Chapter 487: Helping Feelings
"Senior brother, help!"
The three of them found Ye Feng who was suspended and void, and saw Ye Feng stepping on the magic weapon, although he didn't have time to explore the cultivation, but at least he was also a Jindan period monk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked behind the three of them, only to see that the three of them were empty, but on the ground, a slightly bulging sandbag moved quickly.
A cold light flashed on Ye Feng's face, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of flying swords shot out, shooting out behind the three of them, and dozens of flying swords hovered in mid-air before shooting towards the ground.
"Roar..."
There were several violent beast roars on the ground, and the sandbag suddenly turned, forming a huge wind and sand whirlpool, which turned sharply on the ground, and a huge beetle with a body size of more than ten zhang shot out from the quicksand whirlpool and fell to the ground. And kept roaring.
"Senior brother, be careful, this sand armor beast has an extremely strong defense, and is good at earth-attribute hidden attack spells, which is very difficult!"
Seeing that Ye Feng forced this beast to appear with one move, the three of them showed great joy at the same time, and the girl hurriedly reminded her.
The armor-killing beast seemed to see that Ye Feng was not easy to provoke, and after roaring a few times, he abandoned the three of them and shot towards Ye Feng, and ran, the two sharp forelimbs kept waving, raising the sand particles on the ground, and with a blow of the mouth, a huge tornado was formed, shooting towards Ye Feng.
The tornado was castrated extremely fast, and it flew in front of Ye Feng in a blink of an eye, and the three of them were also trapped in the dense tornado before they could dodge for a while.
Seeing such a huge momentum, the three of them hurriedly sacrificed their magic weapons and protected themselves tightly, while more tornadoes shot towards Ye Feng, and the three of them couldn't help but show a trace of worry.
But seeing Ye Feng sacrifice a milky white bead and raise a faint white light curtain, he didn't make any moves, and the huge tornado storm approached the white light curtain, but it couldn't break through the defense of the light curtain at all.
A moment later, after all the tornadoes had blown, Ye Feng put away the star bead with an expressionless face, and then pointed at the flying sword not far away, and dozens of flying swords shot downward, constantly hitting the body of this beast.
I saw that although this beast kept roaring in pain, the defense of the carapace on its body was amazing, and with the sharpness of the phantom sword, it was impossible to break through this defense for a while.
On the contrary, it was the sand armor beast that kept waving its forelimbs, and from time to time it counterattacked Ye Feng's flying sword. And a pair of forelimbs danced violently, and suddenly burrowed into the ground.
"It's not good, I'm going to run away!"
Seeing this, the young man in the Jindan stage hurriedly took out a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, but before he could sacrifice this magic weapon, Ye Feng suddenly sacrificed a purple small tripod and a seven-star refining treasure tripod.
The purple small tripod suddenly flew into the air, and countless purple filaments of light shot down, instantly submerging into the ground.
A moment later, Ye Feng played a magic trick, and the little ding suddenly flew slowly into the air.
And the sand armor beast was even densely wrapped in countless purple filaments of light, and was slowly pulled out of the ground.
And after Ye Feng played a trick again, the Seven-Star Refining Treasure Ding suddenly shot at the top of the sand armor beast's head, and under the reversal of the ding's mouth, the three-color flames erupted, devouring the sand armor beast that could not move its body for a moment in the fierce flames.
In the terrifying heat, the sand armor beast kept roaring in pain, and struggled violently.
Seeing that the filament of light of the purple Xiaoding was slowly broken free, Ye Feng hurriedly pinched the magic trick, and after dozens of flying swords circled in the air, they instantly turned into a giant sword several zhang long, shooting towards the sand armor beast.
"Hiss!", and the head of the armor-killing beast was cut off.
The headless sand armor beast was not killed for a while, and struggled even more violently. Earthy yellow blood splattered everywhere.
The vitality of this demon beast was so strong that Ye Feng couldn't help but be surprised for a while, and he hurriedly manipulated the flying sword and shot towards the neck of this beast that had been decapitated.
After a few moments, the beast gradually stopped struggling, fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, it died completely.
The three of them couldn't help but show a look of horror, the magic power of this sand armor beast far surpassed that of a monk of the same level, otherwise the three of them would not have taken such a lot of trouble to kill a fifth-level demon beast, and when they saw the seventh-level sand armor beast, they could only flee in embarrassment, but seeing that Ye Feng only had the cultivation of the Jindan period, he raised his hand and killed this demon beast, and he did not do his best.
The young man in the Jindan period who was the leader hurriedly bowed his hand to Ye Feng and said, "In the Lower Cuixia Valley Qitian, these two are our fellow disciples of Cuixia Valley, thank you senior brother for saving your life, otherwise the three of us are afraid that there will be big trouble, but this senior brother has a very big eye, and his magical power is so great, he shouldn't be a disciple of our outer gate Thirteen Valleys, could it be the senior brother of which peak of the inner gate?
This person's speech is unusually polite, although the oral title is still commensurate with the peers, but between the tones, he faintly regards himself as a junior.
After Ye Feng played a magic trick, he took back all the magic weapons he had sacrificed, and said lightly, "A few Daoists are polite, in Xia Ye Feng, but the disciples of your sect, but they have heard the name of the Sword God Sect for a long time, and they want to join your sect." ā
The girl in white nodded and said, "No wonder, with the supernatural powers of this Taoist friend, if it is really a senior brother of this sect, he will never be nameless, but with the supernatural powers of Taoist friends and the sword cultivation technique of a body, it is natural that he can easily worship this sect, even if he is admitted to the inner door, it must not be difficult." ā
Ye Feng smiled faintly, and then said, "A few Daoist friends are polite, being able to kill this beast is only a sharp treasure on the lower body, but when you first come to your sect's residence, this place must not be far from the land of the mountain gate!"
The old man on the side hurriedly said, "Yes, this place is already less than 10,000 miles away from the sect, since the Taoist friends have just come to this sect, why don't you go together?"
Ye Feng nodded and said, "It's so good, it's going to bother the three Daoists!"
After finishing speaking, he played a trick at the sand armor beast on the ground, and the body of the giant beast that was more than ten zhang in size slowly became smaller, and was put into the storage bag by Ye Feng, and the faces of the three people who watched it were full of envy.
"The three Daoist friends have consumed a lot of mana, but do you want to rest here for a moment or two?" Ye Feng asked lightly.
The young man came back to his senses and said with a light smile, "That's not necessary, on the way to the sect, we won't encounter any high-level demon beasts, we can recover mana while flying." ā
Only then did several people release their magic weapons and fly away from the imperial weapon.
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