Chapter 201: The Battle of the Fire Spirit Realm (5)

Thank you for the reward from Huanan Feidaoyou. Thank you for the tips from book friends 120525171350252 Taoist friends.

Book group: 2-3-0-5-3-1-4-5-1

*

"Come on, fools!"

Wang Qingmin shouted loudly.

A group of Mahayana monks could barely believe their ears, was this shouted by a monk in the incarnation period? This man is really crazy!

"Junior, look for death!" The Mahayana monk, who looked very old, flashed and appeared in front of Wang Qingmin, with black qi in his hand, grabbing Wang Qingmin's body. At the same time, his natal space was released, suppressing Wang Qingmin to death.

"The old guy is going to be unlucky!" In the distance, the two Mahayana monks who had already learned Wang Qingmin's two golden skeletons were a little excited.

Sure enough, the two dragon skeletons slashed through with their knives in an instant, scattering the old man's natal space.

I saw that the old man's face turned pale, and his outstretched hand paused, but his consciousness was already injured.

"Old thing, die!" Wang Qingmin faced the old man who was close at hand, and instantly struck out a Netherfire Spell in his hand.

"Bell!" After a loud bang, the old man stood on the spot, his consciousness blurred for a while.

"Junior, you dare!" The handsome black man and another human Mahayana monk hurriedly teleported over to rescue the old monk.

"Brush!" Two black rays flashed, and the two who had teleported to the old man's side froze.

Not only them, but all the monks on the scene were already frozen.

What happened? The body of a Mahayana monk was slain and cut into three pieces.

"Uh~~?" The Mahayana monk still couldn't believe it, and the old man's face was full of horror.

"Roar!" Wang Qingmin roared, and the lion's roar came out in front of him.

In everyone's astonishment, the Mahayana monk's body shattered in the air, forming three fragments and falling into the magma below. A small primordial god appeared in the air, but this primordial god had not yet come to his senses, he really didn't expect that he would end up like this, and the attack power of the two skeletons was so strong.

This momentary loss of consciousness directly led to his disaster, the two dragon skeletons didn't care about those, the golden body exuded a terrifying killing intent, and two knives swung over.

"Ah, no!" It wasn't until Hei Mang reached his body that the three Mahayana monks were relieved, but it was already too late.

A cross-shaped knife mark appeared on the old man's primordial god, splitting the primordial god into four parts.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the old man's primordial spirit suddenly slowly cracked, and the sky-high white aura emerged from the cracks in the body, like a hot air balloon leaking everywhere.

The Yuan Shen quickly deflated, the old man withdrew and was killed, and even the Yuan Shen had already dissipated.

It's crazy, it's amazing.

This is a Mahayana monk who was slain alive in front of everyone and completely annihilated.

Compared to Wang Qingmin, the two golden skeletons were even more eye-catching at this time, and these two golden skeletons were too strong.

Although the old monk was careless, he didn't expect that the two skeletons could break through his ego space, so he was injured at the beginning, which made him lose the opportunity all of a sudden.

If a master makes a move, life and death are in an instant.

Xiao is this Mahayana old man who fought all his life, but in the end, he ended up like this, dying in this flame spirit realm.

"Damn skeletons, die!" The remaining two attacked Wang Qingmin's two skeletons like crazy, and they also saw that in order to kill Wang Qingmin, these two skeletons must be solved first.

A great war between humans unfolds first.

The two skeletons are facing a Mahayana monk.

Immediately, the swords were flying, the aura was shining, and the two sides were on a par for a while, and they were fighting happily.

There was a lively fight here, and the Mahayana monk of the Abyss Clan secretly said to the Mahayana monk of the Sea Clan: "How is it?" Do you have any plans? ”

The Sea Clan's monk was stunned for a moment, looking at this Abyss Demon Clan with some strange eyes.

"Well, this human's skills are very strong, are you interested in seeing them?" That abyss demon Mahayana monk Dao.

The Mahayana monk of the Sea Clan instantly understood the other party's intentions, originally he still wanted to take the opportunity to kill the human monk, so young can have such courage and courage, once this person grows up in the Mahayana period, then where in this world can be this person's opponent, such a human master must be killed.

But now at the suggestion of this Abyss Demon Clan, the eyes of this Sea Clan master suddenly lit up, Wang Qingmin's skills were too conspicuous just now, if he could master it, wouldn't it be invincible in the world.

The two agreed, and at the same time, they deceived themselves and targeted Wang Qingmin, preparing to capture this human god cultivator.

These two people ignored one person, the demon beast Mahayana monk next to them.

As soon as these two Mahayana monks acted, they immediately attracted the attention of the demon beast Mahayana monk, and this person also flashed and joined the battle circle. Whether it was against Wang Qingmin or the Spirit Flame Beast under his feet, it was impossible for him to let the plans of these two people come true perfectly.

Wang Qingmin was reduced to a supporting role at this time, he was a monk in the god transformation period, and he was mixed between the three Mahayana monks, but because these three Mahayana monks were ghosts, they were quite a mess for a while.

The monks below were eye-opening, what kind of battle was this on-site.

Coupled with the two skeletons that were obviously already in the Mahayana period, the whole seven Mahayana monks plus one god cultivator who was also extremely strong and extremely strong, and they became one in this way.

Everywhere there was a flying spiritual power, lightning flashed, and swords flew one after another.

Wang Qingmin waved the free and infinite fan in his hand, and the big movement method unfolded, forming phantoms in the air. His left hand thunder and lightning skills, and his right hand assassination sword skills, can also deal with the three Mahayana monks.

The Spirit Flame Beast was unnoticed at this time, its ruby eyes stared blankly at the battle in front of it, and various thoughts flashed through its heart.

After another ten minutes, the figures here flashed one after another, and sixteen Mahayana monks actually arrived intermittently.

At this moment, almost eighty percent of the Mahayana monks who came down here appeared here, and a group of people surrounded this spiritual fire beast, their eyes shining with essence.

Some of the monks below who saw the situation were already preparing to escape, especially those Yuanying monks and very few Jindan monks, who no longer had the courage to stay here, and fled around from various passages.

The arrival of more than a dozen Mahayana monks brought the ongoing war to a halt. For a time, everyone returned to the forces of each side, and at the same time told everyone what happened here.

Wang Qingmin finally walked into the field of vision of the masters of the major races for the first time.

There were a total of twenty-one Mahayana monks at the scene, divided into four camps, and surrounded Wang Qingmin, the Lingyan Beast, and his two golden skeletons in the middle.

For a moment, the scene fell silent, and no one spoke.

At this time, unless there is a master with a conceptual surname such as the Monk of the Tribulation Period, or if several parties are united, this situation cannot be broken at all.

The cultivators below even found a place to stand, and they didn't dare to come out in such a scene.

A gurgling sound became the main theme here, and the rocks below were still slowly erupting upward.

For a long time, I don't know what agreement was reached on the human side, and the old monk just now sent a piece of divine consciousness to Wang Qingmin. "Junior, hand over the Spirit Flame Beast, we can forgive your disrespect, otherwise, even if you return to the Endless Continent, you will definitely be hunted down by all mankind!"

The corners of Wang Qingmin's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the man coldly.

If he wanted to hand over this Spirit Flame Beast, he would have handed it over a long time ago, so why did he make this situation.

He was now very curious to know, why did these Mahayana monks see this spiritual flame beast as if they had seen a peerless treasure, such a firebird that was almost killed, so valuable?

Seeing that Wang Qingmin did not reply, the man was immediately furious, and could no longer maintain his composure, so in a fit of anger, he waved his hand and struck out a ball of silver light and killed Wang Qingmin.

This was the fuse of a big battle, and the Abyss Demon Clan and the Sea Clan, who were fighting Wang Qingmin and the Spirit Flame Beast at the same time, of course couldn't just watch that person kill Wang Qingmin like this, and they rushed forward one after another.

And the human side naturally went out with all their members because someone made a move, and they faced the Sea Clan and the Abyss Clan for a while. As for the demon beast side, after thinking about it for a long time, they joined the camp of the human side, after all, they both lived on the Endless Continent, and the relationship between them was not so bad.

It was another big scuffle, and the scene was even more spectacular than just now, and if it weren't for the unusually solid rocks here, the entire magma lake would have been destroyed long ago.

Wang Qingmin looked at the big battle around him, but his heart slowly quieted down, thinking about his way out. (To be continued.) )