Bang bang bang bang......

The sound of the remnants of the legs and feet of the huge metal centipede constantly bombarding the fireball is deafening!

When the fiery red ball composed of magma-like fluid in the cold rain was constantly twisted and deformed by the centipede essence and regained its hard support, everyone who was pushed out knew that it was powerful and used all possible means to attack the centipede essence.

Dong Tianle, who was barely able to stand still and was injured, was supported by Chu Wenxin, and endured the terrifying injury and strengthened his true qi to break the heavens and the palm power of the mixed yuan, and the blue light of the basin size took off his hand with a surging power that was far less than before, and blasted into the centipede spirit's wall-like body in the air.

Yan Chixia's sword finger moved again, and the huge sword wheel that evolved from an unknown number of swords reappeared, and the huge head of the flying thorn centipede spirit was driven under the law.

Zhiqiu Yiye now had no Fu Seal, so he could only hold back his breath and forcibly cast a reversal that he had not yet fully practiced, and the magic was unfolded and turned into a small black tornado, rolling towards the centipede essence.

This is already the most powerful spell he can cast at this time, and it was originally expected that it would take a year or two before he could practice it to the extent that he could use it at will, but the current situation did not allow him to hesitate at all, and almost everyone on this side of Hanyu died with only one end.

The centipede spirit kicked Chu Wenxin sharply and couldn't fight in close quarters, but he was not to be outdone, the thin water long knife in his hand fell to the ground, and a knife qi containing fiery true qi was slashed out in reverse between his hands, and the knife qi came out along the ground and drilled straight to the foothold where the centipede spirit was standing.

He usually doesn't talk much at this time, and he found out very calmly that the centipede that stands up also needs a foothold after all, and he has no ability to cause damage to the centipede essence but can destroy the ground on which it stands.

Knowing Han Yu's strength, he understood that he only needed the centipede spirit body to shake and dump, and the attack that stopped instantly could give Han Yu time to escape from the attack range.

But in fact, the foundation of the centipede spirit is far beyond everyone's expectations!

After a loud bang, although the centipede essence foothold destroyed by the sword qi collapsed, the centipede essence's body only shook slightly and still maintained a strong attack, and this kung fu did not affect its attack on the cold rain at all, even a little!

And the centipede essence that was interfered with by Zhiqiu Yiye's twisting technique was not painful or itchy, and the huge body that was as hard as steel was allowed to be rolled up by a small tornado that was only one person thick, even if Zhiqiu Yiye had used all his strength, it was still difficult to shake half a minute, and the huge body was swept by the tornado to the point that it was only as if it was blown by the wind, leaving no trace at all.

Dong Tianle's weak palm force slapped on his body without the slightest effect, and he didn't even shake his body for half a minute!

Xuanyuan Sword is a peerless divine weapon in this realm, although everyone doesn't know how Yan Chixia comprehended and exerted it in this half a day, but now among the four people, only his attack has caused a little damage to the centipede essence.

Perhaps it was the attributes of each other, and under the shuttle back and forth of dozens or hundreds of golden sword shadows, the hard and clear head shell of the centipede spirit was scratched out for the first time, hundreds of criss-crossing traces.

But that's just it, at this time, he is not Yan Chixia in the late stage of the original plot, this sword method is still temporarily refined after Xiao Sha left this morning, and Han Yu saw that he was also a spell caster and instructed him, although he has the power of the posture, but it is not as good as the late stage of the original plot, and the shot is all dependent on the strength of the Xuanyuan Sword itself.

All in all, these attacks by him, including everyone, can only be regarded as a provocation to the centipede spirit!

It's just that now the centipede spirit has no time to pay attention to revenge at all, ignoring these attacks, and only wants to smash the fiery red magma ball in front of him, get the blue crystal as soon as possible, and then find a safe place to wait for the tengu to eat the sun, and the mana is no longer only bound to the body, and then it is naturally not afraid of any opponent.

And after this time, under the continuous bombardment of legs and feet, the fiery red ball that protected the cold rain has dimmed a lot. Each slap of the centipede's legs and feet will be burned again, or burned, and at the same time, the magma will be blown away, which is no more than a foot in size, and the defense of the cold rain will be broken after a while.

But the centipede spirit was not satisfied with such an attack, and after sacrificing one leg again and slapping it hard, it directly grew its mouth and squirted out a thick black venom like a splash from its mouth and sprinkled it on the fiery red ball.

The venom melted as soon as it touched the ball, and as soon as it was touched, it spread with the high temperature on the fiery red magma ball, and in a short time it had already dyed a good fiery red ball gray red, and even the high temperature in the air carried a dizzying stench wherever it passed.

But there was a commotion, and the cold rain that could not bear it in the middle finally cast a spell to disperse the ball, and the person flew out of it like a big bird. The gray-red magma sprayed out like a rain in all directions, and most of the intense heat accompanied by the thick venom sprayed in the direction of the centipede essence.

The huge body of the centipede spirit who was attacked by the high temperature quickly stepped back a few feet to avoid the fiery magma, and the cold rain that flew out of it seized the gap and immediately flew out of the air to the other side, the speed was unprecedentedly fast.

But as soon as she was halfway through the flight, she suddenly fell from mid-air to a slope that had been beaten a little down, and the muddy and dusty mess rolled down, and when she stopped, her embarrassed face was already a seriously injured gray color, and the corners of her eyes and bloody lips were purple like ghosts.

Poisoned!

Yan Chixia on the other side was about to rush to the rescue when she saw this, and the cold rain that landed on the ground ignored her poisonous injuries, her heart was crossed, and she quickly took out the blue crystal from her arms, and used the residual power to throw it out of thin air to Feng Ling and Xuanxuan, who were fighting more and more fiercely in the distance, and shouted sharply: "Xuanxuan Xuanxuan, for you!" ”

Shout......

After the blue crystal with the power of the spell got out of his hand, he turned around in mid-air at a speed faster than the sword, and quickly bypassed the centipede essence and drew a blue arc like a sharp arrow towards the place where Feng Ling and the two were fighting, Zhiqiu Yiye, Yan Chixia, Chu Wenxin, including Dong Tianle and others were all stunned.

Not only them, but even the centipede spirit didn't realize for a moment why she wanted to kill this thing!

However, they then understood that this was a method to lead the water to the east, using aquamarine as a medium to forcibly let the centipede essence and the extinction Xuan Kill fight each other.

This strategy is not clever, but even if the centipede spirit knew that it was a plan, she had to give up the attack on her and drop her body for fear of being cut off and killed, and the remaining centipede legs moved quickly and chased in the direction of the blue crystal, although the size was large but the speed was amazing.

After the centipede spirit left, Yan Chixia and Chu Wenxin, who were no longer threatening, rushed over to help her up to heal her injuries, and as soon as they approached her, their faces suddenly turned flat: "Don't come close to me...... Toxic ......"

"Cold Rain ......"

The weak voice came from the mouth of Dong Tianle, who was helped by Xia Hou at this time, at this time, after he used up the last bit of true qi, the burning pain of his body was indescribable, and nearly half of the fat body exposed in front of everyone was cracked and scorched, and he was still bleeding in many places.

Looking at the dying cold rain on the ground, anyone can see the pain in his eyes at this time, but I don't know if this pain is for the cold rain or tortured by the pain, or both!

The other people looked at the originally delicate beauty who was embarrassed and poisoned, and the corners of her mouth were constantly bruised, and the blood was flowing down, and Yan Chixia, who was a little childlike and childlike, held the Xuanyuan Sword tightly, turned her head, and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

All of them understood that unless the old demon of Black Mountain, or the centipede spirit immediately cast a spell to rescue it immediately, the cold rain would be hopeless, and this poison could melt the stone metal with a little bit, and it was already through the magma ball and the cold rain itself that it was already a matter of magma balls and the cold rain's own physical creation.

This is poison, even Feng Ling's fire magic skill can't be cured, and even Feng Ling has to be caught up with forced treatment!

"Hehe......"

The cold rain on the ground smiled bitterly: "Fat man, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to teach you the technique, and I won't have the opportunity to track down those things with Xiao Sha." Go and help them, when I die...... Let Xiao Sha take the account book in my arms to check, no matter what the result is, I will eventually give Taixuan an explanation...... It's a favor I owe him, if there is an afterlife...... Re-report in the next life...... Burst! ”

As soon as the last words fell, Han Yu forcibly turned his head and sprayed a mouthful of black blood to his side, his expression was even more depressed, but the look in his eyes was much brighter than before!

Is this a flashback?

In the silence of everyone, a small bag on her waist suddenly squirmed!

Then, a small white jade-like person with a little cyan forcibly opened the bag and crept out of it, his eyebrows and eyes were full of anxiety, and as soon as he came out, he quickly climbed along her shirt to her neck, and a pair of small hands that were not even as thick as chopsticks suddenly hugged her chin, looking anxious.

(End of chapter)