, like a ghost, and like an ancient beast. Flash Dance.

After Duanmu Wentai took out the red-edged and yellow-faced drum, he directly played the trick and sent it upwards, and the red drum suddenly soared out of the air and turned into a huge drum, and the totem on it became more and more obvious and hideous, as if it had come to life, and wanted to break free from the drum surface.

"Knock Knock"

With the throbbing of the strange totem on the red drum, a trembling drum sound came out of the small drum, and layers of ripples directly centered on the small drum, rippling towards the surroundings, and the golden flying sword that was about to break through the magic weapon defense was actually sluggish under this layer of ripples.

Lin Ruoli frowned slightly, and the heavy drum beat seemed to fall on her heart, making her suddenly feel very irritable and uncomfortable, but with the vibration of the Silver Dragon Demon Pill in her body, this strange feeling disappeared immediately.

At this time, she clearly felt that her flying sword seemed to be being dragged by something, and she could no longer exert the sharp power she had just used, and even now it was very laborious to cut out a sword, and it would consume a lot more spiritual power than just now

After the red light flashed in her eyes, Lin Ruoli was a little surprised, she found that on the strange totem above the small drum, there were countless transparent silk threads falling with the drum beat, dancing constantly, and all the transparent silk threads were wrapped around Lin Ruoli's golden flying sword.

The hideous monster kept squirming with its hands and feet, and as it squirmed, Lin Ruoli's natal flying sword was completely restricted, and the cultivators beside Duanmu Wentai also breathed a sigh of relief.

"What kind of treasure is this?" Lin Ruoli said secretly, she naturally knew how sharp her flying sword was, and the other party's small drum was actually able to resist her own flying sword, Lin Ruoli was also a little surprised.

Lin Ruoli felt a little difficult when he originally manipulated so many flying swords, and at this time, seeing that the flying sword attack had no effect, he pinched the sword trick and wanted to withdraw all the flying swords, those golden flying swords suddenly shook again and again, and there was a sword sound one after another, and the golden light flashed directly towards the transparent thin lines in front of him.

At this time, in the eyes of outsiders, the flying swords were slashing in mid-air, but only Lin Ruoli and Duanmu Wentai, the caster of the small drum, knew what Lin Ruoli was doing at this time.