"This kid, I'm going to kill him!"

The old man with red sleeves clenched his fists, roaring wildly in his heart, like a huge extraterrestrial meteorite, smashing into the millions of miles of ocean.

However, the old man with red sleeves could only roar, and could only watch a large number of blood eagles, the beast core being devoured by the six-fingered green eagle and the golden scale king python, losing his essence of the flesh, and falling to the earth.

"Even if the old man does everything, he will kill this kid this time. ”

The old man with red sleeves had a hideous face, his pupils burst out with crazy killing intent, the void stomped his feet violently, and with a push of his palm, three thousand blood eagles burst out.

These 3,000 blood eagles are the hole cards hidden by the old man with red sleeves, and they are the fierce beasts he secretly raised for himself by secretly using the family's resources.

The red-sleeved old man originally did not plan to use three thousand blood eagles to capture and kill Yan Lan for the benefit of the family, but Yan Lan's arrogance repeatedly hammered his heart, and he was suppressed by Yan Lan again and again, and he had repeatedly broken through his bottom line, making him eager to dismantle Yan Lan into eight pieces and drink blood and swallow bones.

"Buzz ......"

Three thousand blood eagles, covering the sky and the sun, like a blood-colored torrent, spread out above the sky.

Then, the three thousand blood eagles all rushed towards the place where Tong Xun was, and slaughtered wildly.

Yan Lan looked at the dense blood eagle, her heart sank, and her scalp was a little numb.

The strength of the three thousand blood eagles is obviously stronger than the previous wave of eight hundred blood eagles, and there are dozens of them, and their strength has reached the third and even fourth infant transformation stage.

Feeding so many blood eagles requires huge resources, and ordinary monks can't afford to raise them at all.

"In the past, I only focused on the quality of the beasts, but not the quantity. Now it seems. I was wrong, the confrontation between the beasts. It's all a confrontation between a natural ability and a physical body, not like a monk. Possesses a variety of body protection powers. At least until the fierce beast can transform into a human, it will not be able to practice the exercises and gather spirits like a monk. Therefore, as long as there are a certain number of fierce beasts and attack repeatedly, even powerful fierce beasts will not be able to withstand the endless and indiscriminate bombardment. ”

Yan Lan gritted his teeth and dodged to the side of the five people in Tongxun, letting the two golden scale king pythons guarding here. Circling quickly, and at the same time unleashing a violent storm of golden scales, surrounding the five Tongxun.

The Blood Eagle rushed and crashed into the Golden Scale Storm, where it was instantly torn to shreds.

There were also many blood eagles that broke through the killing of the Golden Scale Storm and slammed into the body of the king python.

On the golden scales, it began to be stained with dazzling blood, although with the strength of the golden scales. The blood eagle couldn't be broken at all, but the huge force of the collision still affected Wang Python's body.

With an impact, the Golden Scale King Python is negligible.

But. One hundred, three hundred impacts, and a continuous impact. Wang Python felt a sharp pain, causing them to roar again and again.

Although the Golden Scale King Python roared. But it didn't fall behind.

The Golden Scale King Python, which has the peak strength of the Five Infant Transformations, is by no means an ordinary strength. Able to suppress.

The three thousand blood eagles can only make the Golden Scale King Python feel pain at most and destroy the Golden Scale King Python's defenses, but it is impossible for the Golden Scale King Python to lose.

The red-sleeved old man also knew that three thousand blood eagles could not destroy the Golden Scale King Python, his purpose was to target Tong Xun, as long as he caused chaos in the defense of the Golden Scale King Python and formed a defensive hole, and then took advantage of the weakness to enter, he could cause damage to Tong Xun and a few people.

In this way, Yan Lan was in a state of confusion, and if he made a move in a hurry, he would inevitably make a mistake in his hurry, and it would be much easier for the old man with bare sleeves to capture Yan Lan again.

The six-fingered green eagle hovered over Tongxun, and its huge wings fanned wildly, flying away wave after wave of blood eagles.

The power of the flight can only kill the blood eagles below the strength of the early and middle stage of the first generation of infant transformation, and the strength of a large number of blood eagles whose strength is above the late stage of the first generation of the infant transformation can only lift them back, but cannot completely eradicate them.

Yan Lan waved his right hand, and the majestic golden Buddha power surrounded the five people of Tong Xun.

Then take out the immortal fetus, and the endless pure spiritual energy spreads.

"Senior brother and sister, hurry up and recover. Don't worry about the movements around, I'll solve it. ”

Yan Lan's eyes were sharp, and the spiritual power of the five Tongxing people was exhausted, and they needed to be able to protect themselves to a certain extent.

Against these beasts, he doesn't need to make a move. His mind was focused on the old man with red sleeves and the deputy leader.

The two Wuyan Infant Transformation Stage powerhouses, even with the help of the elixir, forcibly promoted their cultivation, should not be underestimated.

In fact, most of the Xuan Clan's guards and killers used the help of pills to forcibly improve their cultivation. Otherwise, how could the Xuan clan have so many infant mutation stage monks.

Therefore, the foundation of the Xuan people's cultivation was vain, and under the long-term war, the decline was revealed.

The five Fourth-Born Infant Transformation Cultivators in the bitter battle were facing the violent Golden Scale Storm at this moment, and their breath around them was agitated, and they were gradually showing signs of exhaustion.

These five people rushed towards Tong Xun unrelentingly, but unfortunately, in the face of the two golden-scaled king pythons and the two blue-eyed white tigers, as long as they were close to Qianzhang, they would be knocked back.

They are not like the Blood Eagle, who blindly rushes to kill without regard for life and death.

Yan Lan's gaze turned to the five people, and he snorted coldly: "It's time to pay the price for letting you bounce for so long." ”

Yan Lan's heart moved, and the two golden-scaled king pythons stared fiercely at the five killers of the Xuan clan, and the eight golden-scaled storms rushed straight to the five people.

These eight golden-scaled storms were sacrificed to kill five people, whether it was sharp or mighty, far surpassing the golden-scaled storms sacrificed by killing the blood eagle.

Of course, to sacrifice such a powerful Golden Scale Storm, the Golden Scale King Python also needs to pay a huge price. The two Golden Scale King Pythons, after each releasing four Golden Scale Storms, their momentum was obviously much weaker.

"Uhh......h

The defense of the five people was torn apart, the flesh was shattered, and the primordial spirit was also crumbling.

Seeing this, the two golden-scaled king pythons had fierce glint in their eyes, opened their huge mouths, and scrambled to devour the five primordial gods.

At this time, on the side of the Xuan clan, there were only two old men left, eight spirit pupil rhinoceros, and thousands of blood eagles.

The outermost four Golden Scale King Pythons, each facing the repeated attacks of two Spirit Pupil Rhinoceros and hundreds of Blood Eagles, even if the Golden Scale King Python was strong, it was inevitable that it would be caught off guard.

Yan Lan looked at the raging blood eagles, their attack range had changed from the initial ten thousand zhang to a thousand zhang, and at this moment, there were actually some powerful blood eagles that attacked within a hundred zhang of them.

This is an extremely dangerous distance, and at the speed of a blood eagle, it can only pass by a hundred feet, but it is only a matter of an instant.

"Flat-haired animals, it's really irritable!"

Yan Lan gritted his teeth, took out the Wang Python Golden Sword, and sacrificed the Ten Thousand Swords Ling Tian that he had learned in Tiangangmen.

"Boom ......"

Ten thousand swords came out together, and the space trembled, as if the sword venerable had descended.

Yan Lan rode the Ten Thousand Dao Sword, like a huge wave formed by ten thousand swords, and slapped violently towards the Blood Eagle.

Yan Lan's cultivation at this time, casting Ten Thousand Swords Ling Tian, may not be able to hurt a monk with the same cultivation, but against the Blood Eagle, the effect is excellent.

Except for the blood eagles with the strength of the third and fourth infant transformation periods, which can escape under the sword, the rest of the blood eagles will die at the slightest touch.

Yan Lan didn't want to waste time, and his shot was a killing move, and under the indiscriminate killing, a large number of blood eagles died, and the beast core was swallowed by the Golden Scale King Python.

Seeing this, the old man with red sleeves wanted to cry without tears, and his heart was dripping blood: "My blood eagle, the blood eagle I have raised for hundreds of years, I have spent countless efforts and countless resources, and even did not hesitate to steal family resources and work hard to feed the blood eagle...... Yan Lan, you are so ruthless, the old man underestimated your ability, and the old man will never die with you. ”

The eyes of the old man in the red sleeves were wide open, and the raging flames were burning and boiling in the depths of his pupils. He raised his palms, and above his palms, a strange and domineering force suddenly condensed.

All the remaining beasts, as if summoned, abandoned the battle one after another, and gathered towards the old man with red sleeves. (To be continued......)