How strong is the strength of the Yuanying Monk?

Perhaps in the past, Mo Xiaoxiao knew that the strength of human cultivators was generally stronger than that of demon cultivators of the same level, but he didn't expect that it would be so much worse.

The bamboo shadow on the Qingfeng Cold Jade Sword shook, and he knew that the other party was very strong, so he also used all his strength.

And that Yuanying monk didn't even take out the magic weapon, just threw a punch, and with his body, he dared to fight with the Qingfeng Bamboo Sword.

Rumble.

In an instant, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the boundless sea water almost rolled upside down, turning up a monstrous wave, building a huge wall of waves and water, surging into the distance.

The disciples of the True Path Sect were floating in the sea water, but they were monks anyway, and they couldn't drown, but they couldn't stand such a powerful impact, and they hurriedly fled into the distance one by one, and some of them ran slowly, and they were directly crushed by the energy storm, turning into a pool of blood, and soon dissolved in the sea water, and disappeared.

Although Qingfeng was also surprised, he didn't let it go, and turned into a body, a green bamboo straight into the sky, countless branches and leaves rolled up, bringing a powerful cold wind, and at the same time, dozens of branches and leaves were fiercely pumped towards the Yuanying Monk from all angles.

Yuanying Monk was still arrogant and uninhibited, but there was still a little solemnity in his eyes, with his cultivation, he naturally saw that Qingfeng had great potential, and he would not let him have a chance to grow.

"Evil beast, go and die!"

The Yuanying Monk took out his magic weapon, which was a small black drum, which looked ordinary, but it also had a magical power, which made people feel fearful.

With a wave of the sleeves of the Yuanying Monk's robe, the small black drum was suspended in front of him, he raised his fist, and struck hard, and a sound wave that seemed to have substance was stirred up layer by layer, spreading towards the green wind.

The countless branches and leaves of the green wind were stunned for a moment, and they were impacted by the sound wave, scattering countless bamboo leaves, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, floating in the air.

Qing Feng endured the impact of the sound waves, and still used three branches and leaves to draw on the Yuanying Monk, rolling up three blood marks on his body.

The purple-robed monk looked at the blood marks on his body and said slowly, "Very good, no one has hurt me like this for many years." Although his tone was flat, his voice became colder and colder, and after saying the last word, his eyes were already full of murderous energy.

He turned around, although his head was full of white hair, he did not look old at all, and his body was even more flexible like a condor. The purple-robed monk rose into the air, fell down again, turned his body upside down, and hit the small drum with his fists down.

Airplanes.

An unbearable wave of sound came from the snare drum, hitting Qingfeng layer by layer.

Because this sound wave was so powerful, even if it was far away, everyone was still affected.

Some disciples of the True Dao Sect who had poor concentration directly held their heads and wailed: "Ah! ”

There are some even worse, relying on their cleverness to finally escape the impact of the previous battle, but they still can't withstand the huge energy of this sound wave, and directly turn into a cloud of blood mist.

The little demons in Linggu were also very uncomfortable, they were made to churn by this sound wave, and several young confidants bled and fell to the ground.

Mo Xiaoxiao was also very uncomfortable, but she still endured and put the demons into the hosta flower.

But the hosta flower can defend against super physical attacks, but the attack defense effect of this kind of sound wave is not ideal, even in the hosta flower, several little demons still can't stand it, and the three who are the weakest mink, Xiaojin, Xiaoqing, and Xiaofeng fainted directly.

Mo Xiaoxiao himself also had blood and tears in his eyes and ears, and he couldn't hear the sound anymore.

Suddenly, she felt the aura of Xuantu approaching them, and then a giant palm clapped up, and the hosta flower fell in the direction of Linggu. There is a ban in the Spirit Valley, so it can block the offensive of some sound waves.

Mo Xiaoxiao fluttered her head for a moment, relieved herself, only to find that she was already in the Spirit Valley, she knew that Xuantu was afraid that something would happen to them, so she sent them back, but she couldn't see it like this, she only heard the rumbling sound of the outside world, the huge energy blasting sound, and they were also very worried.

Mo Xiaoxiao was in a hurry, although he knew that his cultivation was very poor, but Mo Xiaoxiao didn't want to sit and wait for news, and besides, if even Brother Qingfeng was not the opponent of the other party, Grandpa Xuantu couldn't do it!

She settled a few little demons and was about to go out.

Miaomiao stopped her: "Don't take the risk, grandpa knows that you go out like this, but he is distracted." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao frowned: "I know, but I can't look at grandpa and them-"

Bai Qianzhong suddenly said: "I sent a signal, let my father come, although my father and Wang Xiuwei may not be able to defeat that person, so there is some help." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao was very moved, at this time, if the Moby Dick King can come to help, this is the real salvation and fire and water, but if she is not defeated, she may owe more in her heart.

Bai Qianzhong was sullen, he saw Mo Xiao's concerns, "I also know, it's just that my father often tells me that the demon clan is already weak, and if it can't be united, it can only be slaughtered by others." Rather than waiting until that time to be broken by each other, it is better to take advantage of the fact that the other party has not yet become a climate to work together to break the enemy, even if it is worth it. ”

Chu Yunxi, Chu Yunxu, and Chu Yunran are still mortal fetuses in the flesh, and they haven't even done the qi induction, and Chu Yunxu, who has better qualifications, has just found the way, and Chu Yunxu and Chu Yunran are still crossing the river by feeling the stones.

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at them, "If we are defeated, you two are too weak to protect yourself, so it can be said that you were deceived by us, and then you will return to the world-"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Chu Yunxu and Chu Yunxi, who were already sensible, refused one after another: "Master, what are these words!" Not to mention that this incident was originally caused by us, that is, the disciples have already worshiped in the Spirit Valley, and there is no reason to be alone! Not to mention the confession of a thief as a father! Let the fugitives be ashamed! ”

Mo Xiaoxiao is also because of the thinking of her previous life, she has always felt that it is better to die than to live, integrity or something, the most useless, compared with generous death, she appreciates the kind of person who "lies on the salary and tastes the gall, and the three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu". That's why I said this, and now when I look at the two of them with red faces, I know that I said something wrong, and I apologize again and again: "I didn't mean that, I just don't want you to suffer unjustified disasters." ”

Although she was attracted by fishing, Mo Xiaoxiao also knew that the essence of this matter was the irreconcilable contradiction between the human race and the demon race, and it had nothing to do with the Chu clan.

"That's it, when the time comes, I'll see if I can arrange one or two for you, I hope I can live."

"Master, no, Linggu will definitely get through it." Several villains comforted her one after another.

Mo Xiao's heart was soft, she clenched her hand, although she knew that her strength was poor, but she could rely on the hosta flower, she couldn't help, but Grandpa Xuantu was too worried about her!