The figure seemed to be blowing and turned into a majestic great man, with a pair of jet-black eagle wings casually born on the back, a fan of wings, a storm of Gaowen, the figure flew straight up and down tens of thousands of zhang high, and shouted angrily: "Dragon tapir, female fish, it's you two again, I think you are tired of it!"

Stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, there was already an extra black long rod of golden thunder in his palm, which turned into a thousand feet long with a shake, and with a wave of his arm, between the roar of the storm, one after another smashed towards the black-armored man and the red-shirted woman like a mountain stick shadow, and above the stick shadow was the same thunder shining and thundering Gao Wen.

In the other direction, there was a burst of bones in the body of the purple-robed old man, and the silver flames around him were churning, rolling on the spot, and turning into a giant tiger with a body like a mountain, with a white body and wings on his back. The shadows of the claws in the sky were all over the sky, and even the void was shattered and distorted in bursts.

The essence of this old man. It is a white tiger that is one of the spirits.

Zhao Changfeng suddenly stopped rushing forward, and his heart beat wildly. Obviously, the True Demon Palace is prepared, maybe the current situation is a scam set up against the purple-robed old man Wang Meng and Lei Zhenzi.

The True Demon Hall and the True Spirit Temple are strong, but he is only one scattered immortal, and when he is involved, he doesn't know how to die.

Thinking of this, he suddenly spread out his divine sense and swept into the distance, blatantly, Hui Linglang, who had fled from this place just now, did not flee far. I am looking at it from afar.

Could it be that Hui Linglang and the True Demon Hall are in cahoots?

However, if you flee at this moment, you will definitely offend the True Spirit Temple, and you will not have a good life in the future. Although the strength of the people of the True Demon Hall is not weak, Wang Meng and Lei Zhenzi are both powerful and strong, and the speed of the people is the best among the True Spirit Clan, even if it is the right situation. It doesn't have to be a disadvantage.

"Zhao Lao'er, what's the matter, are you afraid? If you are afraid, take your disciples and grandchildren out of Kyaukyue City now. ”

The sound of Meng Jiuxiao's presumptuous sound came from afar.

The voice fell. Meng Jiuxiao's figure was distorted and changed for a while, turning into a bear-like demon beast with a body like a mountain, but the whole body was strangely covered with a layer of purple-black scales. His eyes are blood-red, and his fangs are turned out.

And the black-armored man called Dragon Tapir. The same real body appeared, which was a magic dragon with a body length of thousands of feet and a black electric swirl body.

The woman in the red shirt turned into a big bird with a wingspan of hundreds of feet. Peng's head and phoenix body, between the shaking of his wings, a cloud of rolling red flames flew towards Lei Zhenzi and Wang Meng all over the mountains, and in an instant, the space of tens of thousands of zhang has been covered with red flames.

"God!"

Zhao Changfeng muttered, feeling bitter in his heart, as if he had understood something.

Meng Jiuxiao, Dragon Tapir, Nulu, Lei Zhenzi, and Wang Meng, although they belong to the True Demon Hall and the True Spirit Temple, the blood flowing in their bodies is all the blood of the ancient demon clan, and their talents are strong and powerful, if they can swallow each other, their strength will inevitably increase.

Especially the female slu, the figure has passed, thousands of miles of red land, and few people can resist the scope of fire sacrificed.

"Brother Zhao, if you can help you today, you will definitely thank you another day!"

Lei Zhenzi said in a humming voice.

Hearing this, Zhao Changfeng hesitated for a while.

A loud sound like the resonance of gold and iron came, and the giant blade he had just sacrificed was actually knocked back by the mace in Meng Jiuxiao's hand.

"Hehe, get out of here, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't see tomorrow!"

Meng Jiuxiao said, waved the mace in his hand, and in the sharp explosion, a thousand-foot-long stick shadow tore open the space in front of him and slashed into the air.

A wave of anger rose in his heart, Zhao Changfeng snorted coldly, raised his hand, and the giant blade went towards the stick shadow.

In the palm of the other hand, there was a flash of yellow light, and there was an extra bell magic weapon, which was thrown out, and with one finger, the "bell", the loud bell rang, and the clear sound waves rushed towards Meng Jiuxiao like an essential angry wave.

This bell only suggested to him to attack.

Listening to the bell, Meng Jiuxiao buzzed loudly in his head, his eyes turned black, and his huge body like a mountain shook violently.

"Slash!"

Zhao Changfeng shouted loudly, and the giant blade of cold light smashed the stick shadow, and went straight to Meng Jiuxiao to slash head-on.

The killing intent struck, and Meng Jiuxiao suddenly woke up, and naturally swung his mace and smashed the past.

With a loud sound that resounded through the sky, Meng Jiuxiao's huge body soared into the air, the qi and blood in his body were jubilant, and he couldn't help but fly backwards, and the mace in his hand was cut by the giant blade with a deep knife mark, almost breaking off.

Before he could fight back, the bell rang again, and it was dark again.

There was a burst of pain, and one of his right arms was actually severed by a giant blade that roared and flew again.

Zhao Changfeng flicked his fingers and hit the copper bell twice.

At this moment, a ball of rolling red flames flew like a mountain all over the wilderness.

The scorching smell as if it was about to melt the Liuhe made his heart beat wildly, and with a wave of his hand, a white light flashed, and another sharp blade flew out and sank into the red flames.

On the other side, the female who was fighting with Lei Zhenzi and Wang Meng didn't know when she actually rushed at him.

And the white tiger incarnated by Wang Meng took advantage of the gap to pounce on the giant bear that Meng Jiuxiao had turned into.

Right.

In the blink of an eye, the battle was one.

Red flames, thunder, electric light, stick shadows, knife lights, ringtones......

Earth-shattering loud noises came and went.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, Hui Linglang stood quietly, his eyes shining, and his heart was hesitant.

The moment passed little by little, and before I knew it, it was half an hour.

Suddenly, in a sea of thick fog where blood flames and silver flames were intertwined, the giant bear that was fighting with the white tiger suddenly turned his head and looked at a void after death with a surprised expression.

The black light flashed in the void, and the figure of a black-robed Taoist priest casually appeared, grinning at it, and with a wave of the long sword of cold light in his hand, a blue sword shadow slashed head-on.

The giant bear's face changed abruptly, and there was actually someone who could quietly and silently appear in the scope of his own play, and he was not discovered until he was close to him, he didn't dare to think about it, and with a wave of the giant axe in his hand, he slashed towards the sword light.

"Click!"

The giant axe in the giant bear's hand was actually cut in two by the sword light, but the sword light was also shattered.

However, the black-robed Taoist priest had already pounced behind the sword light, and seven dazzling blue lights suddenly burst out on the long sword in his hand, and with a wave of his arm, a sword slashed the past.

The speed of the Taoist priest was too fast, and the giant bear did not have time to retreat, so he naturally swung half of the axe shaft and smashed the past.

A palpitating coercion suddenly followed the sword shadow, and the space around the giant bear's body was actually suffocated, and the mana in his body seemed to be unable to circulate, and this half-cutting axe naturally did not contain much strength.

The axe forged by Chaos Essence Gold collapsed at the touch of a fire stick, and was slashed off by the long sword, which fell down and slashed on the right arm of the giant bear.

"Click!"

The giant bear clearly heard the sound of his bones shattering, his right arm was cut off, and immediately after, the mountain-like body was actually split in two pieces by the long sword, and the piercing chill hit, and not even a drop of blood burst out of the wound.

The figure of the Taoist priest had now pounced and kicked the huge head of the giant bear.

"Boom!"

A cloud of golden light flashed, and the giant bear's head was actually severed.

In the blood rain, a dark green light and shadow flew away to one side, the speed was as fast as lightning, and in the light and shadow, a small bear-like demon beast could be vaguely seen distorting and changing its body, which was the soul of the giant bear.

The Taoist priest's empty palm was raised, and a seven-colored arc of lightning burst through the air, and the speed was at least twice as fast as that light and shadow.

With the sound of thunder, the giant bear's spirit was shattered.

However, the shattered dark green light and shadow were once again rapidly converging towards the center.

This light and shadow had just gathered, but a clear blue sword light suddenly appeared.

"Boom!"

The light and shadow shattered again, but they could not be reunited again.

The giant bear incarnated in the sky, which is a long story, only occurs in an instant.

This black-clothed Taoist priest is a disciple of Wuwei Sect.

The white tiger that Wang Meng incarnated was originally about to pounce on the giant bear, but when he saw this strange scene, he suddenly stopped, looked at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect with a vigilant expression, and the silver flames around him were rolling, secretly vigilant.

The divine sense swept over, but he couldn't see the depth of the mana of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, he could only feel a monstrous murderous aura rushing towards his face, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart, Meng Jiuxiao and his supernatural powers could be said to be evenly matched, he had a feeling that if the disciples of the Wuwei Sect wanted to kill him, I am afraid that he would not have much strength to fight back, and he could only be defeated, as for whether he could escape or not, I am afraid it was still another matter.

"Don't worry, the intention of Poor Dao's trip is just to kill these monsters!"

As if seeing the uneasiness in the white tiger's heart, the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy smiled faintly, and said, with a raise of his hand, a golden light flew out of his sleeve, turning into a golden seven-story small tower, dripping and spinning, spewing out a dazzling light, and the two bodies of the giant bear were put into the tower and gone.

Hearing this, the white tiger breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the seven-star sword in the hands of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and then looked at the Fu Demon Tower, his lips moved, and he said silently: "Thank you for helping, by the way, do you need the old man to do something?"

"That demon dragon is the enemy of the old days, this time he is not allowed to escape, you can ...... it later"

Listening to the organization of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, the white tiger's pair of fine light tiger eyes became brighter and brighter.

The thick sea of fog churned violently, and the white tiger rushed out of the sea of fog and looked left and right. With a flap of his wings, he pounced on a sea of thunder in the distance.

The two types of thunder and lightning, gold and black, thundered with each other. An earth-shattering thunderclap was announced.

In the sea of thunder, two thousand-foot-long demon dragons swirled and fluttered around Lei Zhenzi. The shadows of the claws are vertical and horizontal, and the thunder roars.