The three of them made up their minds, and each of them sacrificed their mecha to prepare for the battle.

The two monks on the other side naturally didn't take their little tricks seriously.

The gray-clothed monk played a fire condensation technique, and Fa Xing hurriedly met the enemy, although he had already sacrificed his mecha, the strength of the other party still made him inevitably scramble. The gap between his strength and the opponent is too big, and he has already shown defeat under one blow.

The monk in Tsing Yi was still arrogant on his face, "In the face of strength, it is all vain!" ”

He threw out a cyan furnace in his hand, which turned into the size of two zhang in the wind, and came at Mo Xiaoxiao as a hood, it seemed that he was planning to capture her in one fell swoop.

Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly commanded the cyan mecha in her hand to meet it, a spirit stone had been punched into the cyan mecha, and she had already recognized the mecha, leaving a divine sense inside, and the swordsmanship refined by the master in it would be automatically stimulated. But after all, it was the first time to face the enemy, and Mo Xiaoxin was also very nervous, not knowing if this mecha could stop this blow.

The cyan furnace was rapidly spinning and rushing towards the face, and the aura around the ding's body was urged, gathering into a small cyan vortex.

The cyan mecha held a green sword in his hand, like a proud sword cultivator, and stepped forward without fear, slashing a sword at the furnace ding!

Mo Xiaoxiao herself also moved, and she didn't dare to pin all her hopes on the mecha. Holding a small sword in his hand, he quietly injected a white aura, and the small sword flashed a cold light with a buzz, and slashed towards the furnace. Fortunately, in the chaos at the moment, no one paid attention to what was wrong with her aura.

The strong aura collided together, making a loud crashing sound.

Under the joint attack of the mecha and Mo Xiaoxiao, the cyan furnace had faint signs of being suppressed.

The monk in Tsing Yi put away his playful expression, and his face became serious. "There are even inferior mechas! Good quality, in your hands, it's a pity! The tone was as if this mecha treasure was covered with dust, just waiting for the master to die, just like what was in his pocket.

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was not afraid, and he continued to attack the furnace ding with the green sword in his hand, but said in his mouth: "Of course, this is refined by my master Bo Heyun Zhenren, and the power is naturally incomparable!" When she said this, it seemed that she was raising the name of the master, but in fact it was not. She naturally knew that the other party would not take care of these, she was mainly to delay for a while, the blow just now seemed to be easily taken by her, in fact, only she knew that this was a whole realm of cultivation, but it was not for fun, that blow made her almost surging with blood and blood, and her throat was sweet. It was not easy to suppress the chaotic strings of aura in the meridians, but fortunately, the mecha only needed the support of spirit stones, and did not need her control, otherwise she didn't know if she could take this blow.

Naturally, the foundation building monk can't be compared with the original Yuanying monk, but at that time she was hiding in the hosta flower, but now she relies on her body, and she has to be careful not to show her demonic energy.

The monk in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about who Mo Xiaoxiao was, thinking that he had not heard that there was such a little girl among the three generations of disciples of Tianjimen, and it was probably her trick. But since she has a low-grade mecha in her hand, I'm afraid her identity is indeed extraordinary. But if you kill her, what if she is high? Besides, it's already done, and it's too late to say anything. The Tianjimen people are well-known for their protection, if they are allowed to escape, I am afraid that they and others will have no way to live! Therefore, he only hesitated slightly, and then became ruthless, and he originally only used seven or eight points of strength in his hand, but now he used ten points of strength, insisting on killing Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at his expression, how could he not understand? It's just that she has a hard time coping with it, and looking at Faxing's side, it seems to be even more miserable! The little fat man was already a low cultivator, and he didn't have much actual combat experience, not to mention that Mo Xiaoxiao had a low-grade mecha in his hand, and he was thrown and played by the monk like a cat catching a mouse, the monk was a fire spirit root, and one by one the fireballs were shot, and the magic star was already covered with traces of flame burns, and his hair was almost burned black.

Here, Mo Xiaoxiao obviously felt that the attack of the monk in Tsing Yi was getting more and more fierce, and the cyan furnace Ding swept away the decline and gradually approached the top of her head. The mecha was still attacking the furnace in pain, and Jingying's body was already scorched black in several places by the fire gas emitted from the furnace, and she looked very embarrassed.

Mo Xiaoxiao saw that the star's situation was not good, so he instructed the mecha to help him, while he himself went into battle, holding a sword to face the furnace of the Tsing Yi monk.

Mo Xiaoxiao waved the green sword in her hand, she quietly gathered the Four Seasons Reincarnation Heart Technique, the aura surged into her body, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out of her mouth and spit on the sword, covering up the more and more obvious white demon aura on the sword, and the sword became more and more powerful.

It's just that where is the monk in Tsing Yi so easy to deal with?

The foundation building monk who was originally watching the battle snorted coldly, "Fight quickly!" ”

The two monks froze in their faces, and the attacks in their hands became even more frenzied.

The monk who fought against Mo Xiaoxiao seemed to be the spiritual root of the wood, earth and fire system, and since he had accepted the idea of joking, he also took out his housekeeping skills.

A wooden sword was conjured in his hand, wielding it like Mo Xiaoxiao. Each aura turned into a cyan wooden vine, and the green vines were like thousands of cyan giant snakes, winding towards Mo Xiaoxiao.

After Mo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the alarm bell was already ringing in her heart, and she was not afraid of revealing her identity at the moment of life and death, the Four Seasons Reincarnation Heart Recipe was frantically urged, and countless spiritual energy poured into her body, and the huge impact made her feel that her flesh and blood were almost fragmented, but with the battle with the Yuanying Monk in the Spirit Valley that day, the attack of this Concentrating Great Perfection Monk could not help her for a while.

The green sword was as fast as lightning, and the sharp blade slashed towards the surging green vines, and in a short time, the green vines fell to the ground one after another and turned into nothingness.

The monk in green clothes didn't expect this little girl to be so difficult, his green vine winding technique made many monks of the same level suffer, but although this girl was a little in a hurry, it also made his green vine helpless, and he couldn't get close at all. Seeing that the little friar next to him had been tossed half-dead by the gray-clothed friar, he also felt a little embarrassed, if the deacon was dissatisfied with him because of this, it would be more than worth the loss. Therefore, I decided to kill the little girl immediately.

However, although he was surprised, he didn't think that Mo Xiaoxiao could escape from his palm, he snorted coldly, the wooden sword disappeared, and there was an extra earth shield in his hand, heading towards Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao Linggu was able to defeat the strong with the weak, relying on the hosta flower's anti-heaven strength, but now she was in a worrying situation, and she didn't dare to take out the hosta flower at will, so she had to resist. She didn't dare to ignore it in her heart, and the green sword in her hand hurriedly slashed towards the earth shield. Although the earth shield was condensed by the condensation of earth vitality, it was extremely strong, and Mo Xiaoxiao's sword with all his strength was only a white mark.

Mo Xiaoxiao was nervously facing the earth shield, and suddenly became alert, and secretly shouted in his heart: "It's not good!" ”

But it was too late. The monk in Tsing Yi had been practicing for decades, his men had suffered countless casualties, and he had a wealth of experience in dealing with the enemy, he first used the earth shield to divert Mo Xiaoxiao's attention, and then manipulated the earth energy to gather an earthen prison cage at Mo Xiaoxiao's feet.

Mo Xiaoxiao was negligent for a while, and the surroundings were already trapped by eight thick earth pillars, and she flew out of this dungeon, but the earth shield at her head was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and it was heavily covered.

Mo Xiaoxiao tried his best to feed, but he couldn't push this earth shield any longer, and he was about to be imprisoned in a dungeon.